Blackstone Code

"Have you found a job yet?"

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

The girlfriend is neither disappointed nor has excessive mood swings, as if... It is a very normal thing to find a job.

Lynch tried his best to avoid verbal communication, he was afraid that the woman who slept next to him every day would notice his abnormality.

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

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

Lynch nodded and began to enjoy the not-so-appetizing dinner.

The fork pierced the slightly coagulated outer layer of the egg, and the egg yolk thickly flowed on the pieces of minced meat, like a natural seasoning or some kind of sauce, making these pieces of meat more attractive.

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

He crossed, he didn't know what scientific principle it was, or other reasons, but anyway he crossed.

Before crossing, he had done many jobs, courier, insurance salesman, waiter, half-cook... .

In the thirty years before he crossed over, he had done a lot of inconspicuous and small jobs, and great changes had taken place after he was thirty.

In his later statement, he used the previous thirty years to accumulate experience, and then he accumulated a lot of experience, and his speeches with rich voice and emotion successfully moved the judge...

Then, 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, he gradually fell into sleep in a daze, and time traveled.

After transmigrating, he appeared in this family. The owner of this body happened to be Lynch, but this was already another world that had nothing to do with the "previous life".

He has nothing but a girlfriend.

Now he looks like the most failed kind of social scum, the one who eats his girlfriend and lives with his girlfriend. Apart from being able to help his girlfriend solve some problems at night, he is like a parasite.

In the past few days, he has been wandering around outside on the pretext of going out to find a job. This world gave him an indescribably novel feeling.

It feels like the 1940s and 1950s, or the 1950s and 1960s. Technology is not very developed, but at the same time it is in the period of technological explosion.

A lot of products keep appearing in front of the public, making people dizzy. He saw the slogan on the promotional poster on the street - "Ai Rui Dai, a trace of A Niu Dai"

In his view, 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 became strong, and there was a longing in his heart, he firmly believed that there was a reason for his time travel.

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

"Go and put some hot water, let's take a shower today..." My girlfriend ordered while clearing away the dishes.

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

During the period of travel, he found that he and his girlfriend had a very clear life plan, which was not completely messy.

The current weather is neither hot nor cold, and it is not easy to sweat if you do not exercise vigorously, so basically there is no need to take a bath every day.

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

Rich people don't care about the small money. They will even install a boiler in their house to provide a heating system, and buy a washing machine to wash clothes anytime, anywhere.

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

Counting every expense carefully, and adhering to a monk-like life to save every penny, this is their life.

Not because they want discipline, more because of poverty.

The girlfriend turned around and walked to the edge of the sink, turned on the valve to rinse the tableware, "After twelve o'clock in the evening, our hot water will stop, and we will pay the bill next week, so we can save some money."

Lynch shrugged. He walked into the bathroom, turned on the valve, drained the cold water at the front, and steaming hot water flowed out of the pipe.

After taking a bath, the two lay down on the narrow bed, and soon fell into a dream.

Lynch's girlfriend works in a supermarket as a cashier, working ten hours a day, including a one-hour break.

She would often pick up some expired or expired food, or cheap daily necessities from the supermarket, which was why the two of them had only one of them working, and they could live on.

The two were classmates in high school, and neither was able to enter the university. Lynch worked as a worker for a while, but later gave up because he was too tired from work.

Catherine, her girlfriend, found the job in the supermarket and has kept it ever since.

This is a very typical loser family, whether it is Lynch or Catherine, they don't know how long this kind of 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 and relationship anytime and anywhere because of the sudden outburst of certain emotions.

Early the next morning, Lynch washed up briefly. Catherine had already left, leaving a box of Cheerios and a bottle of milk on the table.

He walked to the side of the cupboard and poured the milk into the pot to heat it up. By the way, he took a look at the expiration date, and unsurprisingly, it had already expired for two days.

This kind of milk is the kind that needs to be processed directly in the supermarket and thrown into the trash can, but many supermarket employees are willing to work in the supermarket through long working hours and low wages.

What they value is that these things can be obtained for free.

The strong milky fragrance makes people a little intoxicated. Lynch is used to soaking some things with hot milk, while Catherine and others are used to soaking directly, which feels very bad.

After eating breakfast, he simply took care of his image, and stopped at a street not far from where they rented.

It's not like he hasn't done anything these days. Of course, this doesn't mean 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 track of some things.

For example, you know that the land under your feet will be very expensive in a hundred years, for example, you know that the price of artworks is skyrocketing every year, for example, you know...

Everyone has a sense of ambition when they stand where Lynch is now, because most of them can grasp the pulse of the future.

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

Where does the capital come from?

This thing will not fall from the sky, nor will it come from the flood. In fact, even if many people are given the opportunity to go back to the past, they still have no ability to change their lives.

Maybe there are, but some are limited. They may 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. This is not the same as what they thought at the beginning.

Some people are destined to dance the wind and clouds, and some people can't do anything even if they are given the chance.

Obviously, Lynch is the former, he already has all the qualities, he has succeeded, this is the decisive key.

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

When it was almost noon, when the traffic on the street began to decline, two guys in windbreakers stood in front of them. One of them stuck his hand inside the windbreaker, as if he was 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 has no fear at this time, but a smile on his face, "I have been waiting for you for several days. What are you waiting for? Lead the way!"