Zhang Can was in the car all night, and the feeling was very uncomfortable. It was so uncomfortable. For nothing else, he promised the plateau that he had to go home when it was dark yesterday, but his damn sense of direction made him look like a huge fool.

Zhang Can was really laughing and crying. Yesterday, he thought about it for a night and could only confirm that he was still on this land. The topographic map of this continent was roughly like a rice dumpling, which should be a triangle. As for where he was, Zhang Can really has nowhere to be accurate.

Thinking of the rice dumplings, Zhang Can was actually not very enthusiastic and was shouting, so hungry! He got lost yesterday and felt extremely angry. Zhang Can was so angry that he punished himself not to have to eat. Besides, the black and black ones were so dark that he couldn't find anything to eat.

As soon as the sky was dawn, Zhang Can climbed out of the car. After thinking about it, he went to start the car without giving up. However, the car no longer listened to Zhang Can's orders. He just lay there without saying a word, and he was as sincere as Zhang Can.

Zhang Can climbed out of the car again and looked at the fuel tank. No wonder, not only did the engine burn out, but the oil was burned out. If this car could still move, it would be really strange.

Zhang Can glanced at the sun that had just risen and thought about it. No matter how many hundred kilometers the deviation was, he was just standing here, just waiting to die. If he was hungry, he would lose his strength to run away, and he would still have the strength to walk.

Zhang Can stumbled all the way, singing "We welcome the bright red sun and headed towards the dawn of victory..." from time to time, he trotted a few steps.

Whether it was a mountain or a pond in front of him, Zhang Can walked forward bravely towards the sun without hesitation, picking some leaves, mushrooms and other things along the way to fill his stomach. He walked until noon and finally saw a place with people.

A large but poor but crowded town, Zhang Can entered the town and walked around and found that there were so many beggars in this town that it was the best in the world. He was wandering on the streets, and five or six out of ten were holding broken bowls and chasing people who looked slightly dressed.

Like Zhang Can, as soon as he entered the town, he immediately surrounded no less than fifty people. These people surrounded Zhang Can and raised the broken bowl in his hand high. The only hope was that Zhang Can, a foreigner, might have grabbed a handful of zero coins like other foreigners and spread it into the air like a scattered flower in the sky.

Although Zhang Can feels pity for these skinny people, he is not stupid enough to grab a handful of US dollars from special clothes or a few golden pieces and throw them to these people. He has something to do.

Looking at the foreigner who was like a rooster, a group of beggars cursed endlessly. Fortunately, Zhang Can couldn't understand what they were saying, so he didn't have to worry about it.

After crossing several streets, I finally saw a place that might be a restaurant, but beggars were squatting outside the door. Every time the leftovers that were intentionally or unintentionally poured out of the door were snatched by a group of beggars and picked up cleanly, even if it was a piece of bread crumbs, even if it was a piece of vegetable leaves, even if it was covered with sand and soil.

At the entrance of the hotel, two tall and stout black men hugged their feet and hands, looking at the beggars who were robbing from time to time. When they approached, they would fist and kick them for a few leaves and a few bread crumbs. They were even a black girl who could not tell her age. In order to make her fingers bigger, she crossed the red line and was beaten to death by these two black men.

Zhang Can looked at the beaten little girl and felt a sour anger for no reason. After thinking for a while, Wuxin couldn't bear to continue to "appreciate" the "beautiful things" of these beggars. He strided forward with his head held high and crossed the dazzling red line.

The two black men in the door guard stopped when they saw that Zhang Can was a foreigner, nodded and bowed to meet them. It was just a pleasure to deal with these beggars, serving the old man and doing business. This is the seriousness.

Zhang Can took out two dollars worth one hundred dollars, threw them in front of the two big men, and didn't speak. He just pointed to the girl who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up. He waved to the big man who had received the money, snorted in his nose, then turned around and walked into the hotel gate.

Money can make the devil push the mill, and money is the old man. This is an unbreakable truth for all ages. The two big men took a look at the colorful banknotes and immediately became not only obedient, but also understanding. One hundred dollars, how much is this? This is the living expenses of a family in this small town for a year. These two big men still earn less than one hundred dollars in two months.

If you meet such a generous person who is not understanding and disrespectful, then there will be a ghost. The man who leads Zhang Can's way can't let Zhang Can lie on his back and carry him on his back to find a place to eat.

