Chapter 23

The snack stalls around all laughed. In their opinion, although running a snack stall is not a good job, they earn a lot every day, but they are tired.

The garbage collectors like Liu fan are no different from the beggars in the underpass under the surrounding bridge.

The boss of fried buns is a middle-aged man with a moustache. He is as thin as a monkey. He is very smart.

Liu Fan just glanced at him and said, "what do you know? We have plenty of money at home. We just come out to contribute to the city and protect the environment. Do you understand?"

In his opinion, this kind of ridicule has become commonplace, and Liu Fanye has become invulnerable.

The passers-by looking around, naturally also saw a young man carrying a woven bag, cat waist in the garbage bag on the ground looking for prey.

Not far away, a few tramps in ragged clothes and with broken bowls came and begged people along the way. The way pedestrians hid from them was the same as Liu Fan.

They will deliberately step away from Liu Fan.

But the owner's words attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Hey, come on, listen to me. This" rich "guy is telling us that he is collecting garbage to protect the environment. How selfless and tall he is!"

There was another burst of laughter.

But many more passers-by laughed.

"What are you laughing at? We are telling the truth. It's everyone's responsibility to protect the environment. How much damage has been done to the urban environment by so much garbage in front of your stall? It's funny!"

Liu Fan straightened up and pointed to a pile of takeaway boxes in front of the Fried Bun stall.

The crowd around them laughed again, but they were in a state of mind.

"Although he's a garbage collector, he's right. I haven't seen such a messy stall yet!"

"Yes, they've all piled up hills!"

"No wonder my mother won't let me eat from the stall. Let's go."

the pan fried baozi stuffed with pork highfalutin was a strange face from all around us. He turned red with anger. He said, "you are not poor enough to pick up trash. You can pick up a garbage and say something so magnificent. What kind of people are you with? You love the environment, you have the ability to pick them up!"

This kind of door-to-door business Liu Fan how can not, but Liu fan still pretended to be humiliated, angrily said: "I know you will say that, I repeat, I pick up garbage not for anyone, is to protect the urban environment!"

After that, he bent down and began to clean up the packaging boxes at the foot of the Fried Bun stall owner.

"Grass, you're a playwright. You can really pretend!" Fried Bun stall owner disdain way.

The pedestrians around also have different attitudes.

"The playwright, a proper playwright, has a brain problem."

"It seems that poverty can really make a person lose dignity. Alas, it's pathetic."

"What a ridiculous excuse, but why can't I laugh?"

There are different opinions, but it can't stop Liu Fan from picking up rubbish.

"Ding, if the host finds 200 takeaway packages, 300000 yuan will be awarded."

Liu Fan was very satisfied, but he was also puzzled, "system, a packaging box is clearly a reward of 1500, two hundred boulders 30000, how to reward 300000?"

System: "Ding, if the materials are exactly the same and the quantity reaches a certain level, the reward will be doubled and the multiple will be determined randomly!"

Liu Fan nodded, which is a new way to make money.

Just then.

"Boss, please, give me some money!"

Three disabled tramps came, and the pedestrians around them immediately avoided them.

Fried buns stand owner, immediately out of the stand, severely scolded: "hurry away, no money, a group of beggars, don't disturb our business!"