Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 43 The Golden Age
At 8 o'clock in the evening, Walker Street is the busiest time.

The day shift workers left work in droves, and the evening shift workers came to work in groups. The snow on Walker Street was almost flattened, and it didn't even need salt to prevent slipping.

Even in the old town, Walker Street is considered an old street. This old street has a long history and can even be traced back to 80 years ago.

The accommodation conditions of the workers on Walker Street are very poor. Basically, they are in multiple rooms without separate bathrooms.

Migrant workers make up the majority, which means more chaos in the community.

The low crime rate in Walker Street's official statistics means that Klein Justus has effectively controlled this worker's street.

Before Chen Yan came here to buy real estate, he actually visited a place farther away—the lower city bordering the old city, where there are a large number of crudely built small bungalows.

Those bungalows were built by speculators in Yanan City, and those real estate developers with unscrupulous intentions only wanted to make money, obviously without any consideration for any living experience——

The row of coffin-like bungalows not only have a bad environment, but also squeeze public transportation——

As a result, the streets became narrow and narrow, and in some places it was even impossible to pass steam buses.

On top of that, the rent is high.

As we all know, 1 pound = 50 shillings, 1 shilling = 120 pence,

According to the current price standard in Yanan City,

The rent for a coffin house in the lower city is 2 shillings and 8 pence per room for a week.

The wages of casual workers are even less than 3 pence a day.

That is to say, a casual worker has to work 12 hours a day, without eating, drinking, playing, smoking or extra meals for three months, in order to be able to pay the rent of a house for a week.

When Chen Yan first heard about this situation from his third uncle, he immediately felt that his third uncle was lying to him.

It was only after I investigated myself that I found out that the reality is really such a fucking fantasy.

Even normal factory workers earn less than 5p a day.

This means that if you want to work in Yanan, you can only share the rent with others.

What kind of rent law is the joint lease?

The first time Chen Yan saw the shared apartment in Xiacheng District, he almost bit off his tongue.

Generally low-end temporary hotels, each room has 4 to 6 beds.

The bed was not that big, just a little bit bigger than an ordinary big bed.

But each bed must sleep at least 4 to 6 people.

How can I sleep?

Chen Yan will never forget the proud, ugly, shrewd but disgusting expression of the hotel owner for the rest of his life.

"Squeeze, and you'll be able to sleep."

Such a hotel owner is not a big shot, nor is he a high-achieving student. He did not open such a hotel with his own efforts.

He's just lucky enough.

When Chen Yan bought No. 33 Walker Street, the third uncle also told him the method of renting a house.

But the situation on Walker Street is not the same as in the downtown area.

Migrant workers and new immigrants from all over the world live in the lower city.

Dozens or even hundreds of years ago, the older generation of migrant workers and immigrants from all over the world lived in Walker Street. At that time, the old city was not the old city, and the lower city didn’t even have construction drawings.

Those old migrant workers and old immigrants, after a lifetime of hard work, already have a certain amount of savings,

For them, even if they do not have their own house, they will not live in a shared house like a pigsty.

Chen Yan thought in his heart, doing business with such people, they are not shabby, and I am not shabby either.

Chen Yan knew that this was just his inner self-comfort. From the moment he bought No. 33 Walker Street, he became a speculator like the hotel owner in the downtown area, enjoying the benefits of the times, but his face seemed to be Not that ugly, essentially the same.

But so what...

If you don’t make money, how can you survive, how can you go to college, and how can you live a better life.

He asked himself many times, didn't he come to the empire for a better life?

Other than that, nothing else.

Chen Yan knew that he had no choice but to move forward with the times. All he could do was accept it, follow the rules of this society, work harder, earn more money, and live a better life...

In a daze, Chen Yan realized that he had already reached the door of the house.

He went up the steps, took out the key, and put it in the keyhole.

"Bah…"

Chen Yan was taken aback.

The door was opened after only one turn of the key - which meant that the door was not locked.

The door was not locked, indicating that Ougami and glutinous rice fruit may have gone out.

Chen Yan was a little annoyed, isn't Ogami a ninja from the Sakura Kingdom!

Shouldn't ninjas fly over walls? !
How come ninjas still walk through the front door!
He subconsciously turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Street Police Department.

If Klein Justus finds out that he is harboring black households...

Chen Yan gritted his teeth and pushed open the door, Mo Hei took the kerosene lantern from his hand and lit it.

Holding a kerosene lantern in his left hand, he went upstairs lightly, looked from the gap in the stairs on the second floor to the third floor, and managed to see some lights in the window of Room 303 next to the stairs.

They're still in the room... At least one of them is still in the room.

Only then did Chen Yan remember that he forgot to buy food for them.

At this time, the shops were already closed, and the small street vendors were afraid of the street police and did not dare to come out to set up stalls.

There is nothing to eat today, and I don't know if they found anything to eat when they went out during the day.

He stood on the stairs between the second floor and the third floor and thought for a long time, and finally decided to say hello.

He walked up to the third floor, coughed twice, stood at the door of Room 303, and asked in a gentle tone as much as possible: "I'm back!"

It doesn't seem appropriate to say that...

Chen Yan was annoyed by his embarrassing greeting when the voice of glutinous rice fruit came from inside the door.

"Ah, landlord, you are back!"

It seems to be the habit of Ying country people to add people after the name.

"Yes, glutinous rice fruit, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten, Ogami found something to eat for me."

I found something to eat...

Chen Yan didn't feel very good.

He is a ninja with two samurai swords on his back, where can he find food for you!
Wouldn't it be murder and robbery?

Chen Yan didn't dare to ask, so he pretended that he didn't know, and said, "If it's not convenient for you to go out, I will go buy breakfast tomorrow morning, and I can bring you..."

and many more……

Why do I have to post again!

Am I the kind of fool who can't walk when I see a woman?
Obviously not!
It must be because of kindness... because of humanitarianism!

Chen Yan comforted himself. He told himself that when he was away from home, in a foreign country, he would help as much as he could. Isn't it human nature...

Before Chen Yan could speak, Nuomi Guo had already responded.

"The landlord is a good person, thank you very much!"

Chen Yan felt a little heartache, and this heartache continued to expand as he calculated the remaining change in his wallet. After a while, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Counting the money deposited in the bank, his entire net worth is only 1 shilling and 20 pence left-this is the level that he is about to starve to death!

Not to mention, Byrgenworth College is about to start spring enrollment, if he can't pay the tuition fee, it will be delayed for half a year!

(End of this chapter)