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Blackstone Code - Chapter 292

Published at 15th of March 2024 07:26:30 AM


Chapter 292

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Governor, the position in nagary is probably equivalent to that of the governor of Baylor Federation, but it is somewhat different.

Here, the governor is the existence of military and political control, but he is not without opponents. His opponent is the high priest.

People follow the arrangement of power, but believe in gods, which also maintains a strange balance between regime and divine power.

Generally speaking, the governor is in power, but he can't cover up the sky with one hand.

"Didn't your boss come with you?", ASLE's father warmly took his hand and asked about Lynch.

ASR mentioned in his letter years ago that his boss might invest here. He knew his father very well. The old man was a man who could not hide his mind, or a man who liked to show off.

He likes to show off his success to others. For example, he has a son who has the right to settle in a foreign country. For example, his son sends him some living expenses every month. For example, his son is a big man in the company and a manager

He likes to say this, which can make others respect him. Every time he goes on the street, he doesn't need to collide with the Dalits and enjoys everything that only the masters can enjoy, such as distance.

Hate?

This is a local culture. Maybe Asher's father thought curse was effective before, but now he doesn't care.

When local officials heard from some people that ASR's boss was coming to invest, ASR's family status was significantly improved.

Officials keep asking when ASR's boss will come, what scale of investment he will bring, and what kind of factory he will build here

In addition to these officials, local people are also very concerned about these issues, because they will also affect their lives.

Forming a small ecological and economic environment around a factory is the most normal situation in this era. Once the investment is determined, it means that the factory will recruit workers, some people can hold an iron rice bowl, and more people will usher in some income changes.

Many people came to visit ASR's father, making him gradually become a little famous person in the city. Sometimes he was invited to some festival activities, political activities and religious activities, and he felt more and more important.

At this time, the supply was over and the passenger ship about to set sail sounded the whistle. The captain didn't seem to like staying in this place for even one minute.

You should know that every supply point along the way, the captain and the sailors will have in-depth communication with some aboriginal girls in need of help near the port and leave something. Only here, they will leave immediately after supply. It seems that they hate it very much.

The loud whistle made ASR look back at the passenger ship about to set sail. When he looked back, he had an unspeakable sense of loss.

The father and brothers in front of them have become very strange. They are not as friendly as when they communicate in letters at all. Everyone is like a most familiar stranger. They have a warm fake smile on their faces and greed in their eyes, all of which make Astor a little uncomfortable.

However, he answered the question, "I will come around mid March. My boss still has some things to deal with..."

"That's two weeks later?" Asher's father clapped. "It's a good time!"

As for why this time is good, in fact, he doesn't know. What he said is just a habit, a habit of starting to integrate into the upper society, and habitually affirming everyone and everything, which is also the characteristic of nagariel.

"Go back first. You must be very tired!"

In ASL's surprised eyes, his big brother came a car that looked like it was produced ten years ago or more.

It also retains the most bizarre and universal aesthetic characteristics of people in the previous era.

His eldest brother patted the car body, "unexpectedly, we have already driven the car..." there was a strange pride in his tone that made ASR cry and laugh. He even asked ASR, "did you have your own car when you were in the Federation?"

ASR smiled, and his eldest brother didn't continue to ask, but from his expression, he seemed to feel that ASR didn't have his own car.

Sitting in the car, blowing the smelly wind, ASL suddenly understood something.

When he returned home, the small broken house in his memory had disappeared and replaced by a single house that looked no less than his one in the Baylor Federation, even more exquisite and larger.

Nagary's religious culture has long penetrated into every corner of life. Even buildings, bricks and stone columns have religious patterns or carvings.

Together, these things make the house look not only luxurious, but also full of a temperament distinguished by divine power.

The house was in a yard. ASL was curious. "I remember there were some neighbors next to us."

His father nodded proudly and said, "yes, but they left here because we built a new house!"

Banishing those neighbors will not make ASR's father feel ashamed, but proud. Most people in this society can't do so, but he can. This is what he is proud of.

Asher was stunned. The culture and education he received in the Baylor Federation over the years made him have some more valuable things, that is, morality. He didn't think it was worth showing off. In order to build a better house, he had a larger yard, which not only pushed down other people's houses, but also drove them away. What a cruel and terrible thing!

But these people in front of them feel that this is a proud thing. He is becoming more and more uncomfortable with everything here. His father and his brothers are completely different from those described in the letter.

He silently followed his father and brother into the room. His mother and his brothers' wives had knelt at the door to welcome the return of the men.

Nagariel is a typical patriarchal society, and women don't have any status at all. Asher is not very adapted to make his eldest brother's wife take off his shoes, wash his toes with water and put on new shoes for himself. All this makes him feel very embarrassed, but others think it's normal.

The men of the family came to the living room and sat on a bench made of vines. These vines are very resilient after drying. Some high priests or those in power will have these rattan chairs in their homes.

The men sat, the women knelt in a row and handed them spiced boiled milk and some local cakes. They said they were the mistresses of the family, rather than the servants of the family.

"Why does your boss suddenly want to invest here? Is there anything worth investing here?" ASR's father asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Everyone knows how poor nagary is. Although many people say that there are rich mineral resources hidden here, no rich mineral resources have been found so far.

The only thing that can be sold is probably spices. Many, many years ago, the spices in nagary were very famous, but with the development of chemistry, some expensive spices have been replaced by fragrances, and they have become less valuable.

Except that a few top rich people have a demand for natural spices, ordinary people don't care whether the taste comes from some grass leaves or chemical additives.

ASL was silent for a while before he said according to Lynch, "the labor here is very cheap..." as he said, he took the cup handed over by his eldest brother's wife, which contained boiled milk with some spices.

You can smell a very strange smell before you taste it.

These milk are freshly squeezed, and the spices are fresh. The taste is very strange, fishy, coquettish, and a little fragrant. Looking at the constantly churning spice leaves in the milk, ASR doesn't want to drink.

Although he didn't want to drink, he said "thank you".

In nagary, if relatives come to the family, usually the wife of the oldest boy in the family comes out to entertain guests, which is a rule and a custom.

Asher used to be cautious in Baylor Federation, but his thanks made his father and his eldest brother slightly change his face.

After the two coldly glanced at the woman who had knelt on the ground, ASR's father smiled and said, "you don't need to thank her. That's what she should do."

"She eats, drinks and wears our clothes. We gave her shelter from the wind and rain. Everything she does is what she should do."

"I know it's a habit you formed in that part of the union, but you don't need it when you get home!"

As he said, his father twisted some black and yellow powder crystal like seasoning in the seasoning jar on one side and sprinkled it into the glass containing milk in ASL's hand. "Drink it quickly. It's not good to drink when it's cold."

After drinking a mouthful of boiled milk with a messy taste, ASL almost spit it out. He swallowed it and didn't want to touch it anymore.

His father asked again, "what is your factory going to do and how many people are it going to take?", and he began to show off again, "I'm a person with some reputation now. I can solve some things for you. Do you know what I mean?"

ASL nodded and said something Lynch had told him.

The more he talked, the more he felt strange to the family. Not only the family, but the whole nagary seemed different from what he remembered.

What made him uncomfortable was that he was ready to go to bed at night, but his eldest brother's wife came into his room with a red face in light clothes




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