Agriculture Maniac - Chapter 473 Brick Kiln, Concession

The essence of the world's grain traders is monopoly.

Because in this barbaric world where the strong prey on the weak, food is not only food, but also a bargaining chip.

Only a monopoly can gain the right to speak, have an international status, and conduct trade "fairly".

Otherwise, in Western logical thinking, it will become:

"Come and hit me if you're awesome!"

"If you don't dare to hit me, how can you prove that you are awesome?"

"If you can't prove that you're awesome, do you think I'll pay attention to you?"

"Not only did I ignore you, I also looked down on you and then joined forces with my friends and family to bully you."

We must kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and then use their tragic end to let the international community see what the world's grain traders and the new-era powers are.

"Notify the global grain black market and tell them that if anyone dares to trade with these grain exporting countries, I, Yu Sanyuan, will name them one by one in their family tree and then dig up their ancestral graves."

"Okay, boss."

Yu Yang put down the binoculars, got into the van, found a nearby exit, and headed straight for the black brick kiln across the river bank.

On the reddish-brown land, people of different heights, weights and bodies, under the scorching sun, are mixing mud, sifting limestone, carrying prepared red brick materials in bamboo baskets, operating mixers, pressing bricks, or pushing carts for transportation...In the area where the bricks are dried, a thin girl was carrying a large bucket with difficulty and using a scoop to pour water on the bricks for curing.

Her name is Wang Ke, female, 14 years old.

My grandparents farm the land, my father is a mute, and my mother was bought.

It is said that when she was three years old, her mother took all the money in the family and ran away overnight not long after giving birth to her younger brother.

All I know is that she has lived in a pile of firewood since she can remember. Apart from giving her food, her family has never taken care of her, let alone cutting clothes or making shoes for her. They even didn't allow her to go to school.

She also had to help with laundry, cooking and farm work at home every day, otherwise she would be beaten and go hungry.

Later, her younger brother grew up, and became tall, fat, white and strong. Every time he bullied her, the family would take sides, especially since her younger brother could go to school, wear nice clothes and have many toys... Especially one night, her grandmother told her grandfather that she would give her to a fool in the neighboring village as a wife, and she could get 3000 yuan for it. Her grandfather said that if they waited a little longer, he could sell her for more.

Wang Ke suddenly understood something.

But she was too young and had no idea how to make money.

Even though he secretly learned to read and read many of his younger brother's textbooks, he still couldn't find a solution.

Until four years ago, when I was 10 years old, a pharmacy opened in the village and everything changed.

It was a cold morning in the twelfth month of winter.

When they reached her front door, one of the men picked her up from the pile of firewood.

"The enemy is getting stronger every moment, but you are hiding here and sleeping soundly. As the hope for the future of the Republic, this really shouldn't be the case."

"You should go to school!"

Wang Ke had never heard such majestic, cold, serious and thunderous words.

So much so that she didn't dare to answer at all.

Until the timid village chief told the truth.

Then she put on the new clothes and shoes she had always dreamed of, carried a schoolbag filled with stationery, and walked into the newly established special education school in the village.

According to the village chief, the pharmacy bought out her relationship with her family for 5000 yuan, but they cannot tell this to outsiders. It should be the local court that deprived her family of custody and transferred the custody to the school.

But what is certain is that her left foot, which she had been blind since childhood, has become a mechanical foot. The teacher and the classmates who listened to the class with headphones all said it was very cool.

From then on, Wang Ke lived a life he never dared to imagine.

Sleeping on soft beds, communicating with friends, caring teachers, university volunteers taking them to Beijing to watch the flag-raising ceremony, and to Shiliying to broaden their horizons...

Every morning, there are all kinds of delicious porridge and soup, delicious egg buns and fried dough sticks, chicken, beef and fish at noon, and midnight snacks every night...You can even choose to learn art, singing, shooting, or even disassemble your own mechanical legs...

Different fees are charged based on individual circumstances.

Just like her.

A mechanical foot costs 20 red notes, which must be repaid in installments after the age of 24.

Tuition is free, but students need to pay 200 yuan for miscellaneous fees, 300 yuan for room and board, and 100 yuan for school uniforms every year.

Wang Ke was very panicked, but fortunately the school provided a way to reduce tuition fees.

For example, every morning, noon and evening, I helped Sanyuan Pharmacy clean and wipe the windows, earning 2 work points a day.

For example, every morning, noon and evening, I help the Zhuangmo shop clean and wipe the glass, which earns 2 work points a day.

For example, every morning, noon and evening, I help clean the express delivery station...For example, during holidays, you can go to the brick kiln to maintain the bricks, earning 1 work point for each vertical row every day.

After finishing his work, Wang Ke sat under the shade of a tree and looked into the distance.

The man shoveling the soil in the east is her mute father.

Some time ago, it was said that my grandfather fell ill and spent all the 5000 yuan that the pharmacy used to buy out the custody rights, and he also owed the pharmacy another 5000 yuan on credit. In order to support his family and pay off his debts, my mute father had to work in the brick kiln from dawn to dusk every day.

