blackstone code

Chapter 293 Punishment, family business, nature
The night in Nagalil is very dark, and the stars are extraordinarily shining. It is not like the Baylor Federation here, where the colorful neon lights at night will cover the original color of the sky.

The bright starry sky is reflected on the curtain of the night sky. When people look at the stars all over the sky, they will inevitably be gradually attracted and shocked by it!

Aser looked at the peaceful night outside the window through the transparent glass window, but the waves in his mind were shocking.

After all, they are different, the civilized world and the barbaric world are different after all!

In fact, he was mentally prepared before he came back, but he was still careless.

His memories of Nagalil seemed to have faded away, his memory of the past was blurred, and most of the things were joys - joys and sorrows.

The joyful emotions generated in pain can be remembered for a longer time, so his memories of his hometown are more positive and cheerful, and the memory seems to have deliberately erased those not very pleasant facts.

During these years of living in the Federation, he has gradually adapted to being a civilized person in a civilized world. Although the Federation has all kinds of embarrassment and discrimination, it is a civilized country after all.

They use things like the law to protect all the weak and restrain the strong. Even though people are rotten in their bones, they at least maintain their nobility on the surface.

He has begun to adapt, although it may not be an ideal country.

But here, Nagalil, everything seems to have not progressed, and the barbaric is still barbaric.

The policemen who beat passers-by with sticks just to let the cars of the powerful pass easily, in fact, their real job should be to protect the people, but they didn't do it.

In order to expand the yard, they knocked down other people's houses and drove them out, and even flaunted these things as talking points. How can a cold person do such a thing?
Just because he said "thank you" habitually, his father and elder brother thought that his elder brother's wife was seducing him, so he let that poor woman dedicate herself to satisfy his brother's lust at night...

It was horrible, it was barbaric!
When a person has started to learn and is used to sitting at the table covered with a tablecloth and using exquisite utensils to serve food, playing with exquisite utensils to enjoy well-cooked food, it is difficult for him to accept the life of ruthlessness and blood.

He would be sick at the sight of the bloody pieces of flesh, at the sight of the corpses, and at the sight of putting things in his mouth.

At some point, Aser fell asleep, and no one woke him up the next day, so he slept until almost eleven o'clock.

In Nagalil, except for a few people who have a job in a factory, most people are engaged in casual labor and farming. Generally speaking, the pace of life is not fast. As long as you are not afraid of being hungry, you can sleep until noon or even get up in the afternoon It's not impossible.

After Aser woke up, the foul smell and body odor in his nose made him suffer again. He changed a suit of clothes, and he felt that he also had this smell on his body. When he came out of the bedroom and walked downstairs, When standing at the gate, his expression froze suddenly.

His elder brother's wife was hanged by someone from a tree in the yard. Aser's brothers were watching, and his elder brother beat the poor woman with a whip.

Every whip was loud, and the woman endured it silently, biting her lips tightly, blood was already oozing from her lips, her eyes were a little lax, as if she might faint anytime, anywhere.

Aser's mother and the wives of the other brothers knelt aside, witnessing the somewhat ceremonial punishment.

When the last whip was finished, Aser's eldest brother put away the whip and handed it to the younger brother beside him. He glanced indifferently at the hanging woman, and untied the rope that bound her hands.

The woman suddenly collapsed on the ground, and a few seconds later, she forced herself up and knelt in front of Elder Brother Aser, with the backs of her hands facing down and her palms facing up, sticking to the ground. She kissed his husband's toes, and finally Press your forehead to the ground.

This is a standard procedure for repenting for doing something wrong, but only for women. Aser's elder brother shook his shoulders. His arms and shoulders were a little sore when he whipped the whip. At this moment, he turned around, I saw Aser.

The indifferent face was filled with a smile, it was a smile from the heart, and Aser recognized this kind of smile because he had it on his face before.

"My brother, are you sleeping well?" He walked up to Aser and hugged Aser warmly with open arms, but this hug did not give Aser any warmth.

Aser's expression was sluggish for about a second or two before he realized, "It's very good. I always miss home when I'm outside, and it feels good to be back..."

