I earn really hard money

He Xia wandered around in the cabin for more than an hour, and sent the delicate clothes back to the room. When he returned to the deck again, he found an unexpected scene.

The three girls occupied their positions before and sat around Jack, but Jack was still immersed in a state of concentration, sometimes raising his head to stare at the sea under the sun, sometimes gesticulating seabirds with his fingers, and sometimes burying his head in painting, as if no one was around.

"Sir, you are back..."

When a girl saw He Xia appearing beside her, she was startled and stood up quickly.

He Xia nodded, signaling the girl not to be nervous, then leaned against the wall and said casually, "Don't call me Mr. By the way, what are you planning to do when you go to New York?"

"We didn't go to New York. Many mines were discovered in the western United States. Many people went there to open fast food restaurants. The newspapers said that there was a shortage of people. We used to do things to make money."

There was light in the girl's eyes, as if there was hope ahead.

He Xia curled up his mouth and nodded. He wanted to say something to encourage the other party, but unfortunately he couldn't say it, so he gave up.

Seeing that He Xia didn't speak, the girl became interested instead, thought for a while, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Charlotte."

"Charlotte, may I know the number of rooms you live in?"

The girl plucked up the courage to ask, Charlotte's unrestrained character and handsome cheeks deeply attracted her.

"I'm sorry, I really don't remember... because he took me on board, I didn't pay attention at all."

He Xia showed a hint of annoyance.

The girl also made a helpless expression, and then the two fell silent.

Poor Jack, who is serious about painting, doesn't know that he has already made a big mistake.

He Xia quietly admired the scenery on the sea, did not continue to chat, nor disturbed Jack, and began to conceive the upcoming action in his mind.

Time flies. When the cruise ship picked up another group of tourists from Cherbourg, France, it was already dark when the cruise ship set sail again. Not long after, lights were lit on the hull, including gas lamps and electric lights, which outlined the outline of the hull very clearly, just like A large glowing fish swims on the surface of the sea.

Jack was very focused. Even at night, he still had no intention of getting up. He sat on the deck and looked at the sea, drawing pictures with the help of the gas lamp on the boat...

After admiring the sunset and having dinner in the canteen of the third-class cabin, He Xia returned to the deck again. Just as he was about to put the fast food he brought back next to Jack, he found that there was already a dinner on the other side.

"Hey! Jack, it's time to eat!"

He Xia couldn't bear to watch Jack continue to immerse himself, and shook his palm in front of his eyes.

Jack's eyes recovered from the state of concentration, and he leaned against the wall, obviously physically exhausted, but his face was filled with a satisfied smile.

"Charlotte, your teacher is really great. I really found the change of the object's posture from the change of light. It's amazing and incredible! Thank you, thank you for telling me..."

He Xia rarely felt a little embarrassed, but he also felt sorry for Jack's talent in his heart. He just said it casually, and the other party really found out that it was unusual and quite talented in painting.

He pointed to Jack's side: "Someone brought you food, you don't know it?"

"Who?" Jack picked up the bread wrapped in a newspaper beside him, and said, "Didn't you send this? I'll give you money..."

He Xia shook her head: "I haven't given you mine yet, yours was sent by a certain girl."

Jack took a bite, and while chewing the dry bread, said vaguely: "I am so lucky, if I can meet that girl again, I will ask her to dance!"

The two returned to room NO.60 talking and laughing, during which Jack was basically talking about what he had gained in the afternoon and benefited a lot.

Back in the room, Mark and Hans were not there.

Jack saw the suit hanging on He Xia's bed at a glance, and said in astonishment: "Charlotte, may I know your last name? I guess it must be from a big family, right?"

He Xia smiled, without comment, and said: "The boring things are not worth studying, let's talk about some happy topics."

Jack nodded very understandingly. In this era, there are too many nonsense things. As a wandering painter, he has seen all kinds of bizarre stories. From He Xia's reaction, he can make up in his heart. Tell more than three stories of grievances, resentments and hatreds around the wealthy families...

"Yes, we should have some fun, Charlotte. To express my gratitude, I'll buy you a drink. Let's go... No, wait a minute."

Thinking of this, Jack frowned and took out his pocket. He remembered that Fabrizio had already taken all the money he won in the tavern, and he didn't have much left.

After digging around, he took out a few crumpled bills, held a few coins between his fingers, and said with a smile, "These are enough, let's go, Charlotte!"

"Then I'm welcome!"

He Xia did not refuse, and readily accepted Jack's invitation.

