Unexpectedly, his heart moved and he shouted outside: "A piece of "Ironborn Morning News"!"
Newsboys immediately gathered around, rolled up the newspaper, inserted it into the net bag on the top of the bamboo pole, and lifted it to the roof of the car.
Seeing the six or seven bamboo poles swinging in front of him, Mo Zhi hesitated a little. He looked at the thinnest of the newsboys, took out the newspaper, and put a one-copper yellow note in his net pocket.
Several children sighed at the same time from under the car, and shouted to other places on the roof of the car.
Mozhi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that this choice was more difficult than the exam...
At this time, the car door had been closed, and people were rushing to the second floor, rushing to the few empty seats. Unexpectedly, he had to take Uncle Cat back from the empty seat next to him and give up the empty seat.
A middle-aged man from Tang Dynasty who was covered in oil and stains looked at Mo Zhi and asked hesitantly: "Can you go in a little bit? I'm afraid it will stain your clothes."
Seeing the apology on the middle-aged man's face, Mo Zhi smiled and said: "It's okay, don't worry!"
"My body is covered in paint, so it's hard to wash it if it gets dirty!" The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, then gathered the corners of his clothes and sat down to the side, for fear of bumping into the person and cat sitting on the other seat...
Mo Cai praised the other party's quality, turned his attention to the newspaper in his hand, turned to the last page, and looked for what he wanted among the recruitment notices and information about people and things they were looking for.
I just watched it from beginning to end, but didn’t find anything unusual...
The suspected time traveler named He Man has no new messages!
Come to think of it, it's only been a day... Unexpectedly spread out the newspaper and read other contents.
"Nuclear energy triggers public excitement! Factory strikes, school holidays, has the federal government compromised?"... The front page is still the same content, there is nothing new, but the serialized horror novel "Forbidden Inn" is more attractive...
"Can you lend me one to look at?" the painter next to him asked cautiously.
"Of course..." Mobi had a good impression of this uncle, so he kept the one he was looking at and handed over the rest of the pages.
"Thank you! Thank you!" The middle-aged man kept saying thanks, spreading the newspaper on his clothes, just enough to cover the oil stains on his body, while looking at the unpredictable clothes:
"Are you a college student?"
"I really envy you... I dropped out of school after attending public elementary school. I had no education and could only work as a worker, but it was okay and I could barely support my wife and children."
... Before he finished speaking, the tram suddenly started moving. A woman next to the painter lost her balance and leaned directly on the painter.
The woman quickly stabilized her body, saw a light stain on her clothes, and said to the painter:
"You soiled my clothes!"
The tone was cold, with a strong questioning tone!
Unexpectedly, he looked up...A European woman with flaxen hair, white skin, carefully carved dark nails, a long black woolen coat and a brown fur collar...
He was looking at the middle-aged painter with disgust on his face.
"Me?" The painter was stunned and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!".
"No, I'll pay for your clothes!" The woman raised her head and refused to give up: "My clothes are very expensive and they are from the brand of Dream Yarn!"
Unpredictable has some associations with the value of clothes. Luo Sheng usually likes to wear woolen clothes - a long woolen coat for women in dream yarn. It costs more than one gold yuan at least, which is enough for a painter to work for four days without eating or drinking.
More than a month...
Sure enough, the painter suddenly became anxious and angry: "I didn't do this, you hit me!"
"You still don't admit it! Call the police!" the woman shouted loudly, and it seemed that she really wanted to distinguish right from wrong.
"I can't afford to pay..." The painter suddenly became confused: "I still have work to do in the afternoon. If I don't go, my boss will fire me."
The implication is that if the Public Security Department solves the problem, it will probably take half a day.
"I can't afford to pay for it!" The woman gently flicked the oil stains on her clothes with her fingers, twitched the corner of her mouth towards the painter, and showed a smile: "Then give me your seat, and it'll be okay..."
The painter was stunned for a moment, without any hesitation, he quickly stuffed the newspaper back into his hands, said thank you hastily, got up and gave up his seat...
Hey... Mo Yue sighed in his heart.
The woman smiled triumphantly, without saying hello. She stretched out her hand to grab a piece of newspaper that was not collected, and carefully wiped the painter's seat, for fear of leaving any traces...
"These dirty workers will never learn gentlemanly behavior..."
"This kind of transportation should only be open to the nobles of Europe! I really don't understand why the tram prices are so low, so that these poor people can get on the train. It's such a mess... I'm fed up!"
………
At the moment when the newspaper was snatched away, spirituality had already flowed into the woman's body, so Mo Bo could see the woman wiping the seat and hear the other person's thoughts at the same time.
Nobles... There is no such thing in the federal government system. He turned to look at the woman suspiciously, guessing where the other person's sense of superiority came from.
The woman wiped the seat spotlessly, as if she had wiped off a layer of paint, and then sat on it with satisfaction...
I just don't know if I twisted my body too much and farted.
