Chapter 157 Blindly Eating Fish

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January 2, 1350, noon.

It took three or four days of hard work for the Pilgrimage Sect to finally complete the foundation's internal personnel statistics.

Since many of them have almost no fixed residence, no family, and no main residential address, they come to help when needed and wander around the East District doing work when not needed. It is still very troublesome to count them.

The data from a round of investigation made everyone who had stayed up for two nights look unhappy. The employees in the foundation were so sick that they died of illness, and there were actually nearly one-third fewer people. If it were not located in the East District,

There is sufficient flow of people and labor, and their processing plants and food factories will be shut down.

In addition, the reduction of literate staff is a big problem.

"Daisy has agreed to come and work...but she is still in school and can only come two days a week. She can only get a weekly salary after working for a month, which is considered a work-study program."

"Actually, Daisy's position can be temporarily given to others. She originally had a fund subsidy of 3 pence, and now there is an additional compensation of 50 pounds. There are many people who need help more than her. By the way, Daisy will give it back to her

Will her family hold a funeral? Have her sister and mother already..."

"...Yes, the people who died this time only had a collective requiem funeral in the church to prevent the curse of the epidemic from spreading. The cremation and burial were too hasty, and the family members didn't even know where their family members were buried."

"……well."

"Besides that, we still lack at least five clerks. Does the old Kohler's daughter know how to read?"

"Taylor can't read, and she doesn't have time to learn now. Moreover, she is only fifteen years old, so she can only come here to work-study like Daisy."

"I heard that because old Kohler survived, his family could not receive casualty benefits from the government..."

"But his lungs have been severely damaged! Stimulated by the cold air and Backlund's pollution, his life is already counting down. Doesn't he still get casualty benefits?!"

"The situation is much more serious than his family's. Those who are not too serious like old Kohler can live for at least another month or two. The family also has Taylor, a young labor force, who must wait a little further, at least behind Daisy.

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"It's easier to recruit workers. It just so happens that there is no work during this period. I want to calculate the pension. I will start recruiting directly after the year. There will definitely be no shortage of manpower. Clerks are not too urgent. There are not many shortages. There should still be some in the East District.

Some literate girl’s.”

"By the way, our accountant is gone."

"Ms. Yalian's vacancy is indeed difficult to fill..."

"Admissor hold on for a moment?"

"I have no problem. But when I looked at the file, I noticed that Ms. Yalian also has a son."

"He? He's not good. Although he can read, he can't keep accounts. Ms. Yalian was originally a female governess. She had to move to the East District because her husband fell ill and passed away. After moving here, she had no time to teach her son math."

"Moreover, the mother and son died together. This gentleman's psychological and mental state is really worrying..."

The senior management of the foundation sat around a long table exchanging opinions. The table was filled with files, documents and many handwritten work contracts.

Sean finished flipping through the list, which was only half as thin as before, and asked tentatively: "What do you think about giving fixed pensions per capita to the families of our workers who died in accidents, and giving them priority when recruiting workers?"

Gavin immediately expressed his disagreement: "There is no problem with the fixed pension, but if we give priority to employees' family members when recruiting employees, it will be unfair to other people. After all, there is probably no death in every household in the East District.

, employees’ families need to work, other people also have family members, and they also need to work.”

Admissor turned to Maria and asked: "Miss Maria, have you decided on the pension amount?"

Maria was looking through the documents carefully - it was the first time such a big thing happened in her jurisdiction (after all, she had only been here for ten years), and she was not very experienced, so she looked for the work records of other seniors in the organization.

Look - she did some mental math:

"The main losses were caused by the two processing factories under my name. One of these two factories was built six years ago and the other five years ago."

"I decided to calculate the pension based on the number of years of service, which is 20 pounds a year."

In the East District, no matter what kind of job there is, there is great uncertainty. It is very common to work but not get paid. But it is already very difficult to have a stable job, a middle-to-upper salary, and a normal salary every week.

It’s just imaginary. Most people in the factory never leave once they come, so most of them have more than two years of working experience. Even the new ones hired during the expansion last year stayed at least two or three months, which is often more.

After all, the family members can also get seven or eight pounds.

"A very generous pension."

"A pension of 20 to 120 pounds is enough for some people to move out of the East End and find jobs again? If they are willing."

"What should I do if I don't have any family members?"

"Those who don't have family members can only save them for now. At the moment, we don't have the extra energy to contact their relatives in other cities."

"I think we can let the family members choose to receive pensions or get a job, which can also alleviate our financial pressure... After all, we still have 1,600 pounds in our account..."

"This is a good idea. Then we need to discuss how many pounds of pension will be used as the dividing line..."

They chatted like this until noon, and the restaurant next door delivered takeout downstairs. They were still talking about these issues when they went downstairs to eat.

The waiter in the restaurant brought a newspaper as requested. Several people looked at it and still didn't see any words about "poison gas", "cult members deliberately poisoning" or "terrorist attack" in it.

This is already the fifth day, and the eastern district haze incident has been classified. It seems that it is destined not to wait until the Kingdom announces the truth.

There is another theory circulating in the extraordinary world: the third prince Edsac Augustus was bewitched by a witch, which led to this tragedy.

