In the morning, Nieto got up. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he makes his daily itinerary like a clockwork clock. As a Mexican, he has a rare air of indifference, and others think he is weird, but no one knows what he has experienced in the past.

Smuggled from Mexico to the United States and from the United States to Cuba. Nieto had seen so much death along the way, and the young man who had just passed his twentieth birthday at the sight of corpses and blood had just passed his twentieth birthday.

The servant arranged breakfast for Nieto and brought the day's schedule by the way. Semi-literate, he learned English and Spanish in a very short period of time, and now he is the sheriff of the port of Havana for the 'Aurora Legion', with five or six hundred men under his command, and also serves as a customs officer.

It's just that no one is optimistic about this appointment, and everyone thinks it's just an over-the-top character. Nieto's position was a reward for him by His Excellency the Legionnaire, and there was some rumor that the Mexican had inadvertently done His Excellency the Legion Commander a great favor. In fact, Nieto himself is not very confident that he can do a good job.

Surprisingly, Nieto, who had only been a peasant in the past, did a good job in this position. He is always very diligent with a cold face, and he is busy every day, and his subordinates are naturally busy. A lot of people are saying behind their backs, 'This Mexican is gloomy and scary, he used to be a big drug lord or something.'"

Drug baron? Poor Nieto was the only drug he had been exposed to in the past was big * hemp, and he was still forced to take it. After retrieving a life from the battlefield, he has a deep hatred for any drugs. Especially the big * hemp, which will bring back his extremely painful memories.

As sheriff, Nieto's task is to make constant rounds and rounds and patrols. He always walked from one patrol to the next, and then tirelessly inspected all the import and export supplies, trying to do everything he could.

The businessmen who came to Havana were also afraid of Nieto, this guy did not look like a Mexican at all, no bribe could make him move, the only thing that could make him act was the orders of his superiors. He once hoisted a merchant trying to buy him from the boom of a dock crane for a whole day, and no one despised him after that.

According to the memorandum of the itinerary, a new commodity will appear in the market at the pier today - matches. Nieto will go and see that every time a new product comes out of the factory in Havana, it will cause a sensation in the market, because these products are often urgently needed by society, and the rush of merchants always causes chaos.

Matches are one of the most urgently needed items.

In the past, lighters were used for ignition, or their own ignition devices were provided on the stove. But now the industrial system has collapsed, and cheap and convenient lighters are almost extinct. Whoever has a lightweight lighter can sell it for a good price.

No fire is a nuisance. When lighters were scarce, ordinary people had to do everything they could to light them. Someone once ran several kilometers to find a fire in search of a fire, and this kind of thing is not a joke.

Since lighters are considered authentic industrial products and not low-value items, Zhou Qingfeng has no way to bring them from the real world. So he got an old match production line that no one wanted. This is also the waste equipment of an old factory in Northeast China, with a full set of equipment of only 50,000 yuan, which was purely purchased at the price of scrap iron.

The machine processes the wood into matchsticks, air drying, dipping medicine and other processes are all electrically driven and completed automatically. All raw materials can be found in Cuba, and it took only a week to set up the factory. The only headache was that there was no qualified box, and Miss Fox had to hire workers to pack matches in a crude and bulky wooden box.

The reappearance of matches solves the big problem of igniting fires in the wasteland, and the merchants are simply crazy to buy them. An old production line with an industrialized production capacity of almost 200,000 boxes per day.

Zhou Qingfeng originally felt that this output should be completely sufficient, and there would even be a backlog of inventory. But he didn't expect that the inhabitants of the wasteland who couldn't light a fire in their lives would have a huge need for matches. The matches that are put on the market every day are sold out in less than half an hour.

The match looks inconspicuous, but the sales volume is large, the market is wide, and the initial profit reaches an astonishing 500 percent. As soon as it appeared, it surpassed the old clothes to become the new fist product of the 'Aurora Army', and it was very good to return the money spent by the Legion to purchase various raw materials, and Lena had already asked for at least ten more match production lines.

As for Nieto, he loved to go to the market every day and watch the merchants grab their heads for a few boxes of matches. In fact, the people in the entire 'Aurora Legion' system like to watch others snap up the products they produce, and the honor and pride are extremely exciting.

"We will definitely be able to restore human civilization." Nieto had just escaped illiteracy, but he deeply realized that the meaning of the word civilization is that life is getting better and better. And when he walked around the market, he also found another new product that had been launched silently - soap.

Soap made from whale oil, square, piece by piece. It also seems inconspicuous, but it is also a necessity of life, and the sales situation is very good.

In the past, whale oil was mainly used in industry and lighting, but the refineries of the Aurora Army could produce kerosene, and the role of whale oil in lighting was greatly reduced. Due to the fish-smelling smell of whale oil, this oil is also not suitable for consumption, making it a good use for soap.

However, whales are not available every day, so soap production is not high, and it is often a priority to meet the needs within the legion. When soap is sold in the market, it also puts merchants in Havana in a state of scrambling for quotations. It's almost the norm in the Havana market, and it's noisy every day.

After a morning of inspections, Nieto was satisfied with the area under his jurisdiction. The vigorous sales situation is always full of vitality and vitality, and he is also full of confidence. Lunch at noon also surprised Nieto again, and the greenhouse built by the Legion began to serve vegetables.

God is pitiful, eating canned and dry bread for months, and the person who eats it really wants to hang himself. Since the canteen within the legion provides food to all subordinates, basically there is no choice about what food to eat. Nieto remembers that when the fishing boats brought in a large amount of krill, the whole canteen was full, and many people lined up for a bite of shrimp.

And now the vegetables are ......, and the production is not enough to supply public servants. After all, the health of the bureaucracy is related to whether the legion can effectively rule the whole society. Today's service is mung bean sprouts, which are simply boiled in water and then salted.

This super simple cooking method made Nieto even shed tears when he took a bite of it, and how much bitterness and hardship did he go through in order to eat this ordinary vegetable again? The people who can still eat it now are definitely the rulers of the upper class.

Just as he was about to leave, two men in black uniforms approached him and asked, "Are you Nieto?" ”

"Yes." Nieto quickly stood up, knowing who was in front of him.

"We are from the Legion Investigation Bureau, and we are recruiting a group of Mexicans to carry out a special assignment assigned by the corps commander. However, since you are already a mid-level civil servant in the Legion, we do not make it mandatory. I just want to ask if you would like to take on this dangerous mission? The man in black said.

"I am absolutely loyal to His Excellency the Legion Commander, and am willing to complete any task he assigns." Without hesitation, Nieto agreed. In the vigorous legion, he also has a dream of making contributions in his heart. (To be continued.) )