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Chapter 16 The Artist's Hell

Money can buy everything you want... Zhou Ming finally understood what it means.

Wealth, work, status, companion, life span... everything can be purchased with money.

On the job trading information board in front of you, even senior government positions such as mayors and police officers in this city can be purchased with money, proving that this world is money = omnipotent.

Without money, you must not be able to buy a job, find a partner, have no social status, and can only be the lowest level of garbage and be on the verge of being cleaned at any time.

But by the way, Zhou Ming has a coin of money in his hand? There are some low-priced positions on the occupation information panel, such as a worker in Dalin Agricultural Company, Baowan Town. This position can be bought with one or 70,000 credit points. He doesn’t have that much credit point. Isn’t there just one money?

Zhou Ming shook his head. This money cannot be spent. It represents his qualification to stay in District 52. Once he loses the only money, the balance of money in the account will be zero and he will become a "zeroer". Then what awaits him will be the tragic fate of being swept out of District 52.

"This place can be called heaven... It's not bad, it can be called heaven, heaven for the rich, hell for the poor!"

Zhou Ming is now a poor man, and the whole city hopes that he will go bankrupt.

Fortunately, I got the first pot of gold from Fat Boss and the others who came to this world - a total of more than 8,000 credit points, so there is no need to worry about food and clothing in the short term.

As for whether Fat Boss and the others will call the police and seek justice from the police? After Zhou Ming settled the financial accounts for Fat Boss and the others, he concluded that they should not call the police.

It costs money to find a policeman. First, it is a 500 credit point per day police fee. Secondly, it is to mobilize the city's surveillance fees. The cost of finding the database must be paid by the reporter. After solving the case, the losses saved will be divided by half, no matter how much... Therefore, in any case where the economic loss is less than 10,000 credit points, it is better to rely on yourself to find a policeman.

In addition, Zhou Ming grabbed so many credit points from seven or eight people, and each person didn’t grab them much. How to share the cost after reporting the case is probably a headache for the fat boss and others.

The most important thing is that the credit points on Fat Boss and the others were originally obtained through various extortion methods. In the police report system (reporting the case does not cost money, sending the case requires money), there have been many records of the case. Even if they don’t look for the police, some police officers who are tight-knitted will take the initiative to look for them...

So, this is why the crime rate in this city is so low and Zhou Ming dares to betray the bad guy.

In the next month, Zhou Ming made some freelancing attempts and prepared to use his skills or talents to get a job with considerable income.

First of all, he was the best carving. He spent more than 1,000 credit points to customize a set of alloy knife carving tools, and then bought 15 pieces of wood at a price of 80 credit points per piece (maybe for environmental protection reasons, the wood is very expensive). Then he set up a street stall on a pedestrian street with a large flow of people in Yaoxing City to show carving skills and hawk handicrafts.

However, Zhou Ming miscalculated. In three days, facing pedestrians with a daily traffic of over 10,000, he didn't sell a single carving... Even though there were many people watching the carving skills when he showed off his unique skills, he quickly dispersed after watching the performance and had no one bought.

Could it be that the price of wood carvings is too high?

After thinking about it, Zhou Ming lowered the selling price and reduced the price of 500 yuan per wood carving to a small profit of 300 yuan per wood carving.

Now, among the passers-by, there were more people showing their expressions on their faces, especially a 15-6-year-old girl with a pigeon face. She ran to Zhou Ming for several days to watch him perform carvings. Looking at the cute and exquisite wood carvings, the eyes were filled with longing light.

"Can you carve one for me?" On that day, the girl with egg-faced pigeon handed over the pink electronic card in her hand and said to him in a slight voice.

"Can!"

Zhou Ming, who had the first business opened, was overjoyed. After asking her what kind of wood carving she wanted, according to her request, Zhou Ming made her an angel wood carving with wings. The exquisite and small wood carving, the holy and beautiful angel, and the dove-faced girl was very happy. After taking the wood carving, the look of struggle and hesitation on her face dissipated instantly like the haze illuminated by the sun.

With the girl with a pigeon face, Zhou Ming sold two wood carvings in a row in the next two days. The buyers were all young girls, one of them was a classmate brought by the girl with a pigeon face.

But on the third day, when the girl with egg-faced eyes ran to Zhou Ming with red eyes, handed over the wood carving in her hand, sobbing and requesting a return, Zhou Ming was shocked and asked, "Is there something wrong with the wood carving? Why do you need to return the goods?"

"Mom said that the 300 credit point is my lunch money for one month at school. After I spent this money, she would not give me lunch money anymore. I haven't had lunch these days, but my mother doesn't even let me eat an extra bowl of supper. Brother, I'm sorry, I like this wood sculpture very much, but..."

