Take Taobao with you to another world

As a member of the education team, Boravi was no less surprised than his brother when he was notified before the end of the day's schoolwork.Of course, they have this plan to take the children of the adaptation class to visit the main facilities of the city, but their children are real children, the maximum is 14 years old, and although they are not very bright, most of them are quite obedient... let these children be the same as twenty A Casper fellow?

Regardless of how they came out, they only came to Xinmaxi City the day before, and they will visit the city the day after. The time arrangement is really not wasted at all.

Boravi was just an accident, but Waterland was nervous besides the accident. After knowing that he had to receive a full twenty Kaspers, he kept wandering around in the dormitory, muttering something about the Kaspers For example, their skin is as black as carbon, their eyes are as red as fire, a scimitar dances like the wind, they believe in desert gods, and they have a hobby of blood sacrifices... It annoys Boravi who is at the desk to modify the schedule Enough.Boravi has never seen Kasper people either, and he has long forgotten what he had heard about "the other side of the mountain" when he was a teenager. Only by memory training can he find a little faint shadow, which is of no help to his work beneficial.However, since this group of people will be entertained by their education team, it means that the Caspers are not special guests in New Mahy City—perhaps only the pioneers in New Mahy City can be regarded as a "special" group.

Is there any difference between Kasper people and others?Humans and orcs coexist peacefully in the Industrial City, and New Marsh City is also full of disaster victims from different regions. Many people don't understand the common language at all, and they can barely communicate with each other by relying on the newly learned pioneer language, and they can also live in harmony.Did the Kasper people have one more pair of hands and one leg longer than them?Even so, as long as they still have human heads, they should be treated like other people.But he and Waterland knew nothing of the language of the Caspers, and unless these desert visitors could speak the Common Language, they should have an interpreter...

Before going to bed, Waterland was still nagging: "What the hell are the Kasper people doing here? Won't the air here drown them?"

"You can say whatever you want in the dormitory, but tomorrow you'd better behave yourself in front of those guests," Boravi said, choosing a word, "Don't be like a 'hick'."

"Aha? I'm a redneck?" Waterland exclaimed, "Look tomorrow, who is the redneck!" He turned over angrily.

Boravi didn't say a word, Waterland finally quieted down, and that was enough.

But something has been wrong with Waterland lately, and the reason has nothing to do with the girl named Lida.

The next morning, Boravi woke up on time, and then unceremoniously threw a wet handkerchief on his face to wake him up. After the two of them washed up, they went to the cafeteria. There are already many people who are willing to spend a little less time sleeping to enjoy food. Today’s breakfast is very soft bean porridge and vermicelli soup. His favorite pickles and shredded radish, he can take a lot.

Waterland also ate very happily, but when he walked out of the cafeteria after eating, he started nagging again on the way to the classroom, and Boravi turned a deaf ear this time.His heart is full of things to do today, but he doesn't want to be the bosom brother of this giant baby. Everything is appearance, and what makes Waterland anxious is other crux. If he doesn't want to say it, then no one can do anything— Anyway, he can't hold back forever.

The literacy school is a zigzag building composed of polygonal tile-roofed buildings surrounding a playground. The dormitory of Boravi and the others is very close to here, but they will also live in the school when the roster is on duty.One-third of the school is student dormitory, because for various reasons, some children who come to New Mahy City have no guardians or guardians can no longer take care of them, and the pioneers will arrange for them to start collective life in advance.

Everyone living in New Mahic City must learn to cooperate with others, both in life and work.It is impossible for the Kasper people to come here just to visit the city. They have passed the disease observation period elsewhere. Will they stay?What kind of arrangements does the provisional government have for them?

Boravi prepared the things needed for today's trip, and the children rushed into the classroom one by one, their faces were full of anticipation for today's trip, even if Boravi told them that another team would join in, it didn't affect their liveliness .Going to class, doing crafts, eating together, listening to the teacher tell stories, which is great, but walking around the city when everyone is either working or going to class-seeing the city where they will live for a long time is How it works, so happy!

"Don't get too excited," Waterland said.

Then he and Boravi did a head count, handed out hats, checked their books, cups and shoes, and waited until the class bell rang before taking them to the playground.While they were arranging the queue, a group of people came in from outside the school: dark skinned, wearing a headscarf, with a knife on their waist, although they looked around and showed curiosity, their expressions had a long-term nervous life. vigilance.This is the guest they are waiting for. The Kasper people are watching these teachers and students on the playground with vigilance, and the children are also watching them with vigilance.

At this time, Waterland called softly: "Ceres... Bishop?"

A member of the working group brought a white-haired old man to the school gate. He stopped for a moment and walked in slowly, turning his head to look at the school while walking. The desert people from afar watched him pass by him silently. A group took out a letter and handed it to Boravi.

