I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 168 Comes and Goes
This is a good thing, both for those around Zhang Xing and those further afield just living in shantytowns.

But it has also become a dangerous thing for shantytowns.

Even doing something beyond those few talkers will be punished, and failure to show filial piety is a capital offense. Zhang Xing has already touched their nerves by letting the shanty town not rely on the talkers for so long.

After all, what he did was not to do the work alone, but to dig deeper - now even if Zhang Xing stops everything he is doing and releases all the people in the shanty towns who have been fed by him for a while, they will start What is the point of questioning the speaker?

Unlike before, where you could only take part-time jobs and get jobs due to luck or bad luck, you meet different people every day, so even if you come from the same place, there is still not much difference in feelings. During these days, everyone has really seen each other without looking up, doing the same job, eating from the same pot, getting money based on their ability, and talking about topics that everyone can talk about.

We have been doing the same job together for a long time. You said that we are all neighbors in the hometown. After the relationship is established, is it appropriate not to help when problems arise?

If you feel it's appropriate...then your organizational skills will naturally improve.

Of course, apart from Zhang Xing, there should be no one in Eris who can think of this.

Even Tucci Bunty Pike, who is personally handling everything and coordinating all material distribution and work license acquisition... and many more people, are unlikely to have any awareness of this kind of thing.

This is also a fire, a fire that will have some effect if it has a chance to be remembered.

"Don't misunderstand me. First of all, I also like that kind of thing. Secondly, I have never objected to outsiders doing this kind of thing. I just asked them not to use transactions, or at least not to use transactions now." The method... After all, it’s hard to find a fool like me who spends money freely, and if you miss it, you’ll be gone.”

As for Zhang Xing?

It was brought about by cooking and some chores. Zhang Xing was complained about this - about the fact that he clearly had potions but couldn't get them out at this time.

Bunty, who was already familiar enough to poke Zhang Xing's face, gave up the idea of ​​poking Zhang Xing after two wild moments. He withdrew his hand that was used to another kind of work, knocked on the table and said, "But I have to." Say you can't... shouldn't do this, this is also a business, and you can't support everyone, at least not all the time."

'But it's too slow...' This was the thought that came to Zhang Xing's mind after hearing what Bunty described.

But as he thought, it was too slow.

In fact, now that the framework for doing things has been almost completed, Zhang Xing's existence has become a constraint - many people can think of what to do, but how to get things done is the most difficult.

After all, he didn't have time to wait, and there was a high probability that he wouldn't be able to wait for what he wanted. Therefore, if some things can be done by oneself, it is better for Zhang Xing to do it himself.

Bunty was not blaming himself, but blaming other people who were working.

It's just a few wounds, we can fix them later.

There is nothing extra to worry about in the shanty town. Tucci and his team's performance in recent days has proved their ability.

And Tucci and the others are the kind of people who can do things.

But Zhang Xing definitely couldn't take out the black water from the vase right now. Even though things like cleaning might be dangerous, it was nothing serious after all.

"Voluntarily or involuntarily, in short, those homeless people haven't relied on bed to make money for a long time, and my cooking and washing skills have also improved a lot." Bunty showed his hands to Zhang Xing. Originally, There are some obvious small wounds on the slender fingers that are white and tender, as fresh as onions.

It may not be of much use elsewhere, but it should be able to make some changes in Eris.

There was little need for the whims of his mind now, at least not until the shanty town was actually cleaned up.

It is a good thing that people can stand together to fight for themselves, and whatever they can achieve is worthy of praise. But the gap between extraordinary people and ordinary people will always exist objectively, so Zhang Xing cannot put his hope in this kind of place.

The girl who was more steady and smart than before thought for a moment and grinned: "As you have always said, you are not raising everyone, you are just giving them a special gift." Work. And this job will end. You can’t arrange for an unknown distant place, even if it’s not for work, everyone likes that kind of thing..."

Zhang Xing was more concerned about these things than the trivial matter that the speaker began to notice the shanty towns that they had not paid much attention to in the past and were still blocked by the crazy offshore.

Faced with Bunty's "maybe except you" look, Zhang Xing waved his hand helplessly.

Burning is a process, and temperature also needs to be accumulated - and as a world with extraordinary beings, the power of ordinary people is meaningless most of the time, even if there are such things as knights and military formations outside of Eris.

He smiled and said, "Of course, as long as it's not forced, you can do whatever you want when the nature comes up."

Just like many things, people in this world cannot understand Zhang Xing as a time traveler. He also knows that his ideas are not possible here at all.

The typical example is what Bunty said - everyone thinks trading is a normal thing, but Zhang Xing doesn't like trading very much.

It was for this reason that he was so disgusted with Eris's culture of betraying everything.

But I'm just disgusted... Maybe there are some changes within my power.

"I'm very interested now!"

This is not the first time that Bunty has received a direct ball, and every time the girl's performance is very tempting.

After all, as a beauty who has the qualifications to be called a money-spinner by Gilded House, her throwing and catching skills can only be described as alluring.

Whether it’s a sudden approach while chatting, or staring at every gesture of your words, and all responses to your performance; or it may be a sudden appearance, a lingering touch in your hair, and an occasional delicate whisper. ;There are other behaviors...

As for throwing and catching balls, they are all tempting candies that people will rush towards despite knowing the danger... It's a pity that Zhang Xing plays dodgeball.

"I also want to respond to you, but -" Zhang Xing raised his eyebrows and did not continue.

Who knows, some words are indeed not very convenient to say, and it is easy to make mistakes in describing them. Even if the traffic and coins are sufficient, only hundreds of thousands of words can be omitted, so it would be better if nothing happens for the time being.

Bundy had gotten used to Zhang Xing's attitude, and immediately returned to his business attitude after being rejected again.

