Chapter IV Divination

He sat back in his chair until the church bell rang again in the distance. Seven times in a row, Zhou Mingrui stood up slowly, came to the cupboard, and took out his clothes.

A black waistcoat, suit of the same color, trousers with slightly tight ankles, a top hat of half height, and light book breath make Zhou Mingrui look at himself in the mirror as if he were watching an English drama about the Victorian era.

"I'm not going for an interview, I'm just buying a dish and preparing materials for the transfer ceremony..." Suddenly, he murmured in a low voice, shaking his head and laughing.

Klein is so worried about the upcoming interview that it turns into a physical instinct. When he is not focused enough, he habitually wears only decent clothes.

With a sigh, Zhou Mingrui took off his suit and vest and replaced them with an old brown coat. The top of his head was also changed into a felt hat with a round edge of the same color.

After packing himself, he paced to the side of the high and low bed, raised the upper cushion, put his hand through the inconspicuous hole at the bottom, and groped for a while to find the interlayer.

When his right hand retracted, there was already a roll of banknotes in his palm, about seven or eight, with dark green and white color.

This is all the savings of Benson at present, including the living expenses for the three days. Among them, only two five-sule banknotes are available, and the rest are one-sule banknotes.

In the monetary system of the Kingdom of Lun, the Sul is on the second level, which is derived from ancient silver coins. One Sul equals twelve copper pence, with two denominations of one and five.

At the top of the currency is the gold pound, which is also a paper currency, but is guaranteed by gold and directly linked. A gold pound equals 20 Sul, with three denominations of one, five, and ten.

Zhou Mingrui opened the bill and smelled a very light special ink fragrance.

This is the taste of money.

Perhaps it is due to the influence of Klein's memory fragments, or his thirst for money that has never changed. At that moment, Zhou Mingrui felt that he was in love with these little guys.

Look, their patterns are so exquisite that George III, who has two mustaches and is serious and stereotyped, looks so cute

Look, the watermark seen through the sun is so attractive. The carefully designed anti-counterfeit label makes it completely different from fake sexy cheap goods!

After appreciating for dozens of seconds, Zhou Mingrui pulled out two one-sule notes, rewound the rest, and stuffed them back into the interlayer inside the cushion.

After smoothing the cloth strip near the hole, Zhou Mingrui folded the two notes neatly and put them in the left pocket of his brown coat, and placed them separately from the pennies in his pants pocket.

To do all this, he put the key into his right pocket, took the big dark brown paper bag, and walked quickly to the door.

Da da, da, the sound of footsteps from fast to slow, and finally stopped.

Zhou Mingrui stood by the door, frowning for some time.

There are many doubts about Klein's suicide. Will you encounter any "accidents" if you go out like this?

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Mingrui returned to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out the revolver with flashing brass luster.

This is the only defensive weapon he can think of, and it is also a powerful weapon!

Although he has never practiced shooting, just taking out this pistol can certainly scare people!

After rubbing the cold metal wheel, Zhou Mingrui stuffed the pistol into the pocket where the note was located, held the note tightly in his palm, and pressed the handle tightly with his fingers to hide it perfectly.

A sense of security arose spontaneously. He knew a little about everything, and suddenly came up with a worry:

"Can it be fired by mistake?"

Ideas poured in, and Zhou Mingrui quickly found his way of thinking. He pulled out his pistol, swung the wheel to the left, turned the bullet nest vacated by "suicide" to the firing position, and then snapped it together.

In this way, even if the fire goes off, it will only be "empty"!

The pistol was stuffed again, and Zhou Mingrui's left hand was put in his pocket like that, and he didn't take it out anymore.

He pressed his hat with his right hand, opened the door, and banged out.

During the day, the corridor is still dark, and the window at the end can penetrate the sunlight is quite limited. Zhou Mingrui quickly stepped down the stairs and left the apartment to feel the brightness and warmth.

At this time, although July is approaching and it is midsummer, Tyngen is located in the north of the Kingdom of Roon, with unique climate characteristics. The highest temperature of the year is less than 30 degrees Celsius on the earth, and the morning is even cooler. Some places on the street are dirty and littered with debris. In Klein's memory, in places where low-income people live, even if they have sewers, similar scenes are not rare, because there are many people, because of life.

"Come on, delicious fried meat fish!"

"Hot and fresh oyster soup, drink a bowl in the morning, and you will be energetic all day!"

"The fresh fish from the port is only 5p!"

"Muffins, eel soup, and ginger beer!"

"Conch, conch, conch!"

"The vegetables just collected by the farm outside the city are cheap and fresh!"

...

The mobile street vendors selling vegetables, fruits, and cooked food shouted and greeted the passers-by in a hurry. Some of them would stop to buy carefully, and some would wave impatiently because today's work was not settled.

Zhou Mingrui smelled the stench and smell of the air. His left hand firmly held the gun handle and the paper money, while his right hand held the round felt hat, bent slightly, and lowered his head through the noisy street.

There are thieves where there are many people, especially there are many semi-unemployed poor people and hungry children who are driven by people.

Along the way, when the density of the surrounding people returned to normal, Zhou Mingrui straightened his back again, raised his head, and looked into the street.

There was a wandering accordion musician playing, with melodious and warm melodies.

Next to him, there were many children in rags and with sallow faces due to malnutrition.

They listen to music, follow the beat, twist their bodies according to their instincts, and dance with their own creation, and their faces are full of happiness, just like they are a little prince and a little angel.

