[Comprehensive] I run a prison in Xiongying

Fujiwara took a closer look again, still unable to believe the answer he saw.

knitting!

It is clearly stated above that there is a prison in Huaguo. Every prisoner who comes in must knit a sweater every day. Newcomers get one piece every two days, and those who have been here for a long time get one piece every day.

If you can't finish it, you will have nothing to eat.

"Tutu, is this really feasible?" Fujiwara Shun asked with some uncertainty.

Tutu nodded frantically, "You must know that the most resource we have here is free labor, and this is for them to earn money. Otherwise, the atmosphere in the prison will return to its previous state, and they will also suffer."

"No, no, what I'm saying is, each of them has a personality, we only ask for one sweater a day, isn't it too little?"

Bunny: "..."

"Maybe they don't know how to knit at all?"

"That's true, but this is a good method. You only need wool and needles for knitting sweaters, and you don't need to buy any machines. It is indeed a good method." Fujiwara Shun nodded.

He has always been a man of action. After deciding on the method, he immediately started to buy a batch of wool in the system mall and distributed them to [-] prisoners.

The prisoners held the wool in their hands, fancy tricks.

There was one end that was pulling the wool, and a ball of wool rolled down like this.

"What the hell is this?" Yarn ball, is it for them to learn how to play with cats?

"Ahem, in order to win as many chances as possible for you to commute your sentence, I specially brought this batch of wool over here. Later, I will send you a tutorial on knitting sweaters. Come and knit sweaters, knitting One sweater can earn one point." Fujiwara said with a smile, "There is no limit to the number of sweaters you can knit every day, as long as you have the ability, I don't mind a thousand pieces a day."

Fujiwara Shun's voice fell, and the expressions of these prisoners were different.

Some heard that they could get points, and their faces immediately became radiant, and some, after listening to Fujiwara Shun's introduction, their faces were ashen.

They are big men, come here to knit sweaters!

They are the enemy!It's badass!It's a villain, okay?

Telling their names, they are all existences that can scare children to tears. Why are they locked up here to knit sweaters now?Where do they put their old face when they say this kind of thing?

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing to inform you." Fujiwara Shun pointed to the open space behind the prison, "After my consideration, this place is going to be grown into vegetables and other food crops, so when you knit sweaters, , You can also grow vegetables here, of course, I will distribute the seeds to you. But naturally, there are no points rewards for things like growing vegetables.”

After Fujiwara Shun finished speaking, when they were about to fry their hair, he quickly added: "However, you don't need to spend points when you eat the food you grow yourself. Similarly, there will be no limit to the amount you eat. Eat as much as you want without starving."

This time, after he finished speaking, no one made a fuss, and he even felt a little excited.

"Okay, I'll bring you a tutorial on knitting sweaters later, please do your best." Shun Fujiwara finished speaking, left the tutorial and left.

A group of rough men were left alone, holding needles that looked like oversized toothpicks compared to their hands, fiddling with the wool in front of them with difficulty.

A day later, Fujiwara Shun returned to the prison. In addition to distributing the supplies they needed daily, more importantly, he checked the progress of knitting sweaters.

When he was collecting sweaters, he found that only one-third of the people had successfully completed the "heavy task" of knitting sweaters. The rest of the people had red and swollen hands, and the sweaters in front of them were also a mess.

A row of ellipses flew over Fujiwara Shun's head.

"Director, this task is really too difficult, can there be something simpler? This matter is not suitable for us." One of them said with a sad face.

"Then what suits you?" Fujiwara instantly asked.

The prisoner thought for a moment, then tentatively said, "Smashing, looting and burning?"

Fujiwara stepped forward instantly, and patted the prisoner on the shoulder under the terrified eyes of the prisoner: "Come on, you can knit a sweater well. Think about it, as long as you learn how to knit a sweater and speed up, you can go out early, and you won't be able to do it again in the future." You don’t need to knit here anymore.”

Fujiwara Shun's words made the prisoners cry bitterly.

They want to come on!You need to reform well, practice knitting well, get out as soon as possible, and never go into this ghost prison again!

So, under Fujiwara Shun's gratified eyes, they went back obediently, looked at the messy ball of wool in front of them, gritted their teeth and continued to knit sweaters.

At this time, Fujiwara Shun took nine sweaters that were barely formed and left the wicked prison.

Just now, through the feedback from Tutu, he knew that the wicked prison can sell these sweaters directly, but the price is also pitifully low. After a little calculation by Fujiwara Shun, he found that selling to the system is definitely a loss, and he has to be deducted in the middle How much money do you lose?

So, after a little thought, he decisively decided to sell sweaters in the outside world.

Fujiwara shun hugged the sweater and walked out of the room.

At this time, All Might was making breakfast, and seeing Fujiwara Shun coming out, he showed a confident smile: "Hi, boy, good morning."

Fujiwara shunned the stool and sat down.

"All Might, can I go out? Set up a stall to sell something?" Fujiwara Shun thought of the restrictions imposed on him by professional heroes before, and asked cautiously.

"No problem, as long as you don't use your personality, you are not violating their requirements." All Might replied, "Why are you young, are you short of money?"

Fujiwara Shun smiled: "It's just too boring to be at home all day, and I want to find something to do."

"No problem, boy, just go to set up a stall, if you need help, just come to me."

"Well, thank you." Fujiwara Shun received an affirmative answer and sat down.

When All Might brought the breakfast, he apologized to him a little embarrassedly, maybe it wasn't very tasty.

Shun Fujiwara could not fail to feel that kind of care and care from the heart, so he became more determined to win No. 109 and cure All Might.

After breakfast, Fujiwara Shun took nine sweaters early in the morning, and set up a street stall with the people next to him in a lively place in front of the business district.

Fujiwara Shun is still just a teenager. From the appearance, he is relatively thin and seems to be easy to bully.

And it comes with a sweater to sell at the stall, which is really unique and attracts attention.

So when he carefully folded the sweater, put it in front of him, and sat there waiting for customers, a man who sold counterfeit sportswear next to him looked at him and walked over with a blank expression.