Chapter 339 Reserve Lord Coulson
When Yang Qiu heard Qina's sincere determination, he couldn't help but sigh.
Before traveling through time, Yang Qiu, who grew up in the old town of a small city in the 18th tier, was also considered to be one of the poor households... because he and his older sister Yang Qiu had both received subsistence allowances.
After having a conflict with his family, his father left quietly. The people from the street office knew that their family was in financial difficulty, so after visiting them several times, they applied for a minimum living allowance for them. The money was received until his elder sister Yang Ying graduated from high school and got a job, and the family's annual income exceeded the minimum living allowance requirements.
In China, although some vested interests have begun to get cocky and spread the message that poverty is caused by low IQ and lack of hard work, most Chinese people do not agree with this bandit logic. Most people have a fairly neutral attitude toward poor households. They are happy for strangers who have escaped poverty through hard work, and they will sympathize with strangers who have become poor due to illness and even take the initiative to donate money.
Of course, this does not mean that the Chinese are naturally more progressive than other nations on the earth. In fact, there are indeed many Chinese people who have a deep-rooted belief that poverty and laziness are closely related. Especially those who think they have become middle class and have distanced themselves from the bottom. The arrogance in their bones is not much different from that of the aristocrats and middle class in this world.
In Yang Qiu's opinion, this kind of self-righteousness is ridiculous.
China's national safety net policy will indeed produce a small number of lazy people who lie on the poverty alleviation and special hardship household registration form and eat subsidies. This is because a socialist country cannot watch these citizens starve to death.
In many African countries, there are indeed large numbers of people who run under trees to bask in the sun after eating, and refuse to go to work. This is because the climate in Africa is good and lazy people are not likely to starve to death.
But in most countries and regions on Earth, as well as in most countries and regions in this alien world, poor and lazy people cannot survive.
Even in America, which is recognized as wealthy, the poor need to work two or three part-time jobs and work more than ten hours a day to barely maintain a normal life. Don’t ask why these poor people don’t do formal jobs. The poor in America who have no fixed residence have no chance to get more stable and more secure jobs. No matter how high the wages are, their labor cannot be sold at a suitable price.
The seemingly respectable American middle class may lose their job this week due to illness or some accident, and will appear under the overpass the next week due to inability to pay various bills and mortgages. The labor force of the American middle class seems to be sold at a good price, but in fact most of the income just passes through their hands. What they think is their private property actually has other owners.
It is no exaggeration to say that for more than 40% of the American people, the maximum period of zero income risk they can endure is only two weeks...which is only slightly better than India.
It is also a country on Earth with a very developed food industry.
In alien countries like the Rhine Kingdom and twisted cities like Dutata City where nearly half of the "residents" live below the poverty line, the slum dwellers here will go hungry the next day if they are unwell and do not work.
If you want to find lazy people among these poor people, you can only look in the cemetery.
"What you saw is true. The poor here are indeed very hardworking." Yang Qiu said calmly, "However, there are indeed many lazy people among the poor. Your butler and maid are not lying to you."
Qina looked at Yang Qiu in confusion.
"The reason why the people here are so hardworking is because Dutata City has given up managing this part of the people and left them to fend for themselves. So the people here work very hard to ensure that they can continue to survive."
Yang Qiu lowered his head slightly and met Qina's gaze: "If Dutata City begins to need these people... For example, new mining areas appear in the central and eastern parts of Adler Territory, or if someone is willing to develop the wasteland abandoned two hundred years ago and forcibly recruit the people here to become miners and serfs... You will find that there are suddenly many lazy people among them."
Qina's eyes suddenly widened.
Bad governance is worse than no governance.
Why did the Taoist Huang-Lao School promote their idea of governing by inaction? Because these Taoist thinkers watched the Spring and Autumn Period and the pre-Qin Dynasty with a cold eye and believed that the rulers' "being quiet and inaction, and resting with the people" was the real good policy for governing the country.
This philosophy of governing by doing nothing did indeed reduce the burden on the Chinese people who had experienced years of war and created the prosperity of the early Western Han Dynasty.
The aristocratic education Qina received was just the experience accumulated by the Darcy family, a local noble family, in governing a small town. The Huang-Lao philosophy was already beyond the realm of the local nobles, so she naturally couldn't understand: "Why?"
"Because if there is a mine owner or farmer above them, their labor will depreciate." Yang Qiu remained calm and said, "In the slums, their labor can be exchanged for materials to survive. After becoming miners or serfs, their labor will be exchanged for the wealth of the mine owners and farmers."
Qina: "...(°A°`)"
Coulson and Mrs. O'Neill behind China: "... (゜ロ゜(゜ロ゜)"
Qina was shocked, but she still felt something was wrong. She said in confusion, "But, but...but won't the mine owners and farmers pay them?"
Yang Qiu smiled and said, "Have you ever seen serfs or miners sign a formal employment contract with their employers like the hired workers in the city?"
"Without even a contract, who will protect their interests? Who will supervise the mine owners and farmers to pay them the wages they deserve? Who will speak for the miners and serfs who have not received fair compensation and defend their rights?"
Qina subconsciously wanted to say that the lord should take care of it.
Before she could finish her words, Qina pursed her lips.
No, there is no such thing.
She grew up in the Darcy family, and she had never heard of anyone asking whether the miners in the Darcy mine or the serfs on the farm were paid.
The Darcy family itself is the lord of Kane Town, and she has never heard that her grandfather would care whether the serfs on the Kane Town farms were paid!
