Volume 7: Doing Business with the World Chapter 216 Living Environment
The canteen in the Hilly New District has adopted the mature management method of the Fire Tribe canteen. Gray dwarves/goblins under the age of fourteen eat for free, while adults pay.
Taking breakfast as an example, the free nutritious breakfast for children that the gray dwarf cubs that Old Baker takes care of receive includes: a steamed bun with meat filling (meat bun), a bowl of stir-fried sweet potato leaves (richest in vitamins), a bowl of soy milk or goat milk, and half a plate of seasonal fruit or pickled radish.
Such a breakfast for young children can basically make the children full. If they are not full, they can go to the window to get another steamed bun - usually, the cubs of the gray dwarves, goblins, and cats do not need to get one, only the cubs of the snow wolf tribe need more.
The standard meal portions for adult gray dwarves are larger than those of goblins, and their food expenses are slightly higher than those of goblins, but this is not a problem... According to the salary standards set by the Ministry of Fire, gray dwarves can receive three standard salaries (based on the salary received by humans, five silver coins per salary), which is one more than goblins, enough for them to eat.
Old Baker is a fourth-level technician. In addition to the standard salary, he also receives extra bonuses, overtime allowances, etc. Although he has not worked for a full year, his monthly income is not much different from that of an adult Snow Wolf. He does not treat himself badly when it comes to food - in front of him is a plate of three small fried buns, a portion of mutton noodles, and an extra portion of pork ribs and a portion of large intestine.
The young people sitting at the table next to him have a simple breakfast, either a big bowl of greasy noodles, or fragrant meat buns/fried buns, or freshly cut rabbit meat noodles from the cafeteria, with a plate of vegetables, a bowl of soy milk, goat milk, or egg drop soup, and they eat with great pleasure.
Old Baker picked out the ribs he had bought from the mutton meal and shared them with little Harry and the other children, while he slurped the meal happily.
A snow wolf passed by with a plate full of food. He stopped when he reached Old Baker's seat and looked over with a frown: "Old Baker, why didn't you order vegetables again?"
"Uh..." Old Baker paused.
"You can't eat like this. You have to eat at least as much vegetables as staple food at every meal, otherwise it's unhealthy." The snow werewolf temporarily put his plate on the table next to him, picked up Old Baker and walked towards the food window.
This action could be said to be quite rough... but the surrounding gray dwarves were not surprised at all and just focused on eating.
A few months ago, the gray dwarves would be frightened by being taken away directly, but now... they are used to it. The snow wolf people are just rude and look fierce, but they really care about them.
After "forcing" Old Baker to order a large plate of vegetables, the Snow Wolf walked away with his own plate.
The children at the same table waited until the Snow Wolf Man walked away, and then laughed at Old Baker. Little Harry said, "Grandpa Baker, you've already said no, you'll be scolded if you don't eat vegetables, but you still have to eat them."
"You little bastard, I've loved you for nothing, give me back my ribs!" Old Baker glared at him.
"I ate it! I'll return it to you when I can make money!" The children giggled.
Well... although the regulations state that anyone under the age of fourteen can eat public food, in fact, no matter which tribe the cubs are from, they must start doing work within their capabilities after the age of ten... and of course, they are paid.
Old Baker didn't really mean to argue with the little kids. He finished his portion of vegetables and noodles, then took the children to the tableware washing area to wash the plates and bowls, sorted them, and put them neatly in the basket.
When the canteen is closed, the chefs will carry the baskets of tableware to the boiler room for high-temperature steam sterilization. Although everyone does not understand why the clean tableware is still "toxic", since the canteen work manual stipulates so, everyone will follow it.
Old Baker went to work in the workshop, and the seven gray dwarf cubs were divided into two groups. Those under ten years old were taken care of by little Harry to play, and those over ten years old were taken care of by another older child to meet up with other older children, or to clean the new area, or to help sort ore in the goblin mines (receiving half the salary).
Little Harry said goodbye to the older children, holding a child younger than him in each hand. When they walked away, he sighed enviously, "I still have to wait two years before I can go to work. Time goes by so slowly!"
