blackstone code

Chapter 1093 Guess Guess Guess Guess Guess
Fiyasd is the name of the Nagalilians, a noble name.

Nell, as Lynch's father, naturally does not need his children to follow the Nagalil custom to have a Dalit name, not even a surname.

His child could be called by any name. In fact, it is better to have a federal name, which can reflect his special identity. He is a mixed-race child, a mixed-race child of a local and a federal person.

Such people will receive some social benefits that ordinary people cannot get now and for a long time to come.

At least during the existence of the United Development Corporation, before the Federation's control over the New Federation has not weakened enough to interfere with the business here——

By the way, the Baylor Federation solemnly declares: We never interfere in the internal affairs of any country, we only protect the legal rights and safety of our businessmen!
With so many benefits, maybe it was a good idea to give the boy a Federal name.

But Nell didn't do that. He gave the child a native name. In the mythology of the local religion, Fiasd is the name of a demigod who killed the evil god and ate the flesh and blood of the evil god. , became a demigod.

In fact, local people, even the privileged class, will not easily let their children have the same name as a character in a fairy tale. For them, this is a blasphemy against the gods.

But Nell doesn't care about this, he likes this name, just like some people in the Federation have the same name as the incarnation of God walking in the world, they lack the awe of the gods.

Even if they are to some extent, they are also firm and devout believers.

Looking at the little baby in the girl's arms, Lynch didn't show much expression. His skin color was darker than that of the federal people, and he looked dirty.

Maybe it's because of the skin color, but he doesn't like it anyway.

"Do you want to hug?" Nell glanced at his youngest wife, who carried the baby to Lynch with some worry, as if she was worried about whether Lynch could take good care of the child.

Lynch looked at the little guy and shook his head, "No, I don't have experience, maybe it will hurt him."

Nell felt a little pity, but he didn't force it, "Forget it."

I don't know if the baby felt something, or just woke up, he started to cry, Nell's little wife hurriedly hugged him, walked back to the chair beside him, and opened his chest to reveal the carrying bag. dry food.

Lynch glanced at it, then looked away. There was nothing to see. He had seen many different kinds.

The baby's crying stopped quickly, and Lynch focused on Nell again, "I'm here this time to promote the development of agriculture here, we need manpower to reclaim wasteland on a large scale in the wild , and then cultivate food.”

Nell thought for a while, he was already able to think like a capitalist, and he was even doing pretty well in some respects.

After about ten seconds, he said, "I have to call Aser, he may be able to provide some help."

"Although I have been here for two years, I don't know enough about some things."

Not long after, Aser also came, and Nell's little wife left with the child in her arms.

Nell repeated what Lynch said just now, and Aser nodded without any hesitation and said, "That's no problem, now Nagalil still has a lot of surplus labor, we can use it."

"It's just that the locals are not very good at farming. We have to recruit some agricultural experts from other places, such as the Federation..."

He then explained why this happened.

Nagalil looks stupid and backward. It should be an agricultural society, but it is not.

The rich products here allow people to get a lot of food without taking the initiative to cultivate, and it is naturally impossible for them to take care of the food on purpose.

Except for some commercial crops like spices, having economic value means that someone will spend money to cultivate these things and try to make money from them.

Therefore, there are people who can grow all kinds of economic crops here. There are many people who can grow food, but they can't grow them.

They don't know how to solve the pest problem, and they don't know how to solve the problem, which requires the help of experts.

Soon, some things were basically confirmed. Mengwu Province will expand to the grassland and develop a large amount of farmland.

This matter requires the cooperation of the new councilor Garton, and it will be more advantageous to do it in the dual name of the joint development company and the local governor than to promote it alone.

While working out some details, Aser said he wanted to invite Lynch to a meal because he had a child.

Aser had no children in the Commonwealth, and to stay in the Commonwealth he married a girl who might have doubled or tripled his weight.

The girl was so fat that her fallopian tubes were completely blocked, so they never had children.

Aser didn't say it, but actually wanted a child very much. This is also the tradition of the Nagalil people. It is a tradition to have more children.

