I am in Dongying mixed society

"Why!?" Looking at the wandering girl who turned back, Miss Yin, the chief of the booth, still had her extremely acrimonious tone.

And under the extremely unfriendly gaze of the other party, the vagrant girl who didn't care about the other party's rejection and dislike of her stretched out her dirty hand once again.

Pointed her finger at the black rabbit doll still in her hand...

"That one..."

"Ok?"

"...how much is it."

"Five hundred yen! A lot of one cent!"

"Then...that...yin sauce...you...you didn't mean that Miss Rabbit only needs three because of being too old..."

"Five hundred yen! A lot of money!!!"

"...500 yen...I see...Can you please stop selling this rabbit to others for the time being...within today...I will find a way to make enough money to buy it back its..."

With that said, the homeless girl ignored Miss Xiaoyin, the unhappy stall owner, and Qianxue, the weak girl who originally wanted to pierce her friend Miss Xiaoyin's lie that added two hundred yuan to the black rabbit doll. Miss.

Just turned around and left...

And at the same time she turned and left, Miss Xiaoyin, the stall owner who was still looking at the wandering girl's leaving back with a disgusting expression, immediately changed back to her previous one without losing to her friend's pretty face. That unhappy look.

In this way, staring straight at the back of the wandering girl who was leaving quickly, whispering to herself in a voice that could not be heard by the friend Miss Qian Xue beside her.

"Really... I just sang a black face for someone I don't know for no reason... I'm really boring..."

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Four...four thousand seven hundred words big chapter...but... and then I thought that there is still one chapter today...

(Falling down...

Chapter 83—The Picked Up Hope

[I think, taking advantage of your current appearance, just leaning against the trash can on the side of the road to pick up recyclable garbage like cans, and then after collecting the recyclable garbage, go to the nearby private waste collection point Sell.

Not to mention a lot, you will at least have an income of several hundred yen a day.

"One...two...three...today...a total of...eighty-two..."

Following a few days ago, a certain white-haired young girl who only gave himself a box of instant noodles and a coat, but inadvertently saved her life from being cold and hungry in this cold winter day Fan suggestions.

At the end of the day, through her own efforts, the street girl who had successfully collected more than 80 empty cans inevitably wiped the black sweat on her forehead.

She raised her head and glanced at the already yellowed sky, as if confirming, she was a little unsure of how much money these empty fillings could get her, but she found out from the trash can seven or eight supermarkets for shopping. An empty can in a pocket.

In the end, she realized that the time might not be able to catch up with the closing time of the market, so she stretched out her hands in such anguish and grabbed the seven or eight pockets that were already full of empty cans.

Then, during her years of wandering in Tokyo, she hurried away to the one closest to her, the known waste collection point...

"This is your payment, totaling 250 yen. Collect it...Also, although one more person can help me recycle waste, this kind of thing really makes me happy.

But next time you come back, can you please take a shower first?

The smell is something that even people like me who have been engaged in waste recycling for a long time can't stand it."

After paying less than half of the price of the black rabbit doll to the homeless girl who dragged seven or eight large shopping bags to find the homeless girl who was peddling by him, he gave two hundred yen coins and one fifty The boss of the waste collection point whose coins were delivered to the other party couldn’t help but complain about the uncomfortable smell on the street girls like ordinary people in the streets of Tokyo. .

But for his complaints, the girls who looked down at the three two-white and one-yellow coins lying quietly in their palms fell on deaf ears.

"Can... give me more..."

Soon, the girl spoke again, and when faced with her this time, she had already taken back her gaze. She started busying herself with the waste collection point for her job, but the boss immediately showed a trace of dissatisfaction on her face. .

"...Huh!? What did you say little girl?"

"Can... give me more..."

"Hey! I'm doing waste recycling, not charity! The jar you brought is worth the money! Now you say you want me to give you more!?"

"...Yes."

"I won't do this at a loss! If you think the price I'm giving you is low, you can pay me back and take your jar to find other waste recycling points!"

The disgruntled boss said so impatiently, and after hearing about him, it seemed that he wanted to take back his hands. The stray girl who had only spent two hundred and fifty yen in exchange for a day of hard work, but The second after he finished speaking, he hurriedly guarded the three coins in his hand that were already considered small in yen.

He looked at the waste recycling point owner in front of him, helpless and full of eagerness like a small animal protecting food.

"..."

"...Okay, okay, look at what you look like~ I'll add another hundred to you, so I won't make any money! Take it and go! lest I look upset!

Really~ This is going to be closed and made a loss trade!

Hey!?Remember to bring it to me if you have an empty can tomorrow!Did you hear me!?"

After putting another one hundred yen coin in the arms of the vagrant girl, the owner of the waste collection point who dropped this sentence towards the vagrant girl directly dropped down his own rolling door on the facade of a not prosperous back street. .

Then, before the stray girl continued to speak, she turned and left decisively.

"Three hundred... fifty yen... still not enough..."

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Approaching night...

The dirty wandering girl trot almost as hard as she could, panting quickly with small mouths, and holding the three hundred and fifty yen coin in her hand once again came to the flea market in Aichi Park.

Unfortunately, the market has closed.

But this regret does not make people regret, whether it is the lady who was the main voice of the flea stall who was extremely acrid to the stray girl before, or the lady Qianxue who is the same stall owner as her.

Neither of them seemed to leave with the closure of the flea market.

They just stood at the gate of Mingzhi Park, carrying items that were already packed and not sold today, and just waiting for the arrival of the street girl who had made an agreement with them at noon.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

"Brought the money?" The acrimonious stall owner, Xiaoyin, saw that she seemed to have overdrawn her stamina at this moment, and after trotting to her and the others, she looked like a stray who was about to faint at any time. The girl asked mercilessly.

And facing her, this question seemed straightforward.

Stopping in front of her, the stray girl who kept panting with her hands on her knees, there was a trace of discouragement in her gaze hidden under her dirty hair.

"Money...not enough..."