Wasteland Development Diary.

Chapter 80 Good People Should Live Long

Zheng Tao opened his eyes and looked out the window.

There were some fallen snowflakes stuck to the glass, and they quickly melted into water droplets and flowed down.

This winter is very quiet, and the room is warm as spring. Just touching the raised stones on the wall can fill the room with light, and there are even two types of lighting: yellow and white.

The servant Zheng San kept chattering that he had never seen such a magical house and that it was incomparable to those high-end mansions in Tianjin.

Zheng Tao walked out of the bedroom and found Zheng San curled up on a thick blanket on the floor of the outer room.

The young man was sleeping soundly, snoring softly.

The old man tiptoed to the toilet next door. He washed his hands and face with hot water from the tap, then sat on the toilet, which was not cold at all even though it was made of stone.

When Zheng Tao got up, he began to sweat coldly and had difficulty breathing. The discomfort lasted for a while and he almost fell down.

He came out holding on to the wall, and Zheng San had already woken up.

"Master, are you feeling unwell again?"

Zheng San hurriedly poured water for the pale old man, found medicine, and prepared dry biscuits for the meal.

"Fortunately, it's not as serious as last time."

Zheng Tao took the medicine and rested on a chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

Now he likes looking out the window.

It was different from any place I had been before. The dangerous and wild Dead Sea was just around the corner, but because of the presence of the aliens, the thin piece of glass became a solid wall that the monsters could not cross.

This experience is wonderful, exciting yet reassuring.

Huh?
Something outside caught Zheng Tao's attention.

His eyesight was not very good, so he pointed to the Dead Sea outside the window and asked, "What is that?"

Zheng San carefully identified it and said, "Master, it looks like a dam and a boat."

"Did you have it yesterday?"

"It was there yesterday."

Zheng Tao frowned: "What about the day before yesterday?"

"Not the day before yesterday." Zheng San shook his head.

In other words, the huge dam outside was built in one day?

Zheng Tao glared at the young man: "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Zheng San rubbed his head and said, "Master, didn't you say that we should come here and mind our own business, and not disturb your rest during the winter? And you never allow me to disturb you when you are reading."

"..."

The old man was so angry that he hit him on the forehead with a fried chestnut: "When will you be smarter?"

"I'm sorry, sir." Zheng San held his head and shrank his neck, trembling.

Zheng Tao was much more energetic after being so angry. He put on his coat and said, "Let's go out."

He asked Zheng San to knock on the neighbor's door.

The door next door opened, and Qian Su was twisting his right arm with a wrench: "Zheng Bo, it's so early, what's wrong?"

"The dam outside..."

"Well, it was said that it was built to collect the light soot sand from the Dead Sea." Qian Su said, "But I don't know the details, so I built it."

Zheng Tao reacted immediately.

The Emerald City has absolute dominance in this area, and with those warrior crabs, it is enough to prevent the light species in the sea from approaching.

In this way, the offshore area becomes a safe area for development.

Building an artificial headland to collect soot sand is a wise choice in the long run.

"Why don't I feel anything when I live in the house?" the old man expressed his doubts.

The girl moved her newly installed arm and said, "That's because the sound insulation here is so good. Even if there's an explosion outside, you won't be able to feel it unless you leave the house."

"Mr. Zhou said that this was also for everyone's sleep considerations. Many people are light sleepers and will be woken up in an instant. He specifically requested this and asked Emerald City to carry out basic soundproofing."

Zheng Tao nodded.

This is true.

People have trouble sleeping as they get older.

Zheng Tao always woke up easily in Shagang City. The house there was not bad and was strong enough to block the wind and rain, but he could not resist the various noises and strange cries made by the monsters. It was difficult for him to fall asleep again after being woken up, and his mental state was very bad.

After officially moving into the Emerald City, Zheng Tao would sleep until he woke up naturally. This was the case when he was in his thirties, but it became difficult to do so after he turned forty without the help of alcohol.

"Uncle Zheng, why don't we go down and take a look at the dam?"

Following Qian Su's suggestion, the three of them went downstairs.

After getting closer, Zheng Tao discovered that the Emerald City and the artificial cape were connected as one, especially Building 2 and Building 3. One could climb up the raised slope and walk directly to the Dead Sea.

A large number of residents gathered here.

The embankment was full of people carrying buckets, chatting as they walked.