All the facilities on the Titanic are basically divided into grades, serving people of different classes, and the tavern is no exception. The first-class bar is magnificent, with palace-style tables and chairs, offering wine from the Bordeaux region of France, and the wine vessels are exquisite. , the service is in place.

The bar in the second-class cabin is quite satisfactory, similar to bars in London or downtown Paris. There are also service staff, but it is difficult to cover everything.

And the third-class cabin can no longer be called a bar. A more appropriate term is a big tavern, with rows of long benches and large round tables. ...

There are no service staff at all, only a few fee-paying staff, and you have to do everything yourself!

Jack brought He Xia to the tavern, found two glasses with ease, and after paying a certain fee, he picked up two glasses of beer from the liquor store.

"Come on, Charlotte, I salute you!"

Jack raised his glass very enthusiastically.

The atmosphere in the tavern is very lively, with people playing musical instruments, dancing with wine glasses, and wrestling their arms...

He Xia was infected by the atmosphere, and at the same time, considering that nothing would happen on the first night, he decided to temporarily put aside the things in his heart, integrate into this culture that he had never experienced before, and indulge himself!
"Cheers, Jack!"

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The two want to drink happily, but it is easy to enjoy, but drinking freely requires a certain prerequisite, that is, money...

For the cash-strapped two, they had to leave a little money to buy dinner. When Jack was about to go back to get the drawing board to draw and make money, the four young girls appeared in front of them in the afternoon.

He Xia's face is definitely thick enough, but there is one thing he really can't keep face from, that is asking girls for money to buy wine...

But Jack was so kind, he spoke eloquently, and the four girls gave out their bags one after another, some handed Jack two crumpled banknotes, and some took out a few coins from Juanxiu's pocket...

At this moment, He Xia wished she could get rid of Jack!

Ruanfan can be eaten, but in He Xia's heart, this is not how to eat Ruanfan... Be good!

"Hey, Charlotte, hey, I have money to buy wine, I'll go buy wine first, you talk to the ladies, I promise to give them the money to paint a portrait of each of them, the customer is God, please Don't you snub God!"

Jack was very excited and ran away with two wine glasses.

He Xia sighed, looked at the ceiling above his head speechlessly, and secretly cursed the wickedness of the portal. If possible, he would be willing to exchange [-] million in the real world for [-] in the mission world...

"Hey, ladies, the crescent moon draws out the past, just like this giant ship is carrying us to the distance together..."

He Xia didn't even know what she was talking about, but she was really in a good mood.

Compared with the happy third-class tavern, in the banquet hall dedicated to the upper class, a woman who is about the same age as the girl who commissioned Jack to draw a picture is sitting at the table. There is no expression on her snow-white cheeks. The corset made her feel out of breath.

Facing the meaningless conversations around her, Ruth felt tormented and longed for fresh air, but the closed environment in the banquet hall made her breathless.

After finally waiting for the banquet to end, when I returned to the room, I just wanted to enjoy Picasso’s paintings quietly, but my mother called me into the room to give a lecture. I didn’t do well here today. What I said just now was not decent. blah blah blah...

The oppressive atmosphere made Ruth unable to lift her head. Faced with her mother's nagging, she turned a deaf ear to it and muttered softly: "Damn slave ship, I really hope it sinks in the bottom of the sea forever..."

"What are you talking about, Ruth?" Mrs. Bucket asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, Mom, I didn't say anything, I'm listening to you, please continue." Ruth said very dullly.

Mrs. Bucket shook her head helplessly: "You know the current situation of the family, I know you don't want to be arranged for marriage, but this is the destiny of our women, I was like you when I was young, now it's your turn , don’t struggle, don’t resist.”

"Think about those rats living at the bottom. At least you don't have to work hard for three meals a day, worry about winter clothes, look away, and enjoy what you have now."

Mrs. Bucket is persuasive and seductive.

There was no light in Ruth's eyes, and it was pitch black. Whether it was candlelight or electric light, they seemed to be trapped in a black hole and could not be reflected at all.

Ruth has heard Mrs. Bucket's words for more than ten years, and she can already imitate them with vivid expressions, enough to make the real ones...

But the will to yearn for freedom in my heart has never been wiped out, but it has become more and more vigorous under this kind of pressure.

"Of course, I understand, Mom, I'm a little tired, can I go back and rest?"

Mrs. Bucket was also a little tired, she waved her hand and said, "Go. By the way, Karl told me that I don't want you to continue to indulge in the paintings of third-rate painters,"

"Third-rate painter...Mom, Pablo Picasso is not a third-rate painter, his works are highly praised in Spain and France!"

