"Ptooey! Ptooey!"
Standing in front of the big drum, the chubby guy spat into each of his hands, rubbed them together, picked up the drumsticks in front of him, and stared intently at the "Wealth" character on the big drum.
Xiao Feng frowned, his eyes showing an indescribable disdain.
People in line behind him saw the chubby guy's uncouth behavior and felt displeased, beginning to murmur among themselves.
The monk in charge of collecting money reminded him, "Patron, please be mindful of your behavior. Also, there are many people behind you. Please drum quickly."
To be honest, if it were someone offering a hundred, the monk wouldn't have said anything. But for someone giving only 30 yuan per hit, spitting on their hands, and dragging it out for so long, it was unacceptable.
"Got it!" the chubby guy replied impatiently.
After speaking, he grabbed the drumsticks with both hands, locking his eyes on the character "Wealth".
