I'm an immortal worker in another world

"What a black mouse gang, let me meet you again today, what the hell are you doing in broad daylight?"

Wu Zhai repeated his old trick and appeared suddenly to scare them, but this time it didn't have much of a deterrent effect. When the bald man saw her, he immediately got up and beckoned his younger brother to hurry forward. The man plopped on his knees, and his movements were so quick that Wu Zhai was stunned.

"Grandma, it's good to see you again, the brothers who were so kind and virtuous back then have been thinking about it all the time." The bald man bowed three times in a row, and the younger brothers also kowtowed.

"What kindness and virtue? Get up quickly!" Wu Zhai frowned displeased.

"It's because you saved me. It's only been a week, have you forgotten?" the bald man said anxiously.

Wu Zhai sighed helplessly. Of course, she would not forget the crisis of almost revealing her secrets. For these hooligans who are not good at martial arts, it is naturally a big deal.

"Get up, get up, it's a trivial matter, don't worry about it, I'm here this time to ask you a few things."

The bald man's face blossomed with joy, he stood beside Wu Zhai attentively, and said, "Grandma, we are preparing to eat, why don't you do me a favor, let's talk while eating."

Wu Zhai thought to himself, since he had to find a place to eat at noon anyway, he might as well make do with it here. Before he could walk over, the gangsters took out a dirty cushion and spread an old newspaper on it. The VIP seat of the Black Rat Gang.

Looking at this person carefully, Wu Zhai felt a little remorseful. He ridiculed them that day that they had no flesh in their chests. I sat down gratefully and looked around. There was not even a solid place to sleep in this place, and a corner of the bedding was faintly exposed at the opening of the hollow cement pipe.

At this time, the thin man held an iron lid of a can with greasy oysters on it, and presented it respectfully in front of Wu Zhai, and the bald man immediately said: "Grandma, you can try it if you don't mind, we don't have anything else good to entertain you." .”

The word "Grandma" sounds awkward, although it is a respectful title, Wu Zhai thinks it is too exaggerated. Thinking about it carefully, I don't know how old I am, but the mana in my body has thousands of years, so it is not too much to call grandma.

"Tsk, forget it, you can call me eldest sister from now on."

"Yes, big sister!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Wu Zhai didn't bother to talk to them, he was holding a hot oyster in his hand, and was about to slip it into his mouth, but when he saw the minions licking their lips and casting envious and longing eyes at her, Wu Zhai immediately stopped and looked around the crowd , put the oysters on the stove again, and said: "I don't like seafood, you can eat it."

To be honest, seeing these poor guys and the stale rotten fish and rotten shrimps baked on the stove, Wu Zhai couldn't bear it. He said a few polite words to several people, and the young people surrounded She sat down and enjoyed her lunch happily.

"Do you usually eat these?" Wu Zhai asked gently.

The bald man wiped his mouth and said with an earnest smile: "It's not bad. Every day, the big guys get up early and go to the fishery wharf to pick up some things that others don't want. Sometimes they can come across good ones. Today's oysters are quite fat. .”

"Don't you have any work?"

The skinny man rushed ahead of the bald man and said, "Yes, if you pick up something that others don't want, it will be more troublesome to find a buyer. After all, no one wants scrap copper and iron, and the price is not high."

"That's right, our brothers depend on this for a living, and occasionally we can make some money in the casino, but we spend it all later. Every day is like a day." The bald man sighed helplessly.

During the chatter, I learned that these people were all orphans who grew up in the nursery hall on the other side of the river. When they saw the age of adults, the nursery hall was also demolished. They had no means of livelihood and had to pick up trash along the surrounding area. There happened to be an unattended yard, so I settled here.

Wu Zhai realized that he had gotten to know them a lot, so he asked, "Then do you know the owner of a fishball noodle shop on De Ruixi Street, called Uncle Yu?"

Several people looked at each other, obviously they didn't know each other, only the skinny one who was smarter thought for a moment and said, "I remembered, he is Xiao Mao'er's master! I've only heard Xiao Mao'er mention it, but I've never seen this person before."

"Do you know Xiaomaoer?!" Wu Zhai asked in surprise, suddenly got a clue, couldn't hold back his emotions, and his voice became higher.

The bald man replied: "Of course I know him. He played with us since we were young. He is the neighbor next door to the Yogyakarta."

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know... Unlike us, he has a mother, and he will follow her wherever she goes." The bald man lowered his eyes, with indescribable sadness and envy.

The clever thin man suddenly slapped his shriveled chest and shouted: "Sister, you don't know that I am a well-known inquirer in this area, you just wait for the news, I will find it for you in a few days." people!"