Chapter 157 Blindly Eating Fish

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January 2, 1350, noon.

It took three or four days 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.

The data from a round of investigation made everyone who had stayed up for two nights look bad. Employees in the foundation were seriously ill and died, and nearly one-third of them were suddenly reduced. If it weren't for their location in the East End, where there was sufficient foot traffic and labor, their processing plants and food plants would have 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 of the disease this time only had a collective requiem funeral in the church to prevent the spread of the disease curse. The cremation and burial were too hasty, and the family members did not even know where their family members were buried."

"……well."

"In addition to this, we still lack at least five clerks. Does the daughter of the old Kohler family know how to read?"

"Taylor can't read and 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 like old Kohler who are not too serious can live for at least another month or two. Those who also have Taylor, a young labor force in the family, must wait a little further, at least behind Daisy. .”

"It's easier to recruit workers. It just so happens that we don't start work during this period. I want to calculate the pensions. We 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 with each other. The table was covered with files, documents, and many handwritten work contracts.

Sean flipped 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, and other people have family members and they need to work too.”

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 calculations:

"The main losses were caused by the two processing plants under my name. One of these two plants 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. It is hard to imagine a person with a stable job, a mid-to-high salary, and a regular paycheck every week. Most people in the factory will not 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. Plus, their families can also Got 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. This 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. 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 him? If not, what is the relationship between the two? Is this another large-scale event for the Witch Sect to be exposed to the world? What's more, in the extraordinary world, most people have nothing to gain but can't afford it early. 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 Rune has been trying his best to cover up the existence of the witch in this matter.

Admissor turned over the newspaper and read it over and over. For the first time, there were two pages of recruitment section. It seemed that this 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 the highest 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 haze 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 produce he had on hand, leaving only a few fry. He was concentrating on the new experiment he was allowed to perform, 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 assured that his fish were docile, only suitable for prey, and would melt if the temperature was over fifty degrees. But Cattleya asked again and again, 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 a reminder to 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 is fragrant fish fried in red wine. A large piece of fish meat is slightly yellowed. It is made using the Intis method. The fish meat is tender and juicy. There are no fish bones. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It has the natural aroma of red wine and makes people smell it. Just worked up an appetite.

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

Cattleya couldn't eat. Cattleya secretly fed it to the queen's messenger - the bully cultivator was not good at spiritual vision and could not see her own little movements - fortunately, the messenger didn't know what was going on and happily accepted the feeding, and even liked the spirituality contained in it. of fish meat.

Then, she and the rest of the crew 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 whether to buy live chickens and roast them himself. Suddenly, his spiritual perception rang like someone rang a bell. He already understood this. What does this kind of 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, eternal decay, the great 'teacher'..."

——Cattleya once asked Frank to say this honorary name, one sentence at a time, and they would chat for a short time after each sentence. Cattleya did not want to be watched by the hidden existence because of this, but she did need confirmation. Crew status.

If Frank believed in evil gods and was tainted, then she would have no choice but to throw him overboard as a matter of business.

However, Frank shows no symptoms of being contaminated by evil beings, as can be seen from his still fervent belief in the Earth Mother. In addition, this honorary name also made Cattleya a little confused. She suspected that this was a hidden sage, but Frank didn't look like he had been indoctrinated with knowledge. Perhaps he was a high-sequence strongman of the "Secret Peeper" path. "Not of this world" and "Lost City" may refer to countries in the Fourth Age or earlier, which may be the key to analyzing the identity of this strong man.

She wanted to write to ask 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 cooking method, and describes in some detail the changes that occur when this fish is cooked. Frank has observed these many times, but seeing the diners so carefully made him a little touched.

"...There are many advantages, such as delicious taste and easy cooking. Even without adding more seasonings, the aroma of red wine carried by the fish is very attractive...Secondly, it contains rich spirituality. Although not much, it is also useful for mid- to low-sequence Extraordinaries. The effect of supplementing spirituality (this tone, could it be that this is a high-sequence person! Frank was shocked and then felt an unexpected ecstasy.)... There is almost no food waste, easy to handle, the fish bones and marrow are almost completely melted, improving the freshness The effect is remarkable, and it is not much different from the MSG that is indispensable in noble cooking..."

Then this insightful diner talked about the shortcomings: the product positioning is subtle, and it is difficult to achieve high standards and low standards. Being rich in spirituality means that it has limited circulation in the ordinary people's market, and the main consumers will be extraordinary people. The taste of red wine is the lowest grade in Mist Winery, which is unattractive to the rich and aristocrats. The most important thing is that fish blood is red wine, which is a bit hard to accept and requires more packaging.

Finally, the diners once again politely praised the developers and expressed their expectations for other subsequent products.

This piece of eating feedback made Frank feel like he had found a treasure, and he almost burst into tears. He made up his mind to provide this gentleman (ma'am?) with more delicious new products in the future.

The shortcomings are indeed clear, and Frank has also thought of it. After all, the red wine fish is actually his own whim. In fact, red wine is not a necessity of life. After it was actually made, he was a little confused about how to further promote it.

The second, third and fourth portions all used the same kind of paper and seemed to be eaten together.

The three diners chose different methods, sashimi, pan-fried and boiled in soup, and... raw?

This behavior inevitably reminded him of Bishop Rose on his ship.

The second one seemed to be written by someone with a primary education. The wording was simpler, and he chose the same eating method as the first diner. However, the wording and sentence structure and level of detail were very different, and Frank read it with gusto.

The wording of the third portion was more refined - yes, refined, using some rather elegant words, as if he had received more education than the previous one. The way to eat sashimi made Frank feel a little curious, The disadvantage is that the fishy smell is a bit strong, but overall it is still a good review.

The fourth place...

"The meat is of good quality, absorbed quickly, and the taste of blood is also very good. This is a very good sacrifice. Praise the Lord. You must work harder for the Lord."

Ah this...

Is this eating fish or eating people? Frank was confused and a little scared. He looked down and found that after these few sentences, there were hundreds of words of eloquent praise for the true Creator. The writing was brilliant, the sentences were fluent, the words were elegant, and the words were majestic.

Frank quickly cut out the part and burned it.

He is actually a secret praying person! He was horrified for a moment, and then became unexpectedly excited. The person who wrote him product feedback was actually the Aurora Society! There was nothing to be proud of about this matter, but he was inexplicably proud of it.

He looked at these pieces of paper again and again, touched them again, reluctantly smoothed out the creases, and put them into the document bag.

TBC

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"Sir, what are the thoughts of the three of us..."

"Well, I read them all, and what you wrote is all very good. Overall, the one with the highest score is A. He was full of gratitude to the Lord after eating the Holy Communion, which was more emotional than your dry feedback. Much more.”

"???!!!"