Ticket Refund Nets 680 Yuan! The Ultimate Move of the God of Stinginess
Outside the high-speed rail station ticket hall, Sing Sing, supporting his aching lower back from the bumpy ride, stared intently at the text message on the screen confirming his successful ticket refund.
"I cancelled my 800 yuan second-class ticket and got a 120 yuan hard seat on a slow-moving green train... I made a net profit of 680 yuan!"
Sing Sing mentally calculated that the five yuan red envelope he lost in the WeChat group was nothing!
With his superb business acumen, Ling Ling Qi could easily recoup this negligible loss by squeezing it out of his travel expenses with interest!
Is Wang Pangzi trying to manipulate him?
Maybe in the next life!
He turned and plunged into the bustling farmers' market outside the station. Like a human radar, he looked around and finally locked onto his target, heading straight for an old man's stall in the corner selling local specialty tobacco.
"Sir, give me two jin of premium dry tobacco! Don't give me the scraps to fool tourists, pick the darkest color, the thickest veins, the kind that stings my eyes with its smell, and the strongest!"
The old man deftly weighed the tobacco leaves on a steelyard, handed over a black plastic bag, and warned, "Young man, this tobacco is incredibly potent! One puff is enough to make you forget the taste of meat for three days, and it'll make your head go numb. You'd better take it easy!"
"Don't worry, sir, my brother has the lung capacity to blow up a hot air balloon, and he loves this authentic local flavor!"
Sing Sing took out thirty yuan to scan the QR code and paid. Carrying a large bag of pungent, yellowish-brown tobacco leaves, he turned and walked towards the train station.
That grumpy old wolf wants a cigar too?
What a joke!
How much does one imported Cuba product cost?
Even if you sold Sing Sing, you couldn't afford a single box!
This premium dry tobacco, fermented deep in the mountains and forests, can be rolled by yourself. It's cylindrical, lit at one end and smoked at the other, and boasts the advantages of being economical, refreshing, and environmentally friendly!
He was certain that, given Logan's brain, which was slurred up by the liquid alloy, the only difference he could make from slapping it in the mouth was whether it made him "choke" or "choke even more."
With the right packaging, even rotten leaves can be packaged as a limited edition. This is a move that needs to be executed flawlessly!
The green train rattled and clattered as it sped northward.
The scenery outside the car window gradually changed from the lush southwestern mountains to the North China Plain, and the temperature also gradually dropped.
Inside the hard-seat carriage, the smell of instant noodles mingled with the smell of feet.
Sing Sing remained unaffected, sitting in his seat and pulling out a stack of pre-cut kraft paper.
He grabbed a handful of tobacco and skillfully rubbed and rolled it with both hands.
With a "sizzle," he stuck out his tongue and licked the edge of the parchment, sealing the edge with saliva in one smooth motion.
A "Guizhou Brand Cuba Cigar" with tobacco shavings at both ends is now complete.
To emphasize his prestige, he took out a red pen from his pocket and drew a crown pattern on a piece of kraft paper, adding the word "VIP" next to it.
The old man sitting opposite me looked shocked. "Young man, you've rolled up that firecracker really well! Where are you planning to go blast rocks?"
Sing Sing brought the "cigar" to his nose and took a deep breath. The spicy smell filled his nasal cavity, making him sneeze three times in a row.
"Sir, you don't understand. This is a high-end product that integrates cross-cultural exchange!"
He rubbed his nose, forcing a smile, "I'm giving this to a foreigner in Northeast China who scrubs bears' backs every day. One puff of this, and he'll forget his own name! It's the ultimate romance, exclusively for men!"
The old man leaned back tactically, his hand holding the thermos trembling.
Just take this kid's bragging!
They even gave the black bear a bath?
"What a terrible thing! If that foreigner were to slap this thing on you, he'd probably be reporting straight to his God. This is tantamount to murdering a relative, isn't the police going to do anything about it?"
"Sir, you're too kind! What I'm doing is targeted poverty alleviation; it's all well-intentioned, helping him completely rid himself of capitalist extravagance!"
Sing Sing stuffed a dozen or so handmade local specialties into his suitcase, yawned, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.
Imagining Logan coughing in the snow, looking utterly bewildered, with that Guizhou tobacco dangling from his lips, Sing Sing chuckled softly and drifted off to sleep.
On the other side, thousands of kilometers away in a northern port.
A cargo ship fully loaded with scrap metal is docked at the shore.
A few lazy crew members huddled on the deck, hunching their shoulders and smoking to keep warm.
A dark figure leaped down from the shadow of the shipping container.
He straightened his over two-meter-tall frame and took a deep breath of the cold air.
Dark yellow fingernails flicked out from the fingertips, scratching several grooves in the metal container next to them.
One of the crew members noticed the commotion. "Who's there...?"
Before the words were finished, a dark shadow flashed by.
The man didn't even have time to scream before collapsing to the ground, leaving three deep, bone-revealing bloodstains on his neck.
The other crew members were terrified and scattered in all directions.
The illegal immigrant didn't even look at the group of fleeing people, casually flicking the blood from his fingertips.
The miniature communicator inside the ear issues an instruction:
"Victor, X-09's signal has completely disappeared. According to the last traces captured by the satellite, all the escaped experimental subjects fled to China. Your mission is to find Weapon X. Bring him back, or remove his Adamantium skeleton and bring it back. Remember, don't cause international trouble; the official forces in this land are a real problem."
Victor grinned, revealing two sharp canine teeth.
"I can already smell the stench of that Beast... My good brother, he's right here in this land."
Victor raised his head, his vertical pupils gazing towards the deep mountains to the north.
He crouched low, crawled on all fours, and disappeared into the night.
One day later, at a small station.
Sing Sing dragged his suitcase out of the green train, a gust of cold wind mixed with icy shards slapped directly at his face.
"Holy crap! It's freezing!"
He let out a scream, his whole body arched as he clutched his thin white suit jacket, his teeth chattering.
After much difficulty, I finally got into the beat-up pickup truck that Director Zhao of the forest farm had arranged to pick me up. The vehicle bounced violently on the snow-covered dirt road.
The local forestry worker driving the car was wearing a military overcoat, a fur hat, and had a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
"Boss, you're dressed so lightly in the dead of winter, and you're irritable! Have you gotten used to the south and don't know how hot it is here?"
Sing Sing Chow stammered, "I... I've cultivated a protective divine skill, making me resistant to the cold!"
The fellow villager burst into laughter, exhaling a smoke ring. "Come on, look at you, frozen like a little lamb!"
"But let me tell you something, things have been really weird around Peach Mountain these past few days. The forest's been acting strangely; I reckon some kind of large, ferocious beast has gotten into it. Be careful when you go up the mountain to find that foreigner, don't run into anything unclean, or you'll never know what to do!"
Dozens of kilometers away, deep in the snowy mountains, Victor crouched beside the carcass of a wild boar, his scarlet tongue licking the warm blood from his fingernails.
Avoid provoking international disputes?
Official forces?
Joke.
He relished the pleasure of watching Logan wail in agony.
No matter who it is, if anyone dares to stand in the way of his reunion with his good brother, he will chew that person's bones to pieces and use them as an appetizer in this China hunt.