In the process of walking out, Didak took big steps and very fast, almost three steps combined into two steps, and two steps combined into one.
As a result, after taking more than ten steps and passing by the counter, his legs went weak and his whole body collapsed towards the ground.
Bo Fei saw it and quickly supported Didak with his hands, thus preventing Didak from falling to the ground.
Bo Fei panted heavily and asked Didak: "Brother Didak, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
"You're just sick!" Didak choked, took a breath, got rid of Bo Fei's support, and explained aloud, "I've eaten too little recently, and I'm so hungry that I have no strength. The lady who stood up just now I was in a hurry, I was walking too fast, and I almost fell down accidentally."
"Then can you follow me to Mine No. 13 now?" Bo Fei glanced at Didak and said worriedly, "If you can't walk, I can't carry you." Didak's body, Almost the size of two Bo Fei, Bo Fei really didn't tell lies.
After hearing what Didak said, he curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine after I rest for a while. If I can eat something now, I will recover faster. That's right!"
At the end of the sentence, Didak thought of something and turned to look at the counter.
Inside the counter, a bartender was facing away from him, carefully wiping the shelves behind him. Didak said: "Hey, Hua Wen, give me a fat a**, put it on my account, wait for me to come back in the evening." I’ll have the money to pay it back.”
After listening to Didak's words, the bartender turned his head and looked over, revealing a pitted face with acne. He glanced at Didak with a frown and said, "Who is Hua Wen? I'm Thomson."
Didak was stunned, his expression froze, he stared at the other person for several seconds, and said in surprise: "Hey, your... name is Thomson? But... where is Hua Wen? Why isn't my friend Hua Wen here?"
"Chinese?" The pimple-faced bartender behind the counter frowned even deeper, "Who are you talking about in Chinese?"
Bo Fei came up, obviously he knew Chinese very well, and said to the bartender: "He is the person who stood in your position and did your job before. He is seventeen or eighteen years old, his hair is blond, and he is a little shorter than me, but He looks a little better than you. Before you, he worked as a bartender for several years. You should know him, right?"
The pimple-faced bartender behind the counter looked enlightened after hearing this: "So it's that guy you're talking about. Yes, I do know him."
"Then where did he go?" Didak asked.
"I don't know." The acne-faced bartender shrugged, "Anyway, it's just that he stopped working in the bar. It's because he stopped working that I can come here."
"This..." Didak was stunned, obviously having a hard time accepting the news, but his twitching abdomen reminded him of what was most important, so he looked at the acne-faced bartender again.
"Okay, now I know that Hua Wen has left, so I'll look for you, Thomson." Didak said to the bartender, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Didak. Next to me is Bo Fei. Let's Both are regulars at the tavern and have always had a good reputation.
Now I happen to have no money with me, but we are a little hungry. So... can you bring us a fat chicken from the kitchen to eat first, calculate our debt, and pay it back when I get the money in the evening. "
After speaking, Didak looked at the acne-faced bartender expectantly.
The bartender looked at Didak after hearing this, thought for a while, and refused with a straight face: "I'm sorry, no!"
"You!" Didak's expression froze and he became a little irritable and asked, "Why not? When Hua Wen was here, I could do this."
"Hmph! Chinese is Chinese, I am me, you know!" the acne-faced bartender snorted and said angrily.
As he spoke, he threw the rag for wiping the shelves onto the counter, making a soft "pop" sound, and looked at Didak with an imposing voice: "It's his business whether you can owe Hua Wen a debt, but now I’m the one who makes the decision here, you know? If I say no, I won’t! If you don’t have money, don’t eat. You’ll go wherever you come from, you poor guy!”
"You!" Didak's face instantly turned red. He stared at the acne-faced bartender with wide eyes. He became angry and raised his fist to hit the bartender in the face. But in the middle of the fight, I saw the yellow and white mixture all over the opponent's face. I couldn't help but turn my fists into claws. I grabbed the opponent's collar, trying to pull him out from behind the counter and kick him hard with his feet.
At this time, Bo Fei reacted, grabbed Didak, and persuaded: "Brother Didak, don't get excited, just forget he won't let us eat because we owe the debt. Let's go to the mine to sign up first, and then we can get the money after working." After paying, you can eat whatever you want!”
"I'm not angry that he won't let me pay the debt, I just can't stand the tone of his words. Chinese was not like this before." Didak said with red eyes.
"I know, I know, okay, okay, brother Didak, it's better to ignore him. Let's leave quickly, otherwise if the mine recruits enough people, we will have no place to go."
"This..." Didak's movements froze and hesitated. Finally, his calmness overcame his anger. He glared at the bartender behind the counter and walked out of the tavern with Bo Fei.
After watching Didak and Bo Fei leave, Thomson, the slightly frightened bartender with acne-prone face, rolled his eyes with disdain. Then he took a long breath, pressed his chest, looked at the door of the tavern, and said to himself coldly: "You two bastards, poor devils, it's better to starve you to death! If you can't starve to death, wait until you have money to come here. When you eat, I’ll let you eat my saliva too!”
Didak and Bo Fei didn't know what the bartender said, otherwise they would beat the bartender at all costs. They now appeared on the road leaving Shambhala Town and heading to Mine No. 13.
This is a relatively flat road, and more than an hour is enough for normal walking. However, due to hunger and weakness, the two of them rested several times along the way and walked for nearly two hours before reaching the place.
By the time the two of them arrived at the foot of the mountain at Mine No. 13, it was already close to noon. Then they rubbed their eyes and looked ahead, almost thinking they were seeing something.
I saw that the first few tables were crowded with nearly a thousand miners who were ready to sign up.
Obviously, after hearing the news that Mine No. 13 had started construction and offered a high price, it was not just the two of them who were excited, but also other people.
The wealth is attractive and the salary increase by 50% makes many miners in distress go crazy.
In the face of poverty, potential rumors and dangers are nothing at all. After all, no matter how bad it is, it is just death. Under the premise that they may starve to death today, many people will not consider what will happen tomorrow.
"Gudong!"
Bo Fei swallowed his saliva, looking at the dark crowd with some fear, and said to Didak with a pale face: "Brother Didak, there are a lot of people! We don't seem to have a chance to be hired."
"It's a bit too early to say this now. Let's squeeze in first." Didak seemed a little calmer. He looked at the crowd, gritted his teeth slightly, and said harshly, "I thought that the rumored demon would scare many people. I didn’t expect that there are so many people who are not afraid of death! In this case, I won’t care so much, just rush with me as hard as you can!”
rush!