Sit back in the chair until the church bell rings again in the distance, seven times in a row, Zhou Mingrui slowly stood up, came to the cupboard, and took out his clothes.

A black vest, a formal suit of the same color, pants with slightly tight ankles, a half-top hat, and a faint bookish atmosphere, made Zhou Mingrui look at himself in the mirror as if he was watching a British drama telling a Victorian story.

"I'm not going for an interview, I'm just buying vegetables and preparing the materials for the transfer ceremony......" Suddenly, he muttered under his head, shaking his head and laughing.

Klein was so concerned about the upcoming interview that it became a physical instinct, and when he was not concentrating, he habitually put on the only decent set of clothes.

Exhaled, Zhou Mingrui took off his formal clothes and vest, put on an old brown and yellow coat, and changed the top of his head to a felt hat with rounded edges of the same color.

Packing himself up, he paced to the side of the high and low bed, lifted the cushion above, and reached through the inconspicuous hole at the bottom, and groped for a moment to find the mezzanine.

When his right hand was retracted, there was already an extra roll of banknotes in his palm, about seven or eight sheets, dark green and white.

This is all Benson's current savings, even including the living expenses for these three days, of which only two five-sular notes, and the rest are one-susles.

In the monetary system of the Kingdom of Rune, the Sulle is located on the second level, derived from the ancient silver coins, one Sulle is equal to twelve copper pennies, and there are two denominations, one and five.

At the top of the currency is the gold pound, which is also a paper money, but it is protected by gold and is directly linked, one gold pound is equal to twenty sules, and there are three denominations: one, five, and ten.

Zhou Mingrui unfolded the banknote and smelled a very light and light fragrance of special ink.

It's the smell of money.

Maybe it was due to the influence of Klein's memory fragments, or maybe it was because of his unchanging thirst for money, at this moment, Zhou Mingrui felt that he was in love with these little guys.

Lo and behold, their patterns are so beautiful that even the serious, old-fashioned George III with a mustache looks so cute......

Lo and behold, the watermark seen through the sunlight is so enticing, and the well-designed security label makes it very different from a fake glamorous slut!

After admiring for dozens of seconds, Zhou Mingrui took out two one-suckle banknotes, re-rolled the leftovers, and stuffed them back into the mezzanine inside the mat.

Smoothing out the strip of cloth near the hole, Zhou Mingrui neatly folded the two banknotes he took out and put them in the left pocket of his brown and yellow jacket, and placed them separately from the pennies in his trouser pocket.

With all this done, he slipped the key into his right pocket, grabbed the large dark brown paper bag, and walked briskly to the door.

Da-da, da-da, the footsteps went from fast to slow, and finally stopped.

Zhou Mingrui stood by the door, his brows furrowed at some point.

There are many mysteries about Klein's suicide, will there be any "accidents" when he goes out like this?

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Mingrui returned to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out the revolver with a shimmering brass sheen.

It was the only self-defense weapon he could think of, and it was powerful enough!

Although he had never practiced shooting, just pulling out this pistol would definitely scare people!

Rubbing the cold metal wheel, Zhou Mingrui stuffed the pistol into the pocket where the banknote was, clutched the banknote in his palm, and pressed the handle tightly with his fingers, perfectly hidden.

A sense of security arose, and he, who knew a little bit of everything, had a worry:

"Could it be fired by mistake?"

Ideas came flooding back, and Zhou Mingrui quickly found an idea, he drew his pistol, swung the wheel to the left, and turned the bullet nest vacated by "suicide" to the waiting position, and then snapped it shut.

In this way, even if it goes off, it is just an "empty bomb"!

Re-stuffed the pistol, Zhou Mingrui's left hand was stuck in his pocket like that, and he didn't take it out again.

He pressed his hat with his right hand, pulled the door open, and clanged out.

The corridor was still dim during the day, and the sunlight that could penetrate through the window at the end was quite limited, so Zhou Mingrui walked down the stairs quickly and left the apartment before feeling brilliant and warm.

