I eat wife cake on the fifteenth of every month

Yuan Nai watched Yue Ji leave reluctantly, took out the yellow paper bag from his bosom, poured two oceans and 45 copper coins inside into the palm of his hand, and held it tightly.He hurriedly turned around and ran home, and added up the remaining money at home, and he still owed a little.

And even if she scrapes together five oceans and gets back the pearls, what will happen to her living expenses in the future?You can't drink northwest wind.

When Yuan Nai thought of this, she couldn't help but bury her head in her knees tiredly.

Most of the wineries, cloth houses, docks, various shops, etc. are unemployed, and there are only a few important people, but the wages are not high, and they can barely make ends meet.

The family is an embroidery handicraft, Yuan Nai can embroider, but is not good at it, and unless the embroidery work is very good, the employer will buy it at a high price, ranging from a few copper plates to dozens of dollars.

If the embroidery workers are average, there are still people who want them, but they are used to make relatively rough handicrafts. If female workers want to earn more money, they can only work more and get more.

The other is a newspaper office. In addition to selling newspapers, they can do third review and third proofreading for the editor-in-chief. Because they are newcomers, if they want to do proofreading, they can only do primary proofreading first, that is, to find typos and improper symbols in the articles. If there are fifty, there are five copper coins.But the amount of articles in a day is not many, if she relies on junior high school to make a living, she probably won't be able to survive.

Not to mention she had to get the pearl back.

Yuan Nai left with a sad face. She needed a job that could earn a lot of money in a short period of time. After getting the pearl back, she could start bit by bit without fear of hardship.

Towards Youshi, the sun was still blazing hot on the streets, and the hot blue brick and stone road exuded a dull atmosphere.Resting in restaurants everywhere, the younger brother sat lazily at the table chatting.

Yuan Nai was standing at the door of a restaurant, her moist lips were now dry and pale, she had gone to several restaurants, but none of them were willing to hire her, either they had recruited enough people or they didn't want girls to wait, even washing dishes in the back of the kitchen There is an aunt working hard on everything, and there is no need for a young woman like her who is slow and error-prone.

This was her last hope, however, she was invited out after a cup of tea.

"Go, go, we're not hiring anymore!"

"You have to advance your wages on credit before you even work, why don't you say that the whole restaurant is yours?!"

"Hahaha--"

"This woman must be poor and crazy!"

Yuan Nai was so humiliated at the door that she didn't dare to lift her head, feeling very embarrassed.In addition to this hour, the number of people on the street gradually increased, attracting even more mocking looks.

"Yuanna? Why are you here?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind, and Yuan Nai turned around in surprise.

"It's really you." Hua Manyi was walking over with her freshly done hair. She originally planned to enter the restaurant, but just as she got off the rickshaw, she saw Yuan Nai standing in the center with her head bowed timidly. She looked around in surprise.

"Manyi..." Yuan Nai's eyes dodged a little, she didn't expect to see her former classmate and friend here - Hua Manyi.

Never thought that the other party would bump into her the most embarrassing thing, Yuan Nai became even more embarrassed.

"Hey, Yuan Nai, why did you put yourself in such a mess?"

Hua Manyi stared back at the jokers around her one by one, "What are you looking at?! Never seen a woman before!"

The crowd continued to point and point before they dispersed.

Hua Manyi didn't bother to care about them, she walked to a corner with Yuan Nai's shoulders on her shoulders, and comforted her, "Are you okay?"

Yuan Nai shook her head, Hua Manyi looked at her haggard and sad, and sighed, "Tell me, is it frustration in love or money?"

Yuan Nai looked at Hua Manyi, hesitated again and again, "Manyi, I want to... borrow."

This was the last way she could think of.

"You're crazy! That's a poison, do you know that?!"

Hua Manyi gasped, not to mention that there are so many banks set up by foreigners now, but you must know who is in charge of them behind the scenes, especially in terms of lending, otherwise the common people would rather have their money rotten in their hands than Send it to the bank for deposit?

I'm just afraid that if the foreigners run away and get lost, they won't dare to chase them back!

Yuan Nai's face turned pale, and he licked the dry corner of his mouth, "But, but I can't help it."

Hua Manyi folded her arms and tapped her knuckles, thinking, "How far are you?"

"A piece of ocean."

"It's not a small amount."

Yuan Nai bowed her head and said nothing, Hua Manyi pursed her lips, "I've been short on money recently, otherwise I could squeeze out a dollar or two."

"but,"

Hua Manyi carefully looked at Yuan Nai in front of her, with a bright face and exquisite figure, "Yuan Nai, I remember you can dance, right?"

Yuan Nai's body is flexible, and his spirituality is also very good. If you give me some pointers, it's not too difficult.

Yuan Nai nodded, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a way?"

Hua Manyi's expression was complicated, "Yes, but I don't know if you want to."

"How can I forget the intoxicating singing at midnight

lover

我 怎 能够 忘记 那 午夜 的 香吻

多少 蝶儿 为 花死

How many bees are peanuts..." note

The Fenghai Song and Dance Hall is full of splendor, and dark light spots jump on the floor. The lead singer is wearing a black phoenix cheongsam with split ends, and a purple shawl is draped on the snowy shoulders, showing a charming charm.The golden big hug horn under the stage is mellow and low, and the organ is in the rhythm of the man in the waistcoat...

Yuan Nai felt out of place as soon as he entered.

"Yuanna, that's the dancing girl."

Hua Manyi led people in, her chin raised, facing the dancers on the stage.

Yuan Nai followed her line of sight and saw that the nine dancers in three rows and three rows wore less clothes than the lead singer. The fork of their skirts opened up to their thighs, and they were holding a pink tasseled cattail fan, flipping and dancing.

"I am for love

Life can also be sacrificed..."

Twisting the crotch, lifting the side of the skirt, following the rhythm of the music, flirting and ambiguous.

"The dancer only gets three oceans a month, but the lead singer gets one ocean for every appearance."

Huaman clung to her ear and explained, "Tell me what you can do? If you can sing, the lead singer is actually the best."

"I'll go back and ask Mama Gong for you if I can let you play a game."

Yuan Nai bit her lower lip, struggled in her eyes, and the handkerchief in her hand was almost torn apart, "Manyi... I will choose the lead singer."

"it is good."

Hua Manyi took Yuan Nai into her private room and asked her to stay here and not move.

In the noisy corridor with singing and dancing, as soon as Hua Manyi came out, she saw Gong's mother leaning against the door of another room.

Gong's mother is nearly 35 years old, and she still has a charming charm. She is the only owner of Fenghai Song and Dance Hall.

Hua Manyi went up to meet her, clamped the cigar she was smoking into her hand, leaned against the wooden railing with a restrained expression, and smoked with a smile.

The smell of expensive and oily smoke wafted in her mouth, and Hua Manyi had long been familiar with it, her red lips were slightly parted, she took out the cigar gracefully and put it back between Gong Ma's fingers.

Smoke like white mist was blown from the red lips, "Mother Gong, I have a friend who is short of money, can she lead the singing?"

"I saw."

Hua Manyi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Is she good-looking?" Don't hit her signboard.

Gong Ma glanced at the lipstick mark on the cigar, raised her eyebrows, and put it in her mouth, "It's okay."

"How about singing?" she asked again.

"I've heard her sing, it's not bad."

"How's the dancing?"

"The body is soft enough, not bad."

"Tch," Mama Gong opened the corners of her mouth, swept across the crossed legs of the woman in the slit crimson dress in front of her, and frowned slightly, "It's not bad, it's as if you've touched it before."

"Then will you give it or not?"

"Guess for yourself."