NABC Chapter 390: 390: Making Money
Chapter 390: 390: Making Money
Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Making Money
“Haha, Grandma may be old, but her eyes are still sharp!” the old lady laughed heartily.
“I’m done with you, I’m going for some yogurt!” Liu Sisi quickly handed over five yuan and then pulled Xiao Han to a small table on the side to start eating their yogurt.
The environment was quite simple, even somewhat dilapidated. People bustled all around, and the alley was a mix of all sorts, with every kind of person present. The small table was nothing more than a plank set atop a wooden stool, with a few red plastic stools placed around it.
“Eat up, even though the place isn’t much, the taste is definitely top-notch!” Liu Sisi giggled.
Xiao Han took a spoonful and his eyes lit up. The taste, absolutely top-notch. Way better than the fancy Anmuxi yogurts out there. He polished off an entire bamboo tube in no time. He exclaimed in surprise, “I didn’t expect the yogurt to taste so authentic. Just like what I had as a kid, maybe even tastier.”
“Hehe, I just love Grandma Chen’s yogurt!” Liu Sisi laughed. “How about you have a few more servings?”
...
“Sure!” Xiao Han hurriedly nodded.
The guy sure wasn’t shy, gobbling down five or six servings. A serving of yogurt wasn’t much, around 150 to 200 milliliters. Xiao Han devoured it greedily, while Liu Sisi, sitting next to him, watched him eat. She hadn’t finished a single yogurt, but Xiao Han had already polished off five or six.
“You sure can eat,” Liu Sisi said in amazement, looking at Xiao Han.
“It’s delicious!” Xiao Han said eagerly.
“Then how will you eat the other stuff?” Liu Sisi asked curiously. “There are lots of delicacies inside.”
“I can eat,” Xiao Han grinned.
Liu Sisi quickly said, “Then let’s go.”
After speaking, Liu Sisi hurriedly pulled Xiao Han deeper into the alley. Inside, there were numerous small carts that could only remain hidden within these alleys. They couldn’t venture out. As soon as they entered the main areas of the city, they’d be shut down by the urban management officers. These alleys were a gray area where the urban management wouldn’t interfere, and these small vendors didn’t have to pay any fees.
A smile crept up the corners of Xiao Han’s mouth.
The farther in they went, the more food there was. Some of the delicacies that still existed had lost their traditional craftsmanship and cultural heritage—like the simple scallion pancakes. In the past, making a scallion pancake involved kneading dough with care, adding sesame oil and other ingredients through a time-consuming process. Now, scallion pancakes were all machine-made. Even in places where machines weren’t used for everything, the dough kneading was done by machines.
As the saying goes, good craftsmanship takes time. A handmade scallion pancake simply tasted much better than one made by machine.
In this alley, not only were there delicious scallion pancakes, but also all sorts of tasty foods. Xiao Han paced himself along the way, only taking small tastes here and there, unless he came across something he really liked, in which case he’d indulge a little more.
Walking and eating all the way.
By the end of the alley, Xiao Han was stuffed. He patted his belly and said, “Oof, I can’t anymore. I’m stuffed.”
“Who told you to eat while walking the entire way?” Liu Sisi giggled. “Plus, you had two scallion pancakes, a serving of dumplings...”
“Too tasty, couldn’t help but have a few extra bites!” Xiao Han chuckled.
“How about it, the snacks from my neighborhood are delicious, right?” Liu Sisi said with pride.
“This feels amazing,” Liu Bin was ecstatic.
The money hadn’t even been deposited yet when his phone started ringing.
“Liu Bin, I heard you made quite a bit, huh?” A teacher from the Computer Science Department said with an envious tone.
“Ah...” Liu Bin promptly replied, “Yes, yes, yes, I was just about to call you.”
“Looking for me?” The teacher asked curiously upon hearing this, “What do you need me for?”
“I made some money and certainly need to share it with my teacher,” Liu Bin hastened to say, “If it wasn’t for the backdoor you gave me...”
“Haha...” The teacher quickly laughed and said, “You’re my student; it’s only right. By the way, how much do you plan to...”
At this point, the teacher’s voice had a hint of mercenariness.
However, Liu Bin was cunning enough to understand what the teacher meant. He quickly said, “Don’t worry, it will be a big red envelope. At least ten thousand!”
“That’s great! That’s great!” the teacher immediately cheered up upon hearing this.
Ten thousand yuan was no small sum. For a teacher, it was the equivalent of two months’ salary. Getting ten thousand yuan was quite generous of Liu Bin. Others might not have been so forthcoming—some might not have given anything at all, even if they had earned money.
Soon, the compensation funds were quickly returned to the wechat accounts of those who had placed bets through the appropriate channels.
On the forums, students who had won started to show off the money they had won. Of course, most of the posts were from students who hadn’t won. Those who lost could only sigh in silence. However, some people posted questioning whether Huang Xiaolong from the Physical Education Department and Xiao Han from the Finance Department had deliberately conspired to swindle everyone’s money.
This post immediately sparked a lot of skepticism.
But before long, a student from the Physical Education Department made a lengthy post. It was posted by someone named Cui Long, and it contained many photos—pictures of Huang Xiaolong’s broken arm. Cui Long earnestly told everyone that there was absolutely no cheating involved, and that there indeed had been a real fight between the Physical Education and Finance Department, during which Huang Xiaolong’s arm was broken. Cui Long ended his post by writing: Huang Xiaolong isn’t foolish; he would never risk his entire future for such a small amount of money!
Soon, the voices of doubt quieted down, followed by a rising chorus of sympathy.
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At the provincial city’s People’s Hospital.
Huang Xiaolong had just completed the surgery to implant steel plates; his arm had suffered a comminuted fracture, and steel plates had been implanted while the shattered bones had been removed. Although his life wasn’t in danger, his arm was at great risk.
Huang Xiaolong was wheeled out of the operating room, looking extremely weak and fragile. Having just undergone surgery, the anesthesia in his arm was still wearing off, yet he could faintly feel the pain emanating from his arm.
Huang Xiaolong’s face was pale, and the Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) coach of the Physical Education Department looked equally grim. Chen Jiguang wasn’t tall, but his muscular physique made him appear very imposing and hard to defeat. At that moment, he stood in front of Huang Xiaolong’s hospital bed.
“Coach Chen, I... I’m sorry!” Huang Xiaolong gritted his teeth and said, “I have let down your training, unable even to beat a student from the Finance Department!”
“Yes, you have let down my training,” Chen Jiguang glanced at Huang Xiaolong and then said, “But you’ve also ruined your own life. Once your arm has healed, you should transfer to another department.”
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