Chapter Twenty-Nine: Purgatory Chopping Wood
Lin Dai subconsciously felt that the cooperation that Die Xiaohua said was not the cooperation of Southwest Paper.
"North," Butterfly's eyes sparkled, "Are you ready to seize this opportunity?" ”
Lin Dai's heart jumped heavily: Oh, business opportunities!
The more wars, the more business opportunities!
Both sides of the war needed supplies such as food, weapons, and even cloth and medicine. And the people also need all kinds of livelihood and medical supplies.
During the war, conventional commerce was paralyzed, and a large number of supplies were destroyed. The need for replenishment in the war zone will be very strong.
Both governments will do their best to replenish supplies. But first of all, this supply is mainly aimed at the military, and it is difficult to target the civilian population. Secondly, even for the supply of the army, it is difficult to cover the full range of needs due to various constraints. So there's still a lot of business there.
"However, there are also very unfavorable elements of doing business over there!" Lin Dai reminded Butterfly Xiaohua.
Alas! Why is there a shortage of supplies in the war zone? That makes sense! Swords and guns have no eyes. If you want to make money in the army, isn't it like licking your blood with a knife? If you don't get it, the moth will put out the fire.
The essence of war is looting. If the army doesn't want to buy anything from you, they just take it, don't give you money, and cut you down, or pull strong men, how can you do it?
In addition, the displaced people in the war, who have nothing, have no money to pay for your goods, and the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and wants to come with you, how will you stay?
"Are you sure you're not greedy for money and looking for death?" Lin Dai's eyes were asking such a question to Butterfly Xiaohua.
"You know I love myself." Butterfly Xiaohua emphasized this point first.
Lin Dai agreed without objection.
"Then of course I wouldn't be so stupid to stick my head in the tiger's mouth and feed it." The butterfly smile is colorful.
Lin Dai listened attentively.
Listen to him. Of course, it is necessary to strengthen the protection of manpower on the road to avoid being plundered by mobs. When it comes to the ground, the key is to let the military managers know: if you rob it, you will only rob it once, and there will be no more! If you buy it, you can come one after another.
The army commanders are not bandits, grab a vote and run. If you are sent out to fight, you can't go back until you win the battle—or if you lose and die, and the horse leather shroud will be returned—but you have to think about the good at first, right? You can't think about the end of losing and dying at the beginning, so the army's heart collapsed. Everyone grabbed a ticket and ran. No, no! That's not going to work! You have to be prepared to be the master of your own house for a long time.
Since I want to be the master. Or housewives always have to buy firewood, rice, oil and salt every day. The rear is like a mother's home, and there is a steady stream of help, but it is inconvenient to be far away. Not to mention that there is corruption or something. So there was a convenience store in front of me. Not bad.
As long as the butterfly smiles and the flowers are full of energy. Make this a serious relationship to the military. His little convenience store - no, no, it's possible to survive on the front lines for the time being.
As for the homeless. What if you don't have money? Butterfly Xiaohua has also thought about it for them: pay off the money and debts!
Feed them, clothe them warmly, make them sign deeds of sale, and be their companions to the Salt Gang firm.
Although you can't make money directly. But manpower is the primary productive force! The distribution of food and clothing for so many people is definitely cost-effective in the long run.
Lin Dai bit those two words again: "Long-term." ”
It sounds ridiculous to be trying to make a long-term profit plan while trying to make a long-term profit plan.
Even if the frontline military temporarily tolerates the storage of the Butterfly Flower convenience store, it may not be permanent. Changes in the battlefield, the enforcement of military discipline, and even the greed of the officials on the ground can collapse the situation at any time.
It is difficult to predict how much the displaced people will be able to convert into productivity after they sell themselves. Not to mention that if the official believes that such "human trafficking" affects the rule, if it intervenes, don't mention anything.
"So you don't approve of my plan?" Butterfly Xiaohua asked.
At that time, the drum outside played three watches.
At that time, Lin Dai did not agree with the Butterfly Smile Flower plan. But she didn't send off the guests. The lights flickered, and the two men continued to talk.
The innkeeper was biting the hemp rope outside, and from time to time he looked up worriedly: Beware of the candles! Even if they burn too much oil, they have to pay more to the innkeeper. But if the store burns down, you can't afford to pay for the loss, right?
And the innkeeper always felt that there was some kind of tense and abrupt atmosphere in the air, which was different from the ordinary guests staying up late-
"Bang, bang, bang, bang." Look, it's probably all this voice. What you know is chopping wood, and what you don't know is what happened!
In fact, this is Qiu Huitian helping the innkeeper chop wood. The innkeeper is the beneficiary. But his heart was uneasy!
You don't have to open a store very often to have a customer...... Oh no, the guest's subordinates came over and offered to chop firewood for you. It's not over yet! Even if you benefit, you're panicked, aren't you?
In some rooms, there were coughs, the creaking of tables and chairs against the floor, and muffled complaints. The owner understood what to do.
He walked to the back.
