Chapter 332: I’ll be a mess (1)
Bruno, or rather Karl Marx, was doing something he had never done in his life—studying.
The words of a teacher, difficult to understand, and the book with content that made one doubt the character of Fabio de Rothschild as a person, filled the pages.
All kinds of complicated knowledge that he had to learn by using his mind rather than his body...
‘I would rather be farming.’
Whether he thought about it or not, Fabio’s lecture continued.
"People, surprisingly, can endure poverty and hunger quite well. It would be more accurate to say that even when placed in such a harsh environment, they don't immediately think of starting a rebellion."
Karl could only nod at these words.
He had lived in poverty from his childhood until he left home as an adult, and his younger brother had nearly starved to death for lack of food. Yet, at that time, he didn’t blame the lord or the nobles. He just accepted it as his fate.
‘But how does the Count know what we think so thoroughly?’
It seemed very strange when considered logically.
Fabio de Rothschild, born the second son of the Medici baron family, must have never once had to worry about food in his entire life.
Yet, he understood things he had never experienced as if they were his own.