"Harry, where are we going today?" the youngest child asked crisply.
"Let me think - let's read a story book first, and then go to help wash vegetables in the cafeteria." Little Harry showed a cute little kid's smirk, "Although they don't want us to help, as long as we go to do the work, they can only give us snacks."
"Okay, okay!" The two four or five-year-old gray dwarf cubs were extremely happy, "Then Harry will read the story to us first (〃▽〃)～～"
The gray dwarves, goblins and snakes all have to take the Snow Wolf Tribe's literacy and arithmetic classes, but it's obviously more difficult for very young children... Only older children can understand bound storybooks.
The three little brats ran to the literacy classroom, and children from other villages also came in groups of two or three. Those who could read read stories with little Harry, while those who couldn't read either played around or listened attentively.
Seeing that it was almost time for the cafeteria to prepare lunch, little Harry dragged more than forty little kids to the cafeteria.
"Why are you here again?" The canteen chef looked at the bunch of little things that were not as tall as his thighs with a headache. He was helpless with these little kids, so he simply pointed his hand towards the place where vegetables were washed and said, "Go, help wash and select the vegetables, don't throw them away (waste)."
"Oh——" the little kids ran towards the vegetable washing area with a giggle.
The cafeteria chef shook his head and turned back to kneading the dough.
Xiao Yun made it mandatory that the amount of vegetables must be equal to or more than the staple food (noodles, pasta, meat), so washing vegetables, which was not tiring but troublesome, became a hassle. Although the little brats came to help, they would take away the chefs' snacks, but it also saved the canteen some trouble.
After the older children finished sorting the ore from the goblin mine and came back covered in dust, they saw little Harry and his friends gathered in the square in front of the cafeteria, slurping up two large pots of burnt flatbreads (guokui), boiled dumplings, and an extra pot of bean sprout and egg drop soup and a bowl of spicy tofu pudding sent by the chef.
The Fire Tribe is serious about making money. The Snow Wolf Tribe is also serious about cooking. The Snow Wolf chefs, who have extremely high standards for cooking quality, will never sell failed products. After all, they can definitely digest them themselves... ahem.
"You guys are eating food from the cafeteria again!" The older kids' eyes lit up and they came over with wicked smiles.
"No, don't come over here. I won't give you any!" The children immediately surrounded the fruits of their labor.
"You are so stingy! I won't eat your food for free. I will exchange it with the wild fruits I picked."
"Okay~"
Old Baker worked all morning and came out of the workshop during lunch break, covered in sweat.
They lined up to wash their faces and hands at the sink, and then went to the cafeteria to eat. Old Baker brought a plate of dumplings, three scones, a plate of small green vegetables, and ten thousand tofu puddings back to his seat, and found that little Harry was secretly hiding the scones for the children's lunch into his clothes.
"Huh?!" Old Baker glared at him immediately.
"Shh——" Several children gestured nervously, afraid of being discovered by the Snow Wolf Tribe.
Old Baker sat down, picked up the dumplings with chopsticks and dipped them into the spicy soup of tofu brain , and said vaguely: "What do you want to do?"
"Hey, hey..." Little Harry looked around and saw that there were no werewolves around, so he lowered his voice, "I want to go out and play in the afternoon... I'm afraid I'll get hungry in the middle of the play."
"Don't run too far." Old Baker didn't object, but just reminded, "Also, don't go near the cat farm in the northeast. Go somewhere else to play. Got it?"
"Got it." Little Harry said obediently.
"You have to eat enough at noon." Old Baker handed one of his scones to little Harry.
"Oh, thanks Grandpa Baker."
After lunch break, Old Baker went back to work, and Little Harry led a bunch of little kids to run northeast without hesitation...
At the farm of the Yongzhen tribe, the cats who were busy harvesting sweet potatoes saw the gray dwarf cubs coming to play again, so they threw a few baskets to them and asked them to help pick up the sweet potatoes turned out by the sweet potato harvester.
The sweet potatoes on this plot of land have been harvested almost completely. Soon the big cats moved to another place to work. Before leaving, they distributed two full baskets of sweet potatoes to little Harry and the others, and helped them start a fire...
