Chapter 745: Wandering in London on a Budget (Part 2)

Yi Fangran has never been abroad (crossed out)

With Fangran's shallow understanding that he had never lived seriously in a foreign country and had no knowledge of economics, he always thought that even if there was such a thing as exchange rate, it would only be involved in cross-border trade.

Therefore, various currencies should be similar in their own countries. One pound in the UK is equivalent to one dollar in China.

But after seeing that a bag of bread in front of me only costs 70 pence or 0.7 pounds, the currency value, national wealth, productivity level, and inflation went through my mind without understanding. I thought very simply that I had a bag of bread in the capital. After at least three or four dollars,

Fangran suddenly felt that he was holding a 'huge sum of money'.

He looked at the shelves in front of him. The simple markings were based on prices that he could recognize in plastic English. Most of them were small numbers in the order of a few tenths or a few cents.

A piece of bread costs 0.7 pounds, which means that even if you buy ten pieces, you will still have three pounds left...

(°Д°!) Are prices so low in the UK? ?

That's right,

Contrary to the impression that the imperial capital of the British Empire was full of food and drink, the prices in London supermarkets are surprisingly cheap.

You may say that according to the exchange rate, a bag of bread costing nearly seven yuan is not cheap, but don’t forget one thing.

They earn more than you (rolling eyes ruthlessly)...

Can the price of a bag of bread be the same to you as it is to others (eye roll again)?

The most common salary in London is 1,500 pounds for a month's work, while the average salary is about 2,000 pounds.

At 1 RMB, that’s approximately 20,000 yuan a month.

Tell me what position I would be in in exchange for this income...

And with your current income, how much do you have to spend on food every month...

Well, you understand, that is to say, in London you go to the supermarket twice a week, spend 25 pounds each time, and take out 200 pounds a month.

You can eat whatever you want with about one-tenth of your salary. Isn’t this ‘price’ low?

In fact, this is exactly the case. Let’s not talk about complicated and professional things such as productivity and commodity economics. Although the British Empire once went out to eat for a few tens of pounds, they all spent on eating at home, which means the Engels coefficient is only 8%.

But even so, why do we still listen to people who have studied in London and say that the cost there is not low and you have to live frugally?

Oh, let’s leave this issue until next time.

The most critical issue right now is,

Fangran squatted in front of the supermarket shelf, clutching his only 10 pounds, wondering whether he should buy this big bag or the big bag next to him.

As for the £1.20 three-slice ham sandwich on top of my head...

That was not within his scope of consideration.

Suddenly feeling an unprecedented reality experience, Fangran was suddenly in a trance. Thinking about the problem that he was currently distressed, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Really, a few days ago he was struggling to death eating king crab, bluefin tuna and other high-end ingredients he didn't recognize, but now he was squatting in a corner of the supermarket, hesitating over the price difference of a few dollars.

It feels like I'm back to my old self again...

From being a participant who had what he wanted with [Creation Card], he fell back to being an ordinary person who even worried about food. Thinking this way, Fangran burst into laughter, and got rid of the previous fear and loss. He fell from the night battle world back to the real world and looked at what he was in. The supermarket is obviously just returning to the same place as before, but it still gives me a novel feeling.

Then he put it back on the shelf, picked up the most common bag of white bread that only cost 55 pence, and went to find the next thing he needed.

Speaking of which, the last time I came to the supermarket, I came with my senior sister...

Walking through the shelves, Fangran was looking for the next thing he wanted to buy. When he looked at the fruit section, there were basically one-pound bags of various fruits. The first thing that came to his mind among the retail labels that belonged to his daily range was Xia Yao's figure.

I don’t know what my senior is doing now, ah... Oops...

Something unexpected happened during this national war and I will be punished by Xiaoran again when I go back...

Passing by Evian, which was discounting six bottles of 3 pounds, Fang Ran mentioned a bottle of unknown mineral water that cost only 17 pence for 2 liters. Fang Ran had a headache thinking that this time he didn't tell Fang Xiaoran about not being in school.

never mind...

But in the end, Fangran looked at the bread and water in his hands, walked to the exit and sighed as he prepared to pay.

Before you worry about going back to be punished, you should first think of a way to go back...

Then with this thought in mind, he walked towards the checkout counter at the supermarket exit. There were not many people queuing up at this time in the morning. Fangran chose an unoccupied entrance and walked over, taking out the items in the shopping basket.

"I want this...um, that...i..."

Wait, what should I say to people when paying the bill? I didn’t seem to have learned this in class before (dumb)...

Just when Fangran was in a daze for two seconds, realizing that he didn't know what to say when paying the bill, and thinking that it would be okay if he didn't say anything, the figure behind the cashier quickly settled everything, and said in a clear and cheerful voice:

"Two packs of farmhouse white bread, two bottles of Nestlé mineral water, a total of 1.44 pounds."

"Oh, thank you..."

