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The Story of a Miser (1)

author:Half-immortals are poisonous

It's a miserly story.

He was a miser, and every penny was broken in half. He never attends parties and tries not to attend any activities that cost money.

He had little culture and had only attended elementary school. He has no earning power, only to deliver takeaways and the like. Because of his miserliness, he had few friends. The only friend, to be precise, was half a friend, whom he met when delivering food.

It was a very ordinary night, and he took a big order. Hundreds of pieces of barbecue and beer, that single and an extra ten pieces of tip, the distance is not far. He was very happy to grab this order. He sent it to the designated address, met the customer who placed the order, but was unexpectedly left by the customer, saying that a person could not finish eating, and invited him to eat together.

Or to say that there is no coincidence or no book, there is no other list in hand, and there is no meal. He was impressed, and after repeatedly confirming that he did not have to spend his own money, he stayed and ate with the customers. The customer has been drinking and he has been eating barbecue. God knows how long it's been since he's had a barbecue. While eating barbecue, he listened to the nagging of customers, not only did he not have the slightest impatience, but he also said very cooperatively what he thought customers wanted to hear.

The barbecue was almost eaten, and the wine was almost drunk. He coldly asked why a person ordered so many things to eat. The customer just replied faintly, a little lonely in a person's life, the days of drunken fans have been enough, and suddenly want to find an irrelevant and unknown delivery man to eat, drink and chat with every day for the next two or three months.

As soon as his eyes lit up, he asked: Is this the case every day? Customers say: It's all these days, but not every delivery man chooses to stay. Or rather, the vast majority of delivery workers won't stay. Yesterday, I ordered ten takeaway orders, and none of them stayed to eat with me.

He secretly swallowed his saliva, knowing that this was a rich man, idle eggs hurt, and there was no place to spend money. Boldly asked: "Or, you give me the remaining two or three months of budget, and I will bring you to eat, drink, and chat with you every day when the good wine and good dishes arrive at the meal point." I immediately added: I'm joking!

The customer stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said slightly sarcastically: First come for a week, I will see if the experience is good. Then, the customer went into the bedroom, took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills, and gave it to him directly. His eyes were straight, and he carefully clicked three times, a total of ten thousand yuan, and he couldn't earn so much money in a month. He asked over and over again, confirming again and again. Customers are impatient, three meals a day, according to the point you eat, more should be given to you tip.

Just then, the doorbell rang. He hurriedly put the money in his pocket and took the initiative to open the door. It was the takeaway guy, standing at the door with the takeaway. He looked back at the customer, then at the takeaway brother outside the door, and finally looked down at the same uniform as the takeaway brother, and forgot to take the takeaway for a while. It wasn't until the takeaway guy left and the customer took the takeaway and rearranged the new takeaway that he eased up.

Just a few hundred pieces of barbecue, basically into his stomach. But, smelling the aroma of these things he had never eaten before, he felt that he could take two more bites. He cheekily sat back in his original position, and the customer continued to drink without the slightest concern. He also listened patiently and cooperated. Unconsciously, he felt that he could no longer eat a little. The customer was also drunk. He sat and rested for a while, and when he was not so propped up, he cleaned up a bit and then helped the customer to bed. Then, while disposing of the garbage, he found that there were completely several bags of unopened cold takeaways in the oversized garbage can in the living room. He looked at it, and it was all good things he hadn't eaten. After hesitating, he picked out the completely unopened takeaway and placed it on the living room dining table.

He would not have imagined that this customer would become the only, or rather, half a friend in his life.

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