While he was running around for food, Yuanzhou shop was still as peaceful as before. However, because he had mastered a new cuisine, Yuan Zhou had released a new dish recently.
Therefore, Ma Zhida, the Prince of New Dishes, came. Normally, he wouldn't appear in Yuanzhou shop. He would only show up at this time. Of course, Ma Zhida wouldn't eat all the new dishes. For example, he would only come to watch and order a plate of Egg Fried Rice if the dishes were priced at 800 RMB.
Therefore, Ma Zhida's appearance today meant that Yuanzhou shop would have a new dish.
Back to the topic, Ma Zhida actually came to the shop for another reason. He found the Three-lost Woman and had an argument with her. Then, the two of them made a bet.
Because of this bet, a small black box appeared at the entrance of Yuan Zhou shop. Today, everyone in the queue would take a look at it. Even Wu Hai looked at it with interest.
"Interesting."
"Really?"
"That's really whimsical."
Yin Ya, Manman, and the others expressed their opinions. Upon closer inspection, the box wasn't big. It looked like a gift box without a lid. It was perfectly square and placed on a black chair, leaning against the right side of the door.
At the same time, there was a handmade sign leaning against the black chair.
[If you are in trouble, this can lend you money to solve your urgent problems. (Note: Limit 10 RMB.)]
That's right! There was a pile of ten yuan bills and some coins lying quietly in the box. No one was guarding it, so he could easily take two bills with his hands.
"Car Emblem, you put the box at the entrance." After entering the queue, Wu Hai sat opposite Ma Zhida and Jiang Changxi. Since they were all acquaintances, he went straight to the point and asked, "I want to know if the money inside is yours?"
"I only put 200 RMB in. The other 400 RMB is from Sister Jiang," Ma Zhida answered honestly.
"Clear Broth Noodle Soup Set and Phoenix-Tail Prawns." Wu Hai ordered the dishes first and then leaned forward and asked curiously, "Why did you do that, Car Emblem?"
In fact, there was always a person in a place who liked to give others nicknames. In the Yuanzhou shop, it was Wuhai, Ling Hong or Tycoon. Jiang Changxi was called Dirty Queen. At first, Ma Zhida was called Mazda, but later, he felt that there was nothing special about it, so Wuhai changed it to car logo.
As a painter, Wu Hai was still very curious about other things even if he didn't eat anything. Although Ma Zhida had visited Yuan Zhou's restaurant many times, his spending was limited to 500 RMB each time. Ma Zhida's monthly salary was about twelve thousand yuan. If he came twice a month, it wouldn't be a problem.
Then came the crucial point. It was inconceivable for him to waste 200 of his monthly salary of 12,000. After all, money didn't grow on trees.
That's right. In Wuhai's eyes, Ma Zhida's money was wasted. He put the money in the box and anyone could borrow it. In this case, no one would return it.
"I did it for two reasons." Ma Zhida always had a way with words. "A young man in the shop found that he forgot his wallet when he was paying, so I lent him 200 yuan. Later, when he came to return the money, he said that he also lent 200 yuan to a stranger who was in trouble because I lent him 200 yuan. "
Wuhai nodded. He was there when Ma Zhida returned the money. It seemed that such a thing had happened.
"To be honest, I feel quite guilty. My actions have affected a stranger, but the reason I borrowed money that time was because I had just been confirmed as a store manager candidate. I was in a good mood, and I borrowed the money while I was in such a good mood that my brain went haywire." What Ma Zhida was saying was that he didn't borrow money from his heart, but because of his emotions. He couldn't afford to affect others in this situation.
"Che Biao, there's something wrong with your brain. No matter why you borrowed money, it's a loan. It's just like how celebrities do charity nowadays. Regardless of whether they're doing it for show, hype, or something else, it's a fact that they're donating real money. As for the donees, they'll be able to receive help.
Jiang Changxi had a straw in her mouth. She had already drunk half a glass of watermelon juice. After hearing Ma Zhida's words, she mumbled, "Good people will always feel like they're not good enough."
Ma Zhida smiled awkwardly. He didn't know how to respond to Wuhai.
Therefore, Jiang Changxi glanced at Wuhai. When Wuhai quieted down, Ma Zhida continued.
"The second reason is that I was in Lan City not long ago. My phone ran out of battery, and my wallet was in the hotel. I didn't have any cash on me, and I starved for the whole afternoon. At that time, I thought, if someone can lend me 10 yuan to eat noodles, I'll thank all their ancestors," Ma Zhida said.
"And the result?" Wuhai listened attentively.
Ma Zhida smiled bitterly. "The result is that I have no choice. I don't know anyone in Lan City, and it's not good for me to ask a stranger for help."
The truth was out. That was why Ma Zhida got such a box when he came back from Lan City. After all, when he was in trouble and couldn't contact anyone, with 10 yuan in Chengdu, he could eat something and call someone. He wouldn't starve to death, and he wouldn't have to wander on the streets.
Ma Zhida had a deep understanding. When you were in trouble, it was one thing to ask a kind-hearted stranger for help, but it was very difficult to ask a stranger for help. Therefore, he put the money in the box and "borrowed" it directly. There wouldn't be any awkwardness.
"Will anyone really return the money that was lent out?" Wuhai asked after figuring it out. "And Che Biao, how can you guarantee that the person who lent the money really needed it?"
Ma Zhida didn't say anything. He couldn't guarantee it, and no one could. It was all about self-awareness.
Wuhai's noodle soup set arrived. He didn't say anything, and the atmosphere was quiet.
"Actually, there's one more thing." Jiang Changxi broke the silence. "If it's a tourist trip to Chengdu, and you borrow 10 yuan for emergencies, you might forget it due to being busy or something else. After all, 10 yuan isn't a lot. In that case, no matter how much money you put in the box, it won't be enough."
Ma Zhida knew that what Wuhai and Jiang Changxi said was the truth, but he still wanted to do it. Therefore, he made a bet with Jiang Changxi. Ma Zhida bet that the money in the box would never be taken out, and Jiang Changxi bet that the box would be empty in a week. Ma Zhida finished his meal in two mouthfuls and left unhappily.
"You actually didn't discuss such matters with me, the vice president of the Queuing Committee."
Not long after Ma Zhida left, Tu Tieguo's voice sounded. Ling Hong walked past the box and looked at the signboard. Without a word, he took out his white wallet and placed all the change inside. There was still 50 yuan in it. Don't ask why, the rich can do whatever they want.
"It's fine as long as I, the president, know. Why should I inform you?" Jiang Changxi had been maintaining her figure recently, so she didn't eat much. She had already finished her meal and was prepared to leave.
"I'm a man who wants to become the president of the Queuing Committee. I won't fuss over it with you." Ling Hong had never won a verbal argument, so he acted like a good man who didn't fight with women.
"Then keep your 50 yuan first. Don't tell me someone has taken 50 yuan and wants to get back 40 yuan from you?" Jiang Changxi said with a look of disdain.
This time, Ling Hong was speechless …
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