A big cat pointed in a certain direction and said, "We have harvested all the sweet potatoes in our tribe. You must come back tomorrow and go to the fruit tribe over there."
"Yeah!" Little Harry nodded while chewing on the sweet raw sweet potato.
"Don't eat too many raw sweet potatoes. They taste better when roasted." The big cats waved goodbye.
"Okay!" the little devils responded.
A group of little kids ate half of the sweet potatoes, both raw and cooked. When it was almost time for the cafeteria to prepare dinner, they picked up the remaining sweet potatoes in their clothes and ran back.
I sent some to the canteen chef and exchanged some berries with the older kids. After dinner, the little brats ran out of the dormitories and met up stealthily. When the older kids and adults were in night classes, they ran outside to roast sweet potatoes and play…
Xia, the person in charge of the No. 2 Cat Farm, dealt with the transportation of sweet potatoes and then went to Hongye and Baru to discuss the arrangements for the summer farming work, mainly to borrow a few gray dwarves to maintain the operation of agricultural machinery.
Seeing the chubby gray dwarf cubs running around in the new area with laughter, Xia smiled and said to Baru: "Your gray dwarf cubs are really fat, unlike the cat cubs, few of which are round."
Baru smiled innocently.
After borrowing a good person from the Hilly New District, Xia rushed to the Fire Department without stopping...
The leopard, who had a package hanging on his belly, was four and a half meters long, had a strong physique and smooth muscle lines. He ran for an hour and arrived at the Fire Tribe. The leopard, the strongest cat tribe below the tiger tribe, was not as fast as the cheetah, but had extremely strong endurance. He could finish the journey that others took three hours to complete in one hour.
Panting, Xia entered the tribe. In leopard form, he sniffed the scent of Snow Flower, the chief financial steward of the Fire Department. Before he found her, he suddenly heard an excited "wooo" sound...
Turning my head, I saw a tiny green dragon flying out of the alley, flapping its wings hard and flying to the other end of the square.
The sound of chaotic claws scratching the ground was heard, and countless chubby, snow-white little wolves with tongues hanging out came out of the alley and chased after Auston's butt enthusiastically.
"Come on! Whoever catches Auston gets all-you-can-eat cream cake!!"
"Damn Snowflake! Damn Snowflake!!" Austin, who was chased away in panic, turned back and cursed.
"Stop talking nonsense. Those who skip work have no dragon power!" Xuehua, who was the last one to walk out of the alley, shouted with her hands on her hips.
summer:"……"
"Xia? Are you here to see the phosphate fertilizer?" When Xuehua saw Xia, she came over with a smile and without any hesitation... reached out to stroke the cat's head.
Xia let her stroke it twice before turning his head away: "Well, I'll need it in a few days." This can be considered a way of expressing closeness.
"Come here."
Xuehua led Xia out of the tribe.
The phosphate fertilizer production line was placed in the former industrial area of the Fire Department instead of the new hilly area. The reason was technical difficulty and maintenance issues… The phosphoric acid reaction device was too complicated, and the existing technical level was not yet able to simplify the processing line to a fool-proof level. Mr. Sean was needed to act as a non-staff safety consultant.
The steam generated by the sulfuric acid device provides kinetic energy and is transmitted to the phosphoric acid reaction device to promote the reaction of industrial concentrated sulfuric acid and phosphate rock powder. Urea phosphate fertilizer is then obtained through sulfuric acid evaporation and ammonia neutralization; nitric acid is decomposed to obtain nitrophosphate fertilizer; and hydrochloric acid is extracted to obtain dicalcium phosphate.
Xuehua picked up the granular phosphate fertilizer discharged from the granulator and showed it to Xia, who had recovered his human form. "This is it. Mr. Sean said that the current technology is not good enough and we can only produce these three types. When using it, you should pay attention to applying it according to the situation. Evelyn compiled a booklet. You can take a copy back and let the people on the farm study it. Adding too much fertilizer will also cause problems. Try to avoid it if you can."