At this time, although it is close to July, it is the height of summer, but Tingen is located in the north of the Kingdom of Rune, with unique climatic characteristics, the highest temperature of the year is less than 30 degrees Celsius, and the morning is even cooler, and some places on the streets are dirty and muddy, in Klein's memory, where the low-income class lives, even if there is a sewer, similar scenes are not uncommon, because there are many people, because of life.

"Come on, come on, delicious fried meat fish!"

"Hot and fresh oyster soup, drink a bowl in the morning, and refresh all day!"

"Fresh fish from the port for 5p a piece!"

"Muffins, eel soup with ginger beer!"

"Conch, conch, conch!"

"The vegetables just picked from the farm outside the city are cheap and fresh!"

......

Itinerant street vendors selling vegetables, fruits, and cooked food shout loudly to greet passers-by in a hurry, some of whom will stop and carefully compare and buy, while others wave impatiently because the day's work has not yet been settled.

Zhou Mingrui smelled the stench and fragrance of the air, firmly grasped the handle of the gun in his left hand, clutched the banknotes, and pressed the round-brimmed felt hat with his right hand, bent down slightly, and bowed his head through this busy street.

Thieves can be found in crowded places, especially in this neighborhood where there are many semi-unemployed poor people doing temporary jobs and hungry children who are driven.

All the way forward, when the density of the surrounding crowd returned to normal, Zhou Mingrui straightened his back again, raised his head, and looked at the street.

There's a wandering accordionist playing there, melodies sometimes melodious, sometimes passionate.

Beside him, there were many children in ragged clothes and sallow faces due to malnutrition.

They listened to the music, followed the beat, twisted their bodies according to their instincts, danced their own dances, and their faces were full of happiness, as if they were a little prince and a little angel.

A woman with a numb expression passed by, her skirt dirty and her skin dull.

Her eyes were dull and dull, and only when she looked at the group of children did a faint light flash, as if she saw herself thirty years ago.

Zhou Mingrui overtook her, turned another street, and stopped in front of the "Slin Bakery".

The bakery was owned by a seventy-year-old grandmother named Wendy Sling, with gray hair and a gentle smile on her face, who had been selling bread and pastries here for as long as Klein could remember.

Well, her own baked Tingen and lemon cakes are very tasty...... Zhou Mingrui swallowed his saliva and said with a smile:

"Mrs. Sling, 8 pounds of rye bread. ”

"Oh, little Crane, what about Benson, haven't come back yet?" Wendy asked with a smile.

"There are still a few days. Zhou Mingrui replied vaguely.

Wendy sighed as she picked up the rye bread:

"He's such a good hardworking fellow, and he's going to have a good wife. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of her mouth went up, and she smiled a little mischievously:

"Okay now, you've graduated, our Hoy University history graduate~ Well, you'll be able to earn money soon, you shouldn't live in an apartment like this, at least you have to have your own bathroom. ”

"Mrs. Sling, you look like a young and lively lady to-day. Zhou Mingrui could only respond with a dry smile.

If Klein can successfully pass the interview and become a lecturer at the University of Tingen, then the whole family will indeed go straight to the well-off!

In his memory fragments, he even fantasized about renting a single-family house in the suburbs, with five or six rooms upstairs, two bathrooms, a large balcony, two rooms downstairs, a dining room, a living room, a kitchen, a washroom, and an underground storage room.

This is not an extravagant expectation, even if the lecturer of the University of Tingen is an intern, the weekly salary can be 2 gold pounds, and after the regularization, it is 3 gold pounds and 10 sules, you know, Klein's brother Benson, who has worked for many years, has a weekly salary of only 1 pound and 10 sul, and the average worker in the factory is not even 1 pound or just in his early years, and the rent of such a single-family house ranges from 19 sheles to 1 pound 18 sheles.

"This is the difference between a monthly income of three or four thousand and a monthly income of ten thousand or fourteen thousand......," Zhou Mingrui muttered to himself.

However, all of this is only possible if you pass an interview at the University of Tingen or the University of Beckland.

As for other paths, people without background cannot be recommended to become public officials, and those who study history are even narrower, and there is not much demand for private advisers to nobles or bankers and industrial tycoons.

Considering that Klein's knowledge has also become "fragments", incomplete and incomplete, and many mutilations, Zhou Mingrui's expectations for Mrs. Sling are full of embarrassment and weakness.

