Blackstone Code

A convoy was driving slowly on the bumpy road of Amelia. The people's blank and numb faces had lost all yearning for life. They were like walking zombies, holding a broken bowl or a cup or something similar in their hands. utensils, standing in line on the roadside.

From a distance, these people have no vitality and no breath of life. They are like living dead people, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

The chaos has lasted for so long. In fact, it is not only the Gaevra people in the empire who are affected, but the locals are also deeply affected.

Every time the anti-government armed forces launch an attack on the Gevra people, they will immediately follow the bloody revenge of the Gevra people. They will search the whole city for anyone who is considered to be an anti-government militant or has any relationship with these people. Those who had connections would be dragged out and shot or sent to labor reform camps.

While people hated the Gaevra people, they were actually tortured by their own people. In this torture, many people collapsed or became numb.

There was a woman on the side of the road who looked to be in her thirties or forties. She was holding hands with two children who were only wearing shorts and had waist-length hair. It was hard to tell whether they were boys or girls. Her face was all numb.

All three of them were very dirty. The clothes on the woman couldn't even be called clothes. They were more like a sheet with a hole in it, and then the head was exposed through the hole.

Not long after, a short, dirty old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties came over with an iron cup filled with food, like wheat porridge. He talked to the woman for a while, After giving instructions to the two children, the woman and the man walked to an empty house on the roadside.

A few minutes later, she and the man walked out of it. The man poured some of the food in his cup into the woman's broken bowl. He licked the broken wheat kernels on the edge of the cup with satisfaction, and moved toward the woman step by step. Walk far away.

The two children looked at the broken bowl with longing eyes. The woman took a sip of it herself, and then gave whatever she gave birth to the two children.

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

This is not just an example. In fact, there are many people like this throughout Amelia. The men in many families have been shot. It is simply impossible for women to find a job and raise children at the same time.

As the conflict between the locals and the Gefra people escalated, when the Gefra people distributed relief food, they only distributed it to those citizens who cooperated, such as those whose families had joined the anti-government armed forces, or who had been shot for other reasons. , you will permanently lose the right to receive relief food.

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

At first they might be able to exchange a little something for some food, but in the end they had nothing to give and could only sell their dignity.

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

After watching the man pour some food into her bowl, she took a short break, took the two full children again, and prepared to go home.

There are elderly people in need of food at home.

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

Lynch's motorcade passed by here at this time, and people's numb eyes slowly turned. The woman and her two children also looked calm, as if they were not actually in pain!

They looked at the car, looked at the well-dressed gentlemen in the car, and watched them enjoying 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 next to him, and Mark swallowed.

He has lived in the Federation for too long, and the so-called spirits of freedom and equality have long been deeply engraved in his bones.

Even in Nagaril, he had never been as shocked as he was now. The expressions, eyes, and movements of those people were full of despair.

He shuddered, it was a shudder, a shudder coming from the depths of his soul, "Yes, I saw it, Mr. Lynch."

His attitude became prim, and these images made him uneasy.

Lin Qi also looked away from the outside, "I'm asking you to come here this time because we are jointly investing in a food factory."

"Everything is lacking here now, and it's already summer. There is only one batch of wheat left this year. There is still some time between sowing and harvesting. There are tens of millions of people in need of food. We don't need to swallow up the entire market. We just need You can make a lot of money in just one or two cities.”

"You have worked in a food factory. You have experience. I feel more at ease if you come here." He tilted his head and looked at Mark, showing his white teeth. "And we are friends!"

Mark was a little flattered, but also a little timid. He smiled dryly and catered to Lynch, and then said cautiously, "Mr. Lynch, I used to... you know, when my uncle was in power, the finance would subsidize food factories, but if Without local financial subsidies, the food factory would not be able to make much money."

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

After he finished speaking, he fell into silence. The cost of food is very transparent in a way. One hundred grams of finely ground wheat flour is one hundred grams, and fifty grams of barley malt is fifty grams. These things are worth whatever they are. Be transparent.

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

Lynch was not surprised when he heard what he said. Before many people start a business, they will list all the problems they can imagine and then tell themselves that this will not work.

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

In fact, it's not how smart they are. People who give up when faced with opportunities are not smart people at all. They are just afraid and fearful because they have never reached out, so they will naturally be full of instinctive fear of everything unfamiliar.

Mark had never done business outside of policy, so he mistakenly believed that his experience was the correct experience and tried to persuade Lynch.

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

"We are businessmen, do you know how people evaluate businessmen?" Before Mark could say anything, Lynch continued, "People will apply words such as treacherous, despicable, stingy, and greedy to businessmen, even if they are actually This businessman is not like this, but they trust their own judgment and think that this is what a businessman should be."

“So we can let our hands go a little bit!”

Lynch paused here and then asked, "Do you know why people are hungry?"

Mark's thoughts were a little jumpy and he couldn't keep up with his speed. After waiting for a few seconds, he tentatively asked, "Is it because you haven't eaten for a while?"

Lynch smiled and shook his head, "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 hungry so easily. As for nutrition, it is another matter."

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

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

"Crude fiber foods, those 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."

"Back then, you open the factory first. Our main product is a biscuit. Here is a recipe..." Lynch took out an ingredient list from his pocket and handed it over, "Just follow this ingredient list and produce it. "

Mark looked at it for a while, and his mouth opened wider and wider as he watched. 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 formula?"

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 red mangrove..."

"Ah! That's what you're talking about." Lynch took the formula from his hand, folded it slightly, and the ingredient list was split into two, "You should see 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 various powders of highly nutritious foods.

But if you turn over this list of recipes, you will only find some parts of various plants that can be found in the wild.

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

"It's not easy to get hungry. It has enough nutrition. You don't think... I'm a treacherous, despicable and shameless capitalist, do you?" Lynch smiled and returned the formula to Mark's hand.

Mark looked at the formula and didn't dare to raise his head. He wanted to say "you are", but his instinct told him that it was better not to tell the truth.

Lynch patted him on the shoulder, "This is why Langdon asked you to hang around more. Mark, you are too young, and the environment you lived in was too generous. You don't understand what the world needs at all. What do the people at the bottom need?”

"As long as it has barely enough nutrients for the minimum body needs and is not prone to hunger, even if I add a handful of mud to it, they are still willing to eat it."

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