Chapter 535: Chapter 535: When Dad Becomes the Big Brother

"Hmm, no one’s answering."

Qin Yun seemed quite anxious and looked at Qin Guodong, saying, "I’m in a bit of a hurry, I have to leave soon, what do I do?"

After muttering a few words to himself, Qin Yun suddenly looked at Qin Guodong and said, "Could you sell me your phone? I’ll pay for it."

He took out two thousand yuan.

Hearing Qin Yun’s words, Qin Guodong was taken aback. Qin Yun wanted to buy his phone?

"Brother, I really have an urgent matter." Qin Yun stuffed two thousand yuan into Qin Guodong’s hands and was about to leave.

At this point, Qin Guodong also reacted and hurriedly said, "Little brother, a new phone doesn’t even cost two thousand yuan."

Seeing Qin Yun was in a hurry and had lost his phone, it was reasonable for him to want to buy his phone.

However, Qin Yun was offering too much.

As for Qin Yun possibly scamming him for a phone, Qin Guodong was experienced with money; just a touch, and he knew the money in his hands was real.

"The extra is just for some other expenses. I’ll need to trouble you to get a new SIM card and transfer the contacts again."

Qin Yun knew that his mother also had a phone, and all the numbers were stored there.

Not to mention, his father had a dedicated phone book with all the numbers written down.

Having said that, Qin Yun hurriedly left.

Qin Guodong wanted to catch up with him, but he couldn’t keep up, so he had no choice but to take the money back home.

He didn’t continue to busy himself with other things; instead, he went home.

"Why are you back? Didn’t you say you’d be back later?" Zhao Mei asked, seeing Qin Guodong return.

She was in the middle of cooking.

"Sigh, I met someone in the fields..." Qin Guodong recounted the incident.

Hearing his story, Zhao Mei looked surprised and said, "That person spent two thousand yuan to buy your old phone?"

She was a bit worried, "Wouldn’t that person have some other intent?"

"Impossible," Qin Guodong shook his head and said, "My phone can’t do anything other than making calls and sending messages. If he wanted to do something shady, he could buy it for a few hundred yuan, why spend two thousand?"

He didn’t believe it because he felt an inexplicable sense of affinity with Qin Yun.

...

While Qin Guodong and Zhao Mei were talking, Qin Yun returned to the taxi.

"Got it," he said, holding the phone with a slight smile.

Without an ID card, he couldn’t even register for a new phone number.

Of course, he could turn to those small vendors for one, but that would take time.

Qin Yun wasn’t keen on wasting time like that.

So, he thought of Qin Guodong and decided to use his phone number instead.

"Besides, I’m out of money now. I’ll need dad’s help to get some more." he thought to himself.

Considering ways to get money without an ID, Qin Yun could scrape by with small amounts.

But larger sums were out of reach.

Like previously, he had won five thousand yuan from a scratch card but needed an ID to claim it.

If five thousand was an issue, more would be impossible. He couldn’t always rely on Wang Xiaoya to claim it for him.

Once or twice was fine, but it wasn’t good to always rely on others.

Plus, you couldn’t get much even if you tried ten times.

Qin Yun didn’t know how long he’d stay in this place, but he estimated it would be at least a few months.

Without an ID, he needed more money on hand to do anything. He came up with a method.

That method was---lottery tickets!

Up until now, Qin Yun had bought lottery tickets twice, and didn’t really want to continue because it could attract unwanted attention.

But in this world, with no ID and not much money, buying lottery tickets could be the quickest way to get money.

And in this time and place, if Qin Yun bought a ticket and won big, leaving eventually wouldn’t affect anything.

Of course, without an ID, no one could know who he was, and he couldn’t claim the prize himself.

So he chose his father, Qin Guodong, for assistance.

Qin Yun knew his father too well. If he won the prize and asked Qin Guodong to claim it, Qin Guodong would never be tempted.

His father’s life credo was that only what he earned was his own, and only spent money brought comfort.

He would never use anything gained through improper means.

Of course, to get Qin Guodong to help claim the prize, Qin Yun needed to plan it out a bit.

The little act of buying a phone in the field created one coincidence, and Qin Yun planned to continue creating coincidences, leading to Qin Guodong claiming the prize for him.

"Little brother, all done?" the taxi driver asked with a smile as Qin Yun returned.

"Let’s go, drive me to Qingwu County," Qin Yun said directly.

Half an hour later, Qin Yun arrived in Qingwu County.

He handed some money to the driver and dismissed him.

Then he got into another car.

"Young man, where to?" the driver asked.

"Just drive, take me around every street in Qingwu County," Qin Yun instructed.

"Sure thing," replied the driver with a gleam in his eye; this was a good fare.

Subsequently, Qin Yun quietly roamed around Qingwu County.

After making a loop, Qin Yun pondered, "Is there none?"

Clearly, he was searching for the Exotic Fragment.

He had a sense that as long as the Exotic Fragment was within his perceptible range, it would cause a disturbance.

With this in mind, Qin Yun said, "Let’s go to Wu City!"

...

Throughout the night, Qin Yun roamed Wu City by car, visiting various places without sleeping a wink.

With his current physical condition, besides some fatigue, he felt nothing else.

By 6 AM the next day, he was back in Qingwu County, where he found his father in the distance, a smile playing on his lips.

Not far away was Qin Guodong, pushing a tricycle selling vegetables.

In 2010, the Qin Family Village’s market was quite sparse, leading many villagers to come sell vegetables in Qingwu County, taking about one and a half hours by tricycle, starting at 3 AM and arriving by 5 AM.

This was the best time for selling.

It seemed that Qin Guodong had nearly sold out his vegetables.

"Hey, brother!" Qin Yun called out, spotting his father and walking towards him.

In truth, he would have preferred to say "uncle," but Qin Guodong, in his thirties, didn’t seem much older than Qin Yun, so calling him uncle felt awkward.

"It’s you." Seeing Qin Yun, Qin Guodong smiled and walked over with his tricycle.

"Yes, thanks a million for the phone yesterday, otherwise, my matters would have been delayed," Qin Yun expressed his gratitude.