Qiu Huitian was so hot that she took off her gown, bulged her hard skin, gritted her teeth and slashed down at the wood: Click-crackle! It was split again, and a new one was replaced, and the axe was compared to the other, and it was swung again.
"Little brother! Thank you! Alright, alright. The boss saw that he had a needle in and stopped him.
"Okay? I didn't finish the split. Qiu Huitian raised his eyes and looked at the firewood room.
It's not finished. The boss had accumulated half of the firewood in the house and did not chop it out, and if he hired someone, he would have to pay for three or five days' work, and it would take several months for him to do it himself. He's glad to have a free day job for him, yes! But—
"That's it. Rest down, little brother. The boss nodded and gestured to Qiu Huitian.
"I'm not tired." Qiu Hui Tiandao.
He just doesn't want to go back to his room to rest! God knows, he didn't even want to look up at the window where the lights were still on.
His room was next to Lindai. Lin Dai and Butterfly Xiaohua were talking in the room, and he could faintly hear the voice. It was tortured for him. It's like a Virgo who you tie him to his seat and let him listen to the long and short fingernails scratch the blackboard: squeak, squeak......
It's a rhythm that tortures people to death.
Therefore, Qiu Huitian would rather work here than go back to the room to rest.
"But others have to rest." The boss was in tears.
Oh, it's all three more. Only then did Qiu Huitian find out. In the dead of night, everyone is going to sleep. The coughing and creaking sound was a subtle protest from the other guests against the sound of him splitting wood. Most of the passers-by don't want to cause trouble, and they all want others to come out. But if the innkeeper ignores their complaints, it may be a while before someone can bear to come forward.
If you had said it from the beginning, you might have been able to say it well. But since I've endured it for a while, I really can't bear it before I come forward, maybe I can't suppress my anger, and if I don't do it, it will make a big fuss. So before the danger happened, the boss hurriedly came to ask Qiu Huitian to live with an axe.
Qiu Huitian returned to the room helplessly.
The inn was quiet. Most of them were asleep. Lin Dai and Diexiaohua are still talking. The sound was so slight that the other guests couldn't hear it. Only Shuangshuang and Qiu Huitian were in Lin Dai's left and right compartments, so they could hear the voice, although they couldn't hear what they were saying.
Shuangshuang planned to wait for Lin Dai to finish talking. During the process, she brought tea to Lin Dai and them a few times, and then went back to the room to wait. Wait, wait, she fell asleep before she knew it. I also heard some muffled words in the dream. She felt in a trance that those words had become crimson flowers, the trembling incense all over the sky, and the faint light of water under her feet was in the color of the grass. Suddenly, a tiger sprang out from the depths and took her title in its mouth. Shuangshuang woke up in shock, his heart was still pounding, and he looked at the window paper, which was already white.
Lin Dai knocked on the door between the two rooms and said, "Shuangshuang? ”
Shuangshuang was not fully conscious, and his voice had already answered: "Yes! Girl, I'm coming! ”
She steadied herself and found that she had just slept with her clothes in her clothes. When you want to re-comb it, where can you afford to wait for the girl. So he looked in the mirror, raised his hand a little straightened, pressed, opened the door over there and went in, thinking that Butterfly Xiaohua was still inside, a big man, looking at her untidy makeup and hair, it was not good after all. But with the girl here, I can't care about it.
When I went in and saw the butterfly smiling flower, I was interested, and I automatically turned my face inside, and I was tired, and I sat against the wall, and the shoulder was gently leaning against the wall, and the sleeves hung down naturally.
Both of them are fixed and serve Lin Dai.
Lin Dai used to be used to black and white upside down without sleeping, this is more than a year of healthy life, a little unaccustomed to staying up late, yawning, and wanting to order a shot of espresso.
It's a pity that this world only has strong tea and smoke.
Smoking is something that only men do. What woman could have squatted at the door with a cigarette stick in her mouth—the gangster boss might have done that. But how many gangster women are there in the world?
Thankfully, there is also tea.
Shuangshuang helped make the thick tea last night. It's not okay to eat. At least refresh. Later, Lin Dai saw that she couldn't stay up, so he told her to go back to sleep and left the water hanger here. Now that they both try again, the water in the water crane is only a little bit warmer, and it's time to change it.
She took the water hanger to her room, and Qiu Huitian had already knocked on the door with her fingers outside, and said, "The new water is here." Both responded and opened the door. The water was full of boiling water, and it was heavy and hot. Qiu Huitian helped her carry it in, not daring to squint, and poured some water into the small water hanger and some into the basin. Shuangshuang smiled: "Thank you." Ask for another early. ”
Qiu Huitian responded: "Got it." And he went out.
He didn't sleep last night. Can't close your eyes.
If you want to change to an outsider, it is quiet for half a night, slightly grunting, not deaf, the moonlight is shallow, the sound of insects fluctuates, and it is not usually peaceful. The little brother on the bed, lying there, occasionally turning over, didn't necessarily have any pain.
For Qiu Huitian, it was purgatory.
At this time, there is a prison, and the name of the prison is indispensable. (To be continued......)