Blackstone Code Chapter 292: punishment, family business, essence
The night in Nagalil is very dark, and the stars are extraordinarily shining. Unlike the Bale Federation, the colorful neon lights at night will cover the original color of the sky.
The bright starry sky is reflected on the curtain of the night sky. When people look at the stars in the sky, they will inevitably be gradually attracted and shocked by it!
Aser looked at the peaceful night outside the transparent glass window, but the waves in his mind were shocking.
After all, it is different. The civilized world and the barbaric world are different after all!
In fact, he was mentally prepared before he came back, but he was careless.
His memory of Nagalil seems to be gone, his memory of the past is blurred, and most things are happy - happy in the midst of suffering.
The happy emotions generated in the pain can be remembered for a longer time, so his memories of his hometown are relatively positive and cheerful, and the memories seem to deliberately erase those unpleasant facts.
During the years he has lived in the Federation, he has gradually adapted to being a civilized person in a civilized world. Although the Federation has all kinds of unbearable and secret discrimination, it is still a civilized country after all.
They use the law to protect all the weak and constrain the strong. Even if people are rotten in their bones, they at least maintain their dignity on the surface.
He has begun to adjust, although it may not be an ideal country.
But here, Nagalil, nothing seems to have progressed, and the savage remains savage.
The police who beat and drive passers-by with sticks just to make it easy for the powerful cars to pass by, in fact, their real job should be to protect the people, but they didn't do it.
In order to expand the yard, he knocked down other people's houses and drove others out, and he used these things to show off. How can an indifferent person do such a thing?
Just because he habitually said "thank you", his father and eldest brother thought that his eldest brother's wife was seducing them, and at night let the poor woman devote herself to satisfy her brother's lust... /
It's horrible, it's savage!
When a person has begun to learn and is accustomed to sitting at a table covered with a tablecloth and using exquisite utensils to serve food, playing with exquisite cutlery to enjoy carefully cooked food, it is difficult for him to accept the blood and blood life.
He's sick of seeing the **** flesh, sick of seeing the corpses, and sick of putting things in his mouth.
I don't know when, Aser fell asleep. No one called him to get up the next day. He slept until nearly eleven o'clock.
In Nagalil, except for a few people who have a job in a factory, most people are engaged in casual labor and farming. Generally speaking, the pace of life is not fast. As long as you are not afraid of starvation, you can sleep until noon or even It is not impossible to get up in the afternoon.
The stinky and body odor in Asir's nose after he woke up made him suffer again. He changed his clothes. He felt that he also had this odor on his body. Downstairs, when he stood at the gate, his expression suddenly froze.
His eldest brother's wife was hanged from a tree in the yard by someone unknown. Asir's brothers were watching, his eldest brother was beating the poor woman with a whip.
Every whip made a loud noise, and the woman endured it silently. She bit her lip, blood was oozing from her lips, and her eyes were a little slack, as if she might faint anytime, anywhere.
Asir's mother and the other brothers' wives knelt to witness the somewhat ritual punishment.
When the last whip was finished, Asir's eldest brother put away the whip and handed it over to the younger brother beside him. He glanced indifferently at the hanging woman and untied the rope that bound her hands. .
The woman slumped to the ground at once. After a few seconds, she forced herself up and knelt in front of eldest brother Asir, with her hands facing down and palms up on the ground, and she kissed his husband's toes, and finally touch the ground with your forehead.
This is a standard procedure of repenting for one's wrongdoing, but only for women. Asir's eldest brother shook his shoulders. His arms and shoulders were a little sore when he whipped the whip. When he turned around, he saw Asir.
The indifferent face was suddenly filled with a smile. It was a smile that came from the heart. Aser recognized this kind of smile because he once had it on his face.
"My brother, are you sleeping well?" He walked to Aser and embraced Aser warmly with open arms, but this hug did not give Aser any warmth.
Asir's expression was slow for about a second or two before he reacted, "Very good, I always think about home when I'm outside, and it feels good to be back..."
His brother nodded noncommittally, "It must be the best hometown, this is your home, you and us..." He said while putting his arms around Asir's shoulders as he walked towards the house go.
