The richest man in the world starts from picking up tatters

Riding a tricycle on the road, Su Cheng's head wandered around to see if there was any rubbish that was picked up.

Although he still has several hundred million in cash, logically speaking, he won't have to worry for a lifetime.

But when I thought that I had just lost 200 million, I felt that something was missing.

When there was no money in the past, this was hard to think of.

This is human nature.

Like more if you have more.

"Despise yourself!"

Su Cheng murmured, and then said: "Hmm..."

"But you still have to make money. If you have money, don't make a bastard!"

"Brother, here you are!"

Suddenly, a little girl appeared beside Su Cheng, with a leaflet in her hand.

Su Cheng took it subconsciously.

I thought it was an advertisement like a good business opening.

result.

Above it is a Guanyin Temple.

This temple is located in a tourist attraction ten kilometers away from Rongcheng District.

It is said that this Guanyin Temple is very spiritual.

After worshiping the Buddha and burning incense, everything can be accomplished, so over time, it becomes more and more famous.

Su Cheng looked at the advertisement and couldn't help but smile:

"It's really advancing with the times, monks will advertise."

As he was about to throw it into the trash can, Su Cheng was taken aback.

Under normal circumstances.

This kind of temple has a lot of visitors.

If there are too many people...

Naturally there will be more garbage!

There is no fixed garbage station on the mountain, and many pedestrians just throw away everything they eat.

Rather than wasting time on the street, I might as well go there.

There may be unexpected surprises.

Thinking of this, Su Cheng had a goal in an instant, as if he was beaten up.

In order to be more efficient, Su Cheng first returned home and changed a Lamborghini.

Then he sprinted all the way, and arrived at the foot of the mountain in half an hour.

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Sure enough, as expected.

There are countless tourists coming and going, and a hill is more lively than an amusement park.

When Lamborghini appeared here, it instantly attracted the attention of countless people.

Especially when Su Cheng walked out of the driver's seat, several girls with excellent figures and appearances couldn't help their eyes light up, and subconsciously clamped their legs.

Now Su Cheng does not ride a tricycle, and the clothes he wears are high-end casual outfits given away by the system.

After confiscating the tattered temperament, the charm of the whole person rose instantly.

Faced with countless eyes that implied Qiubo.

However, Su Cheng's heart was like still water, without even looking at it, he rushed towards the mountain.

It was an eye-opener along the way.

Look around.

There are street stalls selling snacks everywhere on the mountain trails, which can be described as extremely lively.

Su Cheng's wisdom for the working people has been raised to a new level.

It's like someone else is tired of climbing, so you have to buy a bottle of water to drink, right?

Can you buy a ham sausage if you are hungry?

With so many people coming and going in a day, making a few hundred yuan is definitely not a problem.

However, what made Su Cheng most suspicious of life was that there were still a few muscular men on the side of the road that looked very strong.

"Full-time porter!"

Simply put.

It is responsible for carrying a person directly from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, or carrying the person back from the mountain.

And it costs three hundred yuan to go up the mountain, and only two hundred to go down the mountain.

Su Cheng couldn't help but feel that three hundred and sixty lines are really the top pick.

As long as you want to make money, there is nothing you can't make.

Su Cheng retracted his thoughts and continued to climb the mountain.

With his physical ability.

Going up the mountain didn't take breath at all, and I arrived at the temple in a while.

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now.

There are countless tourists coming in and out of the temple, and many people are taking pictures with cameras.

A young bald monk walked over, bent over and said:

"Donor, please follow me if you burn incense."

Su Cheng is about to refuse.

But then I thought about it.

Picking up rubbish when I first came here seemed a bit too shameless for the Buddha.

So he followed the monk to the main hall.

The young monk said: "Donor, this is a Zen wood specially used to make a wish or atone for sins. Generally, three pieces are used for burning at a time."

Su Cheng grabbed a handful.

The young monk said with a smile, "Congratulations to the donor, twenty yuan a piece."

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Su Cheng's face hurts.

Are you kidding me!

He thought that the way the mountain people make money is already very smart, and the monks on the mountain are more blue than blue!

Such a small root costs 20 yuan, grab the money!

But Su Cheng was too lazy to say anything.

After all, now that I have money, I don’t care about this small amount of money. It’s a big deal to pick it up from the temple again.

Su Cheng asked:

"How to pay? I don't have cash."

"Buddhism is a quiet place, how can it be polluted by copper?"

The young monk took out the QR code on the table and said with a smile:

"WeChat payment is fine."

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Niu batch!!!

Su Cheng paid the money with a speechless expression, wishing that the Buddha would have to die on the spot after seeing this scene.

Lighting the incense of Zen wood, Su Cheng knelt before the huge Buddha statue.

Then he began to mutter:

"Blessed by the Buddha, blessed by the Buddha, given that I have spent so much money on burning incense, let me pick up rubbish today and have a good result!"

Heard this.

The young monk was dumbfounded.

I have seen someone make a wish to make a fortune.

I have also seen someone heal.

This is the first time that I wish to pick up rubbish.

After Su Cheng had done this, he ignored the monk and slipped out of the temple.

The money is over anyway.

Now the Buddha will not have any opinions anymore.

Su Cheng walked on the spacious square in front of the temple.

It is vaguely visible that there is rubbish in the corner.

"Huh, what is this?"

Su Cheng suddenly saw a rectangular object, and when he approached it, he saw that it was a temple lottery.

Just picked it up.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for picking up the next sign. Today, the host has a -10 luck and embarks on the beginning of bad luck.

Su Cheng was taken aback.

Then couldn't help but leaned.

What the hell is this?

Didn't start picking it up, but ended up deducting your luck?

Then Su Cheng picked up a few more plastic bottles.

Only heard.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for picking up a plastic bottle, system reward: 20 yuan has arrived!

[Ding, congratulations to the host for picking up the Wahaha beverage bottle. System reward: 30 yuan has been received!

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"Fuck??"

Su Cheng was completely confused.

This Nima makes wool.

This is not a grade at all.

Picking up for a long time may not be comparable to picking up once before.

Know that time is money.

Depressed, Su Cheng vomited:

"System, what the hell is this luck?"