The sound of the brush brushing on the floor reached the back hall, where the apprentice stood by the door, holding a piece of hot bread and turning his hands back and forth.
There was also a hint of mockery in the look he gave Lance, as if he was saying, "Even if a country chicken occasionally flies up to the sky, it will eventually fall back to the ground." That was probably what he meant, although he himself would never say such a profound word.
Lance straightened up and took the brush, "How was the bread from the day before yesterday?"
The room was still filled with the rich aroma of cheese and ham. The smile on the apprentice's face, which had not yet had time to bloom, disappeared in a very short time.
The corners of his mouth drooped little by little, and his face looked as ugly as if he had pooped in his trouser pockets. He wanted to say something, but he had never won in this kind of confrontation in the past month.
He was always the loser, and he didn't want to get himself into trouble, so this time he learned his lesson. He didn't argue with Lance, but just snorted coldly to maintain his last bit of stubbornness, and then walked away silently.
The apprentice did not continue to argue with Lance, because past lessons told him that no matter what he did, he would be the one who suffered in the end.
The whole world was bad, and he felt very hurt, especially when he could clearly smell the rich aroma of milk and ham in the air, but his mouth just tasted bitter, like bread mixed with sand and difficult to swallow.
The feeling of being hurt and abandoned by the world was stronger!
Lance knew that Johnny was not a good person, but he needed a place to accommodate him now.
Actually, it's okay to go to other places, but compared to other places where you need to worry and be wary of things, it seems more relaxed here with Johnny.
Because in his opinion, Johnny was just a fool, and apart from being able to take advantage of him with his mouth, he couldn't actually cause any substantial harm to him.
Money?
That kind of thing was in the drawer, and when he decided to leave, no one could stop him from taking his own money.
The bakery was very busy during the three days of the weekend. The apprentice might have been stimulated by the pizza and stayed in the back hall for the past few days.
There seemed to be something wrong with his mental state, but the fat boss didn't care.
All he needed was a fool to do his work for him without paying him, and he never thought of passing on his skills to this little thing.
He allowed him to learn techniques here because his mother, although not young, had tight skin and was good at oral sex.
As for whether he can learn something, that has nothing to do with him.
After all, this is how people in this industry work. Smart people can learn things, while stupid people are just fit to work.
If it weren't for Lance, this might have been the best life for the fat boss.
But there is no if.
Lance would tease the fat boss and make him furious and impotent, which became a little pleasure for him.
On Monday morning, when there were the fewest customers during the week, Lance took the newspaper that the fat boss had read and opened it, and soon saw the news about the empire.
The emperor and his crazy army have been beaten back by the rebels. His Majesty the Emperor personally issued the toughest conscription order in history, requiring all males over the age of fourteen in the empire to go to the battlefield to defend the country.
And the possibility of conscripting women to fight on the battlefield cannot be ruled out, because there are not many people willing to fight for the emperor and the royal family.
Even the nobles chose to remain neutral at this time.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for a group of rebels from the bottom of society to defeat the Royal Knights one after another and force His Majesty the Emperor to flee the imperial capital.
Completely crazy, that's what the Emperor is like at this moment.
The reason why the Federation reported this news is that the imperial war continued to intensify, causing two shipping routes to be affected, and the prices of some commodities have continued to rise.
And trading houses reminded the market that prices of such commodities are unlikely to fall in the short term unless the war ends suddenly.
Below this news, it was mentioned that in a short period of time, more refugees would come to the Federation to escape the war.
The number of illegal immigrants in the past six months has been much higher than in the past few years, and the discussion on whether to deport black immigrants is underway.
LOS City and some prosperous cities have rapid economic development and increasing job opportunities, so the conflict between illegal immigrants and indigenous people has not yet broken out.
However, in some areas where economic development is relatively backward, this contradiction has begun to emerge.
The newspaper said that three Midwestern states have decided to intensify their crackdown on illegal immigration. Once they are caught, they will be ordered to leave the federation within a certain period of time, otherwise they will be locked up.
However, Lance thinks that this strategy is of little use, because for most illegal immigrants, going to jail is also a means of making a living.
The situation in Jingang City has actually undergone some changes. The most obvious change is the increase in the cost of work permits.