While walking, he said, "Let's have lunch first. After lunch, I will take you to see our factory. Maybe you are interested in these things."
This sentence really attracted Asir's attention. He didn't expect that his father and these brothers who had hardly studied at all actually had a factory. His occupation made him a little sensitive and asked casually. One sentence, "What kind of business is the factory running?"
"Recycling and processing!" The two walked into the hall, and Asir's eldest brother said proudly, "We have established some relationships, this business is not easy, and we have spent a lot of money for this. ..."
In his introduction, Asir finally understood that the money he sent back over the years was not saved by them or used for fun.
When some people have certain characteristics or qualifications, someone will come to them to make money for them.
Since Asir's father flaunted his son as a "foreigner", he gradually gained some local fame, and some people came to him.
It is impossible for any society to operate absolutely in the way planned by the rule-makers. There will always be some outliers, and there are such people in Nagalil. They are like speculators.
They are not comfortable with the status quo and want to change their situation. Without breaking the rules of Nagalil, they will try their best to make money and improve their status.
The people who found Asir's father are such a group of people. They are not well-known, but they fancy a business and want Asir's father to stand for them.
They don't need Asir's father to pay extra to enjoy half the income of the entire business!
Asir's father agreed without thinking too long, at least he could guarantee that even if the other party was a liar, he would have nothing to lose.
This business will be recycled.
A large number of "goldware" are born in religious activities every year. These goldware are not actually made of gold. Some are covered with a layer of gold, and some are just ground gold into fine powder and mixed with some lacquer. Together, brush on the surfaces of some utensils.
The former is often the style of the rich, while the latter is the choice of those with slightly better family conditions. There are actually subdivisions here.
How many times the golden lacquer is painted also represents different family status. The "golden ware" that the most common family enshrined to the gods is not only small, but the golden lacquer is also painted once.
The wealthier families will enshrine some larger "goldenware", and the gold lacquer will be painted several times to dozens of times.
Those gold-coated "goldware" are easy to handle, just tear off the outermost layer of gold, but the gold that is made of gold paint and brushed on the surface of the utensils is not easy to deal with.
To say that these things are worthless, it is not cheap, but to say how expensive it is, it does not seem to be.
In addition, the recycling method is very troublesome. The major temples do not handle these things themselves. They will package these "goldenware" to some recycling factories and let them do it.
It is said that it is a factory, but it is actually a small workshop.
In the past, the way people recovered gold paint was to smash and grind the powder as a whole, and then screen out the bottom, relatively high-purity gold powder through natural stratification, and recast it into gold ingots after calcination.
Now these problems are easy to solve. With the development of foreign technology, some chemical things are gradually appearing in Nagalil.
Through a chemical reagent that is prohibited for civilian use and abuse in many countries in the world, the chemical components in the gold paint can be easily decomposed and the gold sinks to the bottom.
When he heard this, Asir's expression became a little dignified. After eating hastily, he and his eldest brother drove to the factory~IndoMTL.com~ There are still more than 100 to the factory. From a distance of meters, you can smell a pungent smell. When the two parked the car in the yard and watched those workers come into contact with various chemicals without any protection measures, Asil's heart was shocked. touched.
People don't seem to have any mood swings on their numb faces, they don't even care about their festering or deformed hands, they just keep repeating their work.
Those white and festering hands that were soaked in chemicals went in and out of various liquids, and Aser's heart suddenly seemed to be grabbed by something.
His brother didn't seem to notice the change in the expression on Asir's face. He still happily introduced everything here. He also took Asir to his office and introduced Asir to the people in the office. others, and opened the safe for him.
The neatly arranged gold bricks in the safe box are said to be gold bricks, but in fact they should be gold pieces. These gold bricks are only about half a centimeter thick, the size of a palm, and they are filled with a heart-pounding luster.
"Look, this is our business!" There was no sense of the man in front of him's awe of life in his flamboyant tone.
A familiar and unfamiliar country.
A group of familiar and unfamiliar people.
The only thing that remains unchanged may be the essence of pursuing interests!
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