I have to say that this makes her look more attractive. I can only say that it's good that there are only two people here... Damn, it's more dangerous!
If you don't pay attention, you will end up with hundreds of thousands of words, but you still won't be able to pronounce it.

"In short, the current atmosphere is very good, and no matter who they are, if they have needs, they can put forward their needs. There is nothing I can't do here." Bunty, who knocked on the table to get closer, retreated: "I will not restrict What, after all you can stop things that really can’t be done.”

Even if they don't understand the meaning, these assistants are indeed very competent in doing things and can implement Zhang Xing's ideas. Even the orphans who were raised here gradually gained the momentum to take charge of their own affairs.

It can only be said that the environment is really important. Even a clean shantytown can bring about huge changes in people. Some people have even taken the initiative to find Zhang Xing to do more things.

This also shows that Zhang Xing is becoming less and less important now... At least when everything is on the right track, Zhang Xing only needs to be a mascot before the next idea can be put on the agenda.

“So I have to do something else.”—like giving people a break from talking.

Except for situations like illness, probably no one in this world is a fool. Even if he didn't take the shantytowns to heart at first, if he still doesn't pay attention to them at this time, he can't be called a talker.

At this moment when Zhang Xing's order gradually took shape, people in the shanty town began to realize that the speaker was nothing.

Naturally, Zhang Xing would not allow anyone to come and cause trouble for him.

He now has a de facto monopoly on the entire shantytown, whether it is labor or deeper production, as well as the lives of the shantytowns.

From the fact that all the transactions in Bunty's mouth were stopped because of his displeasure, it can be known that compared to the so-called influence exerted by those few people who talked about it, there is also the power to shape people's imagination. Now Zhang Xing's words are in this Place is heavier than anything else.

It’s hard to imagine, isn’t it?
Just let these people do some work.

It's not that no one has ever asked Zhang Xing this, but his answer is always this.

"Who told me to pay enough?"

Of course, just giving money may not be enough, but Zhang Xing doesn't need any more explanation.

No one cared about his explanation, just like no one cared about what the shanty town was like in the past.

Some things are really complicated and troublesome to talk about, and even Zhang Xing can't explain them clearly. In the final analysis, he just puts the shanty town's attachment to those who talk about it on himself.

"If the people here need guidance, let me stand at the front; if the people here need protection, let me provide it; no matter what the people here need, when they haven't learned to get it on their own, Don’t bother yourself with too many things, just remember me.”

Regarding survival, how to survive and live better, making money and spending money, Zhang Xing can do it for everyone.

And he did it better, so well that people here have begun to forget the shadow of the speaker. So good that they have been able to save money, or use the rewards from their labor to improve their lives.

Real, real improvement.

This is not the improvement in the past, where the big head and small head twitch when the big head gets hot.

Dreaming is indeed a good thing, but having too many waking dreams is like that.

So it’s better to let the things in your dreams become reality.

This is what Zhang Xing is doing now, and this is also the reason why he wants to meet his counterpart.

Bunty was right about at least one thing, that is, Zhang Xing could not support the shantytown, even if he could not be short of money, and the people in the shantytown were actually working... although this job was a bit weird.

The shanty town will eventually be cleaned up one day, and the stains on the streets and people's hearts will not be endless. As long as people are willing to start sweeping away, the debris, no matter how disgusting or stubborn, will be swept into the sea.

And when that time comes, Zhang Xing, who is responsible for everything in the shanty town, will have to find new jobs for them.

As he always insisted - the people in the shanty town were at work.

Doing some weird things for Zhang Xing, what you get is not charity from Zhang Xing, but the reward for your labor.

The reason why the shanty town is what it is now is not just because everyone has no choice...or in other words, they have no choice. They can't find much to do in this place, and they can't waste their energy here.

People here have to get out and do more things.

Under Zhang Xing's will, he did those things that he had done before, but it was only enough to keep them alive.

In the past, when people in shantytowns went out to work, they had to rely on robbing, begging, and fighting. Through the blood shed in the fight, he imprinted himself on those jobs.

Eris obviously has no shortage of work, but she still needs to prove herself in this way.

It's quite troublesome, isn't it?
Damn it, I even have to give adequate treatment to people like sweeping dung. Why do I have to make my subordinates suffer for such a serious job?
And when there is no shortage of things to do?

How could Zhang Xing endure such a tone?
So in order to avoid this expectation from happening, make some preparations in advance so that you will not be surprised. After being quiet in the shantytown for a while, Zhang Xing had to leave temporarily again.

"After all, you are right, work will end and the future will change... Well, the future will definitely change for me." After saying what made Bundy a little confused, Zhang Xing smiled happily: "And I don't like someone Some jobs, even if it is considered a very normal transaction in this world. Although I can't help others not to do this, I can only be regarded as an enthusiastic person passing by. "

"But if you don't like it, you don't like it, so instead of waiting until the work here is done before thinking about those things, I might as well prepare all their things in advance so that the people here can go there as soon as they live in a better environment. Do some better work.”

Whether it’s income or working environment.

If the people in the shantytown can clean up the entire shantytown according to Zhang Xing's minimum requirements without any moth, then they must be admitted that they deserve better jobs.

It is also worthy of Zhang Xing’s reason to change the entire Xiacheng District.

"It just so happens that one-tenth of the money from Tucci has been spent. Although the expenses should be less and less after preparing the tools, I think as a hamster party, it is better to fill up the warehouse."

He waved his hand, and under Bunty's gaze, he passed over the little ghosts who were saluting him.

Zhang Xing walked out of the shanty town carrying the watermelon rind on his back.

This time, he wasn't going to make any pretense.

(End of this chapter)