The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 157

After sleeping all night wrapped in waste newspapers in a slightly bleak house,
In the early morning of the next day, Yang Zhu couldn't resist the coldness of his muscles after all, and woke up early;
Climbing out of Jefferson's paper "palace" with some difficulty, Yang Zhu moved his body a few times, and finally volatilized a little bit of lactic acid in his muscles;

"Crash!"

Yang Zhu opened half of the shutter door, and Jefferson was awakened immediately. He rolled around in a stiff but full of desire to survive, raised his head, tried to open his sleepy eyes, and looked around vigilantly;

Seeing that it was Yang Zhu who opened the rolling shutter door, Jefferson let out a sigh of relief, lying softly on the ground, and then said angrily:

"Yang! Are you trying to scare me to death!?"

Yang Zhu looked at him innocently: "I'm sorry to disturb your slumber, but are you so nervous?"

Jefferson moved his long beard away from his mouth weakly, and then looked at Yang Zhu with disdain: "My God, you don't even have this awareness of precautions, how did you survive to this day?"

Yang Zhu was suddenly curious, and hurriedly asked for advice;
Jefferson probably hasn't had a smooth communication with anyone for a long time, and he didn't care about his lack of sleep, so he got up: "Don't you know that there are many people in this society who discriminate against and hate us homeless people?" Is it?"

"It's okay for the older ones, they just think that we are like a group of rats, polluting their streets, dividing their welfare, and only spit fragrance on us when we are in a bad mood or drunk;"

"but……"

"Some young people, especially those high school students in public schools, are far less gentle with us;"

"You know, these half-children have excessive hormone secretion, are irritable and irritable, and are always thinking about proving their fearless [courage];"

"So, we wanderers often become their hunting targets, just like some primitive tribes in Africa need to hunt a lion for their coming-of-age ceremony;"

"You know, they often form a team of several people, holding baseball bats, and when they find a homeless person who is alone, they will rush up and beat them severely,"

"This kind of thing happens all the time. I once had a guy who had a good chat. He was beaten so hard by them for more than half an hour, and he was permanently disabled. Now he can only use one arm and one leg to crawl. go ahead;"

"Well, it looks like a soldier charging on the beach!"

Yang Zhu frowned tightly: "So cruel?"

He only knew that attacks on homeless people were more prevalent in some parts of the island country, but he didn't expect it to be so serious in the United States;
Jefferson smiled as if mocking himself:

"cruel?"

"NO! NO! NO!"

"The old chap should thank them for their mercy,"

"You know, earlier, these bastards would surround us, throw fireworks at us, ignite the grease on our clothes, and then watch us howl like human torches and beg for mercy;"

Jefferson shook his eyes complicatedly. The black oily coat on his body was like a carapace: "These clothes full of oil can effectively help us resist the cold, but when we meet those bastards, the only function is to make the fire bigger. !"

"If you are lucky, you will be burnt to death on the spot. If you are unlucky, more than half of your skin will be burned, and you will die after a few days of suffering."

"I've seen a couple of them before, all late at night in parks, why else do you think we're so desperate for a place to live?"

Yang Zhu was stunned, the degree of insanity among the students in American public schools was beyond his imagination; he asked, "What about the police, don't they care?"

Jefferson looked at Yang Zhu suspiciously, and Yang Zhu immediately realized that there was something wrong with what he said, and quickly covered it up:
"I always thought that only us minorities would be treated like this, but you are white, and you will be treated like this?"

Jefferson shrugged: "Don't look at this country so binary;"

"Compared to you minorities, we homeless are the real marginalized people;"

"You know, there is a saying in the United States: [Without votes, there is no value]!"

"You ethnic minorities can at least be regarded as the [vote bank]; as long as you fight for it, those politicians and elites will give you the minimum respect and protection no matter what;"

"But us homeless people do not have the right to vote, so in the eyes of the people above, we are completely garbage that can be swept into the cremation ground;"

"In addition, our country attaches great importance to privacy. Except for a small number of places such as shopping malls, cameras are not allowed in public places;"

"So... do you think the police would go to such lengths to find out how a homeless person who might not even be able to identify him died?"

Looking at the thoughtful Yang Zhu, Jefferson added:
"Well, by the way, there is a saying that goes like this: A child who cries gets milk;"

"In terms of fighting for their own rights, those lazy black skins do the best; while you Asians and Latinos have no awareness of this at all;"

"To be honest, I really don't understand what you Asians think. The rules of the game in the United States are like this. Now even those black skins can bully you wantonly, but you haven't moved at all?"

Yang Zhu couldn't refute, and felt a little blocked in his heart;
But he knows that he may not be very clear about the situation of other Asians;
However, the situation of Chinese Americans is far from being as simple as Jefferson thought, and the relationship among them is so intricate that it is entirely possible to write another "Three Kingdoms".

