When I was twenty-seven years old, I was working for a mining broker in San Francisco, and I knew the threshold of the stock exchange clearly.I was alone in the world, and had nothing to rely on but my own intelligence and innocence; but this, on the contrary, kept my feet on the ground, gave up my vague dreams of getting rich, and went on with my own career. When the market closes on a Saturday afternoon, the time is all to myself, and I like to get a boat out to the bay to while away the time.One day I drove a little farther and drifted out onto the vast sea.Just as night was falling, when hope seemed to be lost, I was picked up by a brig bound for London.It was a long and stormy journey, and they let me do the work of an ordinary sailor on the basis of labor.When I landed in London, I had only one dollar in my pocket.Even with food and shelter, I spent twenty-four hours with this one dollar.For the next twenty-four hours, I was starving and had no shelter.

About ten o'clock the next morning, I was walking along Portland Avenue, ragged and hungry.At this time, a nanny led the child passing by, and the child threw the big sweet pear he had just bitten into the sewer.Needless to say, I stopped, my lustful eyes covering the filthy treasure.I'm drooling and my stomach is sticking out, begging this baby with all my heart.However, as soon as I move and want to pick pears, there will always be a pair of passing eyes that can see clearly.Naturally, I stood up straight again, as if nothing happened, as if I had never made up my mind about that rotten pear.The play went on and on and I just couldn't get that pear.I was suffering so much and was about to let go of my guts and tear my face to catch pears when a window behind me opened and a gentleman spoke from it:

"Come here, please." A richly dressed servant took me in and showed me a luxurious room where two elderly gentlemen sat.They dismissed the servants and made me sit down.They just had breakfast and looking at the scraps took my breath away.In the presence of these foods, I couldn't concentrate anyway, but I was not invited to taste, so I had to try my best to bear it. It took me many days to understand what just happened here, but I will tell you right now.The old brothers had been quarreling over a matter for two days, and at last they agreed to settle it by a bet--the Englishman settles everything by a bet.

You may recall that the Bank of England once issued two million-pound notes for special purposes such as business-to-business transactions with certain countries.Somehow, only one of the two bills was used and canceled; the other has been sleeping in the vaults of the Bank of England.Let’s say that the two brothers were chatting and chatting, and suddenly a whim occurred: Suppose a sensible and honest foreigner was stranded in London. The bill was his—what was the fate of such a man?The elder brother said that this person would starve to death; the younger brother said that he would not die of starvation.The eldest brother said, don't even go to the bank, no matter where he goes, he can't spend that big bill, because he will be caught on the spot.The two brothers quarreled like this, and then the younger brother said that he would bet twenty thousand pounds that the man could live thirty days on a million pound note anyway, and he would not go to prison.The eldest brother agreed to bet, and the younger brother went to the Bank of England to buy the big notes back.You see, the British man is like this, full of courage.Then he dictated a letter, and had a clerk transcribe it in handsome capital letters; and then the two brothers sat at the window all day longing for a suitable person who could afford the big bills.

They examine the faces that pass by the window.Some are honest, but not smart enough; some are smart enough, but not honest enough;And it's not an outsider - it's not always what you want.Just then, I came; they both decided I had all the qualifications, and chose me unanimously; but I was waiting to know what I was called to do.They started asking me personal questions and quickly figured out my ins and outs.In the end, they told me I was just right for them.I said, I was happy from the bottom of my heart, but I didn't know what this intention meant.At this time, one of them handed me an envelope and said that I would know it when I opened it.I was about to open it, but he refused to let me take it to my residence to take a closer look, don't do it hastily, and don't panic.Suspicious, I tried to take the conversation a little further, but they wouldn't.I had no choice but to go out with a feeling of being insulted and damaged. They were obviously making fun of themselves and playing with me; however, I still had to go along with them, and the situation at this time did not allow me to be angry with these rich and tycoons .

