"who?"

"It's me, George, that's it, Mr. Seme, I'm your neighbor. I haven't visited you after moving here for so long, so come and have a look today." Chen Chu said sincerely.

Not long after, the door was opened, a man with oily hair could cook, his eyes were a little hazy, and a big rosacea was revealed in the middle of his face.

"George?" The man opened the door for a crack. Even so, Chen Chu could still smell the smell of wine in the room. The man was a little alert, but when he heard that Chen Chu was visiting him and glanced at the half dozen bread in Chen Chu's hand, he said calmly: "Call me?"

He complained about Seme in his heart. In fact, Chen Chu himself is not much better. He is so poor that he cannot wash his hair when washing his hair. His face is a little greasy and his clothes are a little worn, but they don’t taste much. This is thanks to the fact that Denmark is cold in winter, which plays a certain role in refrigeration.

But in Sem's opinion, Chen Chu is quite clean and has the potential to be a novice.

After he got home, he found some money by rummaging through the boxes and buying half a lot of bread. This was a necessary investment.

But as far as the moment comes, the effect is pretty good. Seme warmly welcomes him in. After all, the other party is talking about visiting and bringing gifts. He is too polite, but thinking about it, it seems a bit rude to come to someone else's house empty-handed.

"Oh, it's awful, Brother Seme, although I shouldn't say it's the first time I came to the door, I still think your home is too messy." Chen Chu looked at the wine bottles and scrap newspapers on the ground after entering the door, frowned and said.

Seme smiled embarrassedly. Usually, no one came to visit the house except the father and daughter, because everyone living nearby knew that Seme was a lazy, stupid, arrogant drunkard. It was a pity that Emily, her mother and grandma had left, and she could only suffer with such a father.

"George, OK, this doesn't matter. Come in and bake the fire first." Seme touched the rosacea, deliberately skipped the topic, took the bread from Chen Chu, felt the heavy weight, the face looked more enthusiastic, and the eyes were brighter.

"Okay." Chen Chu had no choice but to say.

So the two chatted by the stove in the room for a while. Sem found that his neighbor seemed to be quite similar to him, and he looked miserable than him. His mother died normally, and his wife was apart from accidents. What about Chen Chu? The background here is that both parents died, and when he was a child, his sister also fell into a mud pit and drowned.

Just like a lonely star in Tinsha, but this is not a big problem for Seme. If you choose one among bread and God, you will definitely choose bread without hesitation. As for God? Let him go to hell!

After a while, the wooden house was pushed away again, and the cold air rushed in, and the stove seemed to be a little dimmed by the air conditioner.

"Close the door quickly! Damn it! It's too cold outside!" Seme shivered and cursed.

It was Emily who came back, and she was still dressed up just now. There seemed to be a few boxes of matches missing in the basket. When Emily saw someone at home, she quickly closed the door and seemed at a loss.

"How about Brother George just having a meal at home?" Seme said. After all, the other party came to the door with a gift, so he should have kept the other party for a meal.

"Okay." Chen Chu agreed happily.

The poor in this era are different from the fifteenth century. Although they are poor, they will not eat the dark bread again. Moreover, due to the bread law promulgated by the state, bread merchants rarely mix things in it. Sometimes they would rather put one more in twelve dozen or two breads than risk being punished.

Seme asked Emily to clean up the house and entertain the guests, and then walked towards the kitchen with the bread himself.

Looking at Emily who put down the basket and started working hard, Chen Chu couldn't help feeling a little distressed, so he got up to help clean up.

"No, you don't need it, I'll do it." Emily whispered.

"It's okay, it's faster for the two of them to go together." Chen Chu said gently as he looked at the other party's dodging eyes.

"Thank you." The sound is nice and soft.

So Emily felt more favorable to Chen Chu.

"My name is George, what's your name?"

"My name is Emily."

"How old are you this year?"

"Eight years old."

Chen Chu nodded with a smile: "Emily is so cute."

Emily's face turned redder and she lowered her head and dared not speak.

Not long after, Seme cooked the porridge, baked another plate of bread, and applied some butter with great distress.

"Okay, come and have a meal!" Sem greeted, sitting down and opening one-third of the wine left, pouring one-third of the glasses into each of himself and Chen Chu.

His hands are very stable and he doesn't get much of a point.

"That's how those rich people drink, they pay attention to artistic conception." As he said that, Sem raised his glass and shook it.

Chen Chu found it funny. People drink wine with a goblet. What's the point of drinking barley wine with a thick glass?

And today our meal is porridge, and we can drink it as soon as we drink, and we are indeed a veteran alcoholic.

Chen Chu took a sip of the porridge and frowned.

The porridge that the poor at this time drank was not the later rice or millet, but some cereals, and some oats or dried bean pods were added.

In short, the taste is very strange and not bad. At most, it is a bit irritating (la second tone-Northeast dialect).

So just a few breads, Chen Chu established a good neighbor friendship with Sem.

But that's not the most important thing, it's mainly because Emily is not wary of herself.

On weekdays, they basically drink porridge every meal. Although this porridge tastes strange, it is better to fill hunger and fight hunger. So occasionally, Emily eats a buttery toast, which is particularly sweet.

"Emily, eat less, and there are still customers here."

"It doesn't matter, it's better for the child to grow up after eating more," Chen Chu said.

"What do children eat so much?" Seim muttered, but after all, the bread was brought by Chen Chu, and he also hoped that Chen Chu would come a few more times in the future, so he would not have let Chen Chu down.

"I don't know what George, what you're doing now?" Seme asked after drinking the last bite of porridge in the bowl.

After hearing this, Chen Chu lowered his head and sighed: "Oh, I have a job now. I am planning to go out to find one recently. Does Brother Seme know where to find some jobs?"

"I don't know." Seme replied that he had no job and usually sent Emily out to sell matches. If it really doesn't work, he would go to the dock to help people with work, carry sandbags, or pull anchors. Anyway, he would do whatever he had. Make some money first to ensure that he wouldn't be hungry these days, and he would continue to rest when he went back.

"That's it." Chen Chu nodded, so he should go out and find it himself. After all, one of the tasks of this night vision system, and Chen Chu, who has mastered a lot of knowledge in the future, came to Europe in the 18th century and couldn't find it, so it would be funny.

Next time, try to go to some shop owners who look more harmonious. At least Chen Chu will have the confidence to interview in as long as he gives himself a chance to interview.
Chapter completed!