Ruth turned her head and defended her favorite artist.

Mrs. Bucket spread her hands helplessly: "Perhaps you can consider buying new paintings after selling a few works, and be a little more rational. By the way, there are also books that seem to be cults. I hope you don't read them any more. .”

"Cult? No, Mom, that's psychology...well, I get it!"

Ruth knew that the cult books Carl was referring to were Freud's books, because at the afternoon tea party, she used Freud's words to hurt the proud self-esteem of the men.

Back in her room, with the help of the servant, Ruth removed layers of shackles from her body, lying on the bed lifelessly, staring straight at the ceiling, unable to see the future, no hope...

The impoverished girl who bought a boat ticket to go to hope is full of hope in her eyes, and the noble lady who is about to marry into a wealthy family has no worries about food and clothing, but feels that life is gloomy, ironic contrast.

The drunken He Xia and Jack slanted all the way back to room No.60. Mark and Hans had already fallen asleep. They were playing cards in a friend's room before. At this moment, they were snoring so loudly that they couldn't hear any movement at all. They were afraid they had hit an iceberg. Neither will wake up.

He Xia felt very happy in his heart, with a kind of exhilaration before the end of the world. He hadn't experienced such a thorough carnival for a long time.

In the real world, people are indeed very rich, but with the improvement of wealth and status, there are fewer and fewer friends around them, and there are almost no people who can go crazy together.

People around me are cautious when speaking, and they are either in competition or cooperation with each other at the same level as themselves, and respect each other as guests.

"Good night, Charlotte, I wish you a good...uh...dream!"

Jack let out a retching sound, and felt a little nauseous after drinking too much.

"You too, Jack, sweet dream!"

He Xia was drunk, but not as serious as Jack.

Qifen drunk accompanied by the evening stars outside the window, slowly fell asleep amidst the sound of snoring.

Under the night sky, the Titanic sailed westward on the Atlantic Ocean at about 23 degrees north latitude, even if it was only 44 knots per hour ([-] kilometers), it also delayed the dawn to a certain extent.

The relatively long night passed slowly in peace.

The next morning, He Xia woke up from the upper bunk, tilted her head and looked aside, Mark and Hans were staring out the window in a daze, and Jack on the lower bunk had disappeared.

"He woke up a little earlier than you and went to wash up. Good morning, Charlotte..."

Seeing He Xia leaning over to look at the lower bunk, Hans explained.

"Good morning, both of you!"

Without much communication, He Xia found the public washroom, washed up and returned to the room.

"Charlotte...I still have some dry bread here, do you want to eat it?"

Jack rubbed his headache from the hangover, and took out the unfinished bread from the bedside last night.

Because the two of them were so excited last night, after squandering all the painting fees paid by the beauties, He Xia also took out what was left of his family.

As a wandering painter, Jack has developed a habit of spending money for a long time. He never saves money, because he might wake up with his clothes stripped off by other tramps...

"You eat, I'm not too hungry."

He Xia looked at the crushed and deformed bread, sighed, and said to himself: I need to make some money...

"Don't worry, we will have money. We will go to the deck to paint for people in a while, and secretly find those masters in the second or first class. They have money and are very boring on the ship. They would like someone to paint for them. paint."

Jack generously took out a large piece of bread and handed it to He Xia, very optimistic.

He Xia waved his hand again, he really couldn't eat, eating a meal last night was an experience of the daily meals of ordinary people a hundred years ago, it would be really difficult for him to eat again.

"I have meat sausage brought from my hometown here, do you two want to eat it?"

Hans took out his backpack, took out an oil-soaked paper bag from it, and put it on the small table under the window. When he opened the paper bag, there were seven or eight sausages of different sizes lying in it. You could see through the thin casings. to the pieces of meat inside.

grunt.

Jack swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and originally wanted to thank Hans and eat it, but he noticed that He Xia hadn't moved, so he turned his head and said, "Charlotte, Brother Hans invited us to eat sausage, this is Ray's." Gainsburg's traditional cuisine...”

"Yes, Regensburg's sausage has been passed down for hundreds of years, you two have a try."

Hans didn't expect Jack to be so knowledgeable, he could tell the origin of the sausage at a glance, and he was even more happy to sell the delicacies of his hometown.

Never before has the mission world been more embarrassing than at this moment, He Xia smiled in his heart, and then smiled at Hans: "Thank you, Hans."

