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January 2, 1350, noon.

It took three or four days for the Touring Sect to finally complete the Foundation's internal personnel count.

Since many of them have almost no permanent residence, no family, and no main residential address, they come to help when they need it, and wander around the East End to work when they don't need it, which is still very troublesome to count.

The data from a round of investigation made the expressions of everyone who had stayed up for two nights look bad, and the employees in the foundation died of illness, and nearly a third of them were lost at once. If it weren't for the East End, where there is plenty of foot traffic and labor, their processing plants and food factories would have been shut down.

In addition to this, the reduction of literate staff is a major problem.

"Daisy has agreed to come and work...... But she is still in school, she can only come two days a week, and she can only get a weekly salary for a month, which is considered a work-study program. ”

In fact, Daisy's place could be temporarily given to someone else, she already had a fund grant of 3 pence, and now she had an extra 50 pounds in compensation, and there were many people who needed help more than her. By the way, does Daisy still hold a funeral for her family? Her sister and mother are not already ......"

“…… Yes, the only way to do this was the collective requiem funeral in the church to prevent the spread of the curse, and the cremation and burial were so rushed that the families didn't even know where their families were buried. ”

“…… Alas. ”

"Besides, we lack at least five clerks, does the daughter of the old Kohler family know how to read?"

"Taylor can't read, it's too late to learn, and she's only fifteen years old, so she has to come to work like Daisy."

"I heard that because the elder Kohler is not dead, his family will not receive the casualty allowance from the government......"

"But his lungs are badly damaged! Stimulated by the cold air and Bakeland's pollution, his life is already counting down, can't he get casualty compensation?! ”

"It's much more serious than his family. A less serious one like the old Kohler would at least have one or two more days to live, and those who also had Taylor, a young workforce at home, had to be a little behind, at least behind Daisy. ”

"Workers are easier to recruit, and it happens that there is no work during this time, so I have to count the pension. Recruiting directly after the year will definitely not be short of manpower. Clerks are not too urgent, there are not many shortages, and there should still be some literate girls in the East District. ”

"By the way, our accountant is gone."

"Ms. Arlene's vacancy is indeed difficult to fill......"

"Ademisor hold on first?"

"I'm fine. However, when I looked at the file, I noticed that Ms. Yalian also had a son. ”

"He? He can't, although he can read but can't keep accounts, Ms. Yalian was originally a female governess, but because her husband died of illness, she had to move to the East End, and after she moved in, she had no time to teach her son mathematics. ”

"And the mother and son died together, the gentleman's mental and mental state is really worrying......"

The Foundation's top brass sat around a long table that was filled with files, papers, and many handwritten work contracts.

Sean went through the list that was only half as thin as the original, and asked tentatively: "What do you think of giving a fixed pension to the families of our workers who died in an accident on a capitation basis, and giving priority to them when recruiting workers?" ”

Gavin immediately disagreed: "There is no problem with a fixed amount of pension, but if you give priority to the employee's family members when recruiting, it will be unfair to others." After all, there are probably no dead people in every household in the East Side now, and the families of employees need to work, and other people also have families, and they also need to work. ”

Ademisor turned to Maria and asked, "Miss Maria, have you decided on the amount of your pension?" ”

Maria was carefully flipping through the papers—it was the first time something of this kind had happened in her jurisdiction (after all, she had only been here for ten years), and she didn't have much experience herself, so she looked for the work records of other seniors in the organization—and she did the math:

"The main losses are the two processing plants under my name, one of which has been established for six years and the other for five years."

"I decided to calculate the pension on the basis of years of service, at £20 a year."

In the East End, there is a great deal of uncertainty about any job, and it is all too common for you to work without getting paid. And it is already unimaginable that you have a stable job, a decent salary, and a normal salary every week. Most of the people in the factory don't leave when they come, so most of them have more than two years of service, and even if they were newly recruited during the expansion last year, they stayed for at least two or three months, and at most, their families could get seven or eight pounds.

"A very generous pension."

"A pension of 20~120 pounds is enough for some people to move out of the East End and find a new job, right? If they want to. ”

"What about those who don't have families?"

"If you don't have family members, you can only save them first, and we don't have the extra energy to contact their relatives in other cities at the moment."

"I think it would ease our financial pressure by allowing the family to choose whether to get a pension or a job...... After all, we still have £1,600 on our books......"