Um... This is disgusting. Mo Zhi quickly stuck his head out of the window, glanced at the woman with his peripheral vision, and found that she was sitting in her seat, looking forward as if nothing had happened.
This is really the double standard of the "aristocratic" model...
"Hey!" Mo Zhi became unhappy and shouted to the woman next to him.
The woman kept her chin raised and slowly turned her head without any expression on her face, as if asking: "What do you want?"
Then, she heard Mozhi say in a calm tone:
"Madam, you really have the aristocratic demeanor and love to clean so much... After wiping for so long, you still haven't forgotten to blow on it?"
The unpredictable voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for a group of people around to hear it. It took the crowd who had long been unhappy with the woman two seconds to recover from the unpredictable words, and half of the carriage broke into laughter.
.
The roar of laughter made the woman's nerves tense. She could no longer maintain her "aristocratic" demeanor and her face turned red.
I wanted to reply to Mu Zhi, but found that I didn't know how to refute.
I couldn’t find any point in Mu Zhi’s words to criticize me...
It seems to be true?!
…
Unpredictable chuckled and unfolded the remaining newspapers in his hands again...
You are pretending in your heart, but this is not a slap in the face, it’s not a big deal... Never mind her!
Anyway, the headache is gone
…
After one person and one cat got off the bus, they walked home along the lakeside road in the villa area.
"Uncle Cat!" Mo Zhi sighed: "There is no aristocracy in the federal government, right?"
"No, it disappeared hundreds of years ago." Uncle Cat stroked his beard: "It's just that some rich people like to label themselves as nobles, so that they can look a little more classy."
"Like that woman, she just doesn't know that the really rich people ride in cars!"
Uncle Cat smiled and finally concluded: "It is only the development of science and technology that has allowed the poor and the rich who had no intersection with each other to have a common living space, and then various contradictions appeared... For example, trams."
"Is that so..." Mo Zhi nodded noncommittally.
After returning home, Mo Zhi heated up a burger, Uncle Cat ate some cat food, and then took a nap.
The lunch break in Rodinia is considered a nap, because the day is long, and there is a full four-hour rest time at noon. After waking up unexpectedly, the old cat is still huddled in the bed, as if there is nothing else but sleeping during the whole day.
Something happened...
The key is that he can sleep as usual at night!
Mo Cai remembered that he should call Luo Sheng and tell her that he had gone home... Luo Sheng would always drive him home when he went to school, which was why the original owner never stayed at school.
I recalled how to use old-fashioned telephones. I turned the handle, charged the phone, and then directly picked up the handset.
There was a busy tone and the phone was picked up:
"Hello! This is the hot spring telephone station. Where do you want to be connected?"
The sound is a bit sweet...
At the telephone station switchboard, this was the original version of telephone customer service. Mu Zhi pondered for a moment: "No need to connect, just leave a message. Tell Ms. Luo from the Xinyu Psychological Counseling Clinic that Mr. Mo has gone home, so there is no need to pick him up."
"Okay!" A sweet female voice came from the phone, and the phone hung up.
Seeing that it was still early, Mu Zhi rushed directly to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Seeing a good-looking pork belly in the "refrigerator", Mo Zhi was very happy. He cut the pork belly into small pieces, boiled it in water, and then washed it.
Find a pottery jar from the kitchen utensils, add pork belly, soy sauce, onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, refined salt, and other seasonings according to the proportions in your mind, then cover the jar, turn down the gas to the minimum, and leave only
The tiny flame finally sat on the jar.
The method of making braised pork is the simplest, but it tastes the most enjoyable...
Thinking that the braised pork should be paired with rice, Mo Bo washed two bowls of rice and prepared to make some rice when Luo Sheng came home soon - there was no rice cooker in this world, and rice had to be cooked with fish.
There are still four hours before Luo Sheng returns home. The braised pork is just right and the rice is just right, perfect!
Mo Zhi gave himself a big thumbs up in his heart.
Maybe because of the solitary life before time travel, Mozhu still likes to treat himself to something delicious when he has nothing to do, so he has developed a good hand at home cooking. But now, cooking is just to kill time and... aftertaste.
While waiting for the meal to be cooked, Mo Chou went to the study on the second floor and pulled out a copy of "Ten Traps in Psychology" and went back to his room to read it.
Unknowingly, the rich aroma of meat floated...
"Meow~ It smells so good!" Uncle Cat woke up from his sleep and raised his head and asked.
"Of course..." Mobi, who was lying on the bed, looked at the clock on the wall and said with a smile, "You can try my craftsmanship tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, a vague spiritual fluctuation suddenly appeared. Uncle Cat's body suddenly stiffened, and his two ears suddenly stood up, as if he was listening to something.
"What's wrong?" Mo Zhi also felt the spirituality in Uncle Cat.
It took about ten seconds before Uncle Cat turned his head and said solemnly: "The captain contacted me and I have a mission tonight."
"Oh...what did I use to contact you? The spiritual fluctuation just now?" He was so unpredictable.
The old cat did not answer the unpredictable question, but said directly: "The captain said that you should go together and help!"