Blackstone Code Chapter 691: The secret to making money
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A motorcade is driving slowly on the bumpy road in Ameria, people's blank and numb faces have lost their yearning for life, they are like walking dead, holding a broken bowl or a cup or similar Vessels that can hold things stand in line by the roadside.
From a distance, these people have no life, no breath of life, and they feel uncomfortable like living dead people.
After the chaos for so long, it's not only the Gafra people in the Empire who have been affected, but the local people are also deeply affected.
Every time the rebels launch an attack on the Gafras, it is followed by a **** revenge by the Gafras, who will scour the city for anyone thought to be a possible rebel, or with Those who are related to these people will be dragged out to be executed or sent to labor camps.
While people hated the Gefra people, they were actually tormented by their own people, and in this toss, many people collapsed, or went numb.
There was a woman on the side of the road, looking to be in her thirties or forties. She was holding two children in shorts and waist-length hair that could not be distinguished between boys and girls. Her face was also numb.
The three of them were very dirty, and the clothes on the woman could not even be called clothes. It was more like a sheet with a hole in it, and then her head was exposed through the hole.
Not long after, an old man who looked fifty or sixty years old, was not tall, and was dirty all over came over with an iron cup filled with food, like wheat kernel porridge, and he told the woman After a while, the woman and the man walked to a vacant house on the side of the road after instructing the two children.
A few minutes later, she and the man came out. The man poured some food from his cup into the woman's broken bowl, and licked the shards of wheat kernels on the edge of the cup with satisfaction, shaking it step by step. of walking into the distance.
The two children looked at the broken bowl with longing eyes, the woman took a sip by herself, and gave birth to the two children.
After a while, a second man came over....
This is not just an example. In fact, there are many people like this in the whole of Amelia. Many men in families have been executed. It is impossible for women to find jobs and raise children at the same time. thing.
As the conflict between the locals and the Gafra people escalated later, when the Gafra people distributed relief food, they were only distributed to those citizens who cooperated, such as if someone in the family participated in the rebellion, or because of other Those who were shot for the reason would lose the right to receive relief food forever.
These people have no jobs, no food and no source of livelihood, and it is very difficult for them to survive in this city.
Maybe they can trade a little for some food at first, but in the end they have nothing to offer but their dignity.
As the motorcade slowly passed by, the woman had already received the third man, and she was still wiping the genetic fragments on her legs with her dirty clothes when she came out of the room.
After watching the man pour some food into her bowl, she took a short break and resumed holding her two full children, ready to go home.
At home, there are elderly people who need food.
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 at this time, people's numb eyes slowly rolled, and the woman and her two children were also calm, as if they were not in pain!
They looked at the car, at the well-dressed gentlemen in the car, watching them enjoy life so much, and they were also bathed in the same sunshine, but it was like living in hell.
"Have you seen it?"
"These people!"
Lynch asked Mark beside him, and Mark swallowed.
Having lived in the Commonwealth for too long, the so-called spirit of liberty and equality has long been deeply etched into his bones.
Even in Nagalil, he has never been as shocked as he is now. The expressions, eyes, and actions of those people are full of despair.
He shuddered, a shudder from the depths of his soul, "Yes, I saw it, Mr. Lynch."
His demeanor has become more upright, and the images make him uneasy.
Lynch's eyes were also withdrawn from the outside, "This time I asked you to come over, it is our partnership to invest in a food factory."
"There's nothing here now, and it's already summer, there's only one period of wheat left this year, and it's still a while from now sowing to harvest. There are tens of millions of people who need food, and we don't need to swallow the entire market. , it only takes one or two cities to make a lot of money.”
"You've worked in a food factory and you have experience, so I'm more at ease." He tilted his head to look at Mark, showing his snow-white teeth, "And we're friends!"
Mark was a little flattered, but also a little timid. He greeted Lynch with a dry smile, and then said cautiously, "Mr. Lynch, I used to...you know, when my uncle was in power, the finances would subsidize the food factory. , but if there is no local financial subsidy for us, the food factory can't actually make any money."
He said, looking towards the long line outside, "These people don't seem to pay for the relief food, I don't know if they have money, but they definitely can't afford to spend too 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 transparent in some ways. 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 How much money is transparent.
In addition, it seems that the raw materials for food production have to be transported from China, plus the freight, even if they do not make money to sell, they may not be able to sell.
Lynch is not surprised to hear his words. Before starting a business, many people will list all the problems they can imagine, and then tell themselves that this will not work.
This kind of person is not a minority. Many people are like this. They always back down when facing various opportunities, and always find a reason not to reach out and seize the opportunity.
It's not how smart they are. People who give up on opportunities are not smart people at all. They are just afraid, afraid, because they have never stretched out their hands, and they are naturally full of instinctive fear of unfamiliar things. .
Mark has not done business outside of policy, so he tries to convince Lynch that his experience is the correct one.
Lynch just smiled, he looked at Mark, his eyes warm, but it made Mark a little uneasy.
"We're businessmen, do you know what people say about businessmen?" Lynch continued before Mark could say, "People put words like treacherous, mean, stingy, greedy on businessmen. , even if the businessman is not like this, but they trust their own judgment and think that the businessman should be like this.”
"So we can let go a little!"
Lynch paused here, then asked, "Do you know why people are hungry?"
A bit of jumping thinking made Mark's mind unable to keep up with his speed. After waiting for a few seconds, he asked tentatively, "Because I haven't eaten in a while?"
Lynch shook his head with a smile, "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 so easily hungry. Nutrition is another matter."
"Then you know, what stays in the stomach longer?"
Mark shook his head blankly. Apart from despair and silence, his stupid appearance was not much different from the people queuing outside.
"Foods with crude fiber, 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."
"Go back and open the factory first. Our main product is a kind of biscuits. Here is a recipe..." Lynch took out an ingredient list from his pocket and handed it over, "produce according to this ingredient list. That's it."
Mark watched for a while, and the more he watched, the wider his mouth opened, and in the end he was so stunned that he couldn't even speak.
After a while, he asked uncertainly, "Mr. Lynch... are you... sure it's this recipe?"
Lynch nodded, "Do you have any questions about this?"
"A little..." He scratched his head and showed the formula in front of Lynch, "I'm not quite sure what this... non-toxic weed is, and these, red mangrove powder... "
"Ah! You said this." Lynch took the recipe from him, folded it a little, and the ingredient list was split into two, "You should see it this way."
At this time, only half of the ingredients list is left, and there are eggs, milk, pork powder, beef powder, fish powder, and powder of various high-nutrition foods on it.
But if you flip this recipe list over ~IndoMTL.com~ it's only a portion of the variety of plants that can be found everywhere in the wild.
"After we provide the nutrients that people's bodies need every day, what they need most is to keep them from getting hungry quickly. These things will not cause any harm to people. Their only value is in people's stomachs. Stay longer."
"It's not easy to get hungry, and there is enough nutrition, you don't think...I am a treacherous, despicable and shameless capitalist?" Lynch smiled and returned the formula to Mark's hands.
Mark looked at the recipe, didn't dare to lift his head, he wanted to say "you are", but his instinct told him that he better not tell the truth.
Lynch patted him on the shoulder, "That's why Langdon asked you to hang out a little bit, Mark, you're too young, and you lived in such a good environment that you don't understand the world at all. What is needed, what the people at the bottom need."
"As long as there is barely enough nutrients for the minimum body needs, and it is not easy to get hungry, even if I add a handful of mud to it, they are willing to eat."
"You've never been hungry, you never know the fear of being hungry!"