Xia looked at the huge processing equipment rumbling in the workshop with curiosity: "This thing is too big, much bigger than the head of a tractor. If it breaks down, will it be difficult to repair?"
"Yes, the biggest reactor in the middle broke down last time, and Mr. Sean and his team spent a lot of time to figure out what the problem was." Xuehua was used to seeing this, so she said indifferently, "Mr. Sean is trying to come up with more suitable materials and build a reactor that is less likely to break down."
Xia nodded and silently moved a little further away from the workshop window...Cats don't like noise.
I checked with Xuehua the number of farm fields on Farm No. 2 and figured out how much phosphate fertilizer was needed. Then I credited the fertilizer money to the farm's account - all the money had to be paid back to the land, there was no such thing as free use.
"It's too inconvenient to get earthworm soil from us. When will the farm set up an earthworm farm?"
After finishing their business, Xuehua took Xia to see the new rubber products for the convenience of the people released by the Fire Department, and asked curiously on the way.
"It's not possible this year." Xia shook his head. "The thirteen tribes are relatively independent and have serious internal cliques. We can't rush to unite them, or there will be problems... The last farm we built had a sweet potato leaf greenhouse, and several families almost quarreled over who worked harder and who was lazy. We need to let them get along more and cultivate a sense of teamwork."
"You cats are such trouble!"
“…”
In response to the tribe's demand for rubber products, the number of greenhouses for the cultivation of battle trees has been expanded to 60. Anyway, now that the cat tribe and the snake tribe help grow sweet potatoes, the tribe does not need to work hard to produce every winter.
Xia followed Snowflake through the Battle Tree Greenhouse area and saw a strange creature wandering in the aisle...
"Abai, are you taking a walk?" Xuehua raised her hand to greet him.
This white creature, with a head, torso, limbs and facial features similar to those of a snow elf, but no details on its body, such as no skin folds, pores or joints, turned its head and nodded its head towards the snowflakes.
"Don't run too far." Xuehua casually called out and continued to go deeper.
"Is this Abai?" Xia looked back. He had basically stayed in Farm No. 2 for the past six months, and didn't know much about the spirited battle tree that Ayun mentioned.
"Yeah. When it first came, it always wanted to run away, so it had to be tied up. Now that it knows that none of us will harm it, it has settled down quietly." Snow Flower nodded. "It is very good at taking care of battle trees, so Ayun let it be in charge of the battle tree plantation. But it can't talk, doesn't need clothes, and doesn't need to eat. It can survive by absorbing water, basking in the sun, and using some good soil as a bed. I don't know what it can do with the money it earns."
The two came to the rubber products warehouse, and Xuehua took out a pair of soles from a sack near the warehouse door and handed them to Xia.
"Is this the rubber sole?" Xia stretched the elastic hard rubber with both hands and was surprised. "It looks good. Is it strong?"
"Emmmm... it's OK." Xuehua said reluctantly, "We can't spare anyone to make shoes right now, so we have to sew the uppers ourselves with steel needles, which is more troublesome. But it's OK to wear and comfortable to walk in. If the sole breaks, we can send it back to the furnace to be remade, so it won't be wasted."
The tribe has solved the problems of food, clothing and housing so far, but their transportation is still quite primitive... Everyone either wears rattan straw shoes or leather shoes (with wooden soles), and the damage rate is very high.
"Let's take a batch back first to see if they like them." Xia thought for a moment and said, "I'll take 500 pairs. If they all like them and want more, I'll come back again."
Xuehua took out the account book that was tucked under the cabinet and quickly recorded the accounts. Then she carried out two sacks of shoe soles and handed them to Xia... She had the right to make her own decisions on accounts with a total value of no more than 100 gold coins, and only those exceeding that would be brought to the work meeting for discussion.
After having a meal in the tribe, Xia returned with rubber soles, phosphate fertilizer samples and study manuals. Xuehua sent him away and checked the account book again, listing the items to be reported at the work meeting and copying them down. After finishing the work, she remembered to check on Auston.
After sniffing the wolf cubs' scent for a while, Snowflake found the old dragon who had skipped work in the open space behind the mushroom house...