The girl with a dove face became more and more sad the more she cried, and her tears fell like raindrops.

"There are still such mothers in the world?"

Zhou Ming couldn't believe that this was just a toy that cost about 300 yuan. With the productivity and salary level of this world, you won't be able to afford such a small toy, right?

But seeing the girl crying so sadly, her stomach makes a gurgling sound from time to time. She is the age of growing up. She doesn't eat lunch and doesn't eat enough for dinner. Everything is caused by a wood carving.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ming said to her: "Since there is no problem with the wood carving, I will not accept the return. However, I will give you half of the credit points to you. The wood carving is sold to you at a cost price. Is this okay?"

The girl's originally desperate mood instantly turned into a surprise, and nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes!" The 150 credit points are almost enough to save money.

What's more, her favorite wood carving was still in her hands, which surprised her very much.

"Thank you brother, thank you brother!" After receiving the credit point transferred by Zhou Ming to her, the girl with egg-faced bowed a few thanks and turned around to greet her many times when she left.

Two more days passed, when the girl with the egg-faced face followed her classmate and her classmate's mother, the three of them came over again and said that the wood carvings in her classmate's hand would be refunded half of the money, Zhou Ming was hurt by the world and asked the classmate's mother loudly, "How come you are so poor that you even have to bargain for a 300-point wood carving like this? Is it because you have no vision, or is my wood carving really worthless?"

The words of the classmate's mother almost defeated Zhou Ming: "It's just a piece of wood, it can't be eaten or used, it's a waste of money, and it's not worth a credit point. What's the value of something that cheats people's eyes? Return the money to me quickly!"

"Brother, I'm sorry, Xiao Min is my good friend. I told Xiao Min about this, and then her mother..." The girl with anoched face cried again. She was simple and could not understand the values ​​of adults.

"You guys play slowly, I won't serve you anymore!"

Put the tools and wood carvings back in his back and carried them on his back. Zhou Ming left the place without looking back. Xiao Min's mother held his hand and refused to let him go. Zhou Ming shook his hand and pushed it away far away. She could only jump and curse at him, not daring to get close to him anymore.

After changing the street, he dealt with all the wood carvings at a loss at a price of 50 credit points, Zhou Ming, who found that the wood carvings were not easy to sell, chose the second road: selling art on the street.

So I spent nearly a thousand credit points to find someone to make a guitar with good tone, and then wrote my electronic consumption card account on a card (you can transfer money). Zhou Ming, who sat on a stone bench in a fountain square, debugged the string twice and started singing:

Write me what the color of the sea is

What's the mood of accompanying you every night

...

Listen to the sound of the sea crying

Sighing, who was hurt but still not awake

It must not be me, at least I am very calm

But even tears don't believe

Listen to the sound of the sea crying

...

Zhou Ming was very dedicated to this song "Listening to the Sea" and was completely immersed in the atmosphere of the sad love song. The effect was also very significant. Perhaps he had never heard of such highly infectious music before, and the number of listeners around him gradually increased. After a song was sung, applause was heard, and several emotional listeners even shed tears in their eyes.

As for the reward amount...0.

Isn't it touching enough, not sensational enough?

I will give you a song "The Sea and the Sky".

There are more listeners around, and the applause is even more intense, but what about the rewards for credit points? 0, or 0.

Zhou Ming didn't believe it anymore and sang more than a dozen songs, including "I Only Care for You", "Ruchless Rain and Ruthless You", "At least You", etc., and sang them for more than an hour. The audience around him had three layers inside and three layers outside, with hundreds of people. After each song, there were extremely warm applause.

What about the rewards, what about the number of people who transfer money with an electronic card?

0, always 0.

Zhou Ming, who was discouraged, stopped singing, and his heart ached at the decline of music in this world; and those listeners who had listened for more than an hour for free, wonder if their conscience was hurting?

Until a man dressed in a policeman walked to him, took out an electronic consumption card from his pocket, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young man, you sang very well. Come on, transfer the money, there are a total of 300 credit points."

Zhou Ming was overjoyed and took his hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Police. You are the first listener to reward me, and you are a person who truly loves music!"

The policeman shook his head and said, "No, you misunderstood what I mean, because you made more than 70 decibels of noise in public, violated the "City Appearance Law" and were fined 300 credit points. I just completed the evidence collection, so please cooperate."

Zhou Ming:...

...

A month later, Zhou Ming, who had tried his careers such as sculptor, guitar master, magician, etc., for a few days, finally became completely desperate about this city that refused to consume art. The investment of more than 6,000 credit points only returned less than 2,000 points, and he ate, drank, urinated, and slept, spent more than 2,000 credit points. Now the remaining credit points are less than 2,000.
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