………………

Now that he had been woken up, Jefferson had no choice but to get up muttering:

"Okay, Yang, as the [owner] of Wutiao Street nearby, I'll take you out for a walk."

Yang Zhu readily agreed, he was just about to evaluate the current situation in New York in person, and it was a great thing to have such a tour guide to accompany him;

You must know that the place he specially selected belongs to the [Bronx District]. Although there are well-known slums in the United States, after all, ordinary working-class people account for the majority, and it can be regarded as the most suitable place for New York's [people's livelihood benchmark]; after evaluation The data are also more representative in terms of trends.

In order to make Jefferson, the tour guide, work harder, Yang Zhu took out a few green banknotes like a thief from the tear on the arm of his clothes:
"Hey, buddy, in order to thank you for your kindness, I decided to take out the little savings I had saved before, and treat you well;"

"Well...how about buying you a beer?"

"Know that there is a full $43 here, and a can of beer for $2, you can drink all you want!"

Jefferson's eyes were green, and he slapped Yang Zhu on the shoulder several times:

"My God, Yang, you are so generous!"

"I declare that from today on, you are my Jefferson's friend, best friend!"

Looking at Jefferson who almost opened his mouth, Yang Zhu smiled honestly, as if he was happier than him...

…………

Walking out of the small warehouse and looking at the sky, it was around eight o'clock. Although there were more cars, there were very few pedestrians on the street. Only occasionally one or two morning joggers passed by Yang Zhu and the others.

Jefferson, who had great expectations, seemed very excited and enthusiastic;
Pointing to a row of shops on the side of the street that were empty but clearly lit all night, Jefferson said:
"Hey Yang, you know what those son-of-a-bitch politicians use [safety] as an excuse to encourage stupid bosses to turn on the lights 24 hours a day, and after all these years, these bosses do what they say;"

"Oh my god, don't these bastards know how much electricity is wasted in the entire New York store in one night?"

"You know, the commercial electricity consumption in New York is 13 cents/kWh. How many businesses are there in New York?"

"Over the course of a year, the electricity bills wasted at night alone are worth at least a billion dollars!"

"How many jobs can be created by squeezing out this part of business costs?"

"These sons of a bitch, they only know how to fuck those power group's butts all day long, and they don't even think about doing anything for the people of this country!"

Yang Zhu calculated in his mind, 13 cents/degree?It’s almost 9 cents/kWh, which is no cheaper than Huaxia’s 1 yuan/kWh commercial electricity;

I was a little curious at the moment: "Jefferson, I feel that you are not the same as the Americans I met before. What did you do before?"

Jefferson was a little silent at first, but he soon let go and laughed:
"I used to be a middle school teacher,"

"Teaching history at a community public school in Queens."

Yang Zhu was surprised:
"teacher!?"

"Then how did you become a homeless person?"

Jefferson hummed:

"Because I was reported by students that I was racist,"

"So I was kicked out of school;"

"Because of this record in my social file, I have been unable to find a job. In the end, I can only be a homeless person."

Looking at Yang Zhu's strange eyes, he quickly explained:

"I am not racist, my students are falsely accusing me!"

"Well... you also know that in our public schools in the United States, students rate teachers to determine teachers' salaries and bonuses;"

"So public school teachers are very permissive to their students."

"The situation is even more serious in those community public schools, which are simply enlarged versions of kindergartens;"

"But I was still very young at that time, and I always wanted to let the students learn more knowledge, which would help them step into the society in the future;"

"So I am stricter than other teachers, and the discipline requirements in class are stricter, at least not allowing excessive movements in the audience; at the same time, I will deduct the grade points of students who do not complete their homework on time; "

"After this, my students are very dissatisfied with me;"

"And then again, when I was teaching the history of the Civil War in class, I told the students that after the victory of the industrial bourgeoisie in the North, they did not give the black slaves real freedom and land as they promised, Although slavery was abolished, it continued to oppress blacks in another way, and by introducing the public opinion of white supremacy in Europe, it provoked discrimination against blacks in the whole society and planted the root of today's racial discrimination."

"So I was reported by my students..."

Yang Zhu tasted it carefully, and said in surprise: "Is there any problem with this passage?"

Jefferson smiled wryly:
"Yes, there is nothing academically wrong with this passage,"

"But……"

"My students said that I used the word [black slave], which is obviously racial discrimination!"

"And the school probably fired me because the topic was sensitive and they were afraid of causing trouble."

Yang Zhu was dumbfounded, this is okay! ?

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, if there were no private schools in the United States, and all of them were public schools like this, that would be great;
For at most 30 years, the only superpower on the blue star is like a toilet, full of feces and maggots everywhere...

………………

After walking for a while, they finally came across an open bakery. After exchanging a few breads with food stamps, the two wandered around;
Approaching the suburbs, Yang Zhu saw a group of small wooden villas in a distance, many of which had familiar patterns and symbols painted on the corners of the walls, so he asked, "These villas with symbols are also empty?"

