The former steel community, at the entrance of the factory.
Since Master Qin took power, this place has become the industrial center of Black Street. Apart from the smelter and the only small workshop that were preserved, the central plot of land became a grain depot.
— That is, a fully automated synthetic starch factory.
"The work here is relatively easy. Let me explain clearly. All you need to do every day is pour the selected high-quality bacteria into this feeder and press these switches. Come on, let me demonstrate for you."
Liang Youfeng, a cadre from Gaofeng Community, was leading three or five people from the Black Street area on a tour of the factory and teaching them how to operate the equipment in front of them.
Looking up, a huge cylindrical pump was emitting a deep, smooth sound, like an engine.
The feeder's conveyor belts are all fully sealed, clean white and straight. In addition to its minimalist design, it also boasts optimal efficiency and workflow. There are only a few operable buttons: water electrolysis, hydrogen, synthesis catalyst, and feeding facilities, totaling only four modules.
The factory can produce hundreds of tons of synthetic starch every day. This high-tech production, which is extremely low-cost and can be achieved from scratch, excites the people of the Black Street.
Also visiting were Lin Lang, Huang Xiao, and Lao Du.
"Little Liang is lucky. It's easy and convenient here. We don't need many people. It's all fully automated anyway," Lin Lang said with a smirk.
"He is also in charge of transportation and wholesale, and the master trusts him a lot."
Lin Lang looked at Huang Xiao and asked him, "You've been assigned to the workshop?"
Huang Xiao nodded: "Everyone in the Steel Community is dead. When we were getting the jobs, the master saw that the people in our community were all quite composed and proper. He said something like, 'The workshop should continue. It belongs to us Black Street people...'"
Old Du, standing to the side, added: "Technological reserves."
"Oh right, right! Technical reserves! Wow, the old man really knows the ropes..."
After saying that, he deliberately lowered his voice and whispered, "I was thinking, isn't it all done by hand? It's not like it's some kind of high-end technology."
Old Du rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't understand."
Lin Lang clicked his tongue. He and Lao Du were assigned to the mining area, while Sha Lang and the laborers from Fangtang Community had to do dirty and tiring work there every day.
"The master said that we can use slaves, but we can't treat them like animals; we have to pay them wages." Lin Lang rolled his eyes.
Old Du said, "This is good. I also think that the exploitation of slaves is too outrageous. Oh, people die, the corpses are transported away, and their organs are harvested and sold? Is that something a human being would do?"
Lin Lang sneered, "This gerbil boss knows more than we do."
Huang Xiao was a little confused. "Didn't the master say he wanted to abolish the slave and organ trade? We don't need that money."
Old Du shook his head and frowned, saying, "You've all misjudged. More people in the Black Street are taking drugs. The Conservative Party is putting pressure on us, targeting the Master. The Master said at the time that he wanted to cut supplies and fight the Conservative Party."
"Why is that? Does that old devil Jiang Tianshu not know the master's identity?!" Huang Xiao glared.
A dignified and extraordinary being, a desert traverser—this Sand Castle Pavilion is far too audacious, daring to even touch the master's belongings.
These three people, including Liang Youfeng from the factory, were the first community cadres to seek refuge with Qin Che.
Now that Qin Che is in power, they have become the second most powerful figures in the Black Street after the Germs, and even have some authority to allocate and recruit idle labor from other communities to participate in production.
Gerbils are the head housekeepers.
These four assistants were the real power figures.
The master is a crocodile head, so they've long referred to themselves as "assistants," and they're quite proud of it.
“Let me share my thoughts. All the people in the community should be eliminated, and the labor force should be freed up for production or training in the military camps in the mining area. I think this is actually a good thing. As long as they are healthy citizens who do not use drugs, they can join the army. They will be provided with food and lodging, although the salary will be a bit lower than that of the 50 outsiders. But it is still a way out. Think about it, the government will provide food and lodging, and they will also receive a monthly salary. At least they will not have to live in shacks anymore, and they can even get married and raise children.” Huang Xiao said.
Old Du said, "The master truly cares about us. I admire him. Just before, he took the lead and helped us kill the soldiers. When the First Division pressed in, there were no casualties. He protected us. The master has the means. The people of the Black Street will have a good life if they follow him."
Lin Lang didn't speak, but took out a crumpled cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.
"I only ask that we not be bullied by those people inside the city walls. With the master here, everyone can feel at ease."
Just then, Liang Youfeng walked over with a smile. "Everyone's here? Why aren't you at work?"
"Little Liangzi, now that you've become the grain assistant, you've gotten quite a tough demeanor."
"That's incredible!"
"Damn it, you're the one who invited us to come and visit, what are you pretending for?"
Liang Youfeng said, "Oh dear, there's nothing I can do. The master likes me. I actually declined this assistant position because I felt I wasn't capable enough, but the master still made me do it."
Lin Lang rolled his eyes. "If Gaofeng Community hadn't been in the freight business from the beginning, and you hadn't had such a unique advantage, there's no way it would have been your turn."
"Hey! What kind of talk is that? This has absolutely nothing to do with what business I do!"
Huang Xiao laughed and said, "I don't think you're much a grain assistant, more like a freight assistant. Once a suitable candidate is found, the master will replace you."
Liang Youfeng rolled his eyes.
"I don't care whether I replace them or not. This factory is fully automated and doesn't need many people to begin with."
Old Du asked him, "Are those lads reliable? Let them watch the factory, lest they mess up the master's important business."
Liang Youfeng said, "The brothers Tiepi and Tieguan, and the brothers Long Da and Long Er, are all Master's men."
Huang Xiao shaded his eyes with his hand as he looked over. "No wonder they looked familiar. How could they, who are so stupid, possibly pull this off?"
“I can handle it!” Liang Youfeng shook his head and said, “There are four production modules. They are easy to operate. Each person can take care of one, which is no problem at all.”
Huang Xiao laughed heartily, "I told you, you're just a freight forwarding assistant, you won't get any grain!"
Liang Youfeng was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
However, he was indeed the only person who had daily access to the factory, but he was only responsible for freight and wholesale.
Next, the master will set up ten grain stores in each community, with fair prices so that every citizen can afford to eat. Unemployed and idle people will all participate in production, and only with jobs can there be economic benefits.
According to Qin Che, money is only money when it's circulating; I don't care about money at all, money must be spent.
Therefore, Black Street began to purchase supplies for the inner city wall on a large scale, mostly oil, vegetables, piglets, chickens, and other raw materials for handicrafts that Black Street did not have, etc., spending money like water.
Just then, someone rushed over and said, "The master is here!"
The four turned their heads and saw a metal cart leading the way, followed by a black official's carriage that looked like it belonged to the inner city wall, slowly driving towards them and stopping at the gate.
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