If he didn't leave here at this time, then Durin would have to face a siege by several thugs armed with murder weapons. Although he comes from the country, and although he seems to be a little upright, he is definitely not an idiot.

Seeing that the mad dog Visson rushed over with a knife, Durin turned and ran. He didn't think that his fleshy arms and legs could block the call of a sharp iron weapon.

One person ran in front, several people chased behind, and after chasing almost two streets, a few people behind ran and stopped panting, watching Dulin, who was still running fast, disappear into the corner of the street, and even his breathing became uncomfortable. They're gang members, not athletes, and they might be good at fighting, but they're really not good at running.

"That...... What's the boy's name?", Crazy enough Visen held on to the lamppost on the side of the road, like a tired haba, sticking out his tongue and gasping for air. The burning pain in his chest was partly due to the rapid panting that made the mucous membranes in his trachea dry and taut, and partly because he was inflated.

The root attendant beside him bent over with his hands on his knees, and said intermittently: "It seems to be ...... Call...... Doolin?"

After stopping running, Vison felt better, and he slashed at the lamppost and shot out a few sparks, "Let our people find him!"

Durin, who had run a long distance, gasped and stopped after not noticing his pursuers, not because he might face the revenge of the gang, nor because he was uncomfortable running, but because he had lost an opportunity that would allow him to succeed.

He punched the wall on the side of the road, these damn gang members, it's really hateful.

At the same time, he also had a question in his mind, what exactly is the comfort fee.

Nothing has gone smoothly since he came to the city, except for the dollar he earned on the first day. No one wants to recruit him, and there is no way to make money, so he has to nest in the bridge every day and endure the bad smell. The food is also the cheapest whole wheat bread, which is harder than a brick, and only a few white spots are left when you throw a stone at it. I drank groundwater from a roadside pump, and I haven't even eaten a hot meal for most of the month.

finally found an opportunity that allowed him to fulfill his life wishes, but was destroyed by these people.

Somewhat dejected, he walked around the two streets and returned to the bridge, and he needed to think about the future in a good and quiet way. But when he approached the bridge, he was stunned. Because there were a lot of wild dogs and rats near the bridge, he cleaned the hole and made a simple door out of a piece of discarded wooden plank, blocking the bridge when he left, preventing the rats or wild dogs from sneaking in and destroying his backpack and clothes.

Can ...... now The door panel had cracked open and was tossed aside, and he rushed into the hole, his whole body instantly becoming disheartened.

Everything was gone, including the damn cigarette box. He hid the cigarette box behind a loose brick, and now the brick was at his feet, and the small tin box was gone.

It hadn't been a month since he had done so, and he sat down on the ground against the wall of the bridge with a dejected face, his hands over his face.

Why?

Is this God's torture for me?

For the first time, he had the idea of just going back to the countryside and living a mediocre life. But soon, this thought was swallowed up by the crazy flames, and he slowly lowered his hands, clenched them tightly into fists, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.

No, I can't just go back, it's not God's torture of me, it's God's test of me! Rush over, rush over is a bright and smooth road, if I fall here, I will be an unpopular countryman for the rest of my life! God has given me precious treasures, how can I be willing to fall? Nothing can stump me, isn't it just some difficulties? Come on, fight to the death!

He fumbled for four five-cent coins in his pocket, turned and left the bridge, now his thoughts were no longer about how to quickly become a decent person in high society, but how to survive in the city and then find the way to his ideals.

"Are you sure?", an old man with gray hair and a pair of gold-rimmed reading glasses in his left eye socket looked down at him. The old man was dressed very elegantly, with a decent suit and white shirt setting off a very noble temperament, and in the face of the old man's inquiry, Durin nodded vigorously.

This is the recruitment office of the steam locomotive station, the steam locomotive is a train that is somewhat similar to the train in Doolin's dream, both require rails, but the power source is different. Trains burn boilers to create steam to propel heavy wagons, while steam locomotives use something called Yaojing as a power source. By placing the Dawn Crystal in the mechanical packing port and adding some catalysts, the Dawn Crystal can continuously release unimaginable amounts of heat and gas.

Add some water at this time, and steam appears. Including the cars on the road, some large machinery on the construction site, almost as long as it is machinery, all use Yaojing as raw materials.

Turnaire may be a bustling metropolis in Doolin's eyes, but it is a small border town for the entire empire, with little good to offer other than food and hides.

Oh yes, and wine.

Although Turnier is only a small border town, it does not prevent "Turnaire Station" from becoming an important part of the railway transportation throughout the Empire. Every day, steam locomotives pass by, unloading large quantities of goods, or loading large quantities of goods, and then leaving the area.

Whether it is loading or unloading, it needs to be done manually. It is said that in some of the most prosperous cities of the empire, machinery has been used to replace human work, and more than one march has broken out for this purpose.

Of course, in such a rural place, it is obviously cheaper to use labor.

Coolies are always the bottom of the job. But who wants to spend a lot of time and energy in this way to earn the most meager salary?

So when Doolin came to apply for porters, the station manager needed to make sure twice.

"You can call me Krien, and before you can work, an agreement needs to be signed. Under the agreement, you will need to work at the station for at least six months, and within six months, you will have to pay a penalty of 50 yuan if you leave the station for whatever reason. "The monthly salary is five pieces, and for each standard piece of goods moved, you have a reward of two cents." ”

"In addition to that, we will provide you with a place to live, two meals a day, which will not cost you anything else, and if there are no other objections, you can sign here. Kerry reversed the direction of the protocol, poked his index finger at the very top, and pushed forward.

Du Lin looked at the agreement on the table, held it for a long time, and then said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I can't write my name." ”

Kerion raised his eyebrows, and didn't show any mocking expression, he nodded slightly, "Don't be sad child, many people who work here don't know how to write their names." He reversed the agreement, signed Durin Kerma's name, and took out a red clay box, "Just press a handprint here." ”

"That may be a bit ...... to say that But I think you should at least learn how to read the newspaper and how to write your own name while you are young, you say?"

Dührin took two steps back after pressing his handprint, and felt that he was more and more humble as he moved closer to Mr. Crane, and the nearer he came to the clean, red, extravagant table.

People are supposed to be equal, but in this room, facing Mr. Crane, he felt that there was not a trace of equality!

He lowered his head and replied, "Yes, I'm going to find a school after I make money." ”

Mr. Crane glanced at the agreement and took out a copy and pushed it to the edge of the table, "Very well, learning can improve people's literacy and cognition. I know of a place that teaches older people, and it's very cheap. Of course, you should also understand that the key to whether you can learn something in a cheap place is up to you. ”

He was just about to end the conversation when something suddenly came to mind, "By the way, after signing the agreement, you will be a worker at the station, and in a few days someone from the union may come to you, my advice is not to take them seriously." He smiled, put the agreement in the drawer, and then clasped his fingers together and set it on the table, "Okay, you can go back, before five o'clock tomorrow morning, report to the station warehouse, and someone will tell you what you should do." ”

After leaving Mr. Kerryn's office, Durin exhaled frequently.

Since one step to the sky is just wishful thinking and ridiculous arrogance, then fall to the ground and move forward with your feet on the ground!