Sitting on the pavement, he stared blankly at a cigarette in his hand, facing the envious eyes of more than a dozen people around him. Bai Chi couldn't speak for a long time, remembering what Wu Zi said just now:

"It's okay to make an exception today to give you a cigarette, but you have to know that in this cell, matches are more expensive than cigarettes, so you have to find a way to get the fire."

"I'll go, find a way for myself? What can I do? You might as well say you don't smoke me? Do you think I'm a fool? In this cell, there are only slabs and steel and cement, what else can I do?"

Bai Chi thought depressedly.

"Idiot, how about discussing it?"

Just as Bai Chi was stunned when he was staring at a cigarette in his hand, the guy named Lu Zhigao was sitting next to him secretly glanced around, touched Bai Chi with his elbow, and said with a cunning face.

"What to discuss?"

Bai Chi turned his head strangely and looked at it. In his opinion, he was penniless. He didn't know what else to discuss except for a sweaty dress and a pair of pants without a belt.

Lu Zhigao looked at Bai Chi with a puzzled face, turned his eyes and stared at the cigarette in Bai Chi's hand and said.

"I haven't smoked a cigarette for a month. I'll be responsible for lighting the cigarette for you later. You left me one-third of the cigarette butt? How about it? This discussion is OK, right?"

Hearing Lu Zhigao say this, Bai Chi couldn't help but feel a little strange and asked:

"Not it? You haven't smoked after spending a month here? Didn't they give you the ones in front?"

Lu Zhigao's eyes dimmed and he said softly

"I am an orphan. When I receive it every month, no one will come to see me, so no one will give me money. So I have nothing but a jail meal here. Cigarettes are a benefit that only seven or eight people have in front of me. Either the family has money to send in, or they can calm down the venue like the old man and the third master. Otherwise, where would there be cigarettes?"

"Boy, the rice is so delicious and hard to cook in prison. Be careful in the future. Boy! I will leave one-third of the person who knows the truth."

While Lu Zhigao was talking to Bai Chi, the vulgar man who was squatting in the General Tower stared at the cigarette in Bai Chi's hand and interrupted fiercely.

Bai Chi looked at the vulgar man with some disgust, turned his head and ignored him. Bai Chi was the most shameful person. After thinking for a while, he spoke to Lu Zhigao and said

"You go and make the fire, I'll give you half later."

"Oh, it's a matter of determination!"

When Lu Zhigao heard this, he responded happily and quickly took out a strand of cotton tie from his pocket. Then he carefully scraped a little lime powder from his fingernails from the wall and wrapped it in the cotton tie. He rubbed it into a cylindrical shape with his hands, then raised his hand and said:

"Report to Master San and make a fire."

Wu Zi looked at Bai Chi after hearing this, and a smile flashed across his fleshy face and nodded.

Seeing Wu Zi nodding, Lu Zhigao quickly walked under the paving board and picked up a pair of white-bottomed cloth shoes. He wiped the hard-faced glue sole of the cloth shoes with his sleeves. Then he placed the rubbed cotton wool on the ground and used a glove to put it into the shoes. Press the cotton wool stick and rubbed it hard.

Bai Chi watched Lu Zhigao's movements get faster and faster, as if he was rubbing his shoeboard for fear of his life, and thought to himself:

"What is this? Is it actually the legendary drilling wood to make fire? Or: friction caught fire? Damn. I really gained knowledge today. Can you think of such a primitive method? It seems that human wisdom is endless."

The fierce Lu Zhigao stopped his hand, picked up the blackened cotton stick and ran to Bai Chi and gently teared the two halves apart, and said

"Idiot, come over the cigarette and prepare to order."

Hearing this, Bai Chi hurriedly put the cigarette in his mouth and came over. Lu Zhigao blew twice lightly on the torn cotton wool, and a trace of blue smoke suddenly appeared, and then a fire rose. Bai Chi quickly aimed at the flame and sucked it violently. After a while, a strong fragrance and a trace of blue smoke floated between Bai Chi's mouth.

Maybe because he didn't smoke for two days, Bai Chi felt dizzy after taking two big mouthfuls. He handed the lit cigarette to Lu Zhigao and said:

"Give it, you can draw it first, just leave some for me later."

Lu Zhigao happily took the cigarette and said

"Thank you, brother."

When Bai Chi sat there and savored the smell of smoke in his mouth, he found that besides himself and Lu Zhigao, about ten people sitting on the left were looking at Lu Zhigao with envy, and the throat was "cuckoo" sounded, hoping to grab the cigarette from Lu Zhigao.

At this time, Bai Chi vaguely felt that the holidays in the cell were really not easy. In addition to losing weight, it might also make people quit smoking. If you turn around and open a smoking cessation center like this, you don’t know if it’s OK? If it’s OK, those who have quit smoking will definitely chase you and fight ten streets.

Looking back at Lu Zhigao, Bai Chi felt that his thoughts could not keep up with his eyes anymore. Lu Zhigao seemed to have only seen the cigarettes he smoked in, but he did not see the cigarettes he vomited. However, the intoxicated look on his face must not be the reason for the problem in his lungs or a hole was broken.

"Lu Zhigao, well, don't you spit it out if you smoke?"

Hearing Bai Chi's words, Lu Zhigao rolled his eyes and closed his eyes intoxicatedly. After a long aftertaste, he said

"I can't bear to vomit it out. A sip of cigarette is precious, and I swallow it into my stomach."

As if he looked at Lu Zhigao like a monster, Bai Chi couldn't speak for a long time. Could this be the future life? Isn't this the rhythm of committing suicide? It's just a cigarette, can it be saved like this?

He took a deep breath and handed half of the cigarette to Bai Chi. Lu Zhigao hummed and said:

"This is the phone number, and everything inside is expensive. Not to mention cigarettes, even a needle can be sold for ten yuan. Do you know how much the two packs of cigarettes that the beauty threw in just now?"

Bai Chi took a sip of cigarette and learned to swallow it. As a result, when he heard the word "beauty", he was choked and burst into tears. He wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands and asked:

"How much does it cost? Our Yaodian Town only sells five yuan per pack. Is it sold here ten yuan? That's too expensive, right?"

"Ten yuan? Humph!"

Lu Zhi snorted coldly, looked left and right, leaned against Bai Chi's ear, and said softly:

"We're going to get 100 yuan per pack now, but we're going to get 5 yuan."

"Hiss...one...one hundred? Are you scaring me? Twenty times?"

Bai Chi stared at Lu Zhigao with his eyes, and he couldn't believe it. The cigarettes in the cell were so expensive.

While Bai Chi and Lu Zhigao were chatting softly, the vulgar man squatting in the General Tower stared at Bai Chi's hand, which had already burned to smoke, and swallowed it in his throat. He actually said with a hint of flattering look.

"Well, brother, how about sucking me a few puffs of that cigarette? You are wasting this. I have a better way than this. If you fill it with one cigarette, how about it? Give me a few puffs. Next time you have a cigarette, I'll just sip it. Everything else belongs to you."

Bai Chi was stunned when he heard this. Although he felt a little disgusted with this vulgar man, he couldn't help but be curious and said

"Are you a magician? This way, you turn the cigarette butt on my hand into an unsmoked one, and I believe you."

“…!”

The vulgar man was stunned.
Chapter completed!