Fox of France

　　 "What is this?" Joseph frowned and asked. For those unknown things, Joseph didn't have too much urge to send it into his mouth. It can be seen from this that he was by no means a waste of time before crossing.

"Let me tell you, this crystal clear liquid is exactly the jade liquid jelly that Hebe, the goddess of youth, hospitalized Zeus, the **** king in charge of thunder and lightning. It is the goddess Muse bestowed on his followers... Try it, it can bring you all kinds of dreams and inspirations, and make you forget all your sorrows." Amang replied in an exaggerated tone like reading "Cid".

　　 "Come on, Armand, you are not on the stage, you are not performing "Cid". To be clear, what is this thing?" Joseph's tone was a little impatient.

"Ah, ordinary people, the endless treasure is right in front of you, but you have no eyes to see it." Amang continued in that aria-like voice, "Do you like gold? With it, Ali Baba, Alexander’s treasure house will burst open in front of your eyes; do you love fantasy? Drink it, the infinite space and the deep ocean will open their arms to you; are you keen on power, drink it and you will become Caesar , Became Augustus, became Alexander. Isn't that attractive enough?"

　　 "What the **** is it?" Joseph frowned. He knows that in this era, it is an era when various psychotropic drugs are widely abused.

　　 "Have you heard of Sarasin?" Amon asked.

　　 "Of course I have heard of it, and I still know Assassin's Creed." Joseph thought this way, and said: "Of course, of course I know."

"Then you should also know that the old man in the mountain who wanted to assassinate Philip Augustus. According to legend, he ruled a wealthy valley with towering mountains on both sides of the valley-his legendary name came from here. Legend has it that in that mysterious valley, there is a garden of his. According to Marco Polo, he planted a kind of fairy grass there. His voters, the assassins, can fly to heaven in advance if they eat it. After seeing the bliss of heaven, they all believed that by serving the old man, they could enter that heaven forever. So the old man asked them to kill whoever they killed. Even if they had to trek to the end of the world, Walk to the golden apple tree where Hercules has been; or face torture, or even beheading. They have nothing to fear, because they think that it is only a way for them to ascend to the short-term. The way I lived in heaven. My friend, now the key to heaven is right in front of you."

　　 "Indian hemp!" Joseph said.

　　 "That's right, this is it!" Amang said with an exaggerated smile, "How about it, do you want to try it?"

　　 "No, no," Joseph hurriedly said, "Amon, you know, in terms of diet, I have always resisted these strange things."

"Oh, Joseph, your life will be so much less fun! But maybe you don't really need these, because you never lack the spark of inspiration. In addition, your attitude towards eating is a bit similar to my uncle." Amon said, "Well, what is your father's disease?"

"Not sure yet." Joseph said sadly, "but the doctor suspected that there was a tumor in his stomach, causing his stomach to ulcerate and bleed constantly. In short, it was very dangerous, and the doctor could hardly do anything. They estimated that he supported him. It will not be long. Maybe soon I will have to leave school and go back to Corsica."

　　 "Will you come back then?" Amon asked.

"I hope I can come back." Joseph said, "Who wants to leave Paris? But, you know I still have several brothers and sisters. Forget about the sisters, but the brothers have to go to school. This is a big sum. Expenses. If my father really has anything to do, as the eldest son of the family, I must stand up and take responsibility for the family."

"Joseph, you are not yet fifteen years old now." Armand said, "Even if you want to work, it would be a bit early. You are still a year away from graduating. If you drop out at this time, it will be a pity, and you are now Going directly to find a job, and looking for a job after you get a certificate after graduation, the salary you can get will be much worse. Maybe you drop out of school and work a year in advance, and the salary you can get is better than gritting your teeth and studying for another year. One-half of the salary you can get. Your family is a noble...Of course, I know that there is a big difference between the nobles of Corsica and the nobles of France...you know, I am talking about the economic difference. Nothing else. However, nobles are nobles after all. Even the poor aristocrats are only poorer than other nobles. So, I think your family can always support one more year."