"No... no one, no one cares about them." Qina lowered her head in shame. She didn't know why she felt so flustered and embarrassed. She just instinctively knew that she couldn't raise her head in front of Mr. Yang at this moment.
China is a noble lady.
The exquisite clothes she wears and the delicious meals she eats every day are all paid for by the people.
The Chinese believe that the capable should be given a high position. If those who occupy upper-level resources cannot make contributions that match the benefits, the Chinese will be unhappy from the bottom of their hearts.
Yang Qiu was very unhappy with most of the nobles and royal family in this alien world.
Qina vaguely realized her dereliction of duty as a noble and a monopolist of upper-class resources, and she still felt ashamed, even if there was hope of salvation.
"Yes, no one cares about them." Yang Qiu nodded gently, "No one strives for corresponding rewards for their labor. Their labor has depreciated to the point where it is worthless to them. So no matter how hard they worked before, they will resort to laziness, the most passive resistance, because this is the only resistance they can make."
"In other words, if we want them to work hard again, we must ensure that they get something for their efforts, let them know that their labor is valuable, and that they can benefit from their labor. This is what we need to do."
Qina raised her head and looked at Yang Qiu, nodding vigorously.
She knew what she should do.
"Ms. Zhao, can I apply to the City Hall for an Undead Archon?" Qina looked at Zhao Zhenzhen and said sincerely, "Kane Town needs an Undead Archon, and it also needs to re-establish the Public Security Department, and add a Logistics Department and a Civil Affairs Department. If possible, I hope the City Hall can also assign a few clerks to Kane Town..."
Zhao Zhenzhen, who had been listening for a while, smiled and nodded, and said softly: "No problem, you can write an application and submit it to the City Hall. The format does not need to be too particular, as long as you can explain the matter clearly."
Coulson and Mrs. O'Neill, with a look of shock on their faces, looked at the muscular man with a mature|feminine voice next to the butler in shock.
Qina, however, seemed to have no sympathy for the shocked mother and son. She nodded slightly to her aunt and cousin apologetically and said, "I'm sorry that I didn't introduce them to you formally before. This is Ms. Zhao, the governor of Innadli City. This one is Mr. Yang, the follower of Mr. Charlie Rex, Lord Tarantan."
"The identities of these two people are very important and cannot be leaked easily. Aunt, cousin, please don't mention them to anyone."
Coulson looked at China in horror.
Lord Tarantan... Nightmare Butcher? !
The legendary black magician that was discussed in the newspapers a while ago?!
Coulson suddenly felt dizzy.
He suddenly understood why his cousin Qina used such a tough and terrifying attitude to openly challenge his good uncle!
Although Coulson was secretly very happy to see his good uncle lose face, he was also very worried about it - now it seems that he was worried about the wrong thing!
There is no need to worry about whether Qina will lose her title because of this. He should be worried about the city of Dutata!
Yang Qiu also turned his gaze towards Coulson, whose face had turned pale, and Mrs. O'Neill, who had become completely stiff .
"Mr. Coulson O'Neill, do you have any idea about Lord Adler's position?" Yang Qiu said with a smile, "Your legal property was conspired and seized by Viscount O'Neill and Lord Adler. You are qualified to declare war on Lord Adler."
Coulson sat down on the ground with a sullen look on his face.
Mrs. O'Neill, who was standing upright, swayed slightly and then fell down softly...
Coulson instinctively struggled to get up and supported his mother, who had depended on him for many years.
After losing his family's source of income, the young man, who had fallen to the point of repairing bicycle tires and horse-drawn carriage tires on the street, held his mother's arm, his dull eyes stiffly scanning Yang Qiu, who was staring at him with a smile, and Qina, who was looking at him with encouragement. He only felt a "cracking" sound in his ears, and the worldview he had formed over the years was cracked piece by piece...
"What...what do I need to do?"
When Coulson heard himself utter these words, his heart felt like it was being squeezed hard, and he almost shouted out words of regret.
Perhaps instinct overrides reason, Coulson did not utter a second word.
It was obvious that this incident was an opportunity that would change someone's life and destiny and would never come again in his lifetime. Even though he was actually very scared and trembling, he really didn't want to miss it.
Yang Qiu was not surprised that this young man with reluctance in his eyes was willing to cooperate. People who have not experienced the feeling of sliding down the social ladder will not understand.
The middle class on Earth who have received modern education are anxious about sliding down the social ladder. They are willing to buy into any brainwashing marketing anxiety packages and are willing to be exploited in any way. What's more, this is a foreign world with strict class rules, where once you slide down, you will be doomed.
"As you have heard, from what I discussed with Qina, we are extremely dissatisfied with the current situation in Adler Territory, and we will never accept Adler remaining as it is." Yang Qiu said calmly, "You will be required to follow Charlie Rex's lead, accept the opinions and suggestions of the Undead Archon, and implement the same policies and decrees as Innadri in Adler Territory."
Without waiting for Coulson to speak, Yang Qiu continued, "I must make it clear to you in advance that you will only be a puppet lord in the Tarantan system. You cannot do whatever you want like the lord you think you are. You can only get the same treatment as ordinary administrative civil servants, and... the opportunity to tap your own potential, and limited and restricted space to display your talents."
"At the same time, there is a great possibility that you will be in the same situation as Charles Rex, and face doubts and scrutiny from most of the nobles of the Rhine Kingdom, and even the royal family, or even worse, hostility."
"Even so, are you willing?"
Coulson's breathing suddenly became heavy.
Be like Charlie Rex...get the same treatment as Charlie Rex!
"It's my pleasure, Mr. Yang." Coulson tried his best to control his excitement and spoke as clearly as possible.
