Re-select the life system

Chapter 25: Chapter 25
On the second day after receiving the remittance slip, Qin He asked Hu Xingwang to take him to the town to withdraw the money.

Qin He didn't reveal to Hu Xingwang that he had become a millionaire.

Although it is already [-] and ten thousand years have passed since the era of [-]-yuan households, in this remote rural area, [-]-yuan households still have some weight.

"Why are you giggling so early in the morning?"

Qin He woke up Hu Xingwang early in the morning, and the smile on his face never stopped. After all, Qin He's city mansion was still not deep, so he couldn't keep his expression on.

"Don't ask, let's go there earlier today, buy more things today, and treat you to a meal at noon, a good meal!"

Hu Xingwang heard that there was still a meal, and his throat made a sound of longing. After eating a big meal in the town that day, Hu Xingwang never forgot.

The condition of Hu Xingwang's family is actually better than that of Lin's family as a whole. After all, only Hu Xiaomei is studying now, and the family doesn't have such a big burden, but their family's pressure is not less than that of Lin's family.

The two men in the family have not yet married, which has become a heavy burden on Hu Xingwang's parents.

Hu's father planned to save money to build a red brick house in order to marry his son a wife, so he basically cut off all meat in the family.

Even though rural families raise chickens and pigs, they all have to be sold for money at the end of the year.

After hearing Qin He's promise, Hu Xingwang didn't care what Qin He was happy about. He quickly pushed out the bicycle, checked the tires, put some oil on the chain, and happily drove Qin He to the town.

The weather was fine today, and the road conditions were much better than ten days ago. It took the two of them less than an hour to reach the town.

The two came to the post office. There were quite a lot of people who came to the post office in the morning to do business, especially a few aunts who were very loud and squeezed inside. Qin He simply stood at the door with a cane and waited.

Qin He looked at his leg, and finally gave up and went to the county hospital to have the plaster cast broken again.

During this period, his legs did get better and the pain was less severe, but he still couldn't exert any strength, and Qin He also felt that his legs were asymmetrical.

After thinking about it, Qin He gave up on breaking it into pieces and plastering it again. He really didn't have much time, so there was no need to suffer that pain.

After standing there for half an hour, after the aunts finished their work and left, they walked in.

After finally finding a window, Qin He quickly took out the remittance slip and his ID card, and handed them over.

The teller simply glanced at it at first, but when he saw the amount on the remittance slip, his expression froze, and he quickly picked it up and looked at it seriously.

"Hey, this is the manuscript fee, ten thousand and three hundred, what a great writer!"

The teller shouted in a low voice. She looked up at the scrawny young man outside the window and was using a cane. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. This broke her impression of the writer.

Qin He faced it with a smile.

Finally, a director of the post office came to receive Qin He. In a small town post office in this era, the manuscript fee of more than 1 yuan is indeed considered a large sum.

It took half an hour to complete various procedures, and Qin He finally saw the cash.

For such a huge sum of money, the director reminded Qin He whether he should get a postal passbook, but Qin He refused. He still has to do a lot of things for the first sum of money, and the conditions at home still owe him money. Qin He I feel uneasy.

In the end, the staff found a black bag to pack for him, and then handed it to Qin He.

Even so, several farmers who were handling business saw this scene with envy and greed in their eyes.

The main reason was seeing Qin He so thin and using a cane, especially in a rural town in [-].

Qin He walked out of the post office with the bag, and there were still a few eyes looking at him from behind.

As soon as Qin He went out, he sat on the back seat of Hu Xingwang's bicycle and shouted in a low voice.

"Come on!"

Hu Xingwang didn't follow him, and he didn't know what was going on, but he got on his bike obediently and left.

After walking a long way, Qin He couldn't feel the eyes behind him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, people's greed and darkness can only be induced under certain circumstances. If Qin He was alone in the wilderness and looked like this, he might not be able to get out.

But this is a densely populated town after all, and with Hu Xingwang's company, apart from the real desperadoes, no one really did anything for 1 yuan.

"Where are you going now?"

Qin He thought for a while and said.

"Go to the mall first, I'll buy a backpack."

"Oh!"

The two randomly found a small shopping mall that sold clothes, shoes, and bags. Qin He chose a denim bag that looked solid, and took out a few hundred dollars from it and put it in his pocket while no one was looking.

After paying the money, Qin He also put the black bag into his bag, carried the bag on his back, and held a cane. There is really nothing eye-catching now.

After finishing it, Qin He thought about it, and bought two more coats, pants, and a few pairs of underwear. Qin He wanted to throw away his outfit, even the underwear!

After walking out of the mall, Hu Xingwang asked strangely.

"Yiqing, are you getting rich, or what? Why do you feel like you're spending so much money recently?"

It only cost less than 200 yuan, so it's a waste?

Well, Qin He was speechless, and threw a coat to Hu Xingwang.

"Here's this for you. I did make a little fortune recently. I wrote some articles and published them in magazines. I just went to the post office to collect the royalties. Look, my clothes are all smelly. I won't buy new ones to keep for the New Year. ah!"

"Like This!"

Hu Xingwang didn't even ask how much it was. He seemed to think it was normal for Lin Yiqing to write articles. Since he was a child, Lin Yiqing loved to write messy things. The two grew up together, and Hu Xingwang knew this.

However, Lin Yiqing was able to make money by publishing articles in a magazine, and Hu Xingwang was so happy for this post. Apart from being happy, he was also vaguely disappointed.

While it was still early, the two of them went to the market to buy some oil, salt, rice, vinegar and the like. The weather was good today and the road conditions were better, so they could bring more with them when they arrived. The ten kilograms of rice at home were already gone, and the children ate it too much. , Qin He wanted to buy more, but it was difficult to carry, so he gave up.

In fact, things like rice can be bought in the village. After all, everyone in the countryside has farms, but Qin He doesn't want to buy rice to eat in the village. The old women in the village like to discuss gossip.

With money, you have to live more freely. Hu Xingwang built a shelf in front of his bicycle for storing things, and it was full at this time.

Finally finished shopping at the market, it was already eleven o'clock, Qin He took the initiative to lead the way, and found a restaurant that looked decent in the town, there were only two restaurants in the town, consumption in the restaurant must be more expensive than the small shops outside, but Qin He River is happy today.

Qin He ordered six dishes in one go, and Hu Xingwang's eyes were straightened when he saw it, and he seemed hesitant to speak. After the waiter left, Hu Xingwang hurriedly shouted.

"Yiqing, are you crazy? Are you not ready to live your life anymore? Look, this snake tastes 28, and this turtle tastes 38. Are you rich or crazy?"

Qin He helplessly spread his hands and said.

"Calm down, calm down, the six dishes add up to only 100 yuan, don't worry, we also eat once in a while, don't you want to try something new?"

When it came to eating, Hu Xingwang's eyes immediately dodged, his throat swallowed unconsciously, and he muttered in admitting defeat.

"100 yuan, 100 yuan!"

Qin He shook his head helplessly, looked around, carefully took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his backpack, and gestured carefully to Hu Xingwang.

Before Hu Xingwang recovered from the menu, he suddenly saw a thick stack of hundred-yuan bills, and his eyes widened immediately!

"This... How much is this!"

"Five thousand!"

"Ah!! Yiqing, you robbed a bank!"

(End of this chapter)