Chapter 244, Experiences in France (1)

A month later, Fagin rode directly from the VIP tunnel into the VIP waiting room on the pier in a carriage belonging to Jager Gollen bearing the logo of the French Embassy.

It is relatively safe to get on the boat from here, after all, Fagin is a wanted criminal in England, and if he is caught, he will definitely go to the gallows. Of course, it is not particularly dangerous to go up from the ordinary passageway, although there are portraits of a large group of wanted criminals, including Fagin. There are many people in there who know Fei Jin. But Fagin, including Fagin himself, had never seen a single portrait of a wanted man painted in a similar way, and some of the portraits had even the wrong gender.

In addition, these portraits, exposed to the wind and sun, have not been changed for a long time, and the color has faded so much that they are almost impossible to see. But Fagin knew that the portraits were still useful, at least, for the old cops. Relying on these portraits that look a little like everyone and are a little different, they can randomly pick out these people who don't take the VIP channel to get on the boat (most of these people have no background and are easy to bully), and then say, "You look like Fagin." We're going to take you back to investigate. ”

At this time, people who knew a little bit directly took out the money and bribed the policeman, and then he naturally didn't look like Fei Jin; As for those who don't know each other, drag them to the bureau, and you're afraid that he won't know each other? In the end, he can always get acquainted, right? Therefore, the portrait of the criminal on the wanted warrant is a technical job, and its most important point is that the painting should have similarities with all people, and it should also have a different resemblance to all people.

But from the VIP channel, there will never be such trouble. You know, the people who walk from here are all people with heads and faces, if the police in the United Kingdom are as fierce as Bittusa when facing the poor (of course, these two varieties do not exist now); Then when they face the "decent people" here, they are as docile as pugs. Even more docile and humane than pugs.

Fagin was also the first to wait in the waiting room of the so-called "decent people" to board the ship. He looked around and felt that he didn't fit in with the atmosphere. Most of the passengers here are followed by servants, who now sit on the sofas and are attended by servants in every move. Fagin, on the other hand, dragged a large box by himself (this slightly more decent box, and the more decent clothes on his body, were all given to him by Jager Golem). The smell of so-called "vulgarity" is revealed all over the body.

The "decent men" in the waiting room just glanced at him, and at the sight of his thick hands, his red, wrinkled, rough face like sandpaper, and his decent clothes, they immediately made such a judgment as the nouveau riche.

However, although most "decent people" have a visceral sense of superiority in the face of "nouveau riche", they also know that it is not wise to expose this sense of superiority. It's not for nothing that most "nouveau riche" can become "nouveau riche". These people can break out, except for luck, all of them are capable guys, and it is not wise to offend them rashly without any conflict of interest.

It is precisely for this reason that although Fagin looks like an old hat, the stories such as pretending to be forced and slapping his face that the masses of the people like to see have not happened.

Fagin looked around, trying to find a place to sit. Suddenly, not far from the fireplace, a young man, dressed like those ordinary people, who was more out of place than him and the luxurious waiting room, was sitting alone.

Probably because he didn't like the sour taste of the man, the other decent people sat far away from him. But that's exactly what Fagin needed, so he walked over and said to the young man, "Can I sit here?" ”

The young man smiled and replied in non-standard English, "Of course." ”

So Fagin sat down beside the young man and began to talk to him.

"My name is Colya, a native of London, and I'm going to see Paris. Listening to your accent, it doesn't seem like you're British? Fagin said as he held out his hand to the man.

"Grandet, I'm French." The man also reached out and shook Fagin's hand, and Fagin noticed that the man's hands were covered in calluses.

"Look at these hands, it looks like a craftsman."

With this in mind, Fagin continued to talk to the young man. Soon he found out that this Frenchman named Grandet was a merchant who had made a fortune during the French Revolution, and was now preparing to return home by ship.

