The next morning, on the long table in the dining room, the servants brought by Jia Ziyu were filled with all kinds of breakfasts from China, Europe, America, and Southeast Asia, totaling no less than 100 varieties.

Jia Youwei sat on the first seat, habitually opening the newspaper with both hands and reading. He didn't know anything about his own aunt, on the one hand, because Jia Ziyu was an elder, and on the other hand, others didn't spend his money, it was all money in her pocket.

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. Jia Qianqian blinked his eyes and looked at the various foods on the table, and said with unaccustomed feelings.

"Look, if you say this, it's like you're not in the Zhumen. What do you want to oppose? Against yourself, against your father, against me, and against the ancestors of the Jia family?

Blame them for not letting you live a good life in Zhumen, but letting you live a bad life of freezing bones, that is happiness and contentment?"

Jia Ziyu was not happy that her grandniece was quoting the statements in Du Fu's poems, so she asked three rhetorical questions with an affirmative tone in a series of accusations.

"How can the three of us eat so much? Last night, this morning, presumably every next meal is like this, it's really a waste. Jia Qianqian felt from the bottom of his heart that it was not good to do this, so he explained himself.

"Baby, it looks like you've been abused by your slamming father. What kind of terrible life have you been living on weekdays?"

Jia Ziyu picked up a handkerchief placed on the table, and really didn't pretend, but really wiped the little tears that suddenly welled up at the corners of his eyes.

She paused, put the handkerchief back on the table, and continued: "Qianqian, your idea is completely wrong.

It's not that we're wasting food and being extravagant, it's that we provide employment opportunities for the poor. If we don't, it means that we don't need so many people around and other supporting work.

At that time, they will be unemployed, have no income, will not be able to support themselves and their families, and will truly become what you call a frozen skeleton on the side of the road. ”

Jia Qianqian felt that what her aunt said was so reasonable for a while, so she couldn't help but nod and said, "I understand." There is a little story about the cold weather in winter, and the child asks his mother, why don't we burn the fire when it's so cold?

Mom said, because your dad is unemployed, we don't have money to buy coal. The child asked why Dad was unemployed, and Mom said it was because there was too much coal. ”

"Our family's money is really genius, not only can we understand it at all, but we will also draw inferences. The two contents are different, but the reason is the same. From the principle of economics, this is about supply and demand and overproduction.

You are telling this well-known little story, which sounds ridiculous and ridiculous, but it is not. The things produced by the manufacturer, because the cost of sales is too large, as long as they are sold, they will lose money, who will be stupid enough to continue to lose money in production?

In such a situation, manufacturers will inevitably choose to stop production, put the produced coal into the inventory, and then patiently wait for the excess coal on the market to be consumed and reduced, the price will rise, and there will be a profit, before re-shipping.

The direct result of the cessation of production is that there is no need for so many people to produce, so there are workers who are laid off and have no money to buy. In the eyes of ordinary people, they should give coal to the poor for free, carry forward humanitarianism, and do charity.

The result is a further imbalance between supply and demand, with the already excessive amount of coal on the market not only not decreasing, but replenishing.

Workers who are unemployed and waiting at home to return to work will only be delayed indefinitely, or even the bankruptcy and closure of the original factory.

At that time, not only did you not have the money to buy coal for heating, but you also had no money to buy food. Jia Ziyu said slowly.

"What is this? Qianqian, don't listen to what your aunt says. She's stealing the concept. Obviously, he pays attention to luxury pomp and circumstance, and he has to be involved in supply and demand and overproduction. Jia Youwei was still holding the newspaper in his hands, but his ears could hear it clearly.

Jia Qianqian looked at his father for a while, and looked at his aunt for a while, completely unaware of who was right. Her little head was suddenly in a state of confusion.

If I'm like you, the housekeeper, the maid, or the cook, it means that the twenty-four people I brought with me will all be unemployed immediately.

Not only them, but also hundreds of workers on my island will be unemployed. I don't keep elephants anymore. Flowers and trees don't need to be maintained, and sanitation is not cleaned, after all, there is nothing left.

You know, many of the less developed countries in Southeast Asia are hard to find jobs. These people, and their families, are waiting to starve to death!

If I'm not mistaken, you once told me that there was an episode in the documentary "The Boundary Between Two Worlds" filmed in Singapore about people eating junk meat in the slums of Manila, Philippines, which made you vomit for the first time.

As you told me, they know it's all junk meat, so why do they buy it? It's not that they're stupid, it's that they're poor.

We provide survival and a good life for the people who work for the Jia family and their families, and that is the greatest charity. I'm following the ancestral teachings of the Jia family. Jia Ziyu was completely justifying her extravagant life.

"Madame, was very nice to us. She is the kindest, kindest, and most generous woman in the world. Jia Ziyu's housekeeper and the maids who were waiting here waited until the hostess's voice fell, and they said in unison.

"Listen to it, don't say that I forced them. I'm not so bored. Jia Ziyu really didn't have such a forced rule on how her servants had to sing praises to themselves.

Rather, it is based on the reality of the servant economy of the underdeveloped countries in Southeast Asia, which has led to the life of the people at the bottom who are worse than death. Once they have the refuge and protection of their masters, they are naturally grateful to Dade.

Jia Youwei closed the newspaper in his hand, put it on her side and said, "You better take a look at this!"

Jia Ziyu took it in her hand and glanced at it, her brows furrowed, and she was quite dissatisfied: "What do you mean that a mysterious rich woman from Southeast Asia flew to the capital on a Boeing 767 private plane yesterday?"

These media are talking nonsense and completely fail to follow the requirements of objective facts. I'm obviously the richest woman in Southeast Asia!"