Chapter 1031 I'm Going to China

Ibrahimovic is a kind man, he opened a cheap fast food in the street. You can have a meal here for only two thousand Lebanese pounds (about ten yuan).

But don't think about how good it is to eat. Since Lebanon had a military conflict with Israel and an internal war broke out after the ceasefire, the country's economy has gone from bad to worse, especially since the war destroyed a lot of arable land. Currently, Lebanon's self-produced food can only supply 25 percent of domestic demand.

So in this cheap restaurant, two thousand pounds can only eat two burritos with some Middle Eastern stew, and basically no meat.

But even so, this is still the best store on this street. Because it is cheap enough, the price here is what the people in the slums can afford.

If Jen sells enough of his bottles and saves money, he'll come here for a decent meal, too. But that was rare, and it was difficult for him to earn two thousand pounds a day by picking up bottles.

Unless you go to a rich area to steal, even stealing some scrap steel is worth more than picking up bottles. But that is very dangerous, because the rich area is controlled by the government army, there are also a large number of police and army, as well as peacekeeping forces.

Moreover, the theft business in the rich area was almost monopolized by the members of the Salvation Society. If he went to a rich area to steal, then even if he escaped the police, he might not be able to escape the interrogation of those members of the Salvation Society after returning to the poor area.

Besides, the tall barbed wire is not something you can browse by yourself.

Jen cried for a long time, was sad for a long time, he was tired.

No matter how sad and sad, how resentful he feels for what happened to his family, but he still wants to live. Because only by surviving can he have a chance to rescue his sister. Even if that hope is slim.

After not eating for a day, he staggered to the door of Ibrahimovic's house. Ibrahimovic was not a believer, but he was kinder than many believers. Because he is at least willing to provide boiled clean water to the homeless.

In the slums, the highest death rate is gastrointestinal diseases, and the causes of gastrointestinal diseases are irregular diet and unclean drinking water.

Ibrahimovic who can provide clean drinking water is already a great kind person.

Jen is very hungry, but it's meal time, and he can't get close to Ibrahimovic's shop. Because I just fell into the sewage, my body smelled.

No one likes to smell that sour while eating. It wasn't until the meal was over and there were fewer people eating that Zhan En slowly approached the restaurant.

In fact, Ibrahimovic had seen Zhan En a long time ago, he frowned slightly, and then said to Ibrahimovic at the door of the store: "Didn't make any money today?"

"Yeah." Jen nodded.

Ibrahimovic glanced at the guests in the restaurant, and he said to Ibrahimovic, "Go to the back."

The so-called go to the back is to let Zhan En go to the back door of the restaurant, which is a fellow in a narrow alley. This is the back door of the street store for throwing out the garbage, and it smells very bad.

As soon as Jen came to the back door of the restaurant, he saw Ibrahimovic connecting a water pipe from the back kitchen.

"Stand still." Ibrahimovic with a big beard didn't say much nonsense, and Jen En obeyed his orders obediently.

Ibrahimovic picked up the water hose and sprayed water on Jann, washing away the disgusting stains on his body. This method of washing is very violent, just like prison guards washing the bodies of prisoners in prisons.

But Zhan En didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction. Because at least people are still willing to wash his body, instead of running to the river to bathe himself.

This violence lasted for about three minutes, and Ibrahimovic stopped when Jen was almost shaking from the cold. He threw a plastic bag to Jann.

"Your clothes are too worn out. You are wearing these old clothes."

In the plastic bag are some clothes that have been around for a long time, and a blue shirt has faded to white.

But although the clothes are old, they are at least clean. It's just a bit big, and it doesn't fit well for Zhan En to pass it on.

"Didn't pick up any bottles today?"

"I found it, there are more than two hundred."

"Where's the bottle?"

"Snatched by the Salvationists."

Hearing this, Ibrahimovic was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "You wait here." After that, he turned and went into the back kitchen, and asked Zhan En to wait at the back door.

After a while, he came out with a rice bowl in his hand. There are three cakes and a small spoonful of stew in the rice bowl.

"This... this is not appropriate, Mr. Ibrahimovic. I have no money..."

