blackstone code

Chapter 307 Changes in Attitude
The issue of the Holy Maiden is also one of the most embarrassing in Nagalil, shunned by society as a whole.

There is a kind of distorted values ​​at the bottom of Nagalil society. They attach great importance to chastity, and at the same time they are very open at certain times, which is very contradictory.

The saint has lost her chastity by serving the gods all the year round. She has been serving various gods all these years. The average family does not want their children to marry such a woman.

At the same time, families who are willing to marry such a woman do not have enough capital to support them.

These saintesses are used to doing nothing all day long. They will take various medicines when they are in the temple, and they will be in contact with various scriptures all day long. They have lost the most basic ability to work.

Nagalil is not a rich and developed country. As long as one person in a family has a job, they can support everyone.

Every member of the family here must work together to maintain a normal life. Those who are willing to marry these saintesses are some poor men. They are willing, but they cannot afford it.

In the end, these women can only become the wives of a few men, or simply go to some places where the flesh and blood business is run. Some people will be interested in these saints who have served the gods, and this is also the choice of most saints.

They can continue to maintain the life they have long been accustomed to in those places, and they don't need to worry about life until the day they are completely abandoned.

The floats gradually went away, and the cars parked on the side of the road started up again. The awe and curiosity in the eyes of the people on the side of the road made everything here have a strange sense of distortion.

After he arrived at the hotel, he rested for a while, and Aser delivered the "bill" during dinner.

It can be seen that his mental state has recovered a lot now. Lynch's words in the car played a very good role, and he began to return to work.

"Mr. Hassanna asked for 100 Galils for each piece of leopard lion fur. For those living leopard lions, each one is [-] million Galils!"

According to the official exchange rate, one hundred thousand Galil is about 1000 federal sols, but according to the exchange rate that can be exchanged, only [-] [-] federal sols are enough.

One million Galil is 100 Federation Sol, ten times the difference. No wonder Hassanna was furious. Those hunters did cost him a lot of money.

Lynch looked at the bills, and threw them back, "Tell him it's impossible, each requirement will be reduced by one zero, this is our bottom line, of course, if he is willing to accept the bond payment, it can be raised appropriately, based on his quotation 20.00% is the bottom line."

This kind of raw fur that has not been processed, labeled and not shown on the catwalk is not valuable. What is valuable is not the fur itself, but its added value in the commodity society.

People like Hasanna can’t inject these additional values ​​into it, so it’s only worth this price①!
Aser quickly took notes, which was also his job. After solving this problem, he picked up his notebook and began to talk about the next schedule.

People from all over the province of Magurana invited Lynch to visit. Mayor Mishehaye asked Lynch when he would be free, and they could sit down and have a good talk.

Some merchants also sent various samples, hoping that Lynch could take the time to look at them, and the best thing is to meet Lynch in person.

After Lynch looked through these things, he decided to talk to Mayor Mishehaye first.

The next morning, under the warm and thoughtful service of the Chief of Police, Lynch also enjoyed the wonderful feeling of privilege.

There was only his convoy on the "empty" road, and people stopped on both sides of the road, regardless of whether their eyes were fear, curiosity or hatred, they all lowered their heads at this moment.

A child in the crowd looked up at Lynch who was sitting in a luxury car. Lynch also saw him. One gaze was full of innocence and curiosity, and the other was calm without any waves. They were not far apart. Looking at each other.

The eye contact lasted less than three seconds. A woman stretched out her hand and pressed the child's head down with a frightened expression. The emotion on her face seemed to beg Lynch not to punish a child for their innocence.

Seeing that woman was about to cry, Lynch looked away, as if nothing had happened.

The convoy left quickly, people huddled together again, the complicated things in their eyes quickly faded away, this was their life.

Mishehaye's house is located in the center of the city. If in the Federation, people prefer to live in the suburbs but also use the land in the city center for commercial development, it means untold wealth.

But here, the city center represents not wealth, but status.

Whoever can live in the city center is a decent person with status in this city, and only those lowly refugees will live outside the city circle.

This also made the road full of "fun" not so long. In less than half an hour, Lynch sat in the back garden of Michel Haye's house.

Excellent horticulturalists have filled this place with all kinds of blooming flowers, and everything is so beautiful, which has a very strong contrast with other parts of the city.

