Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

Chapter 822: Singing in Chinatown

Chen Changan and his group of four walked on the streets of New York. Li Chenglin and the other two had never seen so many foreigners in their lives. They kept looking around along the way.

There are many homeless people on the streets, but there are even more people performing on the streets.

The United States is now experiencing an economic crisis and the unemployment rate remains high. Many people have no choice but to take to the streets and start performing in the hope of earning some income.

Chen Changan wanted to find some way to make money, but unfortunately he didn't meet any good ones along the way.

Then he saw a big sign not far away. After seeing the words written on it, Chen Changan realized that they had walked into Chinatown.

Chen Changan took three people and walked directly into Chinatown.

"Director, this is the United States, how can there be a place like this?"

Looking at the familiar Chinese characters on both sides of the road, Li Chenglin was a little confused for a moment.

"It's normal. The United States is a country of immigrants. As long as you meet certain conditions, you can apply to become an American.

After these people came to the United States, they found that many of their fellow countrymen were bullied by the locals.

These people then like to form groups to resist bullying from other groups.

Gradually, many communities formed by people from the same area. The Chinatown in front of us was established by Chinese who came to the United States. "

Chen Changan could clearly feel that Li Chenglin and the other two relaxed a lot after they walked into Chinatown.

Chen Changan said to Li Chenglin.

"They can relax. You can notice that many Chinese here are of Chinese descent and speak fluent Chinese, but they are real Americans.

For Chinese people like us who have just arrived in the United States, relying on the title of "fellow countryman" may make us the target of fraud. In the industry, it is called "killing the familiar."

Li Chenglin looked unhappy.

"As Chinese, shouldn't we unite and fight against foreigners overseas? Why are we killing our own people?"

“Do you think this is China? Chinese people don’t cheat Chinese people?

I've already said that I'm an American. My ancestors have been Americans for generations.

Of course, there are some people who are kind by nature, but once there are more of them, there will be all kinds of people.”

Li Chenglin nodded, and then stopped talking, but there was a lot of vigilance in his eyes.

As Chen Changan and his three companions went deeper and deeper into Chinatown, many people performing on the street attracted Chen Changan's attention.

These people sang Chinese songs, attracting a lot of people to watch and give them tips.

Chen Changan suddenly had an idea and walked up to a man who was carrying a guitar but had few spectators around him.

"Brother, here's two hundred dollars. Can you lend me your guitar?"

The other party looked at Chen Changan in a daze. It would take him several days to earn back two hundred dollars. No matter what, he had to get the money first.

Then the other party handed the guitar to Chen Changan without saying a word, and then took the money.

Chen Changan didn't care about Li Chenglin and the others who were confused by the situation. He simply tuned the guitar and started the show.

“Clouds from my hometown are floating across the sky.

It keeps calling to me.

When the breeze blows gently around you.

There is a voice calling to me."

Chen Changan's few lines of singing did not cause any waves, as there were many people singing on the streets.

Everyone has their own things to do, and if the song is not particularly touching, few people will stop to listen.

"Come back, come back.

A wanderer who travels the world. "

As Chen Changan began to sing, many people understood what the song was about just by listening to one sentence.

As Chen Changan continued to sing, more and more people stopped to watch.

"The clouds and wind of my hometown heal my wounds."

As Chen Changan finished his singing, he was already surrounded by people.

When they saw Chen Changan finished singing, they all applauded excitedly.

"do it again."

"Sing it again."

Li Chenglin stood aside, looking proud. Director Chen was still the same Director Chen, who could always be the focus of the crowd no matter where he was.

"Li Chenglin, and the two of you. Don't be embarrassed. Take the cash box of the young man from before and walk around the crowd twice.

Today, our meal money and the two hundred dollars I need to rent a guitar are all dependent on you."

The other two second-generations were a little embarrassed. Isn't this just singing for money? Their family status is not low, and doing such a thing in a foreign country feels a bit cheap.

Li Chenglin's eyes lit up. Didn't he follow Chen Changan out today just to find a way to make some money? Looking at the expressions of the people around him, he knew that he must have made a lot of money today.

Losing face? Who in this Chinatown knows Li Chenglin? He may not have the chance to come again in this lifetime.

Wouldn't it be nice to buy delicious food for your children after earning money? Wouldn't it be a reward for yourself to buy a beautiful dress for your wife?

So Li Chenglin picked up the box and walked around the crowd.

Seeing that many people gave money, Chen Changan smiled and said.

"Everyone, please listen to my second song. The sky is as vast as the sea."

As the sound of the guitar rang out, Li Chenglin also turned around and came back.

Seeing that the scene had become quiet, he had no time to listen to Chen Changan's second song, but hid in a corner counting money.

“Today I watched the snow drift by in the cold night.

Drifting far away with a cooled heart. "

In the Chinatown of the United States, most people speak Cantonese. And this Cantonese song can resonate with them even more.

While Chen Changan was singing with all his might, Li Chenglin was sitting in the corner with a happy look on his face.

"Thirteen thousand, three hundred and five thousand, fourteen thousand..."

As expected, it was Director Chen again. He earned nearly two thousand dollars just by singing an unknown song.

The second song was still being sung at this time, although Li Chenglin didn't understand Cantonese.

But looking at the expressions of the people around, you can tell that this song is more popular than the previous one.

The previous song made two thousand dollars, so shouldn’t this song make three thousand dollars?

What if Director Chen sings here for a whole day? Oh my God. He will become rich. "

The two people standing by looked at the money in Li Chenglin's hand and their eyes turned red.

Two thousand dollars, if we split it equally among four people, that would be five hundred dollars per person.

Add the money I have on hand, and it’s enough to buy a good watch.

I just passed by a watch shop in Chinatown. The watches inside were so eye-catching.

Director Chen only needs to sing three songs here, and the watch will be in his hands. After returning home, with the new watch, can't he dress up however he wants?

The two of them looked at each other immediately and understood each other's thoughts.

They just watched from the sidelines, neither working nor contributing, so why should Director Chen give them a share of the money?

And what did Li Chenglin do? Wasn't it just carrying a box and walking around? They could do this job too.

They did it as soon as they thought of it. While Li Chenglin was still immersed in the fantasy of getting rich, the two of them picked up the boxes and walked towards the crowd.