"Sir, do you want a newspaper?"

A half-sized man with a dirty cap and a huge leather satchel appeared in front of Lynch.

The boy looked about eleven or twelve years old. He looked at Lynch expectantly, and opened his satchel to reveal the newspaper inside.

These children are all under the management of various "massages", which are not newspaper headlines, but the managers of those newsboys.

By virtue of certain relationships or means or some other means, they firmly controlled the mobile newspaper selling market in certain areas, where only their own newsboys could sell newspapers, other people could not come in, and the newsstands were not among them.

Every morning they would gather outside the newspaper office to load up the trolley with the machine-heated newspapers, pull them back to their "base", distribute them to the half-aged children, and drive them out into the streets.

Every child will have a sales standard, the minimum level, if below this limit, they will be beaten, or starved, only after exceeding this standard, they can enjoy food, but there is no reward.

Welfare homes and some poor families have taken away the pay for their work, all they have to do is work as much as they can in exchange for a shelter from the wind and rain, and two meals of subsistence food.

Some people may think this is hell, but compared to those who live in a more desperate abyss, these children are like in heaven.

Lynch took out a dollar bill from his pocket and chose two newspapers. The newspapers published locally were 50 cents, and the newspapers published nationally were only one dollar.

The newsboy kept thanking Lynch for his patronage, and even took off his hat and bowed. For Lynch, two newspapers for a dollar might be an unavoidable part of life, but it was also the redemption the child most wanted every day.

The child was about to leave, but was called back by Lynch.

"Sir, is there anything else I can ask you to do?" the half-old child asked.

Children like him are often better adapted to this society than those who have good family conditions and are still in school. Looking at that little face that is still very immature but has been ripened by reality and full of smiles, Lynch was a little emotional.

This is the worst of times, but also the best of times.

He asked, "Want to make money?"

The child nodded immediately, "I dream of Mr., but I don't do anything illegal."

Where there is light, there will be darkness, and the brighter the darkness sets off the light, and on the contrary, the light will make the darkness darker.

Some people use children to sell newspapers, but some people use children to commit crimes. These are not top secret rumors. In the process of this booming society, everyone is blinded by wealth.

As long as there is money to be made, there will always be someone doing it, no matter what kind of work it is.

Lynch shook his head, "Do you have ninety-seven points?"

Although the newsboy hesitated, he quickly took out ninety-seven cents from his pocket. There was some change in his pocket. When he came out, the masthead was arranged to be placed in everyone's backpack.

This money does not belong to them, and the masthead will count them when they go back. If someone loses money or loses money, they will be starved or beaten at worst. This also makes children very sensitive to money.

Looking at the ninety-seven cents that the child took out—all of them coins, Lynch took out another dollar, put one dollar in the child's left hand, and took ninety-seven from his other hand. point.

"Sir, there's still three points left here, I'll find it for you now..." The newsboy thought that Lynch wanted to change the change. There are generally two types of tickets for urban traffic: ten points and twenty-five points, one for within five kilometers, and one for change. is five kilometers away.

Whether it's a bus or subway, they don't ask for change. If you give fifty cents, they will only give you two tickets instead of one and change.

This also makes many people more or less prepare some change on their bodies to avoid losses.

Lynch stopped the newsboy's movements and asked again, "Want to make money?"

The newsboy hadn't reacted yet, and it was the first time that he could take advantage of such an open and aboveboard, which made him a little uneasy.

The smile that gradually emerged on Lynch's face made the child seem to have seen the sun that had just risen. It was not dazzling, and the light was very gentle, but it could tear through the darkness and illuminate the entire sky!

"Do you have ninety-seven points?", he asked again.

After a brief moment of stunned, shocked and overwhelmed, the newsboy quickly took out the ninety-seven points in his bag and held it in his palm.

His face was flushed, and he could see that he was excited, nervous, anxious, and somewhat suspicious. He looked at Lynch with clear eyes and what the guy in front of him was going to do.

Lynch took out another dollar, put it in the newsboy's hand, and took the ninety-seven cents from his other hand. He asked with a half-smile, "Do you want to make money?"

At this time, the newsboy trembled with excitement. He nodded again and again to find out all the change that could make up ninety-seven cents, "It's all here, sir..."

Lynch counted the twelve dollars and put it in his hand, and put all the change in his pocket, "It seems that you only have so much."

The newsboy was a little excited. Although he only exchanged fourteen yuan in change from Lynch, his own income was already forty-two cents, nearly half of one dollar.

You must know that no matter how well he does his current job, he will not get even a penny, and the masthead will hand over the remuneration to the orphanage.

This newsboy is the child who grew up in the welfare home. In the words of the welfare home, they should do something for the welfare home. After all, the welfare home has raised them so much without asking for anything in return.

Generally speaking, as long as they are not adopted after the age of ten, the chances of being adopted later are very small. Except for some girls, they are adopted for other reasons and purposes.

However, the orphanage will not overdo it. When the children are over 14 years old, they can refuse to be adopted. At the same time, when they are over 16 years old, they must leave here and enter the society alone to survive.

In other words, boys over ten years old are basically "marginal people" in welfare institutions. It is difficult to earn adoption subsidies and adoption donations from these children, so they must go to work.

They have to work to compensate for the efforts of the orphanage to raise them over the years. As for whether it is right to do so, it doesn't matter, because no one cares about this. Everyone's eyes will only be on their own. Interested things.

How to integrate into the society as soon as possible after being kicked out of the orphanage and find a place to live is the most troublesome thing for these children at the moment.

If they can get some money before they leave, it doesn't take much, as long as they can survive for a short time, they have a chance to survive.

Lynch's change-changing act allowed the kid to discover a bright road, as he had asked before - do you want to make money?

And his own answer—dreams!

After collecting the money, the newsboy asked hesitantly, "Sir, will you be here tomorrow?"

Lynch nodded, "I'll be here until lunch, and if I'm not, I'll be there the next day!", he tapped his wrist with his fingers, "You still have enough time..."

These children who had begun to contact the society immediately understood what Lynch meant. About ten minutes later, a group of newsboys gathered around here, and people kept coming.