"Good morning, young pioneers." The old bishop said to him and Waterland, "I am Celis, a sojourner. Although I have been in this magical city for a long time, I have never seen her. Complete appearance, today I want to borrow some light from you, and join the children's itinerary."

Waterland still looked at Bishop Selis in shock, and the old man nodded friendly to him.

"Hello." Boravi said, holding the letter in his hand, "Your Excellency, are you feeling better now?"

"It's already very good, thank you for your concern." Bishop Selis said, "I have been well cultivated here."

"As long as you don't mind being with these noisy but well-behaved children," Boravi said, "and these guests from far away, we are all happy to be your guides."

Bishop Selis turned his head to look at those Kaspers in surprise, "Them?"

A tall man emerged from the Kasper, dark-skinned, fair-haired, impressive-looking, but no one here knew him.But he asked Boravi and Waterland directly in the common language, "Have you seen Arik?"

"I'm here!"

A person trotted in from outside the gate, and Boravi was relieved when he saw the person coming. He knew that he was not the one to bring this group of visitors who seemed difficult to deal with today.Although they are not familiar with each other, they were not in the same grade when they were in Industrial City, and their work directions in New Mahy City are completely different, but no matter in Industrial City or New Mahy City, the pioneers are the same. Partners who trust each other and support each other.

After they greeted each other, Arik and the nobleman who called himself Baron Ramsay went to organize the Kasper team.

The small flags representing the visiting team were distributed to the children, as well as the people of Kasper and Bishop Seris, and the preparations for the departure were almost complete.Bishop Selis stood next to Boravi. Although the children didn't know who this kind-faced old man was - Boravi skipped the newsletter when he read the newspaper to them, but most of them thought he was amiable and lovely. Respectfully.Before leaving the playground, Arik led a very formal introduction to all parties.

"These are the warriors of Kasper. They come from a country with many deserts. They are all real warriors."

"This is Baron Ramsay, the lord of Dele Town, a town that is very friendly with New Marsh City."

"This is Bishop Selis." Boravi said, "Respected guest of New Mahasi City."

All three parties saluted each other, the children bowed, the bishop nodded with his hands on his chest, and the Kasper people seemed a little at a loss. It was Baron Ramsay who raised his fist and beat his chest first, and then they immediately I did.After the ceremony, many people showed a little uncomfortable look on their faces, but another thing that made people more uncomfortable was reduced-fear and defensiveness.If a person is willing to show respect to you who is a stranger, you will be ashamed to express what is in your heart on your face.

Boravi walked in front with the children, and the Kasper people trailed behind them not too far away.It’s not that the Blazers are unwilling to arrange special routes for them, but after communicating with the working group, both parties actively chose to use a more natural way to understand the city, so there is almost no change in Boravi’s class schedule. With Aric here, the temporary commentary he prepared probably won't be needed.So this large-scale visiting team walked out of the school. The street is spacious, and it is time to go to work. The road is quiet but not quiet. On one side of them is the empty dormitory area. From the wall on the other side, the carriage team will pass by them.

Boravi held a wooden trumpet in his hand and said as he walked:

"Children, we know that New Mahy City is already a very big city. There are a lot of people living here. These people have to eat and drink. Although we know that there is food in the cafeteria, but We all know that food grows out of the ground and we drink water when we turn on the tap, but where does the water come from? How is it fed into the pipes so that it comes out when we want it? ?We have given the answers to these questions in class and drawn patterns, but we haven’t seen them with our own eyes, so the first place we are going to is the place where the city produces water..."

Arik said to the people in Kasper: "...I say this, everyone will definitely want to ask a question, water is not natural, why do people have to process it? We know that water will fall from the sky, it is rain, it is Flowing past our city, that's a river, and it's still coming out of the ground, that's a spring, what else can man do but boil them? But that's because natural water isn't made to let People come to drink, it needs to supply all the living things in this world, and the water naturally carries all things in the world, just like the bugs we see in the water droplets through the glass mirror, our human beings The body can only accept water and some things in it, but not others, or we will get sick..."

They went on like this while explaining. They passed many workshops and construction sites on the road, and passed another construction site. When they looked up, they saw a landmark—three very tall and very large square towers.Boravi pointed to the tower and said, "Look, our water tower."

Arik put down his hand, and Baron Ramsay was surprised: "Water tower? Isn't that a fortress?"

"That's just a water tower," Arik said. "Why are we building a fort here?"

"Of course it is to defend against the enemy," said the baron. "The city of New Marci is built on such an open plain that the enemy can come from any side except the river."

"Of course they can come from any side," Arik looked at the three towers for a while, "as long as they can cross our cordon."

"Warning line?"

