I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Three days ago, French Concession.

The drizzle was as fine as cow hair, making the ladies and gentlemen passing by walk in a hurry.

Wei Miao sells cigarettes at the entrance of the Ciro's Ballroom. She is ten years old.

Because of malnutrition, he was small in stature, and the folding box hanging on his chest was filled with various cigarettes, tobacco and foreign cigarettes.

Because she was afraid that the drizzle would wet her cigarette, when the target didn't appear, she would quietly huddle in the dark corner where the lights in the dance hall couldn't reach.

"Cigarettes, cigarettes, one cent each."

"Cigarettes, cigarettes~"

Several children around started shouting when they saw the customer in a suit and tie.

Wei Miao did not shout. Her target was clear. She would only approach blond men and women, or young men in suits and ties.

"Dear sir, beautiful lady, do you need a cigarette?" She spoke perfect English.

If someone didn't understand, she would switch to French.

The cigarette sellers and security guards here all knew that she was close to an old English nun named Mary in the church, and they all thought that she learned English from her.

Wei Miao sold a pack of cigarettes to a French man who readily paid her fifty cents and walked into the dance hall without taking the change.

Wei Miao held the money and quickly calculated in his mind. The purchase price of this pack of cigarettes was 1 cents, and he sold it for cents, making a profit of cents. Now he doesn't need change, and he will make a net profit of cents.

She happily put the ten cents into her left pocket and the five cents into her right pocket, dividing them clearly.

A boy who was half a head taller than her led five or six kids to surround Wei Miao and said in Northeastern dialect in a vicious manner:

"Hey, Wei Miao, tell us how you made Sister Mary fall in love with you."

Wei Miao patted her pockets contentedly, and became more patient with the troublemakers. She said seriously:

"Sister Mary likes clean and polite children."

The children looked at each other's tattered clothes, and then at Wei Miao's coat, which was worn but washed white, and felt a little ashamed of themselves.

The tall and strong boy was called Xiao Liuzi, who had fled from Northeast China after the September 18 Incident a few years ago.

He didn't expect Wei Miao to be so generous and answer whatever he asked, so he rubbed his nose and asked awkwardly:

"What the hell is politeness?"

Wei Miao thought for a moment, cleared his throat and said:

"Hello, sir, do you need a cigarette?"

Xiao Liuzi's tall and strong body trembled. He looked at Wei Miao's watery black eyes and said in the newly learned Shen City dialect:

"Oh my, Wei Miaonong, you are a grown man, why do you talk like Sister Caihua?"

Several children nearby clapped their hands and surrounded Wei Miao, saying:

"Sister Caihua, oh, Wei Miao is a sister Caihua!"

In Shen city dialect, "Sister Caihua" refers to a girl who loves to cry.

Wei Miao was not annoyed and let them make a fuss.

After making a fuss for a while, the group of children dispersed. They all had the responsibility of supporting their families. If they couldn't make money today, their families would have no food tomorrow.

In this day and age, every penny earned by a poor family can save lives.

Wei Miao put her thoughts aside and continued searching for her next target among a group of handsome men and beautiful women. She wanted to make money.

Two years ago, this body had a high fever and died, and she woke up in this body.

It was my first time as a human, and apart from being curious, I was extremely cautious. The system fragments said that I must not let anyone discover my identity, otherwise I would be killed.

Fortunately, her original parents and family were all busy making a living and didn't pay much attention to the quiet girl.

After she recovered from her illness, she changed subtly and began to like going to a foreign church near her home.

Help the elderly Sister Mary with things within my ability and occasionally pray with her.

Half a year later, she slowly began to show her foreign language skills in public.

Wei Ada supports a family of eight by himself, but can only provide them with enough food and clothing.

This was painful for Wei Miao, who was extremely eager for food and money.

She began to wander around, and by chance, she saw a dancer dropping a bouquet of flowers at the door of Ciro's.

She picked them up and took them home, carefully cared for them, packaged them individually, and sold them at the entrance of Ciro's.

The bright red roses were wrapped in old newspapers, and crystal clear water droplets were dripping on the petals. Plus, she was very good at judging people, so she could sell roses at only fifty cents a piece.

After Wei Miao made his first pot of gold, he looked at the kids of the same age around him who were eyeing him covetously and realized that this kind of business would not last long.

Just this morning, she used the money she had earned over the previous year to upgrade her business and started selling cigarettes by hanging cigarette boxes.

The flower business is no longer viable. The kids next door are selling the same flowers for only five cents each.

Her stomach was always hungry.

She had no doubt that if this body was not unsuitable for eating humans, she would have become a cannibal long ago.

So she needed money and food.

Wells was in a very good mood tonight. Miss White Rose, whom he had been pursuing for half a month, agreed to have dinner with him tonight.

So when he brought his beloved out and met Wei Miao who was trying to sell cigarettes to him in English, he was curious but also willing to show friendliness in front of his beloved.

"Little friend, where did you learn foreign language?"

Wei Miao raised his head, looked back at them with clear eyes, and said honestly:

"A kind nun taught me."

Wei Miao is good-looking, with long and thin eyebrows, a fair face, and a smile on his face when he sees people. The two dimples at the corners of his mouth are very endearing.

Bai Meigui looked into Wei Miao's bright and clear eyes, pointed with her gloved finger at the most expensive lady's cigarette in the box in front of her and said:

"Give me all these."

Wei Miao was delighted. She was referring to ladies' cigarettes, which were among her most expensive cigarettes.

Wells threw three silver dollars to Wei Miao, hugged the beauty and teased the little boy in front of him with great interest:

"You speak English so well, did the nuns have any interesting experiences with you?"

Wei Miao tilted his head and looked at him innocently, as if he didn't understand what he said.

Bai Meigui saw the shy smile on Wei Miao's face, which made the two dimples at the corners of her mouth faintly visible. She was a little dazed, picked up a pack of cigarettes at random, turned her head and said to Wells coquettishly:

"He's just a child."

Wells shrugged and said with a slightly vulgar look:

"Rose, you don't know, some nuns are crazy and have many unknown quirks because they have no love."

White Rose held the slender cigarette in her mouth. Wells quickly lit it for her and then watched her blow out smoke rings with some obsession.

"Rose, I can't wait to spend the night with you."

After saying this, he eagerly put his arm around Bai Meigui's slender waist and walked towards the car parked on the side of the road.

Wei Miao ignored the envious or jealous looks of the kids around him and quickly put the silver dollars in his hand.

"Sir, buy a bouquet of flowers for the beautiful lady!"

A group of people swarmed towards Wells and White Rose and surrounded them.

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