This guy's ability to control the wind was restricted, so he couldn't fly high or fast, and he was caught by the wolf cubs some time ago. When Snowflake found him, he was being pinned to the ground by a wolf cub's paw, lying there with a dull look on his face, pretending to be dead.
As for the wolf cubs, these silly little ones who were only a few months old had completely forgotten Snowflake's promise. They didn't even think of reporting their achievement after catching Auston, and were just having fun fighting each other...
"Help, my dear snowflake~" Seeing the snowflake coming towards him, the aggrieved old dragon stretched out his short hands.
"You deserve it. I told you not to do your job." Snowflake was both angry and amused. She squeezed into the pile of wolf cubs and picked Austin out.
"I really didn't skip work today. I just came out to rest and get some fresh air!"
"Oh, and you even went to the cafeteria to get some fresh air?"
"I'm going to look for the horn land..."
"Come on, Niu Jiao is busy!"
Bolton Territory.
"Assholes! Do you know who I am? I am Master XX!"
"Let me go! I want to see the lord, I want to see Lord Philip!"
"ah--!!"
At a baron's farm, the ferocious soldiers of the Philip family rushed into the beautiful big house and dragged out the Baron's family. They tied up the hands and feet of all men, women, and children and threw them into a simple carriage.
Four knights from Philip's family personally led people to search the baron's mansion. They found the jewels hidden in the secret room of the study, the jewelry in the hostess's bedroom, the silver tableware locked in the cabinet in the kitchen, etc. They stuffed them into boxes one by one, locked and sealed them.
The other two family knights, together with the snake and cat tribes, surrounded the big house, staring at the servants who were driven out with a fierce look, and carefully checked the hands of these servants. Any servants with tender skin and flesh would be taken away on the spot and thrown into the carriage that was sent to the ore.
“Rupert!” A family knight in charge of the confiscation of property came out with a red face. His jubilant look was in stark contrast to the weeping and wailing baron family next to him. “You definitely can’t imagine how much gold and silver treasures this country noble has hidden in his home—there are more than a dozen gold rings engraved with different names!”
Among the family knights of the Philip family, Rupert's status is second only to Elro who accompanies .
His companions were extremely happy, but Rupert was not happy: "Okay, how many rings means how many families have been ruined by this family. What's there to be happy about?"
The companion looked embarrassed.
"Come some more people to the backyard, a body has been found!" A soldier ran out from the east side of the house and called out.
The two teams of soldiers ran over quickly.
"Let's go take a look too." Rupert called his companions, walked a few steps and stopped, then turned to look at the snake walker Harris, "Mr. Harris, I'll trouble you here."
"Okay." Harris nodded.
After these family knights trotted away, the Black Panther Xiaorui, who had been silent all the time, let out a long sigh.
"I used to think that Ayun's story was too exaggerated, but I didn't expect that reality is even more exaggerated than the story." Xiao Rui's face was gloomy, "How could there be such people - what do they think of their own people?!"
This baron family was the most hidden one, and was finally discovered after the foreign aid and Philip family army spent several months running around and investigating in their efforts to clean up the human trafficking industry in Bolton Territory.
The reason why they hid it so deeply was that this family did not resell the fat sheep they had obtained, or engage in the flesh trade - this family did not engage in human trafficking or the pornography industry at all, but took advantage of the trend of nobles emigrating from Bolton Territory to lure and attack those nobles who had emigrated! They embezzled their money, and no one left alive!
Over the past few decades, countless nobles who have migrated and disappeared around this baron's farm have disappeared! Countless entire families have disappeared!
These victimized petty nobles who were about to move to Valentine never returned, and their relatives and friends had looked for them... but who would have known that someone would be so bold as to target the aristocracy?
A golden cat raised his hand and patted Xiao Rui on the shoulder: "This is the last one. Let's go back after we finish cleaning up."
Xiao Rui's gloomy expression eased slightly and she nodded.
The snake warriors understood the cats' disgust. In fact, they had seen enough of these bad things and missed the simple and pure living environment of the snake tribe.
Feeling the gazes of the tribesmen, Harris looked over and nodded, "Let's go home too."
