In order to avoid financial problems in the future, Xia Lin decided to start implementing another important income project for the industrial park in the future, that is, the use of glass, glucose, and silver ammonia solutions to make mirrors.

Mirrors play an extremely important role in life, since the discovery of a smooth and flat plane can reflect their own appearance, human beings in history continue to pursue things that can reflect their own mirrors more clearly, and glass mirrors are undoubtedly the ultimate product that human beings can find with this function.

A glass mirror that can reflect the state of human appearance can undoubtedly arouse the crazy pursuit of countless aristocratic women, and the market in this area is also amazing.

Xia Lin's various products on hand, although they can bring quite a lot of profits, but limited by the scale of production and raw materials, can basically only slowly increase the income of the industrial park, and the mirror is different, the source of raw materials is abundant, and the cost is almost none, this kind of product can obviously bring huge profits to the New Leaf Chamber of Commerce.

For the mirror project, Xia Lin had expectations for a long time, but he only recently met the conditions for the implementation of the project.

For glass, one of the mirror substrates, the glass workshop has been able to stably produce a product about the size of a palm, and glucose can be obtained by heating and hydrolyzing it in an acidic environment with starch as a raw material, and the remaining obstacle to establishing this profitable channel is ammonia for the preparation of silver ammonia solution.

On April 12th, the various personnel and institutions under the Xinye Chamber of Commerce, including the factories in the Xinglan Industrial Park, the Xinglan Primary School, the R&D Center, and the inspection offices in the new district, received an order that stunned the people in charge of these institutions.

Sending off the members of the New Leaf Chamber of Commerce, who were in charge of conveying the instructions, Walker Ward, the director of the Blackstone Neighborhood Patrol Office, walked out of his office with a stinky horse face, a cane in one hand, and a stack of notices in the other, and glanced at the only five inspectors in the Patrol Office, Walker Ward stepped forward and slapped the stack of notices on the table of a young man who was different from the other inspectors in the Patrol Office:

"Stowe, you go and put these signs up in the block, and tell everyone about what is written on them!"

「…… Be! Director Walker!"

The young man, Stowe, had a gloomy face, but he bowed his head and took the notices, ready to read them and get up and bring the necessary tools to post them.

After the gray organization was swept away, the security of the new district was much better than before, and during this period the industrial park was booming, and the people in the new area were also stained, and most of us had a stable livelihood, and life was much better than before, and the law and order were improved day by day.

Nowadays, the patrol station still has to carry out two irregular patrols a day, but the burden is much less, and it is only the task of posting notices to convey the instructions of the lord, that is, President Charin Carr, so things such as the lake, brushes, paper, and dipping pens are always on hand in the inspection center.

….

Stowe was timid and wooden, and if it weren't for the fight for a bite to eat, he wouldn't have joined the New Army, and although he worked hard to complete his training in the New Army, and his training was not bad, he did not perform very well in the battle that was named the Battle of Southeast Gate within the New Army.

And after the battle, he also got what the deputy head of the regiment Xia Lin said about post-traumatic stress disorder, and after many treatments had no effect, he asked for his own opinion and was sent to this Blackstone Patrol Station as a small inspector.

Although he now has the salary of the patrol station, food and clothing, and a little power, Stowe still looks like a timid and wooden person, and he still remembers the scene that night, on the ruins of the collapsed city wall, the surrounding comrades, under the orders of the commander, one by one to top the gaps that those terrible black-armored soldiers rushed through, and then one after another were killed by swords and spears.

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If it wasn't that he hesitated for a moment because of fear at that time, he didn't follow his team leader to rush forward, but avoided the soldier commissioners who supervised the battle and hid behind the bunker to pretend to provide fire support, I am afraid that he was already a corpse, and even the soldiers in their platoon were all killed on the spot after the battle, so no one found out about his performance of disobeying orders and retreating on the battlefield, but was considered the lucky one of the 2213 class and gained a lot of benefits.

Now that he had settled down at the Patrol House, he no longer had to deal with that scene, but Stowe was still haunted by the horror of that day.

After the war, the comrades-in-arms he saw who got along with him day and night turned into corpses, staring at his appearance blankly, turning into nightmares that kept haunting him, making him emaciated, and he only had a taciturn appearance on weekdays, and it was difficult to get along with other colleagues.

In addition, everyone else in the Blackstone Patrol Station is more or less disabled, but he is the only one who is able-bodied, so he is often ostracized by others, such as the director who also likes to give him some chores.

But even so, the notice handed to him by the director today, after Stowe read it a few times with the imperial script he had learned in the night literacy class of the new army, he still showed a look of surprise and disbelief, and he quickly got up to find the director of the director's room under the surprised eyes of others, and asked with some hesitation:

"Director, is it true that this industrial park buys urine? How could Deputy Head Xia Lin give such an order?"

"Of course it's true, in the future, you will be responsible for the matter of our inspection of the urine purchased, this matter is very important to Viscount Xia Lin, you have to do a good job for our inspection office!"

Also, now that Viscount Xia Lin is already the deputy division commander, you should change your name!"

Director Walker replied with a calm face and some impatience when he heard Stowe's question.

「……」

I didn't expect that I was actually put on such a chore, and Stowe's gloomy face became more and more gloomy.

"Why, you don't want to?"

Seeing that Stowe, who had suffered from some trauma and what he was sick with, and that he and his group of heroes had come to inspect the blessings he had enjoyed, seemed to want to disobey his orders, Director Walker's stern gaze fell on Stowe.

"Yes! Sir......"

In the end, Stowe was unable to resist Walker's pressure and accepted the errand.

"Now that you've accepted it, go ahead and put up notices, remember to explain the contents of these notices to the neighbors, and someone will come to collect urine at the end of every decade, and when you're done with this, find someone to build a few sheds near the toilet to store those things!"

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