If this time does not leave here, then Dulin will have to face several thugs with weapons. Although he came from the countryside, a little straight, but he was anything but a fool.
Looking at the rabid dog, Vicente hurried with a knife. Dulin turned around and ran. We do not believe that his flesh, arms, legs and legs resemble the salute of sharp iron.
A man ran forward, several men chased him, almost two blocks later, several people gasped and ran to a stop, watching how even time disappeared into the corner, breathing even more uncomfortably. They are gang members, not athletes, and this time they are good at killing, but they are really bad at running.
"That ... What's the boy's name?" It was good enough for Wilson to hold the lamp post at the cost of the road, like a tired habit, breathing heavily with his tongue. part because the breathing was reduced that the mucous membranes would enter The trachea dry and tight, and partly because it was breathed.
"Sounds ... Call ... Dulin?"
After stopping running, Wilson is reduced better. He cut the streetlight and fired some sparks. "May our men find it!"
However, I had no problem. It was miserable, not because I could face the revenge of a man, or because I had lost the opportunity to succeed.
It hit the side walls of the road. These damn gangsters were really abominable.
At the same time, there is another question in your mind: what exactly is the cost of entertainment?
Since he arrived in the city, nothing has gone well, except for a dollar he earned the first day. Nobody wanted to attract him, and there was no way to make money. Every day he lived in a hole in a bridge and bore an unpleasant smell. It was the cheapest whole wheat bread, harder than the bricks, and only a few white spots could be left on the stones. Drinking is also the groundwater that comes out of the groundwater, most of this month did not even eat a hot meal.
It is difficult to find an opportunity for him to realize the aspirations of his life, but these people spoil it.
Some of them circled two streets in frustration and returned to the bridge. I needed to think carefully and quietly about the future. But when he approached the bridge, the whole crowd was paralyzed. As there were many dogs and wild mice near the hole, he cleaned it and made a simple door with a piece of abandoned wood. When he came out of the hole, he prevented the rats or the wild dogs from sneaking in and destroying his backpack and his clothes.
But now ... The door had broken and he stepped aside, and ran into the hole, and the whole man suddenly became disillusioned.
Everything is gone, including the damn cigarette box. He hid the box of cigarettes behind a loose brick that was now under his feet and the small iron box was missing.
It had been almost a month since nothing had happened, and he was sitting prostrate against the wall of the bridge, his face covered with his hands.
Why?
Is this the torment of God for me?
For the first time, he developed the idea of returning to the countryside and then mediocre for life. But soon the idea was engulfed in a crazy flame, and his hands came down slowly, clenched tightly in his fists, and the corners of his eyes moved a few times.
No, I can not go back This is not God's torment for me, but God's test for me. To run further, to run further is a brilliant path, if I fall here, I will be a field life, people are not welcome! God has given me a precious wealth, how can I degenerate? Nothing can disconcert me, is it just some difficulties? Come on, fight!
He touched the four coins in his pocket and stepped away from the bridge. Now his idea was not how fast he would become a decent man in high society, but how to survive in the city and find the way to his ideal.
"Are you sure?" A gray-haired old man with a golden silk mirror in his left eye hung his head and looked at him. The old man was dressed in a very elegant suit and a white shirt, which caused a very noble temperament. At the elder's question, Durin nodded.
This is the recruiting office of the steam locomotive station. The steam locomotive is somewhat similar to Durling's train of dreams, which requires rails, but not the same source of energy. Trains use steam boilers to drive heavy cars, and steam locomotives use something called obsidians as an energy source. By placing obsidian in a mechanical packing port and adding some catalysts, obsidian can sustainably release unimaginable amounts of heat and gas.
At this moment with a little water, steam appears. Including the situation in road cars, some large-scale machinery on the construction site, almost as long as machinery, are using Obsidian as raw material.
Turnell might have been a thriving metropolis in Durin's eyes, but it was a border city for the entire empire, and basically nothing good except food and animal skins.
Oh, yes, and the wine.
Although Tenel was a small border town, it did not prevent the station from becoming an important part of imperial rail transit. Each day, a steam locomotive passes by, unloads a large amount of cargo or loads a large amount of cargo, and then leaves.
No matter the loading or unloading, manual work is needed. It is said that in some of the most prosperous cities of the Empire machinery has been used to replace labor, and there has been more than one cruise.
Of course, in such a rural area, it is obviously cheaper to use labor.
Coolie is always the bottom of the job. But who is willing to spend a lot of time and energy in this way to earn the lowest salary if they have the ability to do so?
So when Du Linlai asked for a porter, the station manager needed to confirm it over and over again.
"You can call me Klein, you have to sign an agreement before you work, the agreement requires you to work at the station for at least six months, and within six months, whatever the reason you leave the station, you must pay a fee. Fifty dollar contract infraction Kern pulled a contract out of the drawer and put it on the table. "The salary is one dollar and five per month, and you get two cents for each standard item you carry."
"In addition, we will provide you a place to live, two meals a day, that do not require you to pay anything else, if there is no other objection, you can sign here." He changed the direction of the agreement, put his index finger at the top of the agreement and moved forward.
Durin looked at the agreement on the table for a long time before saying something embarrassing: "Sorry, I can not write my name."
Kern raised his eyebrows without looking ridiculous. He nodded slightly. 'Do not worry about the children. Many people who work here do not write their names. He turned the agreement around again, signed the name of Durin Kosma, took out a box of red clay and said: "Just press a fingerprint here."
"Though there may be some... But I think you should at least learn how to read a newspaper and write your name while you are young, don't you?
Durin stepped back two steps after pressing his fingerprints, and he felt that the closer he got to Mr. Kern, the nearer he got to the clean, red, expensive table, the more humble he became.
People should be equal, but in this room, facing Mr. Kern, he felt nothing equal!
He lowered his head and answered, "yes, I intend to earn money and then go to a school."
Mr. Kern glanced at the agreement and took out a copy and pushed it to the edge of the table. "Very good. Learning improves literacy and cognition. I know a place that teaches older people, and it's very cheap. Of course, you should also understand that if you can learn something cheap, the key is yourself.
He was just about to finish the conversation when he suddenly remembered something: "Well, after the agreement is signed, you're a station worker. There may be unions coming to you in a few days. My advice is not to take them for granted." He smiled, put the agreement in the drawer, put his hands and fingers together, and put it on the table. "Okay, you can go back and report to the station warehouse by five o'clock tomorrow morning. Someone will tell you what to do."
After leaving Mr. Klein's office, Dulin often breathed a sigh of relief.
Since one step is only wishful and ridiculous arrogance, then fall on the ground, down-to-earth forward!