Chapter 113 An ordinary morning on Walker Street

This meeting should be arranged after the visit at No. 247 Leprosy Lane.

He remembered another thing and asked casually: "Claude, do you know about the church school?"

On the ground, Claude Moon, who was about to leave, heard Chen Yan ask this question. Although he was a little confused, he still told him what he knew.

"Church school...it's really hard to put into words."

"A few years ago, the choir's beliefs were still very conservative, and only boys who met the requirements were allowed to attend church schools."

"In recent years, with the increasing number of new immigrants, church schools have to share the educational pressure from the municipal government, assume some of the functions of public schools, relax most conditions, and allow boys and girls to go to school together."

"When there are more people, it will become more chaotic, not to mention a school like this that does not require tuition... The forest is big and there are all kinds of animals. Do you understand what I mean?"

Chen Yan felt his ears twitching, and without correcting his poor slang, he asked directly: "Can a diploma from a church school be used as a certificate for attending an academic high school?"

Claude's answer was simple: "Of course, a diploma from a church school can be used not only for academic high schools, but also for vocational high schools - and it is common to all high schools in the empire!"

He explained:

"You just came to the empire, and you don't know how high the status of the Chorus is in the empire - before the reform of the empire's political system, the leader of the Chorus could even be on an equal footing with the emperor!"

"After the reform of the imperial government, the emperor is no longer qualified to sit with the leader of the choir."

After listening to this, Chen Yan looked thoughtful.

Claude's voice was tired: "Ayan, I will be very busy today and will not be able to follow you. You must be careful."

Chen Yan nodded: "I still have to go to work, and I'm very busy at work. I'm afraid I won't have time to do other things."

Shadow's answer was light: "Well, see you later."

The shadows on the ground changed slightly.

Claude Moon followed the shadows in the room and left his bedroom on the third floor of 33 Walker Street.

Chen Yan stared at the shadows on the ground. In a daze, he saw a blurry and gradually deformed figure. It flashed near the wall for a moment, then completely slipped into the cracks in the wall and disappeared without a trace.

Is it an illusion?

No...I'm awake enough.

Chen Yan realized that his vision had changed slightly.

It was already half past five in the morning, and there were still two and a half hours before work. Chen Yan still had enough time.

He stuffed the camera under the bed, put on his clothes, put his cell phone in his pocket, opened the bedroom door, and walked out.

From the other side of the corridor came the sound of snoring one after another, which was Ogami and Nuomi Guo who were sleeping soundly.

Ogami can feel murderous intentions as he said, so isn't he afraid that someone with murderous intentions will visit him in the middle of the night?

For dangerous people like extraordinary people, this is a very practical skill...

At this time, dawn has not yet arrived, but there are already dense footsteps on the street, which are the first shift of workers starting the morning shift.

Some of them have become factory managers through decades of hard work.

But most of them are still ordinary workers.

Whether you are a manager promoted from a worker or an ordinary worker, you need to work more than 14 hours a day, leaving early and returning late, or leaving late and returning early.

Most of the time in my life, I can only walk under street lights and cannot see the daylight on Walker Street, where I have lived for most of my life.

Chen Yan stood on the balcony, looking down at the crowds of people surging toward the industrial area on Walker Street, thinking, let's not let Nuomi Guo cook today.

If you want to eat fresh baked bread, you need to get up at three in the morning to prepare the ingredients - she didn't get up today because she must be too tired.

Chen Yan thought to himself.

She is still a child and should not be subjected to such labor - even if she volunteers.

What's more... with the company reimbursing the bills, I feel less pressure from money.

Although it’s not enough to buy more expensive ingredients, it can already afford an ordinary breakfast!

Chen Yan first went to the bathroom on the second floor, and then went down the stairs in the center of the building to the first floor.

After leaving the door, he walked west along Walker Street. After walking for about ten minutes, the familiar morning market appeared in front of him.

There were so many mobile vendors today that they were crowded to the next corner of the street.

Chen Yan took a general glance and saw that the food sold by these mobile vendors had more styles than before - in addition to batter and bread, he also saw freshly baked bacon and bread slices, as well as fried fish and what looked like

Beef pie stuff.

He even saw a cart that had been transformed into a small coal stove, with a large pot of milk tea on top.

It seems that because of the addition of white lemon slices, the aroma wafting out of the milk tea pot is particularly sour and refreshing.

Imperial people like sour, spicy and sweet flavors the most, and most of their staple foods are sour, spicy and sweet.

Chen Yan could never enjoy all kinds of food with lemon.

He came to the familiar stall and looked at the aunt's kind smile, feeling warm in his heart.

He was surprised to find that after experiencing all kinds of weird things, the kind smiles of ordinary people turned out to be a panacea for healing the soul.

"Young man, what do you want to eat today?"

Chen Yan did not choose breakfast immediately, but made a surprised expression: "Ah, I'm sorry, are you that aunt's daughter?"

The aunt was stunned and her expression was blank.

He showed a worried expression: "Is she unwell? God forbid, I hope she recovers soon! If I leave her bread, I will die!"

The aunt saw the cunning look in his eyes, and then she came back to her senses and laughed loudly: "Young man, you are really good at making people happy! You must have deceived many girls with this mouth!"

Chen Yan's smile immediately became awkward and he changed the topic: "My name is Chen Yan... What's delicious today?"

The aunt blinked her eyes, as if she had become much younger because of the joke, and the youthfulness of that year was vaguely visible between her suddenly relaxed brows.

"Just call me Susan. Today we have chocolate bread, fried potato chips, lettuce pie and carrot soup~"

Chen Yan watched Aunt Susan lift up the blue cotton covering the basket, and asked with slight surprise: "Are the ingredients very cheap recently?"

Aunt Susan also had doubts in her tone: "Yes, the prices of goods in the food market in the Lower City have become much cheaper recently. I heard that a kind man named Leonard Adams made the municipal government pass a new bill to reduce the price of food.

The price has come down.”

There was gratitude in her words: "During this period, prices have skyrocketed. My family can no longer afford daily expenses, and I can hardly afford to open this stall. If it weren't for this kind man, you wouldn't be able to see me today."

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Chen Yan frowned: "I want three portions of chocolate bread, three portions of lettuce pie, two portions of radish soup... What is the origin of this Leonard Adams? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Aunt Susan recalled with difficulty: "It seems to be called... Conservative Party, yes, that's the name. He is the candidate of the Conservative Party in the general election."
Chapter completed!