Subconsciously handing over the 10 pounds, Fangran said blankly, then received the 8 pounds 5 and stared at the familiar figure wearing a supermarket employee uniform in front of him in silence.

"Um... let me tell you, what are you doing here, Senior Tang Bing?"

Different from the treatment in China, Tang Bing, who was sitting behind the cashier, had already changed into a short-sleeved uniform. When Fangran asked her this question, she responded as she should:

"I work here."

Then you told me that you didn’t know where the supermarket was!

Seemingly feeling the speechless look in Fangran's eyes as he looked at him and the prevarication that he was trying to avoid before, Tang Bing felt guilty and embarrassed, puffing out one cheek to admit his mistake, then coughed to change the subject and quickly expressed concern. asked:

"Hey, senior, do you only buy these two things? Hey, why did you buy so much bread?"

"Because I can eat, and there's another person left here who has to learn to save money."

Fangran rolled his eyes and answered truthfully, and then while Tang Bing hurriedly stretched the bag for him to make up for his mistakes and put the things in, he casually asked, a little annoyed with this genuine school girl:

"Aren't you here to be an exchange student? Why are you working here?"

"Because I don't want to eat dirt."

Um? Eat dirt?

Aren't things here very cheap?

Hearing the melancholy expression on her face was a little strange, but he didn't ask any more questions. Fang Ran could hardly stand the growling in his stomach, and just wanted to find a place to eat the bag of bread directly.

But before leaving, Fangran remembered another important thing and looked at this school girl whom he had never met before but met by chance on the streets of London.

"Oh, by the way, schoolgirl, do you know where I can buy blankets?"

Sitting behind the cashier, the bright-eyed girl blinked and pointed to a place and answered:

"I know, senior, you can find it if you go over there."

...

...

Located on an island at high latitudes in the northern hemisphere, London has short days and long nights in October.

In downtown Westminster, countless gears rotate inside the dim and ancient Elizabeth Tower, causing the huge pointer on the dial to point to vii moment.

The remaining clouds in the sky dimmed, and endless darkness came.

An entire large city has completed its day's work. Countless people living here got off the subway buses that were running normally, and the street lights on the British-style streets lit up one by one.

It was not a warm high-rise building, but a remote rooftop in the city, surrounded by cheap blankets. Fangran watched the golden lights gradually illuminate the bustling London city in the distance in the coming night. ..

After completing the two goals of ensuring a source of income and ensuring a source of food, Fangran spent an afternoon in a very dilapidated urban area in the East End of London. He found this roof filled with various debris, which could barely replace a tent. A shelter from the wind serves as a solution to the third goal of ensuring shelter.

By the way, this cheapest blanket is £8.

At present, there are only 5 pieces of bread left in this pack of assets, and I can't help but twitch the corner of my mouth slightly.

Damn, luckily I didn't buy that expensive one...

And this dry bread is really worth the price...

To be honest, at the moment when I personally experienced the purchasing power of the pound and searched all over the mall but couldn't find a blanket cheaper than 8 pounds, Fangran felt only...

┬─┬丶(￡Д￡*) Damn capitalism!

Most people can't climb up this roof except through the door. They come up from the roof next to it in the dark night, and there is a small space supported by the broken table and chairs next to it. There is a bag of bread and water left under it. ,

Securing financial resources, ensuring food, and ensuring shelter, I lost my ability and had nothing and was suddenly transported to London. I finally achieved my primary goal of surviving in this city for the time being.

Fangran tightened the blanket and looked at the London night with a headache as to what to do next.

He wasn't sure whether Shui Linlang had foreseen that he was now in London, and he didn't know what kind of force the people who were chasing him were, so he rashly went to the embassy and the like to take real-world methods to return home.

Fangran didn't know if he could return to China safely.

As for the method of fighting the world at night, he could not contact any participants who could help him, and no matter which method,

As long as the A-level top who gave me a fatal feeling that night appeared, it would basically be cool.

"Insufficient information..."

No matter what we know so far, there is overwhelmingly too little. He was suddenly thrown into London from the national war. Fangran, who didn't know what action to take for a while, sighed to himself and swept the streets outside the rooftop railing.

There are still a lot of people, and it’s not time to go out to play in the wild yet.

Then he rolled himself up into a caterpillar with a blanket, and bit by bit got into the 'tent' he had set up. Fangran, who had no clue about the next fourth goal of 'finding a way to return to China', decided to take a nap first. I will wake up at night and think about this issue again.

After spending a day wandering penniless in a foreign country where I didn't understand the language, the tiredness of not having a good rest came at this moment, and my tense heartstrings relaxed slightly.

He finally made it through the first day of the London survival adventure that started on hell difficulty.

My mind flashed back to the memory of the day when the pound sterling and English were reduced to the streets. After a day of running for survival, my last thought before falling asleep was a helpless eye roll.

If I had known...

The support that Veronica promised at that time was taken care of...