Joseph shook his head and said: "My friend, the economic situation of our family is worse than you think. The poor aristocrats you mentioned are the poor aristocrats of France. But the poor aristocrats of Corsica are poorer than those of France. You are. I know that Corsica has just experienced a war, and the war has caused great damage to wealth. In addition, at the beginning, France did not recognize the aristocratic status of Corsica’s nobility. Later, although it was admitted conditionally, It also costs money to get this recognition. And it costs a lot of money. This almost squeezes our family out. So now, our family is much poorer than you think."

　　 "Okay, okay." Amon said, "But I still think... By the way, how is your English?"

　　 "Not bad, maybe a little better than my French." Joseph replied, "What's the matter?"

"Aren't you short of money?" Amon said, "I was asked to find someone to help translate Shakespeare and Milton's poems and plays. He was paid well, not much less than you dropped out of school to find a job. Well, in fact, you It doesn’t cost much to study, and even if you have a simple enough life, there is a little left. You go to school while doing more of this kind of work, and let your family be more frugal and support for a year. It shouldn’t be a big problem. After that, you will graduate and have the opportunity to get much more money than you do now."

　　 Joseph knew that what Amon said, someone asked him to find someone to translate the poems and plays of Shakespeare and Milton, but it was not all true. The real situation is mostly that someone asked Aman to translate these things.

　　 "Aman, this is someone who asked you to translate it. If I am next, isn't this robbing you of your money?" Joseph said.

"Hey, I'm so busy now, how can I have time to do these things? Look, I want to enjoy the fairy dew of the goddess of youth Hebe, and at the same time deal with my entire company of mistresses... God, where do I have Time to do such boring things? If I spend all my youth at the desk, my mistresses will definitely go to the bed of Fabio or another kid I don’t know. It’s just for me. People are my friends, I'm not easy to shirk. If you are willing to do it, that will really liberate me!" Amang replied in an exaggerated tone.

　　 Amang is a good-looking man, from a good background, and has money at home, so he is indeed very attractive to women. And he himself often likes to compare Don Juan (a typical **** ghost in European medieval legends, similar to what the Chinese mean by "deng disciple"), so he does often see different women around him, but To say that you have a company mistress, it must be bragging.

　　 "Thank you so much." Joseph replied very sincerely, "Also, do you think I can be an assistant to your uncle after graduation?"

"Huh? Be an assistant for him?" Amon's eyes widened, "Ah, my friend, with your math and natural philosophy level, of course it's okay. However, I don't recommend that you give it to him after graduation. My famous uncle is an assistant."

　　 "Why?" Joseph asked.

"If you are not under financial pressure, it would be nice to be an assistant to him, and you can learn a lot. But you may not know that my uncle...ah, he is my elder, and he belongs to the whole of France. Pride, I shouldn’t have said anything about him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but no one is perfect except Jesus. The same is true of my uncle. From a certain angle... Have you read Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice?"

　　 "I saw it." Joseph nodded.

　　 "He is similar to Sherlock in some ways. So, if you are under financial pressure, it is not a good choice to be an assistant to him." Amang smiled bitterly.

　　 "It turned out to be like this..." Joseph also followed.

　　 Joseph knew that Amon’s uncle, Lavoisier, was one of the greatest French scientists, but he also knew that Amon should not slander his uncle. Lavoisier is full of thirst for wealth. So even in the period of the Great Revolution, even if I knew I was a nobleman, I was not liked by the Jacobins in power. But he still took the risk to do taxation, hoarding, speculation and other things, and finally he was sent to the guillotine and had his head cut off. At that time, the great mathematician Gralange sighed: "It will take France a hundred years to grow such a clever head, but they only cut him off in a second." But even the Gralange who said that Lange did not think that Lavoisier had not done the things the Jacobins accused.

"Actually, it is not difficult to find a suitable job with your abilities, coupled with the signboard of the Louis the Great School." Amon said, "For you, to be a priest in a black robe is actually very Easy. Of course, being a priest theoretically has to give up a lot of things, but in fact it is another matter. You know, many popes have mistresses. Pope Alexander VI and his own daughter may even be...really... …Enviable!"

　　 "You beast!" Joseph said quickly.

　　 "Thank you for your high evaluation of me." Amang replied shamelessly.