Vol 2 Chapter 1277: striking

In Antahir, although the production method has begun to move towards large-scale and assembly-line development of the two cities, in terms of the flow of people, it is completely incomparable here.
From a shortage of labor, everyone becomes very important. In this case, the workers in Antahir instead occupy the upper reaches of the market, and people who invest in factories to build factories have to regularly increase the treatment of workers to keep these. people.
Theoretically, the exploitation of workers by primitive capitalism was no less than that of slave owners to slaves-but the non-spontaneous evolution of Antahir led to a completely different situation.
Workers have fixed working hours, fixed salaries and remuneration, and most importantly, several large business groups in Piltwolf have also introduced a series of insurances.
So, when Azir started his journey to work as an emperor, he even couldn't believe his experience.
Although the dormitory is not very good, it is always quiet and clean; the three meals provided daily are not exquisite, but they are large and full; sometimes they work overtime on rest days, but they are not 996...
Although Azir did not know how the workers would be exploited if they were reduced to a completely disadvantaged class, at least for now, the lives of these Antahirs are still good.
Except... a little monotonous.
Azir's work is not complicated, he is responsible for the selection and preliminary processing of pearls-after the pearls harvested from the farm are collected, the process will be sorted out at Azir. It will become a decorative object, and the small grains will be crushed into powder, and then become "beauty products", which will be transported back to Piltwolf.
It is said that this white powder has set off a wave in Piltwolf, and even began to spread northwards-Azir had seen the supervisor, and the middle-aged man with a big belly and a man who was looking like a buyer The same people brag about their products, and they fully express their disdain for the inferior imitations produced in Birgewater or the coast of Noxus.
"How can those dirty and greasy particles be comparable to the pearls poured from the spring water of the Holy Mountain? Look, look at our production line, our products are all genuine pearl powder, not those things like shells. Fooling customers' garbage..."
As for the sales results... Azir speculated that it was done because after three days, the entire factory was working overtime.
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Once again rejected the dinner invitation of the female workers in the same factory, Azil silently came to the beach.
In the sunset, the beach was crimson.
This is the tidal flat under the pearl factory. There are no outsiders on weekdays-and now it is dinner time, and no one who is collecting pearls is here. Azir can enjoy the rare tranquility here.
Unconsciously, it's almost half a month.
Azir felt Anthal while watching Anthal, while thinking about his gains.
As Rod said and demonstrated, Antahir has indeed become something he never imagined.
This city now has a different kind of vigor and vitality. People no longer focus on knowledge and power, but through clever division of labor and cooperation, with the ability of ordinary people, they have exerted the productivity of no less than the extraordinary.
This special situation made Azir a little stunned and a little unprepared. He didn't know what attitude he should use to face the huge changes here, as if he didn't know how he should face Romania. Virtue.
Azir had to admit that he could not understand Rhodes, nor understand Rhodes-he had thought that Shurima would be revived in his own hands, and the scorching sun in the desert would once again shine on the earth, and the result was never People who have heard of it appear and dumped themselves with a set of unprecedented but reasonable theories...
It is difficult for Azir to describe his feelings. Reason tells himself that Rod is very capable, but emotionally he still cannot accept it.
In this way, Azir looked at the sparkling sea in a complicated way, thinking farther and farther.
Then, at this time, Azir saw that the nets of the shellfish were suddenly shaking abnormally-is this a fish that strayed into the nets?
For shellfish farming, although the entire tidal flat is surrounded by special drift nets, the tidal power of the sea is still amazing, and it is normal for the drift nets to be damaged.
Once the drift net is destroyed, the fish in the sea will enter the shellfish breeding area, and many fish will feed on the shellfish, and if they fail to do so, they will suffer heavy losses.
It is precisely for this reason that this tidal flat is usually guarded, but it is now supper time and the net keeper is going to eat.
Seeing the jitters of the net pocket, Azir thought for a moment, and finally decided to help out—it was always a relief.
As a result, the mud on the tidal flat quickly turned into a quagmire puppet. He stepped into the water, and then grabbed the shaking net pocket with his big hand and pulled it to the sea.
Azir intends to drive out the uninvited guests first, and then, as for repairing the drift net or something... it is better to leave it to the netkeeper.
However, contrary to Azir's expectation, it was not the fish he thought was stealing shellfish from the net pocket dragged by the mire puppet, but a person - or... a mermaid?
Azir has heard of the legend of Mermaid in the west of Shurima. It is said that there is a kind of half-man and half-fish creature living in the sea near Jushen Peak. They are beautiful in appearance and singing, and they can call the power of the waves... They contradict each other, and even completely contradict each other, so Azir has always regarded it as an urban legend based on rumors.
And now, a real mermaid appeared in front of him and appeared in the net pocket of shellfish.
This little girl is as beautiful as the legendary ~EbookFREE.me~ Wet long hair naturally rests on the shoulders, and the bright scales reflect the afterglow of the sunset. Although it looks very embarrassed in the net pocket, but in the hand He just grabbed a shell that had just opened and it was a bit unusual... cute?
After being amazed, the mermaid finally lost some shells in her hand and then picked up a staff from her side.
"I... I'm just hungry."
"I don't want to be hostile to anyone."
"If you can, can you tell me the news of the moon star?"
The voice is very light and very ethereal-perhaps because she lives in the sea, the voice in Azir's ear is somewhat similar to the tide.
The ghost was so miserable that Azir gave a smile. He waved his hand and controlled the mire puppet to fish out the mermaid, and then put the net pocket back.
"Don't be nervous, little one."