"No, I've always been so young. Wendy replied humorously.

As she spoke, she packed the weighed sixteen rye noodles into the large dark brown paper bag that Zhou Mingrui brought, and spread her right hand and said:

"9pence. ”

Each rye loaf weighs around 0.5 pounds, and deviations are inevitable.

"9pence, didn't you ask for 11p two days ago?" Zhou Mingrui asked subconsciously.

Last month, it cost 15p.

"You have to thank the repeal of the Grain Act, thank those who marched. Wendy laughed with her hands outstretched.

Zhou Mingrui nodded as if he didn't understand, Klein's memory of this was a little incomplete, and he only remembered that the core of the "Grain Act" was to protect the prices of domestic agricultural products, and not to import grain from southern countries such as Fenerport, Marcy, and Lenburg before the price rose to a certain extent.

Why would anyone march against it?

Without further ado, Zhou Mingrui was afraid of bringing out the revolver, so he could only carefully take out the banknotes, take out one of them, and hand it to Mrs. Sling.

After retrieving three copper pennies and stuffing them into his trouser pockets, he carried the paper bag of bread to the lettuce and meat market across the street, working hard for the lamb stew with tender peas that his sister had advised.

At the intersection of Iron Cross Street and Daffodil Street, there is a town square, where tents have been erected and clowns dressed in quirky and funny clothes are handing out leaflets.

"Tomorrow night, the circus shows?" Zhou Mingrui glanced at the flyer in the other person's hand and read out the general content in a low voice.

Melissa must have liked it very much, I don't know how to collect tickets?

He was about to question one of the red and yellow clowns when a hoarse female voice suddenly came from his side:

"Do you want to divination?"

Subconsciously turning his head to look, Zhou Mingrui saw a woman wearing a pointed hat and a long black skirt standing in front of a low tent.

Her face was painted red and yellow, and her eyes were grayish-blue and deep.

"Nope. Zhou Mingrui shook his head and replied, how could he have spare money for divination.

The woman smiled and said:

"My tarot divination is very accurate. ”

"Tarot ......" Zhou Mingrui was stunned for a moment.

This pronunciation is very similar to the tarot solitaire on the earth!

The tarot cards of the earth belong to a kind of fortune-telling poker, but there are more "graphic cards" with their own symbols.

Wait a minute...... He remembered the origin of tarot divination in this world.

It does not originate from the seven orthodox gods, nor is it a relic of antiquity, but was invented more than 170 years ago by Russell Gustav, then consul of the Republic of Intis.

This Monsieur Russell invented the steam engine, improved sailing ships, overthrew the rule of the Kingdom of Intis, and was recognized by the Church of the "God of Craftsmen" as the first consul of the new republic.

Later, he fought in the north and south, bringing Lenburg and other countries into protection, making the kingdom of Rune, Fenerport, Fusak and other northern continental powers bow their heads one after another, and then changed the republic to an empire again, calling himself "Julius Caesar".

It was during the reign of Russell that the Church of the "God of Craftsmen" received its first public oracle since the "Fifth Age", changing the title of "God of Craftsmen" to "God of Steam and Machinery".

Russell also invented tarot divination, and laid the foundation for the current composition and gameplay of solitaire, which includes several types that Zhou Mingrui is familiar with, such as upgrading, fighting landlords, Texas, and Quint......

In addition, he sent a fleet of ships to find a passage to the southern continent in the midst of storms and turbulence, ushering in the colonial era.

Unfortunately, in his old age, he was betrayed and assassinated by the Church of the Eternal Sun, the Sauron family of the royal family of Causes, and other nobles in the Fifth Age in 1198, and fell to the White Maple Palace.

This...... Remembering these common senses, Zhou Mingrui suddenly had a toothache.

This can't be a time-traveler senior, right?

Thinking of this, Zhou Mingrui had the heart to see what the tarot cards here looked like, so he nodded to the woman wearing a pointed hat and oil paint on her face:

"If not, uh, reasonably priced, I'll give it a try. ”

The woman suddenly laughed and said:

"Sir, you are the first person to come to divination today, for free. ”

PS: The second more request for recommendation votes~