A woman with a numb expression passed by with a dirty skirt and dark skin.

Her eyes were dull and dull. Only when she looked at the group of children did some glimmers flash, as if she had seen herself 30 years ago.

Zhou Mingrui passed her, turned to another street, and stopped in front of the "Sling Bakery".

The owner of the bakery is a 70-year-old grandmother named Wendy Sling. Her hair is all gray, and her face is always filled with a gentle smile. She has been selling bread and cakes here since Klein has remembered.

Hmm, her own baking of the bacon cake and lemon cake is very delicious... Zhou Mingrui swallowed his saliva and smiled:

"Mrs. Sling, eight pounds of rye bread."

"Oh, little Klein, where's Benson? He hasn't come back yet?" Wendy asked with a smile.

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

Wendy took rye bread and sighed:

"He is really a diligent and good boy. He will have a good wife."

Speaking of this, she raised her mouth and said with a slightly naughty smile:

"Now that you have graduated, our Hoy University history graduate~well, you can make money soon. You should not live in the apartment like this, at least have a bathroom of your own."

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

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

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

This is not an extravagant expectation. Even the lecturer in the internship period at Tingan University can earn 2 gold pounds a week. After becoming a full-time teacher, he will earn 3 gold pounds and 10 sules. You know, Klein's brother, Benson, has worked for several years, and his weekly salary is only 1 pound and 10 sules. The average worker in the factory is even less than 1 pound or just a little bit earlier. The rent of such a single house varies from 19 sules to 1 pound and 18 sules.

"This is the difference between the monthly income of 34 thousand and the monthly income of 145 thousand..." Zhou Mingrui muttered to himself.

However, the premise of all this is to pass the interview at the University of Tyngen or the University of Bakeland.

As for other ways, people without backgrounds can't be recommended to become public officials, while those who study history have a narrow scope of employment, and the demand for private advisers from nobles, bankers, and industrial tycoons is not much.

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

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

As she spoke, she packed the weighed 16 pieces of rye flour into Zhou Mingrui's large dark brown paper bag, spread her right hand, and said:

"9p."

The weight of each rye bread is about 0.5 pounds, and the deviation is inevitable.

"9p, didn't you want 11p the other two days?" Zhou Mingrui asked subconsciously.

Last month it was 15 pence.

"Thank you for the repeal of the Grain Act and those who marched," Wendy said with a smile.

Zhou Mingrui nodded vaguely. Klein's memory of this was somewhat incomplete. He only remembered that the core of the Grain Act was to protect the price of domestic agricultural products. Before the price rose to a certain extent, he would not import grain from southern Feneport, Massey, Lunburg, and other countries.

Why would anyone march against it?

Without saying more, Zhou Mingrui was afraid to take out the revolver, so he could only carefully take out the paper money, take out one of them and give it to Mrs. Sling.

After retrieving three copper pennies and stuffing them into his trouser pocket, he took the paper bag containing bread and went to the "lettuce and meat" market across the street, working hard for the stewed lamb with tender peas ordered by his sister.

There is a municipal square at the intersection of Iron Cross Street and Narcissus Street. At this time, many tents have been set up. There are funny clowns who are distributing leaflets everywhere.

"Tomorrow night, the circus will perform?" Zhou Mingrui glanced at the leaflet in others' hands and read out the general content in a low voice.

Melissa must like it very much. I don't know how to charge the tickets. In a flash of thought, Zhou Mingrui drew close to him.

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

"Do you want to do divination?"

Looking around subconsciously, Zhou Mingrui saw a woman with a pointed hat and a long black skirt standing in front of a low tent.

Her face was painted with red and yellow oil paint, and her eyes were dark and gray.

"No." Zhou Mingrui shook his head and replied that he had no spare money to do divination.

The woman smiled and said:

"My Tarot divination is accurate."

"Tarot..." Zhou Mingrui was shocked.

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

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

Wait... He suddenly remembered the origin of Tarot divination in the world.

It was not originated from seven orthodox gods, nor was it a legacy of ancient times. It was invented more than 170 years ago by Russell Gustav, then the consul of the Republic of Indis.

Mr. Russell invented the steam engine, improved the sailboat, overthrew the rule of the Kingdom of Indis, and was recognized by the "God of Craftsmen" church, becoming the first consul of the New Republic.

Later, he went south and north, and included the Lunburg and other countries in the protection, so that the Kingdom of Lune, Feneport, the Kingdom of the Kazak, and other northern mainland powers bowed their heads one after another, and then changed the Republic into an empire again, claiming to be "Caesar".

It was during Russell's reign that the "God of Craftsmen" church received the 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 composition and playing method of current cards. There are several types that Zhou Mingrui is familiar with, such as upgrading, fighting against landlords, Texas, Kunt

In addition, he sent his fleet to find a channel to the southern continent in the storm and turbulence, which opened the colonial era.

Unfortunately, when he was old, he was betrayed. In 1198 of the fifth century, he was assassinated by the Eternal Sun Church, the Sauron family of the Tis royal family, and other nobles, and fell to the White Maple Palace.

This... remembering these common senses, Zhou Mingrui suddenly has a toothache.

Isn't this the elder of the walker?

With this in mind, Zhou Mingrui wanted to see what the tarot looks like, so he nodded to the woman with a pointed hat and painted face:

"If not, well, the price is reasonable, I'll try."

The woman immediately smiled:

"Sir, you are the first person to come to divine today, free of charge."