The beggar always had a satisfied smile on his face, was it true that others were willing to call him so happy with his uncle, or did the long-term begging life make him lose the respect he deserved, and let Bai Dong help him find it back? Hey, Xiaobai, if you're in a bad mood in the future, I'll teach you a method?

What method? Bai Dong asked curiously.

Whenever you're in a bad mood, close your eyes and relax. Imagine yourself floating in the vast universe, you will definitely see that the earth is so small in this universe, so what is the frustration and sorrow that happens to the people on the earth and the people on it

With the words, Bai Dong entered the illusory world created for him by Uncle Hai, and jumped directly from the illusory world to the fantasy fairyland.

The next morning, the busy sound of the city woke Bai Dong from his sleep, and when Bai Dong woke up, Uncle Hai was no longer lying by his side. Pedestrians who were in a hurry to go to work would take a few seconds of precious time to cast strange glances at Bai Dong from time to time, and he didn't care anymore. Suddenly, Bai Dong felt that he was missing something. Luggage, own luggage is missing. Uncle Hai Bai Dong quickly got up and put his hand in his trouser pocket. However, the $100 in cash and cell phone were still in his trouser pockets. Why would he take his luggage, is there anything in it that he needs. But I'm a student who hasn't graduated from what he needs, and in his luggage besides clothes and pants, it's still clothes and pants. Bai Dong didn't want to think about it too much, because no matter how much he wanted to do it, it wouldn't help him at this time. He should be thinking about where he should go now. There are three paths in front of him, first, to find the river wind. Second, go back to your hometown. Third, find a job with food and lodging. Bai Dong's quilt is folded into squares, tied with a strap, and placed on his shoulder. I went to a public toilet and washed up briefly at the sink. There was no loss or despair on his face, and he didn't care about the talk and ridicule of pedestrians on the roadside. I thought to myself, after all, it's all like this. Bai Dong walked down the street half-carrying the quilt on his back, looking out of place with the crowd. He walked into a small restaurant on the street and asked for a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge, and saw that Bai Dong had so few orders, and with his dress, the boss was uncomfortable. However, others are customers and can't help it. The boss was impatient to put the porridge and steamed buns on the table, and asked in a good tone, what else do you want to order?

Hm, is there any salt? Bai Dong asked very kindly.

Yes, wait a minute. Ten seconds later, a waiter put a salt shaker on Bai Dong's table, do you want anything else?

No, thank you.

Ten minutes later, Bai Dong stood up and called, boss, collect the money.

The boss came over and said, "What's the food?"

Eh, is your porridge counted as a head or a bowl? Bai Dong asked suspiciously.

Head, the boss looks like he doesn't want to deal with Bai Dong.

Salt won't charge money, right?" Bai Dong said calmly.

What did you eat? You don't charge for salt. The boss's tone had raised a tone.

Eh, a steamed bun, eight bowls of porridge, half a jar of salt. Bai Dong said with some embarrassment.

When these words reached the ears of the female boss, there was a chemical reaction in an instant, because the green fire could already be seen in the eyes, but this was a reasonable consumption, a total of five. She just wants to collect the money now, hurry up and get rid of the food in front of her.

After collecting the money, the female boss stared at Bai Dong's back and kept scolding in her heart.