Entrepreneurship in a different world

Xia Lan pushed the door open and brought Wen Rong into the administrator F's home.

As soon as he entered the door, Wen Rong was slightly taken aback.

This house has a yard, a front yard.The space in the front yard alone is twice as large as the small house he lives in now. There are several stone benches and stone tables on the right side of the yard, and there are five side-by-side faucets against the wall on the left hand side. There is also a lock, which must be opened to receive water.

Xia Lan asked him to sit down on the stone bench. Seeing him staring at the faucet and swallowing wildly, he got up and walked to the large water tank next to the faucet, picked up an iron ladle hanging outside, and scooped it out of the tank. Taking a ladle of water, he drank a couple of sips first, then brought it to Wen Rong and handed it to him.

"Drink."

Wen Rong smiled gratefully, took the iron ladle up and poured it into his mouth.In less than ten seconds, he poured a full ladle of water into his body.

His parched throat was moistened with water, and finally it didn't feel so uncomfortable.

Kirk came out of the room with a broken book that was two bricks thick. Seeing Wen Rong's vigorous drinking posture, he sneered, "How long have you not drunk water?"

Wen Rong wanted to answer, but was afraid of getting too many wrong answers, so he continued to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"He eloped with someone, and he stayed in the house before, and no one gave him water." Xia Lan explained smoothly.

"Ah! Elope! It's rare to see people like you recently." Kirk winked at Wen Rong, "We used to have people like you here, and they all went to Xia Lan's in the end."

As Kirk said, he gave Xia Lan a "knowing" look.He knew how this woman could be so kind, she has many methods, the best of which is "sending charcoal in the snow" to soften the opponent first, and step by step to lure the prey into her net.

"Shut up." Xia Lan scowled at him angrily, with a guilty conscience on his face.

Where is Xia Lan?Wen Rong secretly pondered in his heart, could Xia Lan still offer a job?If so, that's a good thing for him.To survive here, one cannot survive without a job.No matter where you are, you have to spend money to eat and drink, and you can have money only if you have a job.

"Where does he live now?" Kirk asked in a dragging voice, flipping through the broken leather notebook in his hand.

"It's the light green hut in the innermost alley of No. 1899." Xia Lan communicated for Wen Rong. "1899, 1899..." Kirkbi turned to the fixed page at the front index of the torn book, and looked down line by line with his fingers, "No one has lived in this alley for a long time. A few days ago I just lived in a light green room? It’s a sandwich room... I found it, there is only one sandwich room in Lane 1899... Coincidentally, the person who registered with me not long ago happened to live in that room room."

"Mr. Levik...this is his registration signature." Kirk looked up at Wen Rong, "You know him, Mr. Levik."

It turned out that Mr. 'Mummy' was called Levik. This name sounds like a foreign name, so his surname should be Levik.

Wen Rong nodded.He is acquainted.

"That's all right. The gentleman only registered for ten days of rental time, and paid the ten-day fee at one time. Now five days have passed, and he can stay for another five days." After finishing speaking, he hugged his hands He tilted his head and stared at Wen Rong.

Wen Rong didn't understand what he meant.

"You can live there for free for five days. After five days, you have to renew or change the rent or you have to move out." Xia Lan pushed him, and it turned out that he was from outside and didn't understand the rules here.

Only then did Wen Rong understand why the other party looked at him like that.He nodded quickly to show that he understood.

In fact, it was impossible for him to stay there for five more days. After all, it was not his rented house, but Mr. Levik's rented it.

"If you want to rent a house, how much will it cost?" Wen Rong spoke.

Kirk raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You...can talk." He was still a man, and he didn't ask why a man was wearing Xia Lan's clothes. Everyone who entered the "Ghost Cave" only needed to Abide by the rules and order of life here, and it is best not to ask too much about other things.

"It depends on what kind of house you are renting. The kind of sandwich house you live in now needs one dollar a day, and only thirty dollars a month. If it is better, dozens of dollars to hundreds of dollars a day It depends on the location and the size of the house, whether there is a yard, the area of ​​the house, the newness of the inside and outside, neighbors, etc. are all considerations.”

Wen Rong has learned a lot.There are so many rules in a small 'ghetto'.

"Then, is there a cheaper one?" He doesn't have any money now, and he doesn't even know what the pith coin the other party is talking about.

"Then there are only various sheds in J and K districts left, where only ten marrow coins or other equivalent items are needed for a month."

Wen Rong thought of the kind of wooden shed where A Miao and A He brothers lived, is that the kind of place?In fact, in terms of area, the wooden shed is a little bigger than the sandwich house he lives in now, but the price is one-third of the sandwich house.

"You don't have to think about those two districts, they only accept children under the age of 16." Kirk smiled ambiguously, "You should be more than sixteen anyway."