Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Opportunities to change destiny are often seized by oneself.

Faced with dropping out of school, or a teenager who didn’t go back to school for a month without going back to school, after getting a note and a £1 gold coin, his eyes were wet. He seemed to seize the last hope, excused to the mother at home to find a job by himself, and then After going out early and returning late for several days in a row, I mustered up the courage to meet businessmen and opera house managers who I had never met.

He must thank his mother for teaching him the etiquette and tone of a gentleman, so that he was not thrown out like a real poor kid.

"Sir, I have a way for you to make money in my hand, just need you to listen to me for a moment."

"If you think it's not worth it, I'll turn around and leave immediately."

"Give me a chance, please."

The young man speaks clearly and abides by politeness, but only the knowledge memorized by rote is in his mind, which is the "wealth" that others cannot take away from his pocket.

He grew up rapidly in the process of dealing with the three teachings and nine streams.

The only precious pound, he went to exchange it with a familiar neighbor for small shillings and pence, wrote a note, in exchange for the difference of 1 shilling, and asked the neighbor to keep this brand new pound and wait for it. I will change it back in the future.

With this money, he can lie about working outside, eat and drink without worrying about his mother, and he can bring some food for his mother when he returns home at night.

He traveled all over Dublin, and the road of exchanging knowledge for sterling was not smooth, often people would not even give the minimum reward of 1 sterling, and they were so stingy that they had no moral bottom line.With the advancement of industry and the rapid development of society, the moral quality of individuals has declined sharply in these years.

The boy gritted his teeth and went to the opera house he liked in the past, and obtained the qualification to talk to the manager of the opera house with the sincerity of a stack of finished opera tickets in his home.

The well-informed manager looked at this young man from a poor family. In fact, the budding of the membership system had already been born. There were similar business models in French clubs, salons and other places, but none of them was as comprehensive as the other party said, as if It is a mature system passed down from abroad.

The manager didn't think he could think of a way, but a few dozen pounds wasn't much for an opera house.

So, the kind-hearted manager let go and said, "The method you said is very interesting. We can discuss the follow-up content further. Come to my office."

Half an hour later, the boy walked out of the opera house again, feeling that the sky was different.

In his pocket was a heavy twenty-five gold coins.

The manager of the opera house believes that before the membership system is officially promoted, it is impossible to determine whether it will be effective for the opera house, so he paid half of the remuneration, and the remaining half will be tested in the next water to see its effect. If the effect is good, The manager said that he would pay according to the character of a gentleman.

Just a set of memberships.

The teenager realized the charm of knowledge, which is completely different from manual labor, music, and painting. Wisdom is carried in words, and the development of business is promoted with wisdom.

"George? Where did you get the money?" In a poor family, George's mother, who relied on sewing to subsidize the family, looked horrified. Anyone who saw his child suddenly took home 25 pounds one day would not be happy, but had Scary thought.

This money is enough for a family to guarantee the minimum survival.

With tears in his eyes, the teenager stuffed 24 pounds into his mother's pocket, leaving only one coin for himself to exchange for pounds from neighbors.He didn't covet the first pound he earned. Next, he had to work hard for his tuition.

"This is the money my boss tipped me."

"I will go to work and earn enough tuition fees, so I won't let you suffer!"

He spoke his trembling oath.

In the evening, the alcoholic father gave him all kinds of reprimands, but he no longer took it to heart. Selling memberships, making money, returning to school, and making his mother have no worries about food and clothing became his obsession.

Dublin's membership system has spread quietly. First, restaurants and pubs launched discounted membership activities, and then the opera house issued free membership cards that symbolize status to its high-quality guests, and they can obtain corresponding services. The validity period is one year, and guests who have not obtained a membership card can only obtain it by spending a certain amount in the opera house.

Status, face, and noble dignity are the main themes of the upper class in this era.

As long as it can make them look down on others, they are willing to spend money!

The Wilde family also liked to watch opera. Oscar Wilde was an opera fan. As soon as the membership system appeared, he begged his mother to get him a membership card.

"Autumn, let's go to the opera!" Oscar Wilde twirled his metal card between his fingers, beaming with delight, and couldn't wait to go to the opera house to experience the envious eyes of others.Like most of his peers from a similar family background, he is too lazy to look at the lower class. He only yearns for the beautiful and beautiful clothes of the upper class, and he also likes the educated Bai Fumei type.

"..." Aso Qiu also went to look at the nearly modern membership card.

Oscar Wilde said in surprise, "You laughed!"

Ma Shengqiu also touched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't smile, but Wilde thought he was smiling.

"No." Ma Shengqiu did not argue with him, and put the newspapers in Wilde's apartment into an envelope, asking Wilde to send them to the corresponding address when he went out.

Oscar Wilde's eyes were blank: "Why send newspapers?"

When writing letters, he can understand that everything needs to be communicated to achieve its goals.He really didn't understand how Ma Shengqiu knew so many people. At first, he sent letters, and later he sent newspapers. The old newspapers accumulated in his family were almost used up. Relying on reading aloud can't afford the high postage.

Ma Shengqiu also said: "It's too expensive to send a letter."

Oscar Wilde asked: "What is the use of a newspaper?"

Ma Shengqiu also took out a sewing needle and pierced through the words in the newspaper in front of him. After each word was pierced, Oscar Wilde read it in his heart and connected it into a sentence.

