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Chapter 22: Poor Ram

Ram lowered his hat brim and hid in the corner of the shadow and glanced secretly.

"Are you already desperate? You actually want to get comfort from the church?" He chuckled and looked at the figure walking out of the church.

"Mr. Perio's guess is correct. This Sigmun is a greedy guy. It should be easier to start with him."

The father was about to go to the gallows, but his son was still in the mood to buy a carriage. Ram was thinking while moving quietly. The terrain was open and there were not many people at night. He had to be careful.

After waiting for a while, Ram watched Sigmun settle the dinner randomly in a restaurant next to him. He watched him have an argument with someone, and felt that the situation was almost done, so he planned to approach him.

But at this moment, the dirty young man suddenly broke open the door of the restaurant and crawled into the alley next to him by the scolding of the few people behind him.

"What's going on?"

With a tight heart, Ram subconsciously accelerated his pace. He didn't care what was going on with the young man named Sigmun, but he just didn't want to be scolded by Antoine for his dereliction of duty.

Slap!

He stepped on the water in the alley under his feet, and there were drunken drunks and scattered garbage in the corner. Not long after running, Ram lost his target.

But just as he was looking around, a rude voice came from behind him, "Run, boy, I see where you are running!"

Ram was puzzled, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a huge fist magnifying in front of his eyes.

Bang!

Blood splashed, eyes were filled with Venus, tears and snot blurred their vision in an instant. The pain made Ram tighten his body. In the darkness, he felt countless thick thighs trampling back and forth on his body from all directions.

"Who is hitting me?"

Before fainting, he heard a rude voice, "Stop, we seem to be wrong. This is not the boy who ran out of the restaurant just now."

"Bang!"

A huge force came from behind him, and he heard someone muttering, "It's so unlucky. I'm hungry after the fight, so I have to have an extra meal."

Then he felt a big hand reaching between his waist and hips, and his heart was filled with cold sweat. The next moment he completely lost consciousness.

"What is he going to do to me?"

…………

After a while, Ram felt cold on his cheeks, and turbid liquid was sucked into his nose. He suddenly bounced from the ground and coughed loudly.

"Sir, are you okay?"

A young voice came from behind. Ram did not turn around and immediately leaned towards his lower body.

It's empty.

ah……

My money.

A desperate cry came out in his heart. He had just received a week's salary. Including his previous deposits, the money added up to nearly 20 gold pounds, which is also a lot of money for a senior technician.

In this era, ordinary workers at the bottom can only earn ten copper coins a day. According to the decimal relationship between copper coins, silver coupons, and gold pounds, an ordinary worker can only save 2.8 gold pounds without eating or drinking in four weeks a month.

Ram's salary is higher, about 7 gold per week, but he needs to rent a house, eat, and have other needs, so it will take a long time to save 20 gold.

Sigmon once simply calculated that the purchasing power of a copper coin is equivalent to five yuan. Of course, due to the different levels of rich materials in the times, there will be a big gap in actual purchasing power.

The basic living materials in this era were several times the price of his life in his previous life. Most of the money earned by many people was spent on food, drink and housing.

It can be imagined that losing this money would be more heartbroken than letting him get beaten ten times.

"Sir..." The voice behind him was still calling indomitable.

It was not until after a long time that Ram came to his senses, and then turned his head and looked behind him.

"It's you...Sigmon?!" Ram screamed.

"Do you know me?"

The young man in front of him looked harmless. He looked around for a long time before he let out a slight laugh.

"Ram!"

"Oh my god, poor guy, why did you become like this?"

Ram opened his mouth, and then he realized that his cheeks and mouth were covered with sour liquid, which made his throat dry and he almost vomited.

The back alleys of this kind of restaurant and tavern are the favorites of alcoholics, and the liquid on the ground...it's better not to mention it.

"Why are you here?" Sigmon asked with concern.

Ram's body trembled, remembering what had happened before, "Yes, this guy must have caused trouble in the restaurant. After I followed in, I was mistakenly recognized by those villains..."

"That is to say, I was beaten for this kid, and I was stolen because he was stolen?!"

After understanding this causal relationship, Ram was so angry that he trembled all over and felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

"You need a doctor." Sigmun pretended to be planning to leave.

"Wait, I have something to do... No, it's Mr. Perrio, I have something to do to you."

Only then did Ram remember his mission and shouted loudly.

"Mr. Perio?"

"You'd better go there because it's a lot of money, at least one hundred gold pounds."

Ram wanted to squeeze out a smile but it touched the injury on his face.

Not long after, Sigmun got his own information and walked out of the alley slowly.

"Poor Ram, you need help. Wait a moment, I'll call someone to help you first. Don't worry, I'll go to where Mr. Perio lives later."

"You need a doctor!"

"Good stupid boy." Ram sneered, "Okay, I can't go back now."

He took a breath and slowly got up from the ground.

Then he stood in the dark and smelly alley and waited for a long time...

It's been a long time.

But no one came.

On the other side, Sigmun took out a roll of paper money, threw his wallet into the trash can, and slowly returned to his carriage.

"It's like charging some interest for Rebecca, but this guy is unexpectedly rich."

He raised his whip and drove the carriage to the address provided by Ram.

There was no so-called villain attack, and Sigmun did make some noise in the restaurant, but after Ram entered the alley, he took the initiative to appear and attack the other party.

With darkness and sneak attack, Sigmun succeeded with one blow. As for the addition of fists and feet and the voices behind him, it was also his intentional disguise.

Being attacked and being in a semi-fainted state is actually easy to mislead Ram.

Searching for money is just a temporary idea, but I never thought I would get a lot of money in the end.

It took a while to wait. When Sigmun came to Antoine's house, the time for the clock tower in the distance was already eight o'clock in the evening.

After explaining his purpose, he was taken to the living room by the butler.

Compared to where Rebecca lives, Antoine's mansion should be considered luxuriously decorated, with exquisite lamb carpets on the floor and oil paintings on the surrounding walls that Sigmon cannot call the name.

A black piano was placed in a corner not far away. Due to business reasons, the room was filled with many perfume-mixed scents.

But this messy smell is not upsetting.

While Sigmun was waiting silently, a violent impact suddenly came from the corridor on the second floor, followed by rapid steps.

"Miss Rilla, you can't leave here!"

"I'm not a canary!"

A voice suppressed anger came, and then a young girl's loose brown hair rushed down from the upper floor.

"It's you!"

"Sigmon!"

Uncontrollable surprise erupted in the girl's eyes, and she rushed to Sigmun regardless of her image.
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