blackstone code

Chapter 692 The Secret To Making Money
A convoy is driving slowly on the bumpy road in Ameria. People's dazed and numb faces have lost their yearning for life. They are like walking dead, holding a broken bowl or a cup or something similar in their hands. vessels, lined up by the roadside.

From a distance, these people have no vitality, no breath of life, they are as uncomfortable as the living dead.

After being in chaos for so long, in fact, not only the Gefra people in the imperial area were affected, but the local people were also deeply affected.

Every time the anti-government armed forces launch an attack on the Gefra people, there will be bloody revenge from the Gefra people. Those who are not related to him will be dragged out to be shot or sent to a labor reform camp.

While people hated the Gefra people, they were actually tossed enough by their own people. In this kind of toss, many people collapsed or became numb.

There was a woman on the side of the road who looked about 40 or [-] years old. She was holding two children who were wearing only shorts and had waist-length hair. It was hard to tell whether they were boys or girls. Her face was also numb.

The three of them were all dirty, and the clothes on the women couldn't even be called clothes. It was more like a quilt with a hole in it, and then the head was exposed through the hole.

Not long after, a short, dirty old man who looked about five or sixty years old came over with an iron cup, which contained food, like wheat porridge. He talked to the woman for a while, and the woman After giving instructions to the two children, he and the man walked to a vacant house on the side of the road.

A few minutes later, she and the man came out, and the man poured some of the food in his cup into the woman's broken bowl, contentedly licked the added wheat kernels on the edge of the cup, and walked toward go far.

The two children looked at the broken bowl with longing eyes. The woman drank it herself, and then gave the two children what she gave birth to.

After a while, the second man came over...

This is not just an isolated case. In fact, there are a lot of people like this in the whole of Amélia. The men in many families have been shot, and it is impossible for women to find jobs and raise children at the same time.

As the conflict between the locals and the Gefra people escalated later, when the Gefra people distributed relief food, they only distributed it to those citizens who cooperated. For example, someone at home joined the anti-government armed forces, or was shot for other reasons. , then lose the right to receive relief food forever.

These people have no job, no source of food and life, and it is difficult for them to survive in this city.

In the beginning, they may be able to exchange a little something for some food, but in the end they have nothing to offer and can only sell their dignity.

When the convoy passed by slowly, the woman had already received the third man. When she walked out of the room, she was still wiping the gene fragments left on her legs with the dirty clothes.

After watching the man pour some food into her bowl, she took a break to return to her two fed children on the lead, heading home.

At home, there are elderly people who need food.

Sometimes life is like this, one person's impulse can drag a family or even several families into the abyss.

Lynch's convoy passed by here at this time, and people's numb eyes turned slowly. The woman and her two children also looked calm, as if they were not in pain!
They looked at the car, the well-dressed gentlemen in the car, and watched them enjoy life so much, while they were also bathed in the same sunshine, but it was like living in hell.

"Did you see that?"

"these people!"

Lynch asked Mark beside him, and Mark swallowed.

He has lived in the Federation for too long, and the so-called spirit of freedom and equality has already been deeply engraved into his bone marrow.

Even in Nagalil, he has never been as shocked as he is now. The expressions, eyes, and movements of those people are full of despair.

He shivered, it was a kind of trembling, a trembling from the depths of his soul, "Yes, I saw it, Mr. Lynch."

His demeanor became very correct, and the images disturbed him.

Lynch also looked away from the outside, "I'll let you come here this time, because we are investing in a food factory together."

"Now there is a shortage of everything here, and it has already entered the summer. There is only one period of wheat left this year. There is still a period of time between planting and harvesting. There are tens of millions of people who need food. We don't need to swallow the entire market. We just need to You can make a lot of money with one or two cities.”

"You have worked in a food factory, and you have experience. I feel more at ease when you do it." He turned his head to look at Mark, showing his snow-white teeth, "And we are friends!"

Mark was a little flattered, but also a little timid. He catered to Lynch with a dry smile, and then said cautiously, "Mr. If there is no subsidy from the local government, the food factory will not be able to make much money."