"That's a good idea, so let's talk about how many pounds of pension should be used as the dividing line......

They chatted until noon, and the restaurant next door delivered the takeout downstairs, and they were still talking about these issues when they went downstairs to eat.

By the way, the waiter at the restaurant brought a newspaper as requested, and several people looked at it, but they still did not see the words "poisonous gas", "deliberately poisoned by cult members", or "terrorist attack" from it.

This is already the fifth day, and the Great Smog Incident in the Eastern District has been characterized, and it seems that it is destined to wait for the Kingdom to announce the truth.

And there is another theory circulating in the extraordinary world: the third prince, Edsaac Augustus, was bewitched by a witch, which led to this tragedy.

But this theory is very vague, whether the witch who bewitched the prince came to the East End to poison him, and if not, what is the relationship between the two? Could this be another large-scale event of the Witch Sect exposed to the eyes of the world? What's more, in the extraordinary world, most people can't afford to make a profit, could it be that the witch bewitched the prince just to hurt the civilians of the Eastern District?

However, 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.

Ademisor read the newspaper over and over again, and the recruitment page was unprecedentedly two pages, and it seems that this big smog has really hurt the vitality of the major factories.

"The Great Smog ......" he said to himself dreamily, but he had never been awake, "The Great Smog incident has objectively completed the population cleanup of the Eastern District and increased the proportion of young and middle-aged people; It has also been able to make the House of Representatives and the government aware of the problem of pollution, to promote anthracite, to establish a long-delayed environmental protection law, and to make factory owners willing to commit to a maximum working hour of ...... in the short term."

Therefore, it also attracts the labor force from the surrounding area, attracts more people to come to the East District to develop and work, and spontaneously achieves population flow and labor renewal. In this way, the factory owners will soon not have to worry about no one being available, and will even go back to the original regulations, business as usual, abolish the maximum working hours, and the smog will not delay them from continuing to make money. ”

“…… So, in fact, this thing is good for everyone, except for the people of the Eastern Side, right? ”

396

Frank gave away all the produce he had, leaving only a few fry. He was concentrating on the new experiments he had been allowed to conduct, and was looking forward to the feedback from the "mentor".

When it was first improved, the captain proposed to add some possible weaknesses to the fish to prevent them from accidentally losing and overflowing, affecting other creatures. Frank repeatedly assures him that his fish is docile, that it only has a prey and that it will melt beyond fifty degrees. But Cordelia repeatedly asked for it, so Frank improved his own special fish food, which was fed to stabilize the fish's genes.

The first to see the improved fish food and was graciously invited by Frank to feed the fish was silent, her real purpose was to get the Achilles' heel of the fish from Frank (she didn't dare to say it directly, for fear that Frank would think she was reminding him), so that these magical creatures could accidentally disappear one day.

"Captain, won't you eat?" Frank's innocent smile surrounded Gardelia, making her dizzy and difficult to see. On the plate is fragrant fried fish in red wine, a large piece of fish meat is slightly yellow, using the production method of Intis, the fish is tender and juicy, without fish bones, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, naturally with the aroma of red wine, which makes people have an appetite when they smell it.

But, but...... Even if the liquid smells like red wine and tastes like red wine, it's still fish blood!

Gardelia couldn't eat. Gadelia quietly fed it to the Queen's messenger, who bullied the cultivator for not being good at seeing his own small movements, but the messenger accepted it happily, and even liked the spiritual fish.

Then, along with the rest of the crew, she destroyed Frank's horrible new food, and the only one who was interested in it and really wanted to taste it was Heath Doyle, but they didn't let him eat it.

Frank was pleasantly surprised to see his new product swept away, and asked for their testimonials one by one, but soon he was distressed to find that none of them seemed to be familiar with the cooking skills of this fish, and each of them was at a loss and could not give constructive advice.

So he wrote a product introduction of genetically modified food in the format sent by the "mentor", attached a detailed introduction and regulations, and sacrificed the remaining fish fry after they grew up.

In the afternoon, when he was pondering whether to go to the restaurant to buy a few ready-made roast chickens at his own expense when he went ashore tomorrow, or to buy live chickens and come back to roast them himself, his spiritual consciousness suddenly rang as if someone had pulled the bell, and he already understood what this kind of spiritual consciousness with cold hands and feet and fear represented, and immediately stood up and prayed facing his workbench:

"The Lord of the Lost Nation, the Great Being of the World......