"We built a road, and the end of the road is our cordon; we have sorted out a lot of land for future farms, and the border of the farm is our cordon." Arik said, "We welcome any enemy to invade."

He said it so naturally, as if he didn't realize the scary meaning in the words at all, the baron fell silent, but Arik said again: "But this water tower may indeed have some military functions."

"What effect?" the baron couldn't help asking.

"If one day our enemies come from the sky," Arik said ecstatically, "our weapons can be placed in this place."

"An enemy from the sky?"

"Maybe it's a winged lizard..." Arik said, "or a dragon."

The baron's expression said, "This is not a clever joke." The Caspers were still whispering behind them, but Arik turned his head and pointed forward: "Here, that's the entrance."

There were guards at the gate of the water plant, but after Boravi issued a letter of introduction, they opened the gate without any surprise to a group of Kaspers.People walked into this facility, one of the most important to the city, and followed the sound of water and the roar of machines. The complete process of ascension, and of course, both children and Kaspers are amazed by what they see before their eyes.

The visit to the waterworks was short but worthwhile, and they left the place and returned to the city.

Functionally, the city has met almost all the living needs of its occupants, except that the food has not yet been harvested, it seems to be close to perfection, but people still see many construction sites on the road, those projects Some of their goals they can see, some even Arik doesn't know.The Caspers just came to New Marhi City yesterday, and they showed a novel and shocking attitude towards almost everything. Not all of them can speak the common language, and they are also brave enough to ask questions. The explanation for Arik and the Baron Can listen carefully.

Their voices did not affect the team in front, but Waterland always looked back at them from time to time.

"Young man, do you know one of them?" Bishop Seles asked.

"No, Your Excellency, I don't know that," Waterland said. "I was just...just," he whispered, "just wondering what the Blazers would give them."

Boravi was answering a child's question about the relationship between the reading room and the library, and Bishop Seles also asked softly, "Are they here to ask for something from New Mahy City?"

"It should be, but they don't look like callers, more like guests..." Waterland said, "or customers."

The visiting team had already arrived at the factory area in the center of the city. They were walking on the road and saw that the workers in the factory could produce an astonishing amount of daily necessities in a day through the cooperation like water. The baron couldn't help but said: "You produce a month It is enough to meet the needs of this kingdom for a year."

He wanted to say that Dele town could serve as a relay point for them to open up new markets, but Arik said: "It's not enough."

The baron said: "Even if you sell it cheaply, there are not many people who can afford these pottery and furniture. The rich have been terrified by you, and farmers will not pay for anything that looks beautiful and delicate." Money. The most they are willing to spend is farm implements and livestock, and for other things, such as bowls, they can use only a folded leaf."

"It's true that they'll eat with just a folded leaf," Arik said, "but that doesn't mean they don't want anything that will make them comfortable."

"But where did they get the money?" asked the baron.

"People living in New Mahy City don't need money, they only need themselves." Arik said, "They can get whatever they need through labor."

"You mean, the products produced in these factories are intended to supply the people in this city, not the merchants from outside?" the baron asked in disbelief.

"Although we have our own production plan...but you can think of it that way," Arik said.

"Then how do you accumulate wealth?"

"By wealth, do you mean money," Arik said, "or land and people?"

The Baron was momentarily at a loss for words, and suddenly realized that he had asked some not-so-intelligent questions.New Mahi City has its own currency, and it has been in circulation for a long time. Those "workpoints"... They don't need to use any common gold and silver currency, because there is no one in this kingdom and this plain with whom they can trade reciprocally.Land and population are not things that can be obtained through trading, but since those who regard them as their enemies have sent countless people on their own initiative, the land should naturally belong to them—no need to talk about ancestral jurisprudence and contract spirit. Gadgets only work as long as people still believe in kings.

But the baron was still a little unconvinced, "Since you can make yourself bigger and bigger like rubbing mud balls, why do you want to open up trade and do business with merchants?"

"If someone has a need, we provide for their need."

"And the Caspers too?"

"Including the Caspers, too."

"Very well," said one, "I believe what you say."

The baron was startled, he turned his head sharply, and met a lifeless face, "Akan!"

Akan nodded at him, not at all uncomfortable eavesdropping.The Baron turned his head away, forgetting that the bastard knew at least half of the Common Tongue.

So the conversation ended, but Arik's answer pleased the Kaspers.They didn't understand the power structure within the Blazers, so they regarded Aric, the only one they knew well, as a representative of the "alien"—this was not bad.From yesterday to now, the people of Kasper have been completely conquered by this city, both because of its richness and greatness - so grand!So civilized!And because the city's managers, the aliens—the "pioneers" treat the Kasper people like others, not to mention the natural and considerate care they take when they entertain the desert peoples, just not treating them differently is enough. Spoel people feel great respect.What's more, the pioneers are indeed very, very powerful - how many people can remember when they are cared for by them, that these gentle, cheerful and knowledgeable people have squeezed a kingdom to the point of collapse?They didn't even initiate a war.

