get-shopping Chapter 113.1: Yang's Entrustment
Chapter 113.1: Yang's Entrustment
Chapter 113.1: Yang's Entrustment
Over 20 orcs had been rescued on the day the undead took control of Weisshem. After being fed and well-rested for close to 10 days, some adult orcs expressed a desire to leave and find their families. Rex, of course, wouldn't force them to stay and generously provided them with supplies and travel expenses before seeing them off.
After they were allowed to leave freely, the remaining 17 orcs trusted Rex even more.
Rex did not discriminate against the orc race and didn't mind that these orcs had been forced into dirty "professions." He carefully considered how to arrange these orcs that chose to stay voluntarily and, on Ji Tang's suggestion, decided to make them workers.
The orcs possessed a certain level of work capability after having recovered. Positions in the oil mill which required physical strength but weren't too taxing were rather suitable for the orcs.
With the restoration of electricity and the activation of the oil mill, Rex immediately called Ossirian and several adult orcs to learn how to operate these machines.
After Zhao Zhenzhen and Ji Tang debugged the machines and demonstrated how to pre-process soybeans for oil pressing with a steam-frying machine and how to use a fully automatic tofu machine to make tofu from the oil cake after pressing, they patiently explained the steps once and let four orcs practice hands-on in pairs.
The orc race had a lifespan approximately twice that of humans, and despite their lack of proper education, their longer life experience endowed them with wisdom not inferior to that of humans.
In the beginning, Ossirian and the others were still somewhat hesitant and dared not touch the expensive-looking machinery, but after being corrected by Ji Tang a few times, they gradually became more comfortable and soon were hands-on with the machines.
Chinese civil and agricultural machinery had always evolved toward foolproof operation, and the ultimate goal was to make it easy even for novices to operate. Learning was, of course, not difficult.
The orcs focused on learning to operate the machine, and after observing for a while and determining that everything was fine, Zhao Zhenzhen, Ji Tang, and Rex walked to the side to discuss management matters related to the oil mill.
"Given the influx of affordable fabrics, local farmer households can hardly produce any spare coins. We can't charge fees for pressing oil," Ji Tang spoke first.
Leaning alongside the wall and silently listening, Lowell was surprised to hear that they wouldn't charge fees.
"Indeed, it isn't necessary to charge fees. Profit for this factory should be focused on tofu production," Zhao Zhenzhen said, nodding her head. "The adjacent storefront can be used to sell affordable tofu. Get a few people to be in charge, directly coordinate with the oil press factory, and settle payments on a weekly basis, ensuring mutual profitability."
Ji Tang clapped his hands together. "The people at the resettlement points can do this job."
"The oil mill and affordable tofu production have to have local townspeople for the workforce. If everyone is our people, it won't be conducive for local people to accept this matter in the early stages," Zhao Zhenzhen replied.
The two couldn't explain too much to him, so Ji Tang said, "Let's focus on the current tasks. I'll go get a few people to spread the news of free oil pressing at the oil mill in the market Oh, Rex, you need to contact the people at the post office. When the mailman goes to the countryside to deliver letters, ask him to also spread our message to the villages. Also, you're in charge of the coal yard; have them deliver the coal briquettes we ordered previously."
"I'll go pick out a few people at the resettlement points, then get a clerk to arrange for a few industrious housewives to come and learn with Ossirian. We'll solve all the issues of worker training by today," Zhao Zhenzhen said.
Before Rex could ask further questions, these two highly proactive members of the national team had already pushed him into action.
As the three left the oil mill, running hastily, Lowell, who was full of questions, didn't even have a chance to stop Rex and inquire
"Heh, young people When enthusiasm arises, it's inevitable for them to overlook others. Please don't mind their impoliteness, Inspector," Yang Qiu said cheerily.
Lowell turned over, a complicated expression on his face. He found it notably hard to express himself in words.
"I must say this is truly an eye-opener for me." The black-robed inspector rubbed his temples awkwardly. "Your undead, they are even more even more"
"More like qualified rulers," Yang Qiu finished the words that the inspector couldn't bring himself to say. "When power is in their hands, they think more about how to use it to improve the lives of the local people. They believe power is an honor, but more so a responsibility. And this should be the disposition that normal leaders ought to have."
At this point, Yang Qiu deliberately paused, wiped off the seemingly non-provocative smile that made Lowell uneasy, and said, "When a king is crowned, the oath always includes promises to bless his subjects. When a king allocates territory to nobles, the nobles also swear to treat the people on the land kindly
"Just that these fancy words can never be treated as true and taken seriously. Once the coronation ceremony is over, the king cares more about which noble is more loyal to him. After enfeoffment, nobles care more about how much profit they can squeeze from the common folk.
"On the other hand, 'for the people' has been faithfully executed by these undead. They care if farmers are able to afford the cost of oil pressing, if the town's residents have a sufficiently rich variety of food, if the local population can survive the difficulties of unemployment, and they care if those poor souls, previously toyed with by fate, are able to support themselves and continue living on with dignity.
"Seeing them like this makes you, as revered high-level ascetic, feel torn because you have witnessed countless coronation ceremonies of kings and enfeoffment ceremonies of noble lords. You have deeply accepted that virtuous 'for the people' is mainly empty rhetoric.
"You instinctively resist this reality that would make you embarrassed. You feel that the actions of the undead are naive, childish, and ignorant of the hardships of the world. You genuinely believe that our undead friends and the inexperienced youngster, Rex, absolutely will not succeed; they would only be smacked hard by harsh reality. And you can't help but want to remind Rex not to be too idealistic. Am I right, revered inspector?"
Purple veins bulged on Inspector Lowell's forehead as he took a deep breath and uttered through gritted teeth, "Are you picking a fight, Yang?"
"Of course not." Yang Qiu still smiled warmly. "Please believe me, I have no intention of offending you, Inspector. There's just one thing I need to confirm."