Chapter 118

Su Meng didn't mind, continued tapping along to the rhythm, and began to sing.

"If business hasn't started yet, don't rush; the market is full, but not everyone has arrived."

"Those with the surname Zhang, those with the surname Li, if they don't buy, they'll buy from you."

"You are Li, he is Wang; soon everything will be sold out."

"Sweet potatoes and ginger are all sold; I wish the boss makes plenty of money!"

People in business always want a good omen.

Seeing the young man sing so well, and noticing a beautiful woman beside him holding a broken bowl and staring at him, the boss suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

He casually picked up a sweet potato and stuffed it into Su Meng's hand.

Su Meng chuckled, didn't take the sweet potato, and simply continued singing.

"No pot, no stove; if you just give us things, how can we accept them?"

"The road is long, the steps are heavy; just giving things makes it hard for us."

"Look how pitiful we are; why not take out one yuan?"

The boss, having no other way out of the entanglement and with many people watching, had no choice but to grit his teeth, reach for his money pouch, and prepare to pull out cash.

Su Meng happily started singing again.

"Call out to the boss, don't be annoyed; otherwise, empty your bag completely."

"Empty it all, I'll take it all; may your fortune be as vast as the East Sea, and may you never grow old."

No way, such a huge appetite?

Boss Yang was instantly stunned; wasn't this less like begging and more like robbery?

The boss's hand paused for a moment; finally, he pulled five yuan from his money pouch and handed it over, though his reluctance was obvious to everyone.

After all, for these small vegetable vendors, every bit of that money was earned penny by penny.

Seeing this, Boss Yang instantly grew delighted, extended the broken bowl, and reached to take the money.

But Su Meng, without showing any emotion, shifted his steps twice, blocking the broken bowl, and continued singing.

"Look how wealthy the boss is; our promotion is free!"

"Give me money, I won't take it; I bring joy to everyone."

"I don't want a single needle or a single thread; I only want everyone to be happy."

"I don't want a single thread or a single needle; I do it so everyone can be joyful!"

Free? Not wanting money?

The crowd was instantly stunned.

Aren't you a beggar?

Why won't you take things when given, and why won't you take money when offered?

Boss Yang grew anxious too.

Big brother, what medicine are you selling in your gourd?

We are beggars; I am an old beggar woman, and now I rely entirely on you for support!

How would you say it in your own words?

Suddenly, a sentence popped into Boss Yang's mind.

Da Da Mimi, old beggar woman, entirely dependent on Su Meng for support!