"The Instructor of Narrative Knowledge, the Perpetual Decline, the Great 'Guru'......"

- Gadelia had asked Frank to say this honorific name, one by one, and for a moment each time, and Cardelia didn't want to be watched by a hidden presence, but she did need to confirm the status of the crew.

If Frank had become a god and had been polluted, she would have had to dump him off the ship.

However, Frank does not show signs of being tainted by an evil being, as evidenced by his continued fanatical belief in Mother Earth. In addition, this honorific name also made Gardelia a little puzzled, she suspected that this was a hidden sage, but Frank didn't look like he had been instilled with knowledge, maybe this was a high-level powerhouse in the way of "voyeurs", "not belonging to this world" and "lost country" may refer to the Quaternary or earlier countries, which may be the key to analyzing the identity of this strong man.

She wanted to write to the queen to ask about it, but she was afraid of angering this powerful man, who was probably not hostile, so she put it on hold for the time being.

Back in the present, a faint light flashed, and there was a thin document on the desk.

Frank held it in both hands in excitement, and several pieces of paper were pinned together by a paper clip, and there were five or six pieces of paper pinched together.

The first page is a page and a half of letterhead written in a neat and aesthetically pleasing font, first praising Frank's creativity with a polite preciousness, then describing his choice of cooking method, and describing in more detail the changes in the cooking of this fish. These Franks had observed them many times, but it was a little touching to see the diners so carefully.

“…… There are many advantages, such as the delicious taste, the ease of cooking, and the attractive aroma of red wine carried by the fish even if it is not seasoned...... Secondly, it contains a wealth of spirituality, although it is not much, but it also has the effect of supplementing spirituality for those who are extraordinary in the middle and low sequences (this tone, it is a high sequence!). Frank's surprise was followed by an unexpected ecstasy. ）…… There is almost no food waste, it is easy to handle, the fish bones and bone marrow are almost completely melted, and the freshness effect is remarkable, which is not much different from the MSG that is indispensable for aristocratic cooking......"

Then the insightful diner talked about the shortcomings: the product positioning is subtle, and the high is not low. The abundance of spirituality means that the circulation in the ordinary market is limited, and the main eaters will be extraordinary. The taste of the red wine is the lowest grade of the Misty winery, and it is unattractive to the rich and noble. The main thing is that fish blood is red wine can be a little difficult to accept and needs more packaging.

Finally, the diner once again politely praised the developer and expressed his expectation for other products to follow.

This feedback made Frank almost burst into tears, and he made up his mind that he would definitely work for this gentleman (ma'am?) in the future. Deliver more delicious new products.

The shortcomings are indeed in the word, and Frank also thinks of them, after all, red wine fish is actually his own whim, in fact, red wine is not a necessity of life, and after it is really done, it makes him a little unsure how to further promote it.

Romance

The second, third, and fourth servings were all made of the same kind of paper and seemed to be eaten together.

The three diners each chose a different method, sashimi, pan-fried soup, and ...... Raw?

This act inevitably reminded him of the Rose Bishop on his ship.

The second one seems to have been written by a man with a primary education, and the diction is relatively simple, and he chose the same way as the first diner, but the choice of words and sentences and the level of detail are very different, and Frank reads it with relish.

The third part was a little more refined in its wording—yes, sophisticated, with some rather elegant words, as if he had been more educated than the previous one, and the way the sashimi was eaten made Frank feel a little curious, and the downside was that the fishy smell was a bit strong, but overall it was praised.

4th place......

"The meat is good, it absorbs quickly and the blood tastes good. This is a good sacrifice, praise the Lord, and you have to work hard for the Lord. ”

Ah......h

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

Frank quickly cut the part and burned it.

It's really a secret prayer person! He was frightened for a while, and then unexpectedly excited, it was the Aurora Club that wrote product feedback to himself! There was nothing to be proud of in this matter, but he was inexplicably proud.

He looked at the papers, touched them and touched them, reluctantly smoothed the creases, and put them in the file bag.

TBC

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"Your Excellency, what do the three of us ......think about eating?"

"Well, I've read them all, and you've written them all very well. Overall, the highest score is A. He was filled with gratitude to the Lord after eating the sacrament, much more affectionate than your dry feedback. ”

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