Chapter one hundred and seventy-six, bitter
It's Christmas again. Because of the return of Jerusalem, this year's Christmas is particularly lively, and the whole of Austria is filled with laughter and joy.
Merchants also took the opportunity to hold activities, and the streets were filled with discounted and promotional brands. In order to attract popularity, some shops also distributed candies and melon seeds for free.
Standing on the roof of the building, Franz picked up his telescope and looked out at the bustling street, revealing a hint of fascination.
Franz has no chance to feel the joy of shopping for ordinary people. The life of ordinary people is not suitable for the emperor, and this is the price of taking up a high position.
Running out secretly is an irresponsible manifestation. The emperor represents not only an individual, but also this country.
If something happens, Austria will be in a state of great success. Don’t look at Austria now, and Franz is very aware that there are many hidden dangers in this empire, but it is covered up by the superficial prosperity.
It is not terrible to have hidden dangers in a country, just solve them; what is terrible is that even though they know there are hidden dangers, they still turn a blind eye to death, and the consequences will be serious.
Franz knew that there were many people in China who were dissatisfied with the government, losers in the struggle for power, and those who were damaged in the reform...
These people have resentment in their hearts, and they can understand them completely. No matter how understanding is, they still need to suppress what they should be suppressed.
Even if they were dissatisfied, since these people had not rebelled, time could dilute everything, and Franz did not kill them all.
There is a prerequisite for this, that is, they cannot provide opportunities. The rest is just a matter of time, and they can slowly suck their fighting spirit by relying on the food, food, oil and salt.
Just like the Hungarian independent organization back then, when everyone experienced social beatings and matures, the originally passionate revolutionaries were defeated by reality.
Deep down, Franz kept reminding himself not to slut, not to slut, and in another ten or twenty years, he would raise his son and pass the throne down and be free.
"What's so good about it? You still have to come here on such a cold day?"
A familiar reputation came, Franz put down the telescope in his hand, looked back at the person, and smiled: "This is not Christmas, I will also see how the people celebrate the festival."
The seemingly relaxed and comfortable answer is actually full of helplessness. People always miss it after they lose it.
Queen Helen took the telescope from Franz, looked in the direction he had looked before, and then frowned.
"Well, there are many people on the street, but it's just that Santa is too ugly and has no artistic taste at all."
Franz couldn't help but laugh. He, the emperor, had only a slight understanding of such a high-end "art taste", let alone those ordinary people who have to work hard for the daily necessities of food, rice, oil and salt?
The laughter angered Queen Helen and glared at Franz hard: "You are laughing at me, are you?"
Although the question was dull, his eyes had already told Franz: You'd better give a reasonable explanation, otherwise you won't have a good Christmas this year.
With a sudden inspiration, Franz thought of a reason: "No, I just think of Santa Claus outside.
If Santa Claus looks like this and still sends blessings everywhere, it would be too embarrassing to him."
Seeing Queen Helen continue to look with her telescope, Franz hurriedly changed the topic and said, "By the way, what are you doing here? Don't tell me that you are idle. I remember you are very busy every Christmas."
This is true. Royal Christmas also has to celebrate, and the Queen is responsible for these things. It includes preparing Christmas gifts for relatives and friends and inviting guests to hold banquets. It is also the Queen's job.
As if he had remembered something, Queen Helen's face changed: "Oh no, I still have a lot of things to be busy with. You can watch it slowly, I'll leave first."
After saying that, he handed the telescope to Franz, turned around and was about to leave, Queen Helen added: "Frederick is almost 20 years old, and you, a father, don't care about his lifelong affairs.
Don’t forget that we have many sons, and there are only a limited number of suitable princesses in Europe who are of the same age group. If you don’t make a reservation in advance, you will be worried about it later!”
After experiencing this little episode, Franz did not have the desire to continue watching the excitement. He had never paid attention to it, and there were more men and fewer women in the European royal family.
This is a sequelae of the butterfly effect. The birth rate of males in the Habsburg family is somewhat high, especially Franz has four sons, which directly breaks the balance between men and women in the European royal family.