They might give the Kaspers more than they've ever received combined.

But—the baron said to himself in a low voice: "You don't want to be too happy."

They visited the factory area until noon, and then had dinner in a nearby cafeteria. In this hot season, there is a rule that they must rest after lunch, so they went to the workers’ dormitory again. The children took a nap. Review today's news together, or occupy a corner and think about something silently.Some people think they are thinking deeply, some people are really thinking deeply, and some people only think about today's work.

The main targets of the afternoon tour are the hospital and the feedlot.

Even though the sun is scorching outside, the inside of the hospital is still cool. The thick walls insulate part of the heat, and the large windows and open corridors provide good ventilation. The pure white walls and gray floors set off each other. The group also wore white robes, and their footsteps were silent.Just as death is often quiet.

Death itself is quiet, but the process of dying is not like this—a person who has been tortured to the end by illness will suddenly wake up and agitate at the last moment, struggling to leave their last voice, and his or her relatives will cry to keep that For the life that has passed away, the medical staff stood quietly, waiting for the moment to come, while persuading the family members to cover the body with a white cloth, then tidy up the ward and move the bed for the next step.

Boravi didn't tell the children what they were going to do next, but apart from Bishop Selis's hesitation on a few occasions, no adult here felt that it was wrong for children to witness death.

After leaving the hospital they went to the feedlot.

Even with their experience with water towers, the adults in the visiting team immediately associated the sprawling facility with the fort until they were instructed to carefully wash their hands and feet, change their clothes, and wear specialized After walking out of the disinfection room, the ears were filled with noise, and row after row of feeding rooms appeared in front of them. In the nearest ones, everyone could clearly see tens of thousands of fluffy poultry behind the fence.

The children yelled in surprise because of their nature. They walked over in small steps, raised and lowered their hands several times, stretched their necks with their fingers entangled in front of their bodies, and watched the crowded chicks. The adults were working in the farm. Look at the past partition by partition under the boot.There are not too many large livestock in the farm here, most of them are poultry, although the individual can not provide a lot of meat, but they grow fast, and the food made from their skeletons helps to strengthen people Bones, and a little bit more, they can also provide good manure - thanks to the feed they eat.

The working group of the farm is very proud of their work, and they do have the right to be proud. It can be seen from the adult poultry, each with bright feathers and thick breasts. Although they live in a very crowded place, they want to Thinking about the [-] people who are waiting to be fed every day, I can only ask them to be patient before they are slaughtered.

They went to see how the feed dedicated to these poultry was made. Some of the raw materials were locusts. The pioneers asked the new residents to spend a lot of time catching these bugs. The abominable things are not useless, they will be rinsed in the pool and then sent to a huge iron drum, driven by a machine and baked by flames until they are so thoroughly baked that they can almost smell burnt. Pour it out, pour it into the pulverizer next to it and break it into fine powder, and then these fine powder will be sieved into relatively uniform loose particles in a shaking machine together with bran, sticky plant roots, etc. This is almost the final finished product.

These feeds are also made into different sizes according to different ingredients according to the poultry's growth stage. When feeding, they are also mixed with finely chopped green vegetables and the like, and sometimes some drugs are also added.

The Kasper people were very surprised at how the poultry were treated, and the baron said, "Hey, it's even more meticulous than serving people!"

After knowing the slaughter cycle of these poultry, they all shut up.But what was surprising was yet to come. They also went to see another important species in the breeding farm. In those cool and dark breeding rooms, they saw rows of wooden frames and wooden boxes that were closely spaced one after another. , the box is filled with countless surging...

Kids are asking, "Is this the fried rice we eat every day?"

Boravi smiled and said, "Yes."

Knowing that this is the food they admired yesterday, the people of Kasper also leaned over to observe curiously. Only Waterland and the baron stood far away, looking up at the roof—otherwise their eyes would not know where to put their eyes. where is it.Bishop Serris asked: "Does everyone know that they are eating this food?"

"Yes." Boravi said.

Bishop Selis nodded.

The visit to the feed yard is over, and their trip is almost over.The two parties parted ways and went back to their residences, feeling relieved to say goodbye to this temporary traveling companion.

But three days later they will meet again.

Bishop Selis had a formal conversation with Fan Tianlan and the heads of the three city departments in his office. After the two parties signed a memorandum of understanding, they moved to a large conference room, where they sat down again. From the open front and rear doors of the meeting room, two groups of people came in.

Casper and Baron, Waterland.