"So you can only stand here to eat, you can't go to the front hall." Ibrahimovic frowned: "After eating, help me clean up the back kitchen, throw away all the garbage, and wash all the dishes and chopsticks."

After saying this, Ibrahimovic pushed the rice bowl into Zhan En's hand, and left without looking back. He also needs to greet guests in the lobby.

Zhan En stood in the narrow back alley, looking at the plate of food in his hand under the dim streetlight. For some reason, his tears fell down.

"Don't cry! Don't cry!"

Zhan En scolded himself in a low voice: "You are a wimp, don't cry!"

The pattering tears gradually faded away.

"From today until my sister is rescued, don't cry! Don't cry!" Zhan En scolded himself, then rolled up his sleeves to wipe away the tears in his eyes.

He lowered his head and devoured the food Ibrahimovic sent.

Three pieces of cake and a spoonful of stew, he ate very quickly. He was too hungry because he hadn't eaten all day. Even after eating three cakes, he didn't feel full. But he can no longer ask Ibrahimovic, because Ibrahimovic is also in business, and the small shop can't make much money.

After eating, wipe away tears. Jen walked into the back kitchen.

Just work, nothing more. Twelve years old can already do it.

Jen is busy in the back kitchen.

Ibrahimovic's small shop is already very small, and there are no employees at all. He does things alone, inside and out. Originally, he had to slowly wash the dishes and tableware in the back kitchen when the shop was closed at night.

But today Zhan En is here and can help him. Jen is very diligent, and he does all the work he can do. I even mopped the floor with a mop when there were few customers.

It wasn't until 8:30 in the evening that Ibrahimovic brought a glass of water to Zhan En to let him take a rest when he saw that there were no guests.

In the lobby of the small shop, the bearded Ibrahimovic and the skinny Zhan En looked at each other silently. Ibrahimovic is not good at chatting, so he turned on the TV hanging on the wall and tuned to an Arab TV station.

He didn't want to see anything, but just wanted to make some noise and make this quiet atmosphere more comfortable.

Zhang Tong's live broadcast is being broadcast on the TV station, and they have added Arabic subtitles in addition to English subtitles.

The two watched TV again, but Ibrahimovic lost his mind after watching it.

He asked, "Jane, what are your plans for the future?"

"I?"

"Yes, you are still young. You can't pick up bottles for the rest of your life. Otherwise, you can find a shop as an apprentice."

"But now everyone's business is not good. They are not recruiting people."

What Zhan En said was the truth, Ibrahimovic's small shop couldn't afford an apprentice.

"Then what do you think?" Ibrahimovic looked at Zhan En: "Continue picking up bottles? Now the tentacles of the Salvation Society have reached us. If you don't ask for protection money, you can't even sell waste products. But if you sell If you pay protection fees for waste products, you may not even be able to afford food."

After saying this, Ibrahimovic opened a bottle of beer depressedly, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhan En watched the TV and thought: "Uncle Ibrahimovic, you said why we live so hard. You are a good person, my parents are good people, and my sister is also a good person. But why are we working so hard?"

Ibrahimovic looked at the people with numb faces coming and going on the street, and he said helplessly: "A good man cannot protect himself without weapons and power. He must have the power to protect himself. But with power Afterwards, people will become bad, just like those people from the Salvation Society. Many of them used to be poor. But after the awakening of their abilities, they beat us even harder than the anti-government forces."

"So, we good people must have strength?" Jann turned his head and looked at Ibrahimovic.

Ibrahimovic nodded: "Yes, only good people have the strength to protect themselves and everyone."

"Then I know what I should do." Zhan En's tone was a little trembling: "Uncle Ibrahimovic, can you give me some dry food? I can work part-time."

"Huh? What do you want to do?" Ibrahimovic looked at Zhan En suspiciously.

Zhan En stood up, pointed to the news on TV and said, "I'm going to China to find the power to protect us! The power to save my sister!"

Ibrahimovic turned to look at the TV. On the TV, Zhang Tong and Li Lianlong were introducing the school of practitioners they will open in the hive.

"As long as you work hard here, everyone can cultivate and gain strength not weaker than those who have awakened supernatural powers." Zhang Tong on TV smiled and was amiable.

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