Chapter 4

After four hours' rest, after getting up at the start of the next day, Jin Xiantai began to wash and wash his daughter's face, change clothes and make milk powder for diapers.

After everything was done, it was 7:30 in the morning.

Jin Xiantai, as usual, carried his daughter on his baby's harness and began to go out. He mounted his second-hand bicycle and went to the car wash.

On the streets of the community in the early morning, the sun shines through the shade of the trees. It is refreshing with the smell of humidity, which can make people feel extremely comfortable.

At this time, those gangsters and Orioles who had been wandering on the street in the middle of the night were all gone. Obviously, these people had gone back to rest. After all, they were not robots.

Jin Xiantai likes this time most, because he can enjoy the comfortable morning without seeing those annoying gangsters.

Last night, Jin Xiantai had already sent dozens of e-mail contributions, and the next thing he needed to do was to wait patiently. He could do nothing else.

However, Jin Xian is not worried that the novel will not be read.

Because it's just a joke. It's impossible.

The novel song of ice and fire has sold tens of millions of copies in the past life. This is only the English version, not counting the sales of other versions.

Well, in this huge population base space-time, it is obviously impossible to sell too bad.

In particular, the quality of this novel is guaranteed because it is pirated. Jin Xiantai doesn't believe that the editors of those publishing houses are blind and can't tell the good from the bad.

Therefore, Jin Xiantai did not worry about it at all.

As usual, he locked his bicycle in the basketball court tens of meters away from the car wash, and Jin Xiantai walked to the car wash with his daughter on his back.

Punch in, change clothes, get tools, and then it's busy time.

There is no free time to work here. I have to start working as soon as I go to work in the morning. Because a lot of cars haven't been washed last night, Jin Xiantai and the old men who have already arrived have to start working after finishing the card.

There is absolutely no leisure work under the capitalist social system, which is totally different from that in China.

Here, you take the boss's salary of 10 yuan, at least you have to work for the boss with 100 yuan salary. Only in this way can the boss continue to invite you, which is very realistic.

Daiwan's third-generation garage owner has already entered the office, but compared with the car washer outside, he is much more free.

After all, it's the boss. How can you be the same as a car washer.

Jin Xiantai doesn't pay much attention to the boss who is full of Daiwan accent, and he doesn't know much about it. He is just a working man, and people don't want to have too much intersection with people like him.

Therefore, in addition to the daily salary when he will say a few words, Jin Xiantai usually will not have words with him.

And that small boss, also won't be too interested in Jin Xiantai's such a part-time job.

At the beginning, Jin Xiantai was able to find the job, which was related to his serious status. It was also thanks to the alien primary school student who caused the accident, who got him a serious American identity card and social welfare number, which saved him from worries.

Otherwise, even if Jin Xiantai wants to be a gangster, it will not be so easy.

Within an hour, Jin Xiantai had already washed five cars. The time had come to 9:00 in the morning. At this time, the number of cars that came to the car wash began to increase and even began to queue up.

Seeing such a situation, Jin Xiantai knew that he would have to wash for eight hours.

He looked at the faces of those old ink painters around him. The basic content of the expression on his face was the same as that of himself. We didn't have much hope for today.

Who doesn't want to have a free time? After all, everyone is human.

"Hey! Asian boy, my son set up a taco stand nearby today. How about going to hold it up for lunch? My son's craftsmanship is very good. I'm sure it will satisfy you. "

At this time, in another car wash stand, a middle-aged man with a water gun washing a black BMW car or two sent out an invitation to Jin Xiantai.

Jin Xiantai's staff kept working and looked up at the past.

This middle-aged old Mo with a Mexican straw hat, jeans, plaid shirt and leather boots is looking at him with hope.

Jin Xiantai knows the middle-aged man. Although he is not very familiar with the middle-aged Mo, he still knows that the middle-aged Mo is called "diaogor".

This middle-aged man is a black family. He belongs to Mexicans who come to the United States to earn money. There are many people like him in Los Angeles. There is no way for the American authorities to turn a blind eye to them. After all, there are a lot of low wage jobs in the United States that need to be done, and these Mexican black workers can just fill these positions Bit.His salary is lower than that of Jin Xiantai, which is only $4 an hour, but even so, he still insists on working in the car wash.

"OK, I'll be there at noon."

Anyway, where to eat lunch is to eat, Jin Xiantai will not give this small face, take back his mind, Jin Xiantai responded.

After receiving Jin Xiantai's response, diagor's rough face bloomed with a smile and said to Jin Xiantai: "don't worry, my son's craftsmanship is very good and won't let you down."

In this regard, Jin Xiantai in the bottom of his heart can not say yes.

Anyway, he had nothing to do. Jin Xiantai chatted with diagore by the way to kill the time. Of course, when they chatted, their work didn't stop at all.

"Can you make money by setting up a stall here? I hear it's the South Carolina territory. "

As soon as Jin Xiantai opened his mouth, he asked the most important point. In this small business controlled by Mexican criminals, he had to pay a lot of protection fees, so could his son make money?

Jin Xiantai is curious about this.

Diagor had already finished flushing the car, and began to take up a dry towel to wipe the water stains. After hearing the speech, he replied, "the profit should be half for them, but there is no snack stand in this place, so making money should not be a problem."

