"Got a job?"

Lynch, who had just returned home from a spin outside, looked at his girlfriend who was cooking and shook his head apologetically.

The girlfriend is neither disappointed nor has too many mood swings, as if it were ...... It's normal to not be able to find a job.

Lynch avoided verbal communication as much as possible, for fear that the woman who slept next to him every day would see his abnormality.

The girlfriend walked to the shaky wooden table with the somewhat distorted frying pan, placed a fried egg on a plate of minced meat, and sat down.

"Don't think about it so much, I still have some money here, maybe you can get a job tomorrow, let's eat first!"

Lynch nodded, and began to enjoy a not-so-delicious dinner.

The fork pierces the slightly solidified outer layer of the egg, and the yolk flows thickly over the pieces of minced meat, like a natural seasoning or some kind of sauce that makes them more appealing.

He was eating mechanically, but his mind was thinking about other things.

He crossed over, he didn't know what the science was or whatever the reason was, but anyway he crossed.

Before the crossing, he worked a lot of jobs, as a courier, an insurance salesman, a running house, a half-pull cook, .......

He had done a lot of small jobs in the thirty years before he crossed over, and after the age of thirty, there was a huge change.

In his later words, he used the previous 30 years to accumulate experience, and then accumulated a lot of experience, and then successfully impressed the judge with his passionate speech......

Then he crossed over after he slept in that small room for the first time, and planned to publish an autobiography to recall his legendary life in the future, and gradually fell asleep in a daze.

As soon as I crossed over, I appeared in this home, and the owner of this body also happened to be called Lynch, but this was already another world that had nothing to do with the "previous life".

He has nothing but a girlfriend.

Now he is like the most failed kind of social dregs, eating his girlfriend, living with his girlfriend, except for being able to help his girlfriend solve some troubles at night, he is like a parasite.

In the past few days, he has been going out under the pretext of going out to find a job, and this world has given him an indescribable sense of novelty.

For example, in the forties and fifties of the last century, or in the fifties and sixties, technology was not very developed, but at the same time, it was in the explosive period of science and technology.

A lot of products continue to appear in front of the public, dizzying, he saw the slogan on the poster on the street - "Eridai, a trace of a cow generation"

In his opinion, this world, this society, is full of money, and he just needs to bend down to pick it up.

His blood was boiling slightly, his heart was becoming stronger, and there was a longing in his heart that he firmly believed that he had crossed for a reason.

Perhaps, something brought me here just to leave my legend here!

"Go put hot water, let's take a shower today......," his girlfriend instructed as she cleaned up the plates.

Lynch nodded and stood up, he walked towards the bathroom not far away, and as he walked, he asked casually, "We just washed ...... yesterday"

During this time, he found that he and his girlfriend had a very clear life plan, and it was not exactly a mess.

The weather is neither hot nor cold, and it is not easy to sweat if you don't exercise vigorously, so you basically don't need to take a shower every day.

It's not that people don't want to clean their bodies every day, it's just that you have to pay for a change of clothes and hot water.

Rich people don't care about the small amount of money, they will even install a boiler in their house to provide heating, and buy a washing machine to do their laundry anytime and anywhere.

But for the poor, these are unnecessary and unaffordable expenses, so their lives must become regular.

Spending every penny carefully and living like a monk to save every penny is their life.

It's not that they want regularity, it's more because of poverty.

My girlfriend turned around and walked to the edge of the pool, unscrewed the valve and flushed the dishes, "After 12 o'clock in the evening, our hot water will be stopped, and we will pay for it next week, so we can save some money." ”

Lynch shrugged his shoulders, he walked into the bathroom, unscrewed the valve, and after letting go of the cold water at the front, the hot water flowed out of the pipe.

After taking a shower, the two lay down on the cramped bed, and soon fell asleep.

Lynch's girlfriend works at a supermarket, a cashier, and works ten hours a day, including an hour off.

She often picks up some expiring or expired food from the supermarket, or comes back with cheap daily necessities, which is why the two of them can only work and survive.

The two were classmates in high school, and neither was able to get into college, and Lynch worked as a laborer for a while, but later gave up because he was too tired from work.

Catherine, her girlfriend, got a job in a supermarket and stayed up.

This is a very typical loser family, whether it is Lynch or Catherine, they don't know how long this life can last.

Maybe they can survive until the day they enter the marriage hall, and then continue to barely survive for a lifetime.

But it is also possible to end this fragile relationship anytime and anywhere because of the sudden outburst of certain emotions.

Early the next morning, Lynch had simply freshened up, and Catherine had left, leaving a box of wheat rings and a bottle of milk on the table.

He walked over to the cupboard and poured the milk into the pot to heat it up, taking a passing glance at the expiration date, which was surprisingly two days old.

This kind of milk is disposed of directly in supermarkets and thrown into the trash, but many supermarket employees are willing to endure long working hours and low wages to work in supermarkets.

That's what they're looking for, and that's what they can get for free.

The rich milky flavor was a bit intoxicating, and Lynch was used to soaking something in hot milk, while Catherine and the others were used to soaking it directly, which was a bad feeling.

After breakfast, he briefly took care of his image, and came to a stop on a street not far from where they had rented.

It's not that he hasn't done anything these days, of course, this doesn't mean that he's looking for a job, he's just thinking about where he should get his first money.

Although this world is completely different from another world, there are still traces of the development of some things.

For example, you know that in a hundred years, the land under your feet is expensive, for example, you know that the price of art has skyrocketed every year, for example, you know ......

Everyone has a sense of ambition when they stand where Lynch is now, as they overwhelmingly have their finger on the pulse of the future.

But the problem is that most people's ambition can only make ambition, it will not be realized, because the present is not the future, and anything, requires capital.

The cost thus comes?

This thing doesn't fall from the sky, it doesn't come from the water, and in fact, even if many people are given the opportunity to go back in time, they don't have any ability to change their lives.

Maybe, but some are limited, it may be to buy one or two more houses, and then wait until they are old and look at twice as many assets as in their previous life, which is not what they thought at the beginning.

Some people are destined to dance the storm, and some people are powerless even if they are given the opportunity.

Obviously, Lynch is the former, he has all the qualities, he has succeeded, and that's the decisive key.

He stood here staring at a laundromat across the street for most of the morning, writing and drawing in a notebook, and he was making his first pot of gold.

Towards noon, when the flow of people on the street began to drop, two guys in trench coats stood in front of them, one of them with his hand inside the trench coat, as if holding something.

"Mr. Fox wants to see you, friend!"

These two people are not good people at first glance, of course, it is also possible that Lynch is thinking too much, he did not have the slightest fear at this time, but a smile appeared on his face, "I've been waiting for you for several days, what are you waiting for, lead the way!"