Zhang Can found a place casually and sat down, but stared at the little girl outside the door. He had punched and kicked the big man before, but at this time he actually picked up the dirty little girl and sent her respectfully to Zhang Can, and said in his mouth that he was whispering, probably because he didn't know Mount Tai and didn't care about the villain's mistakes.

The little girl was bleeding from her head and didn't know what was going on, so she looked at Zhang Can timidly and didn't even dare to cry.

Zhang Can took the little girl's hand with some pity and looked carefully. Except for being so thin, this girl was actually quite well-behaved.

Zhang Can looked at it for a while and thought for a while. Perhaps he was about to be a father. I felt a little sad when I saw such a child.

The little girl, who was originally beaten and covered in bruises, suddenly showed a look of surprise. After holding her hand with this strange foreign man, the pain suddenly disappeared without a trace. Instead, it was a kind of comfort that had never been seen before. The little girl didn't know how to describe this feeling, as if she was lying in her mother's arms, her mother's hand gently stroked her, feeling indescribable.

After a moment, the girl spoke and said timidly: "Thank you!...sir..." She actually spoke Chinese!

Zhang Can was suddenly shocked, then was happy again, and asked quickly: "You can speak Chinese?"

The little girl wiped the blood from her face and felt calmer. She replied, "My father is a teacher who understands Chinese. He taught me how to speak Chinese. Sir, are you Chinese?"

Zhang Can was surprised and nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, I am Chinese. If you want, you can call me uncle or just call me brother, okay?"

The little girl nodded, and her Chinese language was more fluent, and said, "My father said, Chinese people are all good people, they are all kind people. Sir, what my father said is right. Sir, I call you uncle, okay?"

Zhang Can rarely see such a well-behaved and sensible girl, and immediately replied: "Very good, just call me uncle, by the way, where are your parents, or your other family members?"

As soon as Zhang Can asked this, he immediately felt a little regretful. If such a well-behaved and sensible girl had a family, how could she let her go out to beg for the streets? Everyone punched and kicked her, and was beaten to death at any time.

Sure enough, the girl had tears in her eyes, but she just gritted her teeth, gritted her teeth desperately, and tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to shed.

Zhang Can stroked the girl's head and Wen Yanyan said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked these things. Let's do this. Please help me ask, there are places to take a bath and change clothes in this store. Ask them to prepare two sets of good clothes for you. After you take a bath and change clothes, let's have lunch together, okay?"

The girl quietly wiped her eyes and then said a lot to the two big men who had been standing by the side. The big man who was holding the girl in looked at Zhang Can with some doubt, opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he didn't say it out.

Of course, Zhang Can understood what he meant, and took out a few hundred-dollar bills and handed them to the man casually. However, when the man was receiving the bill with joy, Zhang Can touched his finger intentionally or unintentionally, just his finger.

The big man was about to turn around and leave, but Zhang Can asked the little girl to call him again, and then said to the little girl: "Tell him, buy two sets of the most beautiful clothes and a pair of the most beautiful shoes. Don't forget the socks and give him fifteen minutes. If the money is lost, come here to find me. Don't be foolish, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

When the big man saw what the foreigner meant, he seemed to not care about the money as long as the matter was done. That was easy to say, and he ran out happily.

This is a good thing. The man who brought Zhang Can in was so jealous. With that guy's character, he had to kill at least several hundred dollars in this foreigner. How could his real fatness fall on his head?

Fortunately, Zhang Can did not favor one and the other, and also took out several US dollars and handed it to the big man, and told the little girl to find a place and another woman to serve the little girl and take a good bath.

Zhang Can's uncle's behavior finally aroused the attention of all the employees in the hotel, including the boss's wife. Even if foreigners come here to have a meal and rest for a night, they can give 50 dollars with ease. There are very few people who can give 100 dollars at one move, and there are no more than ten people in three years.

I didn't even look at it. I took it first, and said I had to take it away. No one had ever seen such a person. The money was taken secretly by one of the big men. It was indeed a real dollar bill with real money and silver! It was not a cigarette shell or a piece of paper.

Such a person is simply the God of Wealth. No, the Bodhisattva of the God of Wealth has arrived. He doesn't want to come over to get rich and noble.

Unfortunately, Zhang Can’s money is easy to make, but it’s too easy to make. If it’s hard to make, I’m afraid...
Chapter completed!