Jefferson took a look: "Well, some are empty, some have already been occupied by homeless people, and some are still with the original owner."

Yang Zhu suddenly came alive:

"Oh, can you introduce me to me?"

"You know, our China is different from yours in the United States. On your side, the poor live in villas, and the rich live in apartments; while on our side, only the rich can live in villas;"

"It would be great if [Home for the Homeless] can arrange for me to live in a villa by then!"

Jefferson looked at Yang Zhu, who looked yearning, and raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"Yang, it's hard to imagine that you actually stayed in the United States for a few years before;"

"Don't you know that this kind of civilian villa has a huge security risk?"

"Look at these low fences, they don't have any defensive function at all, they're just decorations;"

"Also, if you take a closer look, you will find that those doors are made of thin wood, and you can break open with any tool;"

"It's okay if it's an ordinary person, at least you can report it and let the police handle it;"

"But if you live with a homeless person, no one will care if the house stinks;"

"To be honest, for us homeless people, the small warehouse on the street where I live is the safest."

Yang Zhu pretended to be depressed, but his eyes still showed yearning:
"Okay, my friend, I have been educated, but I still hope you can introduce it to me. You know, in China, the ultimate dream of countless people is to own a villa like this."

Jefferson shrugged: "Alright then, let me introduce you."

He pointed to a villa with only half of the spiral pattern painted on it and said:

"This pattern represents that although the house is sold, it is empty inside;"

"Well, I remember that the owner of this house seems to be a maintenance worker. Because of some financial problems, he has not moved in for a long time."

Then he pointed to a villa where only all the spiral patterns were painted and said:
"This pattern represents that the owner of this house was forcibly repossessed due to long-term loan failure, and the owner was also evicted, but the bank did not succeed in selling it again"

"The owner of this house is a dancer. I have seen her and lived there for a while, but after being driven out for half a year, the house has no new owner. I think this house should be vacant for at least a couple of years. It's a relatively good place to live."

Then he pointed to a villa with a spiral pattern and two feet below it, and said:
"This pattern represents that this house has an owner, but there is a risk of being evicted, and it can be used as a target of continuous attention;"

"Well, the owner of this house seems to be an ordinary white-collar worker. I have seen people from insurance companies and banks come to the door several times. Presumably there must be regular overdue. It is estimated that the overdue time is not short, otherwise those people would at most just give You issue warning letters and fines, and you will never come to the door in person;”

Next, point to the villa with only one circle drawn and say:
"It's a house that no one has lived in and probably hasn't sold," he said.

"Generally speaking, we will not settle in this kind of house, the risk is too great."

Finally, he pointed to several villas with spiral patterns and different numbers of tentacles on them and said:
"These patterns mean that there are homeless people living inside,"

"Because this kind of place has certain hidden dangers, it is usually arranged for several people to stay together. There are a few tentacles on it, which means that there are several homeless people staying;"

"Well, those who use grass instead of tentacles represent children. In this case, the family usually lives together, so be careful when you come to visit, don't scare the children."

Yang Zhu was a little surprised: "There are still children who are homeless?"

Jefferson shrugged:

"What's so strange about that?"

"As the economy has deteriorated over the past few years, more and more people have lost their jobs,"

"Many of them were driven to the street because they couldn't pay their mortgages;"

"Also, there are many families who become homeless voluntarily, and then make a living by buying scraps;"

"For them, it's another free way of life, which I think is fine;"

"It's just that this type of homeless is basically out of the scope of help of organizations like [Home for the Homeless]."

Yang Zhu silently counted the large number of wooden villas and the patterns on them, and found that in his field of vision alone, there were 6 villas with complete spiral patterns and 8 villas with circles. And there are as many as 11 of them with half-spiral patterns, and the sum of the three accounts for more than 50% of the observable range;

I kept calculating the functional relationship between the four in my mind, and then asked:
"Jefferson, how many villas are there in the villa group here? Are they basically like this?"

Jefferson thought about it:

"I don't know how many villas there are here, but there are about two hundred?"

"We now see that these are relatively close to the roadside and in the urban area, and there are not few people living there;"

"If you go back, you will find that at least [-]% of the houses have not been sold. It's so dark at night, it's very scary!"

Yang Zhu simulated the location on the map of New York and the radiation circle of nearby economic hubs in his mind, and added information such as the composition of nearby industries and the flow of people;

After a full minute, he raised his head,
The corner of the mouth began to reveal a faint smile...

Seeing Yang Zhu's dazed look, Jefferson quickly asked, "Yang, what's the matter, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yang Zhu spread out a big smile: "No, my friend, I'm in a good mood now;"

"Come on, I'll buy you a drink!"

Jefferson was overjoyed: "I know that the owner of a convenience store allows homeless people to buy alcohol."

So he hurriedly started to lead the way...

(End of this chapter)