As the pharmacy was pressing for payment, her grandparents, who favored boys over girls, had to come and screen the limestone, and they were also busy from morning to night.

It is said that after the man had undergone mental disorder therapy at Sanyuan Pharmacy, he was not so stupid anymore and no longer made faces or grimaced when speaking. However, if he wanted to recover further and speak a complete sentence, he would need at least 12 courses of treatment.

Since a course of treatment costs 3000 yuan and the other party is an only child, the whole family of the fool came to make money.

Next to the idiot is a psychopath who is famous in the village.

He once ran around with his arms and legs bared, rolled on the ground howling, and even banged his head against a tree until he fell unconscious.

In the summer, the lunatic returned, but he was no longer so crazy. He would smile and greet people when he saw them, and he would say, "I am a lunatic, not a mental patient. There is something wrong with my brain nerves. As long as I receive the right treatment, I will be fine."

It was also from that day that Wang Ke knew the difference between neurosis and mental illness.

One is a physical disease, the other is a mental and psychological disease.

The former can be treated with surgery or medication, but the latter is very troublesome. Just like the idiot who needs 12 courses of treatment, he is mentally ill.

However, the other party's family is willing to pay, so they live a happier life than her, Wang Dani.

At least there is family love.

However, the lunatic was beaten by his family members, which is commonly known as his brain being damaged. I don’t know whether the lunatic will forgive his parents.

Wang Ke thinks it will definitely happen.

A young man in a T-shirt and denim shorts came under the shade of the tree and sat next to it.

The other party did not speak, but just quietly watched the busy scene in the distance.

Wang Ke sniffed his nose and smelled a refreshing breath. "Why are you wearing perfume as a boy?"

Yu Yang turned his head sideways, half lowered his head, and looked down: "Which eye of yours saw me spraying perfume?"

"Could it be that the weather is too hot and I just washed my face and it smells like facial cleanser?"

Wang Ke was stunned for a moment, "Judging from your accent, you are definitely not from here."

"Is it important?"

"It's important. The enemy is infiltrating all the time. Each of us has the obligation and responsibility to capture them."

"Tell me the truth, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see if these brick kilns should continue to be preserved."

"With so many people relying on the brick kiln for their livelihood, it must be preserved... Are you an official?"

“No, I run a company.”

"No, I plan to do it in this place."

“How much money can you make from farming?”

“It doesn’t make much money, but it feeds people.”

Wang Ke suddenly thought of the days when he suffered from cold and hunger, and nodded hesitantly, "Farming is also good."

"No, I want to go outside and take a look."

"What if it was your father?"

"I think they would."

"What about your grandparents?"

"···"

At this time.

Village Chief Huang called.

Yu Yang took out his SY handheld game console and walked towards the fields in the distance.

"Wajima submitted a document to his superiors to 'revoke the concession'."

"Just mention it, it's no big deal."

"Some superiors believe that this is not in line with our philosophy and national conditions, and that this product of an old era should indeed be revoked."

"We haven't even started to become powerful countries yet, and someone is already stirring up trouble?"

“It seems the street lights were not repaired in vain.”

Old Huang had long known about the streetlights on Binhe Avenue, and continued, "Regarding the concession, the superiors and the Japanese island agreed that it seriously affected the import and export trade of both sides."

The concession is a special product.

For example, for goods shipped to Japan, the three concessions in Japan placed orders with the trade hall and paid US dollars through Morgan Stanley. The US dollars entered the Morgan Stanley account and were then transferred to the Oriental Head Office.

This is called a foreign exchange deposit.

Then the trade hall will ship the goods, declare taxes, and clear customs, and then enter the Japanese concession to complete a round of trade. In the whole process, there is no attribute of "import from Japan" because these are things bought in the concession.

As for how the concession sells goods to Japan, that is a problem between the concession and Japan and has nothing to do with the East.

This is also the particularity of the concession.

For example, when purchasing goods from the Japanese islands, the trade hall placed an order with the three concessions in Japan and paid in red banknotes through the Guangdong Development Bank. The red banknotes entered the Guangdong Development Bank headquarters and were then transferred to the Oriental headquarters. After being converted into US dollars, they were remitted to the Morgan Stanley account of the three concessions in Japan.

Then the three concessions in Japan shipped goods, entered the Oriental Customs, completed the process, and then entered the trade hall to complete a round of trade.

During the entire process, there is no such thing as "export to Japan".

As for where the concession got the Japanese goods from, that is the concession's problem and has nothing to do with Japan.

As a result of this, the role played by the concession in the trade between the East and Japan far exceeded that of Marubeni Corporation in the past.

It can even be called a 'free trade zone'.

The relevant interests not only involve import and export volume and import and export tariffs, but also the wallets of many people.

Yu Yang thought for a moment and said, "North America must be behind this."

"Indeed, after all, some of our superiors are involved and will probably criticize us soon."

"What about us?"

"Criticize your superiors first."

"···"