Xu Yin saw that his thin arms were holding a stack of today's newspapers.

 It’s almost midnight and you’re still selling today’s newspapers?

“It rained heavily this morning and I couldn’t go out to sell newspapers, so business is not very good today.”

 The little boy seemed to see the confusion in Xu Yin's eyes, and explained with a shy smile.

 “But it’s so late, is there anyone still buying newspapers on the street?”

"There's nothing we can do about it." The little boy scratched his head. "If you can't sell these newspapers, you won't get the money, and you won't be able to get tomorrow's newspaper selling card, so you won't make any money tomorrow..."

 Xu Yin took the newspaper in his hand.

"Sir, do you want to buy it? Two cents a piece." The little boy happily picked a newspaper for her that was sandwiched in the middle and not stained by water.

 Xu Yin shook her head: "No, I want them all."

“Ah? You, you want them all? But there are so many!”

"It doesn't matter. I have a lot of family members. It's good to take one back and give each person one copy. It will teach everyone how to read. Count how many copies there are in total."

  The little boy grinned: "No need to count, I'm remembering it! I received 100 copies today, and have sold a total of 65 copies since this afternoon, with 35 copies left."

 “Not bad! I learned arithmetic very well!”

 “Hey! It was the elder brother next door who taught me. He went to a private school when he was a child.”

Xu Yin took out her money bag, counted seven 10-cent silver coins and gave them to him, and asked him his name.

 “Sir, my name is Da Mao.”

“…You don’t have a younger brother named Sanmao, do you?”

“My brother’s name is Xiaomao, and I have two younger sisters, the eldest sister is Xiaohua, and the second sister is Xiaocao.”

“Then if you go back so late, won’t your family be worried?”

"My mother will be worried, but I'm too young and no one wants me to carry goods at the dock." Da Mao said, squinting and smiling again, feeling that today was really his lucky day, "It's really great to meet Mr.! Mr. You are such a good person, you will definitely be rewarded!"

Xu Yin burst out laughing, remembering that the system warehouse seemed to have stocked a lot of specialty steamed buns bought from various places, both meat and vegetable. Considering that his family's conditions were not very good, he took out two meat buns and two vegetable buns and wrapped them in oil paper. Li stuffed it into Da Mao's arms: "Since you call me a good person, I will do my best to give you a few buns to try."

"ah!"

Da Mao touched the heat of the oil paper bag and let out a low cry. Then he looked around alertly to make sure no one was passing by, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Yin was happy: "No one saw it, don't worry! Go back quickly!"

Da Mao walked a few steps, looking back three times, and suddenly stopped and asked: "Sir, it's so late, why don't you go home?"

 “Me, I’m looking for someone.”

 “Who are you looking for? Your relatives?”

"Yeah. I'm looking for...my sister. Our brother and sister came to Haicheng to visit relatives. But as soon as we got off the pier, someone snatched our luggage. My sister's and my identity certificates were inside, so I went after her, but I couldn't get my luggage back. He also got separated from his sister."

"Then what should I do? I can get my ID card replaced, but what should I do if my sister is lost!" Da Mao became anxious for her, and then his eyes lit up, "Missing person notice! Yes! Post missing person notices at the docks and stations. Last time I've seen others do this. Sir, what's your sister's name? What does she look like? Do you have a portrait of her? Let me help you look for it. I know a lot of friends in this area. I can mobilize everyone to look for her together. Know all the roads.”

　　　…”

This child is also very sincere.

Xu Yin had no choice but to say: "There is no portrait. But don't worry, I will find her. But you said I can replace my identity certificate if I lose it? How to replace it?"

“You can just go to the police station and explain the reason and you can get it reissued, but you have to pay. If you don’t pay, we won’t do it.” Damao thought about it carefully, “It seems like it would cost two oceans! It’s too expensive!”

Xu Yin was thoughtful, and then ended the conversation: "Okay, I understand, you should go back quickly! Don't worry about your family."

Da Mao held the oil paper bag in his arms, bowed deeply to her, and thanked her: "Thank you, sir! You are so kind, you will definitely be able to find my lost sister!"

Xu Yin watched him leave and then went to the patrol room.

 In the early Republic of China, Haicheng people used to call the police station the police station. She had seen the signboard when she was wandering around, so she found this place easily.

In the patrol room late at night, there was only one young policeman on duty, who was dozing with his cheek in his hands. Xu Yin didn't see him wake up for a long time after entering.

 She twitched the corner of her mouth and patted the table lightly.

"arrive!"

The young policeman must have developed a conditioned reflex. Every time someone knocked on the table, his superior would come to check. Before he even opened his eyes, he jumped up, stood upright, and saluted.

 After a series of actions, he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw it was a strange man, he was so angry that he yelled: "Where did you come from? You're scaring me!"

Xu Yin calmly placed two pieces of money on the table: "Apply for a new ID card."

　　　…”

When the young police officer saw the business coming to his door, his attitude softened a lot, but he still said with a proud face: "How can you come to make up for it late at night! It can't be done."

"I was looking for my sister during the day." Xu Yin acted out the story she made up again, "So I'm sorry to bother you, sir, it's convenient."

 She gave the young police officer a piece of ocean.

The young police officer put it into his pocket as if nothing had happened, cleared his throat and said, "Okay, just register the information. I'll be more troublesome during the day tomorrow and run errands and stamp it for you. You can pick it up tomorrow night." !”

 “Thank you very much!”

Xu Yin filled out an information registration with a calligraphy pen.

 Seriously, what’s the use of this kind of registration in her opinion? You can totally make it up.

Name: Xu Jinjin

Well, we need to improve our thinking!

Sex: Male.

 Original household registration: Jingcheng.

She made up Nancheng and Guangcheng and no one would check it.

 Reason for coming to Haicheng: to visit relatives.

Which family are you looking for?

 Cousin from mother’s side of the family.

I only know my name, but I don’t know where I live. The letters from home that can prove the relationship were lost with my luggage. Haicheng is so big that there are not many people with the same name and surname. Where can I find this relative?

 After filling it out blindly, Xu Yin came out.

I bought an extra piece of gold, and my attitude improved a lot. I made an appointment to pick it up at about this time tomorrow. The other party touched his pocket and went back to take a nap.

Xu Yin touched his pocket and found that the official account of Yaoshi'an was missing three yuan. He had to find a way to make up for it as soon as possible.

 What can I do to make a living?

She looked around at the shop signs around the patrol room. Here were teahouses, banks, and photo studios, and over there were groceries, restaurants, and Western medicine pharmacies.

"Pharmacy?"

Xu Yin thought about it in her mind:

 At this time, the most lacking thing on the market should be Western medicine, right?

Although Western medicine rose and Chinese medicine was suppressed after the late Qing Dynasty, the supply of Western medicine has always exceeded demand.

 Don’t look at the many Western pharmacies on the street, which claim to sell imported Western medicines, but in fact most of them are fake.

 Firstly, fake products are highly profitable; secondly, genuine products are unavailable.

There is no way. At this time, the scale of domestic Western medicine factories is relatively small, and they have just converted from traditional Chinese medicine production lines. They are not yet capable of producing pure Western medicines and injections. Western medicines with significant effects are all imported, and the quantity is extremely limited.

correct! Penicillin should not be available at this time, right?

 Xu Yin had a direction in her heart. (End of chapter)