In the afternoon, Alvin came with Ethan, Melo, and several other friends.
There wasn't too much work today, and everyone chose to take a day off, so we got together and decided to relax.
Lance opened the door and walked out, hugging everyone and calling them "brothers."
This practice caused these young people to express different emotions. Most of them felt an indescribable excitement. They would hug Lance with the same force, pat his shoulders and back, and call him brother.
Passerby occasionally looked sideways, but would quickly pass by because it didn't seem to be anything unusual.
Everyone came together this time. On the one hand, Ethan wanted to thank Lance in person again for his help, and on the other hand, he also wanted to strengthen their relationship.
After all, although what happened to Ethan was a bad thing for everyone, the good things that came out of it were actually good things.
Let young people realize that "we are a group". This feeling is not only attractive but also full of security for young souls in a foreign land.
Lance asked for leave from the fat boss and was deducted another dollar, but he actually didn't care about the money.
A group of young people were walking on a road full of the atmosphere of the times. There were cars everywhere and fashionable modern girls could be seen everywhere.
The whole city is full of unique vitality!
You can feel the pulse of the city, feel it is developing and progressing.
Lance had never been to Jingang City since he came here, but this time he happened to go around with everyone.
The more streets they walked and the more things they saw, the vague shadow in their hearts became clearer.
Lance lit a cigarette. He bought it for five cents. The tobacco was not of very good quality and tasted a bit choking.
Ethan couldn't help but want to take a puff, "Let me try..."
Lance gave him one, and the other kids couldn't help but want to try it. Who had tried this at home?
They were afraid that they would be beaten to death by their old father with a stick!
But after arriving in the Federation alone, the shackles in their hearts are being broken, and they are becoming more unrestrained and enthusiastic about life.
As expected, everyone kept coughing after taking a sip. Ethan originally wanted to force himself not to cough, but in the end, after his face turned red, he couldn't help but cough.
Lance looked at these young people playing and fighting with a smile. There was a kind of youthful vitality that was reviving in his body.
He flicked the ash off his cigarette and asked, "What kind of people do you plan to be in the future?"
Ethan coughed and raised his hands, "I want to be a rich man, buy a big house, and bring my mother over."
Lance looked at Erwin, who tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I want to be a lawyer. I heard lawyers make a lot of money."
Some friends started to make a scene, "But you didn't go to school. If you want to be a lawyer, you have to go to college. You don't even know many words!"
Erwin turned around and punched the man twice in anger, "Then I'll be like Ethan, become a rich man, and hire a bunch of lawyers to work for me!"
Some people hope that God can give them a beautiful girlfriend, while others hope that they can win the lottery.
Melo is older, about twenty-two years old, and looks much calmer than the others. While others are playing and fighting, he just sits aside and laughs.
Lance looked at him, "What about you, Mello?"
Melo scratched his head and said, "I hope I can get a legal identity as soon as possible. I don't really want money. My family has always been an ordinary family, not rich, but a little poor."
"But it will give me peace of mind. Sometimes I feel that having more money is not a good thing."
"I would rather create wealth and everything I need in life through my own hands."
"But sometimes these people's behavior makes me breathless. I just want to get rid of it now, so that I can face life standing up instead of bending over."
This was a very heavy answer. The friends who originally had smiles on their faces all looked a little different.
Some people sigh, some complain about their current jobs, but in any case, this reinforces people's desire to become richer and have a higher status.
The seeds, which have already sprouted slightly, have been given special fertilizer today. No one can predict what kind of fruit they will eventually grow into.
Finally, the topic returned to Lance, and Erwin asked Lance, "What about you, what kind of person do you plan to be?"
Lance took a deep puff of his cigarette and exhaled with a hiss, as if smiling, "I plan to become a useful person to society!"
The young people were stunned for a moment, and then someone pushed Lance down and started fighting again.
In the process of playing and fighting, some of the confusion in the mind is being dissipated little by little, which has a deeper effect on integrating into this era.
Lance felt that he was gradually no longer just a passer-by in this world. He was integrating into this place and becoming a real person living in this era and living here!
"Lance, do you think... our dream can come true?"
Lance put out his cigarette, nodded vigorously, and said in an extremely firm tone, "Of course I can!"