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Meat sausage, dry bread and water, a whole meal for breakfast, the four of them got to know each other a little better, and sat down to chat, but Jack didn’t participate, he volunteered to paint portraits for Hans and Mark, and after getting After the two agreed, they began to paint enthusiastically, and sat quietly by the side.

"What are you going to America for?"

He Xia asked.

"I read from the newspaper that a large amount of minerals have been discovered in the western United States, and there is a shortage of miners, so I went to mine with Brother Mark. There were two people from the neighboring village, but..."

Speaking of the latter, Hans spread his hands, expressing that he did not understand what happened.

He Xia felt emotional in his heart, boarding the cruise ship thought he had hope to go, but what was waiting ahead was the abyss, lost the ticket and thought life would be gloomy from now on, and after reading the newspaper, he would be glad to have saved his life.

Destiny is such an amazing thing.

"Do you know anything about the Titanic?"

He Xia didn't pick up the quarrel, he planned to remind the two of them a little, as a repayment for the meal.

"This is the largest cruise ship in the world today, the pride of the Brits!"

Mark murmured, seeming to be unimpressed with the Brits.

"First of all, I show that I have no malice, let alone a curse."

He Xia first expressed his attitude, and then said: "I am naturally more cautious. When I sleep in a wooden house, I will imagine how to escape when it is on fire. When walking on the street, I will think about how to avoid a car hitting me head-on. So I once thought that if the Titan How to save lives in an accident on the Nickelodeon, do you two have any opinions?"

Not understanding why Charlotte suddenly asked such a profound question, Mark and Hans were stunned, and Hans said after a while.

"I don't want to admit it, but this is the largest ship in the world. At least it won't sink. If there are other accidents, it's nothing more than staying on the ship for a while. I think we need to grab some food and fresh water first. Sea water can't quench your thirst! "

He Xia was surprised by Hans' answer. He didn't expect the other party's thinking to be so clear. He nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, Hans, what you said is very correct, but if there is a shipwreck accident that we all thought would never happen ,what to do?"

"Sinking..."

Hans scratched his head, with a confused look on his face.

Mark frowned...

In the hearts of the two, they completely regarded the Titanic as a moving island, and never thought about the exaggerated situation of sinking. They even said that with their knowledge, they couldn't figure out what kind of power could make it sink like this. A huge cruise ship sank!

In the end, both of them shook their heads, expressing their helplessness about the sinking.

"I took a walk on the deck yesterday and found that the lifeboats on the Titanic were obviously insufficient. There were more than 2000 tourists and staff on board, but according to my calculations, the lifeboats were only big enough to hold less than 1000 people!"

He Xia clearly remembered that there were only 70 lifeboats. Although each lifeboat could bear the weight of 400 people, it was theoretically enough for [-] people.

But the actual situation is very sad, and regardless of whether the small space can accommodate 70 people standing, when the panic situation and the human desire to survive explode, let alone 70 people, often even half of the people are not enough to sit!

"This is a very terrible thing!"

Probably because He Xia's voice was serious enough, Jack, who was drawing, stopped what he was doing and listened seriously.

"If, I mean if, an accident does happen, the lifeboat is the only hope of survival!"

He Xia glanced over the faces of the three of them, and said solemnly.

After a moment of silence, Mark stood up straight-headed and said, "I'm going to report this to the captain!"

"stop!"

Hans grabbed his companion and shook his head: "Mark, shut up! We must never spread what Charlotte said!"

Charlotte nodded to Hans, and said, "That's right, Captain Edward must be well aware of the situation I can observe, there is no need to say it, let alone let others know!"

If He Xia hadn't mentioned it, the three of them would not have known that the original captain's name was Edward. Through this, besides Mark, Hans and Jack also realized that He Xia's identity might not be simple.

People with different identities say to give opinions, you have to listen!
"Charlotte, what you mean by this is that if there is a disaster, let's go find the lifeboats first, right?"

Jack asked with a dignified expression. His always optimistic personality had to restrain himself in the face of a huge disaster.

He Xia nodded: "That's right, use the sunny time to find out the status of the lifeboat, so as not to panic in case of a crisis. Of course, we hope to arrive in New York safely."

"Yes, yes, we will definitely arrive in New York safely!"

"Sure, Titanic is so huge, it's safe!"

Mark and Hans immediately agree that no one wants disaster.

He Xia patted the two of them on the shoulders, and didn't say anything more. There was only so much he could do. Whether he was able to save himself or not depended on his own ability.