"Tickets are really expensive these days." "The price of a ticket is as much as my previous month's income." If it weren't for the fact that the company bought the ticket on behalf of me, but had to pay for it myself, I wouldn't have bought it even if I was killed. Well, Mr. Kolya, what are you going to do in France? ”

"Let's go to Paris first and see what opportunities we have to make a fortune." Fagin replied. He couldn't tell people that I would first go to Paris to see if the revolution had benefited the common people, and then I would go to Toulon to learn the theory and techniques of rebellion, and then I would go to Ireland to connect theory with practice, and then I would come back......

When the decent people around heard this, they probably went to the police immediately, and the police would arrest them with the highest efficiency.

When he told everyone that what he was going to do in the future might be to lose his head, Buck said disapprovingly, "Who here hasn't done anything about losing their heads?" ”

At that time, Fagin replied, "It's different. But he didn't elaborate on what the difference was. Fagin knew that if he was caught by the police now, he would definitely lose his head, but the police would not spend too much effort to arrest him, and it would be good if he could catch him, but if he couldn't, it didn't matter. But once he gets down that path, the entire police system will treat him as a great enemy that must be caught. The police in London are not all stupid, they have not been able to catch him before, and many times, it is just because the police feel that it is not a matter of urgency to arrest him.

But his answer made Grandet excited. Grandet told him that at present, British textiles are quite marketable in France because of their low prices, and some French things, such as red wine, are also very popular in England. He himself is a native of Suomo, and Suomo also produces red wine over there, and the quality is good. Not at all worse than the Bordeaux region. As long as you put the Bordeaux logo on it, even if you are French, you will not be able to taste the difference.

"If Mr. Kolya is interested in the wine business, he can contact me when he arrives in France." Grandet also left Fagin a mailing address.

At this time, the time for departure is almost up, and the VIPs always board the ship first. Fagin and Grandet boarded the boat. It just so happened that their box was also in an adjacent location.

Naturally, this gave Grandet the opportunity to continue to sell all sorts of goods to Fagin, and in the course of the conversation he gradually discovered that the Mr. Kolya was neither familiar with wine nor seemed to care too much, but was very interested in weapons and knives. So he told Fagin that he knew a number of arms dealers who could help him connect with these dealers......

It was not far from England to France, and two days later, the ship was in Calais. Grandet and Fagin parted ways and boarded the mail train bound for Lorraine. Before leaving, he kept telling Fei Jin that if he wanted to do anything, he must not forget him.

Fagin also got on a mail train bound for Paris, and he was relieved that he was finally able to get rid of Grandet.

Mail trucks were running on the roads of France, and it was still winter, and the fields were deserted. Generally speaking, this is the time of the year when farmers have nothing to do. They usually stay in their own houses, waiting for the winter to pass. It should be very quiet in the wilderness at this time.

But on the way of the mail truck, Fagin saw more than once large groups of peasants busy in the fields.

"What are they doing?" Fagin asked the others in the mail van in French, who were not very proficient.

"Digging a ditch." A businessman-like man replied, "This is the Veterans Association, leading the villagers to dig a canal while there is nothing to do." ”

"Ah, is it going to be so hard in the winter?" Fei Jindao.

"It's hard work, but it's worth it." The merchant replied, "It is said that those guys in the VRA have access to electric pumps. So they just need to dig the ditch in the winter, and when the wheat needs to be watered, as soon as the electric pump is turned on, the large wheat fields are watered. This summer, it was already used in some rural areas, and as a result, the yield of those wheat crops increased dramatically. I've heard that the peasants in those places are already eating white bread for themselves. ”

"The life of the farmers is much better now." Another interjected, "There are no nobles now, although the taxes of the state are nominally much higher than they were in the kingdom back then. But because of the loss of the land rent of the nobles, in fact, there was still much more left for the peasants than before. In addition, the pumping machine, plus the veterans' association also specially invited experts to teach the technology. Alas, speaking of which, after the revolution, the life of these peasants really changed for the better. ”

"And what about the poor in the French towns?" Fagin asked again.

"In the city? The poor are just as hard. Or rather, maybe harder than before. Although it was not as good as it was before the revolution, it was finally bread to eat. Well, when you get to Paris yourself, you can see for yourself. The merchant replied.