He said and looked towards the long queue outside, "These people don't seem to need money to receive relief food, I don't know if they have money, but they definitely can't afford to spend too much money to buy food , which also means that we are likely to lose money."

After he finished speaking, he fell into silence. The cost of food is transparent in some ways. One hundred grams of refined wheat flour is one hundred grams, and fifty grams of barley malt is fifty grams. How much these things are worth is transparent.

In addition, it seems that the raw materials for food production have to be transported from China, plus the freight, even if they don't make money selling, they may not be able to sell.

Lynch was not surprised to hear his words. Before starting a business, many people would list all the problems they could imagine, and then tell themselves that it would not work.

This kind of people is not a minority, many people are like this, they will always shrink back when faced with various opportunities, and they can always find a reason not to reach out and seize the opportunity.

In fact, it is not how smart they are. People who give up in the face of opportunities are not smart people at all. They are just afraid, afraid, because they have never reached out, and naturally they are full of instinctive fear of everything unfamiliar.

Mark hadn't done business outside of policy, so he mistook his experience for the right one and tried to convince Lynch.

Lynch just smiled. He looked at Mark with warm eyes, but it made Mark a little uneasy.

"We are businessmen, do you know how people evaluate businessmen?" Without waiting for Mark to say anything, Lynch continued, "People will put words such as treachery, meanness, stinginess, and greed on businessmen, even if they are actually This businessman is not like that, but they trust their judgment that this is how a businessman should be."

"So we can let go of our hands a little bit!"

Lynch paused at this point, and then asked, "Do you know why people are hungry?"

A little jumping thinking made Mark's thoughts unable to keep up with his speed. After waiting for a few seconds, he tentatively asked, "Because you haven't eaten for a while?"

Lynch shook his head with a smile, "Because there is nothing in the stomach, the body tells the brain, and the brain tells us that we are hungry."

"So as long as there is something in the stomach, people will not be so hungry. As for nutrition, it is another matter."

"So you know, what stays in the stomach longer?"

Mark shook his head blankly. Apart from despair and dead silence, his stupid appearance was not much different from the people queuing outside at this time.

"Crude fiber foods, those things that are not easy to digest, will stay in the stomach for a long time, so that the body will not tell people that they are hungry so quickly."

"In the future, you start the factory first. Our main product is a kind of biscuit. Here is a recipe..." Lynch took out an ingredient list from his pocket and handed it over, "Just follow this ingredient list to produce. "

Mark watched for a while, and the more he watched, his mouth opened wider, and finally he was so stunned that he couldn't even speak.

After a while, he asked with some uncertainty, "Mr. Lynch... are you... sure it's this recipe?"

Lynch nodded, "Do you have any questions about this?"

"One thing..." He scratched his head and showed the formula in front of Lynch, "This... non-toxic weed, I'm not sure what it is, and these, the powder of the red tree..."

"Ah! You said this." Lynch took the recipe from him, folded it slightly, and the ingredient list was split into two, "You should look at it this way."

At this time, only half of the ingredient list was left. There were eggs, milk, pork powder, beef powder, fish powder, and powders of various high-nutrition foods on it.

But if you turn over this list of recipes, there are only a certain part of the various plants that can be seen everywhere in the wild.

"After we provide the nutrients that can meet the daily needs of people's bodies, what we need most is to prevent them from starving quickly. These things will not cause any harm to people. Their only value is to stay in people's stomachs for a longer period of time. time."

"It's not easy to be hungry, and I have enough nutrition. You don't think... I'm a treacherous, despicable and shameless capitalist?" Lynch smiled and sent the recipe back to Mark.

Mark looked at the recipe without looking up, wanting to say "you are", but his instinct told him he'd better not tell the truth.

Lynch patted him on the shoulder, "That's why Langdon asked you to hang out more, Mark, you are too young, and the environment you lived in in the past was too good, so you don't understand what the world needs at all. What the people at the bottom need."

"As long as there is barely enough nutrition for the minimum body needs, and they are not easy to starve, even if I add a handful of mud to it, they are willing to eat it."

"You have never been hungry, you will never know the fear of being hungry!"

(End of this chapter)