[I use newspapers to communicate with you. 】

Oscar Wilde's perplexed eyes gradually became terrified.

Here is the password!

Code for writing letters in newspapers!

Every secret of getting rich is a loophole waiting to be written into the law, because the delivery of newspapers in the UK is free, Ma Shengqiu also uses the most famous newspaper code at the end of the [-]th century to communicate with others, and others are willing to keep the secrets, and conduct a A whisper mode of communication.

Of course, this method has not been debunked yet, and it is only used on a small scale.

Aso also saved a lot of money for this.

"It's not a method I invented." Aso Qiu also bowed his head and lowered his eyes, his eyelashes curled up long. Under the soft facial lines, he seemed to be a Catholic believer praying devoutly at his desk, "If this trick doesn't work , I will change another password, thanks to the laws of the UK, I will pay taxes for the UK after I have money, and make up for this part of the owed money.”

Oscar Wilde's expression shifted.

Oscar Wilde dazedly recalled how many letters he had helped post.

"Then...have you made any money?"

"Well, it's about a hundred pounds here and there. The port freight company in Dublin followed my advice and changed to a more efficient operation model. The concealment of smuggling has been greatly improved, which has brought great benefits to their company. We communicated very happily, but I rejected the company’s management offer, because the annual income of three hundred pounds is too low.”

Ma Shengqiu also picked up another letter of employment indifferently, "There is a big landowner who urgently needs to hire a senior housekeeper to manage the territory and tenants, and the price offered is an annual salary of two thousand pounds."

Oscar Wilde was taken aback. Although he looked down on butler jobs, he also knew that jobs with an annual salary of [-] pounds were hard to come by in England.

"Are you...not interested?" Oscar Wilde said tentatively.

Ma Shengqiu also put down the letter: "Compared to going out, I would rather stay in the apartment and read."

Oscar Wilde was in a complicated mood, as well as a little sour and flustered when he found out that he couldn't afford a beautiful woman.Compared with those aristocrats who have a respected status and great power in England, as an Irish student who cannot inherit his father's title of knight, it is difficult to provide more help.

"As long as you are willing, you will not be poor... I underestimated you."

"..."

Ma Shengqiu also knew what he meant.

If appearance is a brick that knocks on the door of high society, this face of mine is of a level that can be summoned by the British royal family, surpassing the barriers of Eastern and Western aesthetics.

"You think a dead man cares about money?"

The black-haired oriental man turned his head sideways, as light as water, and looked at Wilde with his eyes, as if separated by a layer of veil, and a scar on his neck was a cruel beauty.

"Oscar Wilde, money is very important, chasing money too much is putting the cart before the horse."

"Money to me is a series of numbers that grow."

"Just let me live."

He beckoned to the young Wilde who had not stepped out of the society and was influenced by the concept of money supremacy.

Oscar Wilde approached, bewildered.

Ma Shengqiu also folded a paper crown, and gently put it on the other party's thick and soft brown hair, "The crown made of gold, silver and jewelry can be dazzling for a while, but it will eventually fade away. Only the crown of art lasts forever. Shine brighter and brand your soul in the long river of history."

"That is the top-level 'nobility', and that is the 'inheritance' left by a person for the family, just like the surname of 'Hugo', which was extraordinary because of the great writer Victor Hugo, until a hundred years later people Hearing the surnames of Hugo's descendants will also be awe-inspiring."

"In this era...Mr. Dickens has passed away, and the next literary giant who will replace Mr. Dickens to be world-renowned and sought after is among the younger generation of British people."

"I don't need anyone else, I'll wait for the day when you grow up to bless me with fame."

"—let me go out in a fair manner."

For a moment, Oscar Wilde knew that he could not go back to the past, and the desire for fame in his eyes was like oil being poured into the fire, and the madness grew.

The 16-year-old Irish boy suddenly understood the goal of his struggle.

If you are as famous as Mr. Hugo.

Sure enough, Qiu can go out.

When that time comes, he doesn't need to say much, what he has done in this life will become a legend.

writing!writing!Must write carefully!

……

Ma Shengqiu also glanced at Oscar Wilde immersed in fantasy.

The other party was wearing a paper crown, with an excited expression on his face, as if he had seen the glorious future of swaying his writing and standing in the center of the nobles.

【This is Wilde in the world without supernatural powers. 】

[It's so coaxing. 】

[Maybe, I can also open a Stewed Pigeon Publishing House in this world? 】

He pressed his hand on his heart, and there was no heartbeat, which made him think that he was a humanoid with special abilities at first.

He thought that he might be the soul state of Gaowei.

will hurt.

Can't bleed.

want to cry.

But unable to shed tears.

If the empty heart is repaired with literature, can it make the heart beat falsely?

It is said... most of the literary giants of this era are short of money, heavily in debt, and don't know how to make money... If they can live a long life and hold on to their IOUs, can I see more works?

Toon wrote a 42-word "Crime and Punishment" because he owed money.

Ma Shengqiu was also fed up with the humiliation of the supernatural society, and coldly thought of a way to take revenge on the "supernatural powers".

In another world, being their benefactor father.

You are talented.

But I have money.

What pen to abandon, what career to follow, I want you to be inseparable from writing in your life!

Go to be a person with supernatural powers in your next life!