Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Mr. Fu, what would you like to eat?"

"It's also a steak...medium rare, a plate of black truffle foie gras, a plate of sea cucumber soup, and a plate of fruit and vegetable salad xxx"

"Well, that's about it."

Waiter: "Okay, please wait a moment."

The two sat in their seats and looked outside through the window. A ragged old man came over and walked towards the trash can, seeming to be searching for something inside.

He quickly found half a bottle of water, opened it and started drinking it, looking like he was very thirsty.

Su Chen looked down at the time, stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom and will be back soon."

Fu Yuan nodded: "Okay."

After walking out of the restaurant through the small door, Su Chen went to the side to buy noodles, as well as a lot of bread that could be kept for a long time. He also bought some mineral water and walked towards the homeless man carrying a big bag.

The homeless man sat on the bench with his eyes closed as if he was asleep. Su Chen bent over and called out, "Uncle, are you okay?"

"...No, it's okay, young man, are you okay?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious. I have some food here. Take it and eat it. How did I get here?"

Su Chen looked at the time and saw that it was still early, so he sat on a bench and chatted casually.

The homeless man's eyes were clear, and he gave a bitter laugh when he heard this: "Well, I originally came to the city to work. People said the salary in the capital was high, so I came here. I didn't expect that food and accommodation here are so expensive."

"Fortunately, the work on the construction site provided food and accommodation, so I was thinking of earning more money to take home to my children. But then an accident happened on the site, and the construction was stopped."

"Regardless of food and shelter, I thought I'd find some odd jobs, but my ID and money were stolen. I can't even use my smartphone. No one wants me without money and ID."

"I'm just wandering around, picking up some food to fill my stomach. This is the good thing about the capital. Many of those trash cans are clean."

The homeless man smiled with satisfaction: "Especially the bakery over there. The bread they threw out that night was all good and unwanted. It tasted so good."

Su Chen listened in silence, and in the end he said nothing. He put a wad of money in his bag and said softly, "Uncle, if you have money, you can go and apply for a new ID card."

"Look, you can get a replacement ID card over there. Once you have one, you can look for a job here."

"Okay, thank you kindhearted person. I'll buy some more junk once I've collected enough money and apply for a new ID card."

"The capital is still the best. There are so many good things that are no longer needed. I've only been wandering around for a few days and I've already sold a lot of junk."

Su Chen tied up the bag and handed it over: "Uncle, please keep these things. I have something to do and I'll leave first. I hope you can find a job soon and settle down here."

The homeless man nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Yes, as long as I work hard, my life will definitely get better and better."

"...Well, it will get better."

After Su Chen left, the homeless man opened the bag and saw the stack of money. His eyes widened. He looked around but didn't see the familiar figure. He hurriedly tightened the bag, put it away, and went across the street.

Fu Yuan saw him coming back and waved: "Come and try it, the foie gras here is very delicious."

"Okay, thank you."

Maybe it was because it was the first time to eat medium-rare beef, Fu Yuan’s hands felt sore from cutting it, and he couldn’t cut the beef anymore.

"Waiter, please come over and cut the steak into small pieces, thank you."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Fu Yuan looked at the person opposite him and asked with concern, "How is it? Is it to your taste?"

Su Chen nodded: "Yeah, it's delicious."

"Where did you go just now? I think I saw you. Do you know that homeless guy?"

"I didn't know him, I just felt sorry for him, so I bought some things to help him out. The uncle was a worker. Something happened on the construction site, and he wanted to find a job outside. His ID card and money were stolen."

"I have no choice but to wander around and pick up food, and then sell some scrap to raise money to apply for a new ID card. Without an ID card, I can't find a job in the capital."

Fu Yuan looked at him and lowered his voice: "Su Chen, you are very kind. You should give him money. With the money, he can get a new ID card. As long as he is not afraid of hardship, he can stay in the capital."