His elder brother nodded noncommittally, "My hometown must be the best. This is your home, you and us..." he said, putting his arm around Aser's shoulder, and walking towards the house.

As he walked, he said, "Let's have lunch first. After lunch, I'll take you to our factory. Maybe you're interested in these things."

This sentence did attract Aser's attention. He didn't expect his father and these brothers who had almost no education to have a factory. His occupation made him a little sensitive, so he asked casually, "A factory of what kind of business?"

"Recycling and processing!" The two walked into the hall, and Aser's eldest brother said proudly, "We have established some relationships. This business is not easy, and we spent a lot of money for it..."

During his introduction, Aser finally understood that the money he sent back over the years was not saved by them or used for eating, drinking and having fun.

When some people have certain characteristics or qualifications, someone will come to them to make money for them.

Since Aser's father boasted that his son became a "foreigner", he gradually gained some fame in the local area, so some people approached him.

It is impossible for any society to operate absolutely in the way planned by the rule makers. There will always be some outliers, and there are such people in Nagalil. They are like opportunists.

They are not satisfied with the status quo and want to change their situation. On the premise of not breaking the rules of Nagalil, they will try their best to make money and improve their status.

The people who found Aser's father were such a group of people. They were not well-known, but they saw a business and wanted Aser's father to stand up for them.

They don't need Aser's father to pay extra, and they can enjoy half of the income of the entire business!

Aser's father agreed without thinking too long, at least he could guarantee that even if the other party was a liar, he would not lose anything.

This business will be recycled.

A large number of "goldware" are produced in religious activities every year. These goldware are not completely made of gold, some are coated with a layer of gold, and some are just ground gold into fine powder and mixed with some paint. on the surface of some utensils.

The former is often the style of the rich, while the latter is the choice of people with slightly better family conditions, and there are actually subdivisions.

How many times the gold paint is painted also represents different family status. The "golden utensils" enshrined to the gods in the most ordinary families are not only small, but the gold paint has to be painted once.

Wealthier families will enshrine some larger "goldware", and the gold paint will be painted several times to dozens of times.

Those gold-coated "goldware" are easy to handle, just tear off the outermost layer of gold, but those gold that is made into gold paint and brushed on the surface of the utensils are not easy to handle.

If you want to say that these things are not worth money, it is really not cheap, but if you want to say how expensive it is, it doesn't seem to be too expensive.

In addition, the method of recycling is very troublesome. The major temples do not handle these things themselves. They will pack these "golden artifacts" to some recycling factories and let them do it.

It is said that it is a factory, but it is actually a small workshop.

In the past, the way people recycled gold lacquer was to smash and grind the whole body, and then screen out the bottom layer of gold powder with relatively high purity through natural layering, and recast it into gold ingots after calcining.

Now these problems are easy to solve. With the development of foreign science and technology, some chemical things have gradually appeared in Nagalil.

Through a chemical reagent that is banned for civilian use and abuse in many countries in the world, the chemical components in the gold paint can be easily decomposed and the gold will sink to the bottom.

After hearing these contents, Aser's expression became a little dignified. After eating hastily, he drove to the factory with his elder brother.

There is still a distance of more than 100 meters from the factory, and you can smell a pungent smell. When the two parked the car in the yard and watched the workers touch various chemicals without any protective measures, Ah Sil's heart was touched.

People's numb faces seem to show no emotion fluctuations, and they don't even care about their festered or deformed hands. They just keep repeating their work.

Those hands that had been soaked white by chemicals and had festered skin moved in and out in various liquids, and Aser's heart suddenly seemed to be grabbed by something.

His elder brother didn't seem to notice the change in the expression on Aser's face, and he still introduced everything here happily. He also took Aser to his office and introduced Aser to other people in the office. And opened the safe for him.

There are neat square boxes of gold bricks in the safe. They are said to be gold bricks, but in fact they should be gold flakes. These gold bricks are only about half a centimeter thick, the size of a palm, and filled with a luster that makes the heart beat faster.

"Look, this is our business!" In his flamboyant tone, he couldn't feel the awe of the man in front of him for life.

A country that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

A group of familiar and unfamiliar people.

The only thing that remains the same may be the essence of pursuing interests!
(End of this chapter)