Obviously, he is confident that his son will make money.

When responding to Jin Xiantai, the middle-aged old Mo's face is full of happiness, which makes Jin Xiantai envious.

Once upon a time, his face also had such a happy smile, but since his wife died, it seems that he has never had such a smile.

As time passed by in a hurry, it was soon time to have a lunch break in his busy life. Jin Xiantai handed over his work. Under the leadership of the middle-aged old Mo, he went to his son's tortilla stand and bought two rolls.

Wheelbarrow style pancake stalls are very common in this part of the United States, and most people who buy snacks on the street use this way to do business.

The street snack vendors who can own that kind of dining car basically belong to the "fighter plane" among the hawkers, which can be regarded as a status. Most of the vendors don't have the capital to buy fast food trucks, so many of them do business with such carts.

After eating the pancakes, Jin Xiantai went back to the car wash, used the rest of the time to change diapers for her daughter, and washed a bottle of milk to feed her daughter.

"I can't believe that in this time and space America, there is no such junk food as hamburgers. Instead, Mexican tortillas and American Rural hot dogs monopolize the fast food industry. "

while feeding her daughter, Jin Xiantai thought about this funny thing.

Yes, different from the original time and space earth, this is not the world of hamburgers. Instead, it is the Mexican tortilla series and the local hot dogs of the United States monopolizing the fast food industry in the United States, which makes Jin Xiantai cry and laugh.

I don't know what's going on. Americans in this time and space like to eat tortillas and hot dogs one by one, which leads to the fact that they monopolize the fast food industry.

Unfortunately, whether it's tortillas or American hot dogs, it's junk food for Kim.

It's not like a junk burger.

Anyway, the thought of it made Jin Xiantai feel tangled and funny.

This afternoon, the whole car wash went to the snack stand of Diago's son to eat pancakes. His father also brought him a lot of business and made his first day of business a success.

However, the pancake made by Diago's son is really good. At least Jin Xiantai thinks that he will not worry about business in the future.

What's more, his pancakes are also very cheap, 1.99 yuan a share. There are meat, pickled cucumber slices and chopped cabbage. The weight is enough. For such street fast food, it really has a strong attraction to attract customers.

After half an hour's rest, after lunch, Jin Xiantai and everyone continued to work monotonously until 16 o'clock.

Jin Xiantai went to Daiwan three generations of small boss to get today's salary, and then left the car wash with his daughter.

For such a job, such a life, even if Jin Xiantai is not willing to do so, he still has to stick to it. Before his novel has finished publishing matters and can be used to make money to bring about economic changes, he has no other choice.

I can only rely on this job, as well as the restaurant washing dishes in the evening. The salary from these two jobs ensures that I and my daughter are well fed.

Back home, as usual, first change the diaper for her daughter, and then prepare dinner for myself.

But today, he has one more thing to do, that is, turn on the computer and check whether there is email feedback.

Unfortunately, after reading his email address, Jin Xiantai was very disappointed, because his mailbox was empty, and there was no email.

However, he did not lose heart. After all, the manuscript he submitted in the middle of the night yesterday was obviously impossible for those publishing houses to respond to their own quickly. How could it take a while to complete it.After closing his email, Jin Xiantai went on to work on his dinner.

At this moment, Jin Xiantai is not clear. Half a year ago, in order to make a living, one of the sperm will be used.

In Beverly Hills, a luxurious private clinic office, a woman in her twenties and seventies, with long silky blonde hair and a long black dress, looks a little cold and proud, but she has a delicate and beautiful face. She is holding a document provided by the sperm clinic Check the contents carefully.

The clinic is dedicated to the wealthy at Beverly Hills. It offers a wide range of health care services, including services such as artificial insemination for some women with special needs.

And the woman who is looking at the documents happened to need this kind of service and was willing to pay a high price.

"Miss Annie, the sperm provider has answered 100% of the answer sheet you left and provided, and we have checked all his physical conditions and found that they all agree with your requirements. "Sitting opposite the woman, a middle-aged man in a white coat and a pair of gold rimmed glasses told her.

The woman blinked her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled. Her blue eyes showed a tangled look. At the same time, she pointed to a piece of content in the document on her hand and said in a clear voice, "but is he too young?"

The middle-aged man in the white coat leans forward slightly, looks at the message of the woman's finger, and then says, "sixteen is a little younger, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, you just need a child, and this boy is the only one who has answered the questions you provided. If you are not satisfied..." The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders, the meaning of which is self-evident.

"Miss Annie, the other party is younger, but it can also be guaranteed that such a young man will not cause trouble in the future, will not it? I think it will be a good thing for you."

The woman's blue eyes twinkled for a moment, apparently moved by the other side's words.

"Good! We will not have trouble signing an agreement in the future The woman finally made up her mind, but she also offered a small condition.

The middle-aged man stood up, held out his hand to the beautiful woman named Annie and said, "there is no problem at all."

Later, the two sides signed a safeguard agreement. The woman successfully used the sperm donated by Jin Xiantai, and the middle-aged doctor also got a huge benefit.

But this woman named Annie didn't know that the sperm she got came from a man who had been influenced by mysterious energy through the tunnel of time and space. Moreover, these sperm will have a great influence on her own future, so that Well, maybe this is fate

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