Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Latrine.

Public latrine.

Not far from the public latrine.

Two furtive figures were squatting by the street.

One of them said, "Bro, are you sure this will really get us money?"

The other replied, "It can't be wrong. If we don't get any money, I'll drink the latrine dry in front of you!"

"Big bro is awesome!"

After an hour of teaching, the little beggar was completely won over.

Clearly, Fang Zheng Yi had used his previous life's anti-fraud propaganda to deduce a series of tricks that opened the door to a new world for him!

The little beggar looked at him, as if he vaguely saw a superstar in the begging world, his eyes full of sparkling light!

If Heaven hadn't given birth to Fang Zheng Yi, the path of beggars would have remained in eternal darkness!

Fang Zheng Yi was a man of action. After finishing the lesson, he naturally had to bring his student to the battlefield for practical experience!

The two of them found a latrine and began to stake it out.

Seeing that five people had already gone in, but Fang Zheng Yi hadn't made a move, the little beggar couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Bro, another one went in. Why aren't we going to ask for money yet?"

Fang Zheng Yi, gnawing on the sesame cake the little beggar had just bought him, said impatiently, "What's the rush? This is all about technique!"

"If you could just learn my method and use it, wouldn't everyone be rich? My trick seems simple, but it actually tests your judgment extremely! It's not that easy!"

"Look at those poor wretches just now. What's the point of robbing... asking them for money? We have to find rich people to ask! What if someone reports us to the authorities, falsely accusing us of robbery? Aren't you afraid of being arrested by the government? Rich people are different; they care about their reputation."

Fang Zheng Yi, feeling a little tired from watching, turned to the little beggar and asked, "If we get money later, bro will take you to eat something good and take a nice, long bath! What do you want to eat? Just tell bro!"

"Take a bath? Bro, I took one last year. Why don't we wait until summer? It's not worth spending money on a bath. The guards know me; we can go wash in the river."

"Stop talking nonsense. I said we're bathing, so we're bathing. Are there bathhouses in the city?"

"Yes, the cheap ones cost five coins for one wash, but it's only cold water. The expensive ones seem to cost dozens of coins, but I'm not sure. Who would be such a fool!"

"Wash! Wash at the expensive ones! It's my treat; you don't have to worry about the money! Tell me what you want to eat. Let's eat first, then take a good bath, and then eat another meal!"

The little beggar thought for a while, licked his lips, and said, "I always see people eating hot pot on the street. I want to eat that too. Is that okay, bro?"

"Of course! It's just hot pot; that's nothing!" Fang Zheng Yi thumped his chest loudly.

The little beggar asked excitedly, "Bro, do you really have several houses in the capital? The dignitaries in the capital must eat really well, right?"

"That's right!" Fang Zheng Yi finished the sesame cake, pulled a dead grass and put it in his mouth, savoring it as if he could taste Little Tao's cooking, his eyebrows dancing with joy as he said, "There are definitely houses, and the food is really delicious! Let's not talk about anything else; let's just talk about eating fried sauce noodles. Even that is particular!"

"You can't have less than eight side dishes, and the meat sauce has to be stir-fried three times, and you have to pay attention to the separation of oil and sauce!"

A proper one-armed big loop.

"Once the noodles are mixed, they have to be jujube-red! One bite, and it's authentic! It's beautiful!"

"It's simply the taste of mom!"

The little beggar's eyes were full of excitement, and his saliva was almost dripping down.

"Bro, I don't have a mom. What does mom's taste like?"

The smile on Fang Zheng Yi's face suddenly disappeared.

After a moment of silence, he patted the little beggar on the shoulder.

"It's just something you never get tired of eating!"

"The taste of steamed buns?"

"What steamed bun taste? Don't be so unambitious. Bro will take you to eat meat."

"No, eating meat easily causes diarrhea."

"Silly, fresh meat doesn't cause diarrhea."

Looking at the latrine not far away, Fang Zheng Yi's eyes showed a little anxiety.

Could it be that he's having such bad luck today, and no suitable target has appeared yet?

He's already bragged to this little beggar, so he has to treat him to a meal no matter what.

Otherwise, how will he ever make it in the world again!

"Bro, I still don't know what your name is?"

"Oh, my name is Fang Tang Jing. What's yours?"

The little beggar looked envious, "Your name sounds nice. My name is Lai Gou'er."

Fang Zheng Yi frowned, "What a terrible name? Who gave you that name?"

"The old beggar who adopted me gave it to me. He said a cheap name is easier to keep alive."

"Then where is he?"

"He died many years ago, from illness."

While saying these words, Lai Gou'er was still intently staring at the latrine, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

Fang Zheng Yi felt quite uncomfortable in his heart.

It can be seen that this child, Lai Gou'er, has a good disposition.

Is he numb? He's not numb at all. It's just that he's suffered too much, one layer pressing down on another, making it difficult to express, so he seems numb.

He's seen too much of this kind of crap before. At first, the feelings weren't strong, because he didn't have the ability to change reality. When he had the ability to change it, the feelings became even stronger, because he simply couldn't manage it all. This damn world!

"Hey, bro, you can read, right? Help me change my name. I don't like this name either. It always makes people look down on me." Lai Gou'er looked at Fang Zheng Yi, "People call me Dog, Dog, and I actually feel awkward in my heart. I didn't feel anything when I was a kid, but I've been awkward all these years."

Fang Zheng Yi tilted his head and pondered. After a while, he thought of something, clapped his hands, and said, "Lai Society, Lai Imperial Court, Lai Ancestor, you choose one. Let's see who dares to shout randomly!"

Three black lines drooped down from Lai Gou'er's forehead. He pulled a long face and complained, "Bro... I haven't studied, but I'm not an idiot."

None of these are good names. He'd get beaten up if he announced his family name outside!

Fang Zheng Yi gave him a meaningful look, "Gou'er, bro never jokes. Life is bitter, and things in life are mostly unsatisfactory, so you have to find something to rely on to live happily. If you don't like it, I'll send you to school in the future, and you can name yourself."

"Hehe, study? Me... study? Forget it!" Lai Gou'er pointed at himself and chuckled twice, no longer speaking.

However, it could be seen in his eyes that there was a longing.

Fang Zheng Yi shook his head and said no more, continuing to stare intently at the latrine.

Before long, a middle-aged man dressed in understated but high-quality clothes caught Fang Zheng Yi's attention.

His face was anxious, and he was waddling with a package in his arms, inching his way to the latrine.

He looked like a small businessman, but Fang Zheng Yi's professional eye told him that this person, from his image, expression, and actions, was more like a steward in a wealthy family. This kind of person is often a good choice!

"The prey has appeared! Get ready, we're going to ask for money!"

Lai Gou'er quickly looked over, eagerly saying, "Let's go!"

Fang Zheng Yi knocked him on the head and scolded, "What's the rush! Have you forgotten what I taught you? Wait until he's halfway through before going. First, go get me some leaves and find a stick!"

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