After he came back, he severed his connection with the Federation. He thought about going back at first, but as Nagalil got better and better, his status and wealth became higher and higher, he didn't want to gone back.

In addition, his sister-in-law was pregnant with his child, so he couldn't leave.

This is also one of the traditions in Nagalil. Sometimes there are many unmarried men in a family, and the family cannot support each of them to marry a wife, so they will marry one for them.

Of course it wasn't like that in Aser's case, it was just a small misunderstanding, he brought back the federal habit and made his brother and his father think that his sister-in-law was seducing him.

Then they sent his sister-in-law into his bed. They are all family anyway, so it doesn't matter.

So his brother married another, and he impregnated his sister-in-law—who was now his wife. From the point of view of the locals, it was as simple as that.

"It's really worth a drink. Have you considered sending him to the Federation?"

Lynch agreed to Aser's request to invite him to dinner, and knew that it was also a boy.

Aser shook his head, "The Federation will make him feel disgusted here, but this is his home, and..."

"Mr. Nell's baby has also just been born, I mean hopefully they'll grow up together."

"So that in the future he can do something simple for Mr. Nell, his family, and his children."

Aser looked loyal, "You supported me, Mr. Lynch, so I, my children, his children and all the younger generations, they should all be grateful for this kindness, and should work for you, for Mr. Nell !"

Lynch smiled and pointed at him, "You are very cunning, Aser, you have become dishonest!"

There was no questioning in Lynch's voice, angry emotions, which made Aser heaved a sigh of relief.

"As wise as you are, I know I can't hide anything from you, Mr. Lynch!"

Lynch thought for a while, "I don't have any problem with this matter, you go and talk to Nell alone, you have to ask for his opinion."

Asir's idea was to make his children servants to Nell's children, the kind of servants they'd grown up with.

In the process they are able to build a stronger relationship and trust each other than employers and employees.

Just like some great nobles in Gafla, the old butlers in these big noble families are second only to the family head - of course they can't do anything to punish or harm the blood of the family, the only thing is Not allowed.

Aser himself can be rich for a lifetime, he knows, but he is not sure whether his children and grandchildren can do this.

When a person has solved the most basic problems of eating enough, wearing clothes, having enough wealth and status, etc., they start to think about things in the future, just like Aser at this time.

He had to think about his descendants, so it was obviously the best decision to be tied to Mr. Lynch. He didn't dare to say it too directly. He aimed at Lynch when he came up, but used an indirect method.

If his kids were doing well with Nell's kids, Lynch could bring it up when he had kids.

Only in this way can his family prosper from generation to generation.

And he also believes that his children and grandchildren will understand the value and significance of what he did.

The evening meal was at a high-end local restaurant, and Garton also came, and there were some things he needed to know.

With the reforms and changes in Nagalil, not only the streets have become cleaner, but even the restaurants have become more formal.

The kitchen is in a glass room with the dining room, and any diner can see everything that is going on in the kitchen at a glance.

This is to reassure diners about their food, at least they know how their food changes from ingredients to dishes, which gives them the courage to eat.

"what is this?"

Although Lynch occasionally turned his head to see those clean kitchens and clean cooks, he still didn't understand the dishes in front of him.

It was a thick cut with a diameter of about fifteen centimeters, flat and round, with two holes in the middle. The meat was firm and whitish. He touched it with a fork, and it didn't look like beef.

The strangest thing is that there are two small holes on it, and there are two fresh egg yolks in the holes.

To be honest, he has no idea what the hell this is, and he feels a little disgusted just looking at it.

Nell, who was chatting with Aser, glanced at it and said casually, "Elephant trunk, it tastes good."

Lynch: ...

He was silent for a few seconds, and then looked at another plate on the table, which was covered with a plate of thin, slightly pink, delicate meat raw cuts, and couldn't help asking, "Then what about this one?"

Nell smiled and scratched his crotch, it seemed that everything was in that meaningful smile.

(End of this chapter)