I could have picked up that pear and ate it openly, but now that pear has disappeared; it was because of that unfortunate errand that I lost my pear.Thinking of this, I am very angry with those two people.When I walked to a place where I couldn't see the house, I opened the envelope and saw that it contained money!To tell the truth, at this moment I look at them differently!Impatiently, I stuffed the letter and money into my vest pocket, and ran towards the nearest snack bar.Okay, let's eat this meal!Finally, I couldn't hold anything in my stomach anymore, so I took out the banknote and unfolded it, and after just one glance, I almost passed out.Five million dollars!Come on, I'm dumbfounded.

I was dizzy staring at the bill, and it must have been a full minute before I woke up.At this time, the owner of the snack bar was the first thing that caught my eyes.His eyes were glued to the bills, like five thunderclaps.He was praying to God with all his heart, and he seemed unable to move his limbs.I made up my mind at once, and did what I should do according to human nature at this time.I handed the big bill to his eyes and said cautiously: "Please find some money." He returned to normal and apologized again and again, saying that he couldn't get the big ticket, no matter what I said, he would not accept it.He wanted to see it in his heart, and he kept looking at the big ticket; it seemed that no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't satisfy his eyes, but he was afraid to touch it, as if ordinary people would lose their lives if they caught the fairy spirit on the ticket.I say:

"I'm sorry to trouble you, but I have to do something about it. Please give me your change. I don't have any other notes." But he said it's okay, this small amount of money is nothing to worry about, let's talk about it later.I said I wouldn't come here anytime soon; but he said it didn't matter, he could wait, and I could come when I wanted, and I could order what I wanted, and that's all , When you want to tie it up.He said, I was only willing to dress up like this to play a joke on the common people just because it was fun, so he wouldn't be able to distrust a rich gentleman like me because of this.At this time, another customer came in, and the owner of the snack bar motioned for me to put away the Big Mac, and then sent me out with bows and bows.I went straight to the house to find the two brothers and have them correct the mistake before the police got me.Although it's not my fault, I'm terrified--indeed, terrified.I've seen people a lot, and I know that if they found out they gave a tramp a million pound note for a pound, they wouldn't blame themselves for their bad eyesight, and they'd have to call the tramp a bloody squirt.When I was about to reach the house, I saw that everything was as usual, and I decided that no one had noticed the wrong ticket yet, so I was not so nervous.I rang the bell.The old servant came out again.I beg to see the two gentlemen.

"They're gone," he said, with the imperious coldness of such men. "Gone? Where did you go?" "Going away." "But—where did you go?" "To the Continent, I suppose." "Continental Europe?" "Yes, sir." "How—what way?" "I can't tell, sir." "When will you be back?" "They said it would take a month." "A month! Oh, this is terrible! Help me to think of a way to get word to them. It's a matter of great importance." One really can't do it.Where they went I don't know, sir. "

"Then, I must see the rest of the family." "Others have gone too; been abroad for several months—Egypt and India, I think." "Man, something's gone wrong. They'll be back before dark. Please tell 'em I've been here, and I'll keep coming till it's all over, and they needn't worry. " "I'll tell you as soon as they come back, but I don't think they'll come back. They said you'd be asking in an hour, and I'll tell you nothing's wrong; and when the time comes, they'll Nature will be here waiting for you."

