stonecrandall Chapter 231
Chapter 231
Large factories sprang up, and adult men came and went, pushing carts, loaded with iron ore, and constantly transporting them into the hot factories.
There are no fierce and vicious, armed overseers.
There is no need to collect blocks of boulders, day and night, and build those walls that are used to lock up the country.
At the entrance of the factory, giant mushroom-like umbrellas were held up, and women of Wano Country with smiles on their faces handed bowls of red bean soup mixed with ice residue to thirsty workers.
At the same time, in the outer area of this large factory, on the vast barren land, there were many young children, giggling and carrying small bags containing plant seeds, holding a small shovel in their hands, and planting the seeds of trees, flowers and plants into the soil under the instructions of some old people.
Not far away, there was a heavily armed man with a brand-new gun in his hand, a long knife and a short knife pinned to his waist, staring intently at the movements around him.
The children occasionally looked at the weapons and equipment on these strong men with envious and longing eyes, and were softly reprimanded by the old people and continued to plant trees.
Strangely, in the eyes of these old people and children, there is no fear and disgust for strong men.
The factory and the workers, armed men and young and old, seemed so incongruous, but they were at peace with each other.
This is the Hejiu Well of Wano Country, a hell where prisoners were once held and persecuted the people of Wano Country to quarry and mine day and night.
"Old Crowe, you pretend less, you see that you are old, if you can't do it, just go to me evenly."
On the way to the factory, a tall man with bare arms and sharp muscles pushed a cart filled with iron ore in his hands.
Under the scorching sun, he was constantly sweating.
Not far behind him, there was another cart, and the person pushing it was an old man with half-white hair.
The old man looked a little malnourished, his body was dry, and while panting, he pushed hard more ore than the strong man.
"Get out! Langmu, the idea of beating the old man these ores, these ores, but related to my Crowe family, the new house that is about to be added, I have been single for fifty-five years. When I have a house, he, I'll marry a beautiful lady and give birth to a few fat boys, phew. The
old man stopped, took a breath, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, cursed a few words in his mouth, wiped the sweat from his face, and continued to bury his head and push the car.
The man named Langmu shook his head with a wry smile, slowed down, and paralleled the old man.
"Old Crowe, you should really thank Her Majesty, she is so beautiful, like a fairy in the sky. But it is so kind that it leads us out of suffering and towards a better life.
Langmu looked at the cart full of ore and sighed: "The salary of our rabbit well iron smelting factory is now second only to the guys in the weapons factory." The base salary of fifteen hundred Baileys, together with the gift of Her Majesty the Queen, added a piece-rate system to those of us who do manual work. "
On the basis of one ton of ore per day, for every additional ton transported, one hundred more Baileys are given." According to a car of 500 kilograms of iron ore, counting the time required to go back and forth, we can pull up three tons of stone a day. That is, you can earn two hundred and fifty Baileys a day!
"If you don't rest for a month, it's seven thousand five, and the one thousand Bailey who can still get the full attendance reward is eight thousand five!" And working in the factory, it is food and accommodation, the food tube is full, oh my God, sometimes when I wake up, I always feel that all this is so unreal, as if I am still in a dream.
A smile appeared at the corner of the old crowel's mouth, and he also sighed with emotion: "Yes, this kind of day with hope for the future is really fulfilling." This is also thanks to Her Majesty the Queen, Lord Kaiser, and the lords of the Beast God Pirates.
Just as the two were talking, a big fat man rumbled past him, and he was also pushing a huge cart in his hand, almost five times the size of their hands.
The fat man pushed the mountain-like iron ore, running wildly, like a heavy chariot, rolling up a puff of smoke and dust, making the two of them ashen.
"Damn, this bastard Yokozuna, why don't I fall to your death!"
Old Crowe spat fiercely and cursed angrily at the fat man's departing back.
Langmu wiped the dust on his face, but his eyes were full of envy: "This bastard is really powerful, he can run dozens of times a day, and he can transport several tons of ore in one trip, my dear mother, he can earn tens of thousands of Baileys a day, hundreds of thousands of Baileys a month, this salary has exceeded the teacher of the weapons factory." Old
Crowe was also full of envy, gritting his teeth and running wildly.
"Old man, I want to make money to marry a wife and have a few sons like this bastard Yokozuna, no, stronger than him, so that I can earn tens of thousands of Baileys a day." This bastard, good health is the capital, used to be a good mix, now selling coolies, are more powerful than dozens of us combined!
"Old Crowe, you fucking leisurely, don't flash your waist, the water is long!"
Langmu was frightened by the old Crowe and hurried to follow him.
The two soon arrived at the entrance of the factory, put down their carts, and walked panting under the umbrellas.
"It's hot, old Crowe, Langmu, come, quickly drink a bowl of ice dregs red bean soup to quench your thirst."
A woman wearing a kimono with a turban on her head smiled and handed over two bowls of red bean soup.
Old Crowe was about to pick it up, when he saw Langmu screaming, plopping down on the ground, his voice trembling with excitement: "Female... Her Majesty!
"What? Her Majesty? When
Old Crowe heard this, he was also frightened and hurriedly looked.
I found that the woman in front of me who was dressed plainly, like an ordinary woman of the country of peace, although she did not wear makeup, but a plain face, she also looked extremely beautiful and charming.
The woman's gentle eyes are like a spring breeze, without the slightest queenly temperament, but so approachable.
"Your Majesty... Right... I'm sorry, please forgive the old man, the old man is blind and did not recognize His Majesty, it is really a crime worthy of death! Old
Crowe also knelt down in trepidation, his dry body trembling.
"Eh, what are you doing, hurry up, hurry up."
The woman was Hiyori, who hurriedly walked around the table and came to the old man, reaching out to help the old Crowe.
Who knows, before her hand touched old Crowe, old Crowe rolled around with a lazy donkey and avoided it, making Hiyori stunned.
Old Crowe rolled all over his ashes, and got up sincerely and fearfully: "Your Majesty, my body is full of dirt and sweat, don't you dare to stain Your Majesty's golden body!"
Hiyori shook her head with a wry smile, and made another gesture to help the strong man Langmu, but as she expected, the strong man also rolled to avoid, completely ignoring the dirt and hot on the ground, and the look of excitement and joy on his face.
Under the parasol, the two-horned Runmei fanned the wind and yawned: "Look, I said earlier that you don't have to come here specifically, because your appearance has completely disrupted everyone's work rhythm." "