Surrounded by blooming flowers and natural fragrance, the maid brought tea and snacks for the two.

The local tea is not like the scented tea that is popular in the Federation. It is mainly based on the smell. The tea here is very sweet, with a lot of honey in it. After Lynch took a sip, he lost more interest.

Mishehaye took a big sip of the tea in his cup, and finally added some for himself. After he put down the teapot, he picked up a piece of pastry, biting it, and said, "Many people have been asking me these days , which industries do you plan to invest in us, where to build the factory, and when will it start..."

Lynch looked at him, seeing the crumbs of the pastry falling on his clothes, he didn't seem to care much about his image at this time, "People are waiting for some good news with great anticipation, but it's been several days, There's no new news coming in, which makes them a little uneasy."

He swallowed the pastry in one bite, clapped his hands, and continued to stare at Lynch, "Should we do something, you have to let people here know that you are here to do things, not to hunt!"

There is an obvious change in Mishehaye's attitude. Before these few days, his attitude was actually relatively "soft", but in just a few days, his attitude has undergone some changes. This is actually the same as that of the governor's son. They are related.

Whoever is better will be in the hands of the governor in the future. It seems that the governor and the mayor are just a little bit worse, but they are actually a lot worse.

The governor's son can easily order Mishehaye to do something he may not be willing to do, and he can't resist it. The family behind him will not go to war with a local emperor for him. Compared with such severe consequences, they prefer It is possible to replace Mishehaye with an obedient one, so his current attitude has undergone some changes.

For these sons of the provincial governor, how to turn Lynch's things into their own has become a test. The brothers started to do it very tacitly. They thought that Lynch would be like those businessmen before. They took it down.

Lynch looked at Mishe Haye, didn't speak, just looked at him.

His calm gaze made Mishehaye a little unbearable. He lowered his head and moved away from the confronting gaze with Lynch by patting the crumbs on his body, and his voice softened a little, "Only when the flame burns most violently , to boil the water in the pot, and the enthusiasm of the people is the same, there are more advantages in doing it now than in the future, you should understand my words."

Lynch nodded slightly at this time, "I understand what you mean, what is the capacity of the city's power grid?"

Mishehaye was taken aback for a moment, and soon came back to his senses, "We... can take care of your electricity needs!"

"But what you said gave me a very forced feeling!"

When Mishehaye spoke, there was a momentary hesitation. Nagalil mainly uses thermal power and small hydropower to generate electricity. With the large-scale increase of power, the urban power grid will face a severe test, as will the power generation capacity.

Michelhaye didn't seem to want to be looked down upon by Lynch, he shook his head slightly, "No, we can shut down electricity in some areas to mainly supply your demand for electricity, then do you already have some factories built? thoughts?"

Lynch picked up a pastry on the table, broke off a corner and stuffed it into his mouth. It was very sweet. People here seemed to have a blind pursuit of sweetness.

"A raw material processing plant, a smelting plant, but before that, I have to ask someone to investigate where there is iron ore."

"I will put the factory in the mining area, which can save a lot of costs. In addition, there is a factory to produce some tools, and we will use these tools in large quantities in the future."

"It takes time. If you expect me to conjure up a factory with a wave of my hand and let countless people get jobs, it is more useful for you to go to the temple to pray than to talk to me here!"

Lynch's attitude can't be said to be tough, but it can't be said to be very weak, which is expected by Mishehaye.

Young people are always unyielding, even in Nagalil, some young people sometimes have some stupid ideas that want to challenge authority.

"Since you have a plan, then we should spread the news to make people feel at ease. There is one more thing you must know..."

Michelhaye stared into Lynch's eyes again, "Are you planning to leave here in the near future?"

Lynch nodded, "I plan to go back to the Federation next week. I bought some things from Mr. Hassanna. I want to send these things back. By the way, I will deal with the backlog of work over there. Things will normalize in the future.”

Mishehaye nodded noncommittally, "Mr. Lynch, although I don't want to speak, there are always some people who have failed the enthusiasm of the people of Nagalil. In order to avoid some bad influence, I suggest that you, before leaving, It's better to have some opinions!"

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①, the price of raw leather/fur is very low, the price of a whole piece of raw cowhide is about two or three hundred yuan, but turning these things into finished products can range from a few thousand to tens of thousands. The value-added is not the process, It is the brand value of the trademark.

(End of this chapter)