This problem was quickly left behind by Franz.
Except for the eldest son who considers political needs and must be of equal status, the other sons who do not have suitable ones can marry in a low position, or wait for a few more years.
In Franz's view, this is not a problem at all. As long as the origin standard is reduced by one level, the candidate can be increased by at least two digits.
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God seemed to want to increase the festive atmosphere, and night fell and snowflakes came quietly.
The cold wind did not dispel the festive atmosphere. Every household had garlands hanging on the doors, snowmen piled up, and Christmas trees were placed in the house.
After a busy day, Renn returned to his small bedroom, picked up the prepared ingredients and started making his homemade Christmas tree.
It's already a little too late to prepare now, but who made Renne poor?
Rennes is not a local. He only came to Vienna to work hard this summer. He didn't have much savings in his pocket. He rented this small bedroom less than ten square meters.
There is no way. Although Vienna is known as the city with the highest per capita income in the world, the problem lies in per capita. As the lowest level of society, Rennes is undoubtedly the object of being averaged.
Working hard in Vienna, in addition to high-income fields such as finance, scientific research, education, medical care, etc., there are also poor people working in the service industry.
According to the law, Christmas must be on holiday, except for the service industry. If merchants do not open Christmas, how can we celebrate the festival?
For the sake of overtime salary, Renn decisively chose to work overtime. He knew that even the most stingy boss would give overtime employees a Christmas gift.
Rennes was lucky, and he was a devout religious believer with the grocery store owner. He returned to Jerusalem this year and was in a good mood. He gave him a bag of flour and 50 pounds of packing.
This is the best Christmas gift he has ever received when he grew up so old. With this bag of flour, the food rations for next month will be settled, which is far more practical than candy melon seeds.
With a good mood, Renne completed the Christmas tree production in the shortest time. It was a bit ugly, but it did not hinder his pursuit of a better life.
The choir in the church had already gone door to door to the church's house and sang Christmas carols in unison. Rennes was very excited.
He has never experienced this kind of treatment. Although there is a church in my hometown, there is only one priest, and this is a cathedral.
After watching the choir leave, Renn fell silent. He worked alone in a strange city without relatives and friends, so he didn't know how to spend the next time.
Looking at the prepared Christmas gifts, Renn smiled bitterly. The city is different from his hometown. Everyone is very careful and many people put a layer of disguise on themselves.
When he moved in, Renne tried to contact his neighbors. However, the tenants living here are all the lowest levels of society. They have to work hard for their livelihood every day and have no energy to receive more people and things.
He was kind of polite, and the tone that kept people from thousands of miles away still made Rennes give up his plan to make further friends, and he didn't have time to make friends.
Vienna is a city that never sleeps, so the staff working in the service industry are very lucky. Although the Austrian Labor Protection Act stipulates an 8-hour working system, this only exists in theory.
An 8-hour salary may be able to survive in Vienna, but if you want to save money, just work overtime obediently!
Like most service industries, Rennes's grocery store is also in two shifts. Except for the Christmas night, it is open 24 hours a day.
With the daily shift time, the busy time is as high as fourteen hours a day. These fourteen hours are still an ideal number, and the grocery store will restock it every three days.
In this case, the boss will not hire an extra person, they must add 3 to 5 hours of work. For the sake of overtime salary, Renn decisively chose to add.
I take two days off every month, don’t think about anything, prepare for my sleep! This is an ordinary waiter, his daily life in Vienna.
Rennes has never complained that the situation in most factories will be even worse. Perhaps the working hours may not be so long, but the working environment is completely incomparable.
There is still hope here. If you come into contact with different people and things every day, you can gain a lot of insight. If you try hard to observe carefully, you can learn a lot of things.
If you enter the factory, then learn the technology quickly! If you can't overcome this hurdle, you will be like that for the rest of your life.
Holding back the tears, Renn took out half of the roasted goose he bought on the road, heated it by the stove, and flipped over the potatoes that were almost cooked. This was his luxurious Christmas dinner.
It was late at night and the Christmas bell rang.
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Chapter completed!