But this statement is unclear. Did the witch who bewitched the prince come to the East District to poison? If not, what is the relationship between the two? Is this another large-scale event of the witch sect exposed to the eyes of the world? What’s more, in the extraordinary

Most people in the world have nothing to gain. Could it be that the witch bewitched the prince just to harm the civilians in the East District?

However, combined with this royal scandal, it makes sense that Roen has been trying his best to cover up the existence of the witch in this matter.

Admissor flipped through the newspaper and read it over and over. For the first time, there were two pages of recruitment section. It seemed that the heavy smog had indeed seriously damaged the vitality of major factories.

"The Great Smog..." He muttered to himself as if in a dream, but he was sober as never before. "The Great Smog objectively completed the population cleanup of the Eastern District and increased the proportion of young adults; and

It has also successfully made the House of Representatives and the government aware of the pollution problem, vigorously promoted anthracite coal, the long-stalled environmental protection law is about to be established, and made factory owners willing to promise maximum working hours in the short term..."

"Therefore, it also attracts the surrounding labor force, attracts more people to develop and work in the East District, and spontaneously achieves population mobility and labor force renewal. In this way, factory owners will soon not have to worry about no one being available, and may even return to the original area.

The regulations at the beginning are business as usual, the maximum working hours are abolished, and the smog will not prevent them from continuing to make money."

"...So, this matter is actually beneficial to everyone, except the people of the East District, right?"

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Frank gave away all the products he had on hand, leaving only a few fry. He was concentrating on the new experiments he was allowed to conduct, and was looking forward to feedback from his "mentor".

When it was first improved, the captain proposed to add some possible weaknesses to this fish to prevent them from flooding after accidental loss and affecting other organisms. Frank repeatedly ensured that his fish were very docile, only prey, and more than five years old.

It would still melt at 10 degrees Celsius. But Cattleya repeatedly asked, so Frank improved his own special fish food. Only by feeding this fish food can the fish's genes be stabilized.

Cattleya, who was the first to see the improved fish food and was kindly invited by Frank to feed the fish, remained silent. Her real purpose was to obtain the fatal weakness of this fish from Frank (she did not dare to say it directly for fear of being exposed by Frank).

Thought it was to remind him) so that these magical creatures would disappear unexpectedly one day.

"Captain, don't you want to eat?" Frank's honest and innocent smile surrounded Cattleya, making her dizzy and difficult to see and hear. On the plate was fragrant fish fried in red wine. A large piece of fish was slightly yellowed, and it was made of red wine.

The way Tess is made, the fish meat is tender and juicy, without fish bones, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a natural aroma of red wine, which makes people appetizing just by smelling it.

But, but... Even if these liquids smell like red wine and taste like red wine, they are still fish blood!!

Cattleya couldn't eat it. Cattleya secretly fed it to the queen's messenger - the bully cultivator was not good at spiritual vision and couldn't see her own little movements - fortunately, the messenger didn't know why and happily accepted the feeding.

I even like this fish meat which contains spirituality.

Then, she and other crew members destroyed Frank's horrible new food. The only one who was interested in it and really wanted to try it was Heath Doyle, but they didn't let him eat it.

Frank was pleasantly surprised to see that his new product was sold out by everyone. He asked everyone for their testimonials, but soon he was distressed to find that none of them seemed to be familiar with the cooking techniques of this kind of fish. Everyone hesitated and gave

No constructive suggestions.

So he wrote a product introduction of genetically modified food according to the format sent by his "mentor", attached a detailed introduction and regulations, raised the remaining fry and sacrificed them.

In the afternoon, he was thinking about spending money to buy some ready-made roast chickens from a restaurant when he went ashore tomorrow, or buying live chickens and roasting them himself, when his spiritual perception suddenly rang like someone had rang a bell. He already understood this.

What does this spiritual feeling of cold hands and feet and fear in the heart mean? I immediately stood up and faced my workbench and prayed:

"The Lord of the Lost City is a great being who does not belong to this world..."

"The guide of narrative knowledge, the eternal decay, the great 'teacher'..."

——Cattleya once asked Frank to say this honorary name, sentence by sentence, and they would chat for a while every time he said it. Cattleya didn't want to be watched by the hidden existence because of this, but she really needed confirmation.

The status of the crew.

If Frank believed in evil gods and was tainted, then she would have no choice but to throw him overboard in a formal manner.

However, Frank did not show any symptoms of being contaminated by evil beings. This can be seen from the fact that he still passionately believes in the Mother Earth. In addition, this honorary name also made Cattleya a little confused. She suspected that this was a hidden sage.

But Frank doesn’t look like he has been indoctrinated with knowledge. Perhaps he is a high-sequence expert of the “Peeper” path. “Not of this world” and “Lost City” may refer to the Fourth Age or earlier.

The country at that time may be the key to analyzing the identity of this strong man.

She wanted to write a letter to inquire about the queen, but she was worried about offending this powerful man who probably had no hostility, so she put it aside for the time being.

Back to the present, a dim light flashed through, and there was a thin document on the desk.

Frank excitedly picked it up with both hands. Several pieces of paper were pinned together by a paper clip, and there were five or six pieces in total.

The first page was a full piece of writing paper. The font was actually Intis cursive. It was neat and very beautiful. I wrote for a page and a half. I first praised Frank's creativity rather politely, and then talked about my choice of

The cooking method, and described in detail the changes in this fish when it is cooked. Frank has observed these many times, but seeing the diners so carefully, he was a little moved.
To be continued...