These people were dressed in rags, but their faces showed a kind of enthusiasm and excitement that could be seen with the naked eye. Everyone seemed to be full of energy. The scavengers had lived in poverty for many years and had seen all kinds of cruel things in the world, so many of them were very negative and only lived for one meal a day. It was a rare thing to get them moving.

Zheng Tao asked Qian Su: "Did Mr. Zhou make any promises to them?"

“There are no promises.”

Qian Su also looked at the workers passing by: "From what I know, the salary is good enough. Mr. Zhou pays them 6000 mushrooms a month."

"How many?"

"6000, this price is very attractive, close to home, and there is free housing, everyone is working hard."

Zheng Tao suspected that he had heard it wrong.

As a guy who had climbed up from the bottom, he was very price sensitive.

In a place like Changu Town, the average monthly income per person is probably less than 2000 yuan.

The farming group in Jitou Town can be seen as a benchmark. The monthly salary is about 3000 mushrooms. Considering that food and accommodation are provided, it is already a place that most people dream of.

Under normal circumstances, the workers at Guangxu Port earn less than the farming group.

Senior craftsmen are the standard high-income group in Shagang City, with a monthly salary of about 5000 mushrooms. Add the profit from piecework forging and repairing, and the total monthly salary is about 6000 mushrooms. Only a very few people can break this ceiling.

The wasteland development company recruited these scavengers to work as soot workers and directly offered them almost the highest salary.

Zheng Tao was puzzled: "Can Mr. Zhou really make money by doing this? Doesn't he consider the profit issue?"

Qian Su showed a mysterious smile: "Who knows, maybe some people don't care about making money, they just do it out of interest. Some people are destined not to be viewed in the same way as ordinary people."

Zheng Tao vaguely heard something from the other party's words.

But Qian Gu stopped there and said, "The real work area is under the dam."

The inside of the dam is a hollow structure.

When he walked down, Zheng Tao realized that the dam was made up of stone houses stacked together. The window holes of each stone house were natural collection holes. Workers tied a straw rope around their waists, with the other end fixed on the embankment, and used net bags to salvage the soot sand through the hole.

People can collect the data indoors without having to worry about wind or sun, and it is also very safe.

Zheng Tao looked at the workers with smiling faces and thought that if he were younger, he would be happy to get such an income. He would want to do this for the rest of his life.

He had no doubt about Mr. Zhou's financial resources.

He even let the baby alien stay for free, let alone this little money.

Zheng Tao couldn't help but ask, "What is Mr. Zhou's background?"

The girl, who was usually very talkative, just put her finger on her lips at this moment.

Zheng Tao understood immediately.

Qiansu did know the other party's origins, but this was a taboo.

Zhou Yi’s background might be a bit scary.

Various thoughts flashed through the old man's mind.

Suddenly, a man came over with a bucket and shouted, "Brothers, the company farm has a great harvest! The chairman invites everyone to eat the newly harvested roasted sweet potatoes! Come on, everyone, have one, hot!"

The workers immediately gathered around.

They all cherish their current environment and work, and each of them took only one of their own to taste this rare delicacy in winter.

Zheng, Tao and the other two also have it.

The old man peeled the sweet potato and chewed the sweet root slowly. He couldn't help but feel a little melancholy. "In Shagang, where sweet potatoes are not grown, the price of this thing should be 300 mushrooms each. Mr. Zhou is really as generous as ever."

Qian Su chewed on a sweet potato and said, "Zheng Bo, we talked about the Elders' Council before... Can you help write a letter of recommendation?"

"It's not easy for those retired enhancers to trust people. You are the mediator in the Elders Association. With your recommendation, they will definitely be willing to come here to retire. I asked Mr. Zhou about this, and he also supports it."

Zheng Tao nodded: "Okay, I'll write it."

"But you also have to do one thing for me."

"Please speak."

Zheng Tao looked at the girl in front of him and said, "I probably won't live for another month. After I die, if you can, help Zheng San find a job as a worker."

He pointed at the somewhat dazed servant next to him and said, "He is not a smart person, but he is diligent, obedient, and capable. He has taken care of me for several years. I will find a way for him. I think this place has a future."

Qian Su nodded: "It shouldn't be a problem, because Guangxu Dam still needs a lot of workers."

"I can rest assured that."

Zheng Tao looked at the servant beside him.

Zheng San suddenly said seriously: "Master, you will not die."

"Everyone will die, fool." The old man cursed with a smile.

"You won't die. You will live a long time."

"why?"

Zheng San said: "My mother said that good people should live a long life. Master, you are a good person."

Zheng Tao was stunned for a moment, and finally he nodded: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)