Cheng Ke did not meet anyone with signs of poisoning along the way. The tense heart also began to relax.

An old gentleman in a black robe walked in front of him.

He carried a very characteristic wooden cane, with gold-framed eyes, tall and thin, with short white hair, and was very shrewd at first glance.

At least since Cheng Ke saw him, he was always smiling and looking very charitable.

The old gentleman also saw him, and when he saw an eight-foot (1.84-meter) boy carrying a sack taller than a person, there was a hint of surprise on his smiling face, but it quickly disappeared.

He walked up to Cheng Ke, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile, "Hello." ”

The passers-by next to him were all shocked.

Cheng Ke glanced at his authentic ragged beggar outfit, was silent for a while, and then stretched out his hand to shake hands with the old gentleman.

The handshake between the two people, one poor and one rich, one tall and one short, one young and one old, seemed extremely incongruous.

The old gentleman's smile froze for a moment after holding his hand full of oil, and then he withdrew his hand with a smile and said, "The young man has a lot of strength, and such a heavy sack can be carried with one hand." ”

Cheng Ke's favorability dropped a lot after seeing the old man's subtle expression, and he only hummed lightly for the old man's praise.

"I have a job here, and I want to find someone with a lot of strength to do it, I think you can do it, do you want to come? Rest assured, there will certainly be no shortage of money. The old gentleman took out a silk scarf and wiped his hands.

"Not coming." Cheng Ke walked away directly.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice came from his head: "Player, this person is the key main character, and he can't refuse this mission." Failure to do so will leave the player with three days of extreme hunger. ”

Cheng Ke turned around and said to the old gentleman: "I took this job, when will I leave?" ”

The old gentleman sneered in his heart, still with a kind face on the surface, he said: "This time tomorrow, I will wait for you here, but I will not wait too long......"

Cheng Ke had already left with the sack.

The old gentleman's face was gloomy, and he clenched the cane in his hand, and his finger bones and green tendons protruded, which did not look like the hands of an elegant person.

Hmph, animals are always animals.

He straightened his expression and walked to a photo studio.

"Are you ready?"

"Rest assured, it's definitely the best!"

"That's good, if we don't impress Mr. Brown this time, then we'll all have to finish!" The old gentleman violently alerted.

Cheng Ke wandered around the city for a day, and then returned to the ruined temple before sunset.

The little beggars looked at the gang leader with the bag of marijuana and was a little surprised, what is this? How can there be a smell of pancakes?

Many of the little beggars swallowed.

Cheng Ke returned to his broken mat, and then opened the sack to reveal a full roast cake.

"All come to get the baked cakes, line up, don't crowd."

All the little beggars were pleasantly surprised, and they rushed to line up to receive the baked cakes.

The little beggar who was at the first in line was drooling when he saw the golden crispiness.

Cheng Ke gave him two baked cakes. Then watch him bounce back to his broken mat.

When everyone had finished receiving it, there was still half of the baked cake left in the sack.

Alas, I ate half of it in one day, and raising children is really expensive. Cheng Ke couldn't help but sigh.

In the past, he started with a million cars and never bothered about these foods.

Cheng Ke tied up the sack, and then said to the little beggars, "What do you see me doing?" Eat quickly, you can't waste it if you can't finish eating, after all, you only eat one meal a day, how can you have the strength to ask for money the next day if you don't eat more? ”

Hearing this, the little beggars all nibbled on the baked cakes.

The sounds of "click" and "rub" are particularly complicated. Cheng Ke walked outside the temple to blow the wind.

It is said that hundreds of years ago the wind was very fresh, and sure enough, wait, this is not true, it is just a game.

Cheng Ke became bored again, so he walked to the tattered threshold in front of the temple and sat and cultivated.

The next day –

Cheng Ke came to the place yesterday on time.

The old gentleman wore a black gentleman's hat, a black and gold cane, and a black coat.

Cheng Ke looked at him with a black appearance, and was a little puzzled - can't this guy feel the heat?

"Young man, you're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Well, where are we going to work, by the way, how much is the salary? Can it be paid on a daily basis? ”

"Well, don't worry, I won't lose you, three hangings a day, which is better than the wages of those five long-term workers combined. I can finish it on a day. ”

"No, I want five dollars." Cheng Ke sat on the ground and started the price.

The old gentleman's muscles burst out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Young man, don't be ignorant. ”

"I won't go without five pieces of money, you can find another master." Cheng Ke turned around and prepared to leave.

"Eh, five dollars are five dollars, don't go, young man."

Cheng Ke returned to the old gentleman and said, "Then let's go now, let's say okay first, I won't do it at noon when the sun is big, and I have to leave work before sunset, and I will come at this time in the morning." ”

The old gentleman almost crushed his cane, but he still smiled and agreed, and said, "Come with me, it's not far away." ”

The two went to a flour mill. In front of him were thousands of bags of flour

The old gentleman held his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "Your task today is to carry this flour to that car." ”

Cheng Ke frowned and said, "So my work is counted by pieces or days." ”

"Hmm...... It can be counted by the number of pieces, a hundred bags of consistent money. The old gentleman was suddenly in a happy mood, and if he counted by the number of pieces, he would not have lost.

"That's okay, you draw up a note first, I'm afraid you won't admit it then."

The old gentleman's mouth twitched, why is this person so shrewd, he originally wanted to fool around and pass, but now it seems that he ...... Alas, forget it, anyway, as long as you impress Mr. Brown, the money or something, it's not just a matter of reaching out.

The old gentleman quickly drafted the note, and then said to Cheng Ke: "Young man, hurry up and work, otherwise you may not be able to make money this day." ”

"You don't have to worry about that." Cheng Ke moved his arm, then picked up a bag of 100 catties of flour and threw it into the car. Then the second bag, the third bag, the fourth bag......

After looking at Cheng Ke's work efficiency, the old gentleman didn't feel sorry for his money. On the contrary, he was unusually excited. He went to a secluded place, found the man who was fiddling with the photographic equipment, and said, "Hurry up and take a picture of him, Mr. Brown, who is so capable, will surely agree to my suggestion." ”

"Eh, don't worry, this kind of camera is very precious, if you bump into it, my camera studio won't be able to open."

Hearing this, the old gentleman stopped speaking and waited quietly.

After a while, the photographer finally set up the camera, he focused on it, and took a picture of Cheng Ke, who was busy with his work.

"It's best to take a picture, Mr. Brown will definitely be moved by me when he sees it, and then the two of us will have to eat and drink without worry." The old gentleman's ugly face gradually leaked out.

Before sunset, Cheng Ke received his salary - seven oceans and three bags of imported flour. This is equivalent to a year's salary of ordinary people.

Cheng Ke was very satisfied with this, but the old gentleman's heart was dripping blood when he paid the money, but he suddenly smiled like a monkey when he thought that he would be able to wrap his waist around immediately.

Cheng Ke took the money and carried the flour back to the temple in the envious eyes of passers-by.

Today has passed again, and it has been five days.