The governor of Nagalil is roughly equivalent to the governor of the Federation of Baylor, but with a slight difference.

Here, the provincial governor is the existence of the military and the government, but he is not without opponents, his opponent is the high priest.

People are subservient to the arrangement of power, but they believe in the gods, which also maintains a strange balance between the regime and the theocracy.

In general, the provincial governor has great power, but he can't cover the sky with one hand.

"Didn't your boss come with you?", Asr's father took his hand warmly and asked about Lynch.

Asr had suggested in a letter from years ago that his boss might come here to invest, and he knew his father well, an old man who couldn't hide his thoughts, or rather liked to show off.

He likes to show off his successes to others, for example, he has a son who has the right to settle in a foreign country, for example, his son will mail him some living expenses every month, for example, his son is a big man in the company, a manager......

He likes to say this, it makes other people respect him, he doesn't have to bump into the untouchables every time he goes out on the street, and enjoys everything that only old men can enjoy, such as distance.

Hate?

It's a local culture, and maybe Asr's father used to think that curses were valid, but now, he doesn't care.

When local officials heard from some people that Asr's boss was coming to invest, Asr's family status improved significantly.

Officials kept asking when Asr's boss would come, what kind of investment he would bring, and what kind of factory he would build here......

In addition to these officials, the locals are also concerned about these issues, as they will also affect their lives.

The formation of a small ecological and economic environment around a factory is the most normal situation in this era, once the investment is determined, it means that the factory will recruit workers, some people can hold the iron rice bowl, and more people will usher in some changes in income.

Many people came to visit Asr's father, so he gradually became a well-known person in the city, sometimes some festivals, political events, religious activities, he would be invited to participate, and he felt more and more important.

It was at this time that the steamer that was about to set sail after the end of the supply sounded, and the captain did not seem to like to spend even a minute longer in this place.

Along the way, the captain and the sailors would have an in-depth conversation with some of the native girls in need near the harbor and leave something behind, except for here, when they were about to leave as soon as they were recharged, as if they hated it.

The sound of the loud whistle made Asr glance back at the passenger ship that was about to set sail, and he looked back with an indescribable sense of loss.

The father and brothers in front of him also became extremely strange, not at all as cordial as when they communicated in the letters, everyone seemed to be the most familiar stranger, the enthusiastic smirk on their faces, the greed in their eyes, all of which made Asr a little uncomfortable.

However, he still answered the question, "I will come over around mid-March, and my boss still has some things to deal with......

"And that's two weeks from now?", Asr's father clapped his hands, "It's a good time!"

As for why this time is good, in fact, he doesn't know, he just said this is just a habit, a habit that begins to integrate into the upper class, habitually affirming everyone and everything, which is also characteristic of Nagalil.

"Let's go back first, you must be tired!"

To Asr's astonished gaze, his eldest brother drove a car that looked like it had been produced ten years ago, or more.

It also retains the most bizarre and common aesthetic characteristics of people of the previous era.

His eldest brother patted the car body, "I didn't expect it, we have already driven the car ......", his tone revealed a kind of pride that made Asr cry and laugh, and it was also very strange, and he even asked Asr, "Did you have your own car when you were in the Federation?"

Asr smiled, and his eldest brother didn't continue to ask, but from his expression, he seemed to think that Asr didn't have his own car yet.

As he sat in the car with the oncoming stinking wind, Asr suddenly understood something.

When he returned home, the small dilapidated house in his memory was gone, replaced by a house that looked no less beautiful than his detached house in the Baile Federation, and even more beautiful and larger.

The religious culture of Nagalil has long been permeated in every corner of life, even the buildings, every brick, every stone pillar, there are patterns or carvings with religious colors.

Together, these things make the house look more than just luxurious, but also imbued with a kind of theocratic dignity.

The house was in a yard, and Asr was a little curious, "I remember that there were some neighbors next to us. ”

His father nodded proudly and said, "Yes, but because we built a new house, they left here!"

Getting rid of those neighbors was not a shame for Asr's father, but a source of pride, which most people in society could not do, but he could, and that was where he was proud.

Asr was stunned for a moment, the culture and education he received in the Baile Federation over the years had given him something more valuable, that is, morality, he didn't think it was something worth showing off, in order to build his house better, there was a bigger yard, not only to tear down other people's houses, but also to drive those people away, what a cruel and terrible thing!

But these people in front of him felt that this was a matter of pride, and he was becoming more and more uncomfortable with everything here, and his father and his brothers were completely different from what was described in the letter.

He silently followed his father and brother into the room, and his mother and his brothers' wives were already kneeling at the door to welcome the return of the male protagonists.

Nagalil is a typical patriarchal society, women have no status to speak of, and Asr is a little uncomfortable to let his eldest brother's wife take off his own shoes, and wash his toes with water and put on new shoes for himself, all of which he feels embarrassed, but everyone else thinks it's normal.

The men of the family came to the living room and sat on benches made of green vines, which were so resilient when dried that some high priests or those in power would have in their homes.

The men sat and the women knelt in a row and handed them spiced boiled milk, some local pastries, and said that they were the mistresses of the family rather than the servants of the family.

"Why does your boss suddenly want to invest in us, is there anything worth investing here?", Asr's father asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Everyone knows how poor Nagalil is, and although many people say that it is rich in minerals, no rich deposits have been found until now.

The only thing that can be used is probably spices, many, many years ago, Nagalil spices were very famous, but with the development of chemistry, some expensive spices have been replaced by flavors, and they have become less valuable.

Except for a few top wealthy people who have a demand for natural spices, ordinary people don't care whether the taste they taste comes from some blades of grass or chemical additives.

Asr was silent for a while, and then said as Lynch had said, "Labor here is ......very cheap," he said, and took the cup from his eldest brother's wife, which contained milk boiled with some spices.

Before you even take a bite, you can smell a very strange smell.

These milks are freshly squeezed, and the spices are all fresh, this smell is very strange, fishy, and sassy, and a little spice fragrance, looking at the spice leaves that are constantly churning in the milk, Asr doesn't want to drink it.

Although he didn't want to drink, he said "thank you" anyway.

In Nagalil, if relatives come to the house, it is usually the wife of the eldest boy in the family who comes out to entertain the guests, which is a rule, a custom.

Asr was accustomed to being cautious in the Byle Federation, and his words of thanks made his father, his eldest brother, change their faces slightly.

After the two of them glanced coldly at the woman who was already kneeling on the ground, Asr's father smiled and said, "You don't need to thank her, that's what she should do." ”

"She eats us, drinks us, wears ours, we give her shelter from the elements, and everything she does is what she is supposed to do. ”

"I know it's a habit you developed in that part of the Federation, but you're back at home, and you don't need that!"

As he spoke, his father casually twisted out some black and yellow powdered crystal-like seasoning from the spice jar next to him, and sprinkled it into the cup containing milk in Asr's hand, "Drink it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold." ”

After taking a sip of boiled milk from the messy taste, Asr almost spit it out, and after swallowing it in his mouth with the discomfort, he never wanted to touch it again.

His father asked, "What is your factory going to do, and how many people are there?", and he began to show off again, "I can be regarded as a person of some prestige now, and I can solve some things for you, do you know what I mean?"

Asr nodded and said something Lynch had told him.

The more he talked, the more strange he felt about this family, not only this family, but the whole of Nagalil seemed to be different from what he remembered.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that at night he was ready to go to bed, but his eldest brother's wife entered his room wearing light clothes and blushing......