I had to stop and walk away.What the hell are you doing!I'm really scratching my head. "When the time comes" they will be here.What does it mean?Oh, maybe that letter said it.I took out the letter I forgot just now and read it. It said: You can tell from your face that you are a smart and honest person.We guess, you are poor and a foreigner.You will find a sum of money inside the envelope.The money will be lent to you for thirty days without interest.Come to this house to report when the term expires.We've made a bet on you.If I win, you can choose any position within my purview—that is, any position that you can demonstrate familiarity with and competence in. No signature, no address, and no date. Well, what a mess!Now of course you understand the cause and effect of this incident, but I didn't know it at the time.This mystery hole seemed unfathomable and dark to me.I don't know the trick at all, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for me.I went to a park and sat down and tried to sort things out and see what I could do. After an hour of reasoning, I came to the following conclusions. Those two people may have good intentions for me, or they may have malicious intentions; there is no way to deduce it-let's leave it alone.Whether they were playing tricks, intrigues, experiments, or something else, it was impossible to tell--let alone.They made a bet on me; there's no telling what the bet was—never mind it.After these uncertain parts are cleaned up, other things will become visible, tangible, and tangible, and can be classified as certain.If I ask the Bank of England to deposit the note in that man's name, the bank will do it, because although I don't know who he is, the bank will know; but the bank will ask how the note came to me.If you tell the truth, they will send me to the asylum; if you tell the truth, they will send me to the detention center.If I take this banknote and change it anywhere, or use it to borrow money, the result will be the same.Whether I like it or not, I can only walk around with this big burden on my back until those two people come back.Although this thing is useless to me, it is like dung, but I have to take care of it and watch over it while begging for a living.Even if I want to give it to others, I can't sell it, because no matter whether it is an honest good citizen or a robber cutting a trail, no matter what, they will not accept it, and they will not even touch it.The two brothers can sit back and relax.Even if I lose and burn their banknotes, they will still be safe, because they can report the loss, and the bank will still let them have nothing; Dividends—unless I help win the bet and get the position promised to me.Of course I'd like to have the job, and whatever job a guy like this gets offered is worth it. My imagination and expectations started to rise for that good job.Needless to say, the salary is by no means a small sum.I'm going to start work in a month, and everything will be fine for me from now on.In the blink of an eye, I felt great about myself.At this time, I went shopping on the street again.Seeing a clothing store, a longing came to my mind: get rid of the rags and change into something decent.Can I afford it?No; I have nothing in the world but the million pounds.So, I restrained myself and walked past the clothing store.But, after a while I turned back again.That temptation tortured me so much.I walked back and forth in front of the clothing store six times, fighting bravely and manly.Finally, I surrender; I have nothing but surrender.I asked if they had any clothes on hand that customers had tried on that didn't fit.The guy I asked ignored me and just nodded at the other.I walked over to the guy who nodded to him, and that one didn't speak, and then nodded to the third guy, and I walked over to the third guy, and he said: "Here we come." I am waiting.When he was done with what he was doing, he took me to a back room and rummaged through the pile of returns to pick out the shabby one for me.I changed into this suit.It didn't fit, it had no charm, but it was always new, and I was in a hurry to wear it; there was nothing to fault, I said hesitantly: "If you guys could wait two days before checking out. You'd be doing me a favor. Now I don't have any change." The clerk put on an extremely mean face and said: "Oh, you didn't have any change? Seriously, I don't think you did either. I thought a gentleman like you would have big bills." I got angry and said: "Friends, those who come from other places, you can't always take people's clothes and hats. I can afford this set of clothes, but I don't want you to be unable to find a big ticket and cause trouble." He restrained himself a little, but the tone was still exposed.He said: "I didn't mean to hurt anyone, but if you have a problem, let me tell you, it's nosy for you to insist that we can't find any notes you bring. On the contrary, we can find it." I handed him the bill and said: "Oh, that's good; I'm sorry." He accepted it with a smile, this is the kind of smile that is ubiquitous, with wrinkles and folds in the smile, circles and circles, like throwing a brick into a pool; One look at the bill and his smile froze and his face changed, like the undulating, worm-like solidified lava you see on those flat ridges in the foothills of Vesuvius.I've never seen anyone's smiling face frozen in such an eternal state.The guy stood there holding the banknotes and staring at them with that posture.The boss came over to see what was going on, and he asked cheerfully: "Hey, what's the matter? What's the problem? Want something?" I said, "No problem at all. I'm just waiting for my change." "Come on, come on; give him his change, Todd; give him his change." Todd retorted, "Give him the change! Put it lightly, sir, and see for yourself, my lord."