Chapter 357 Respect

What is the symbol of a tourist city?

Seasonal crowds!

Anyone who goes to tourist attractions during holidays can feel the pain of being shoulder to shoulder, as if they were stuffed into a chicken coop, and could only move slowly and doubt whether they were going out to see the scenery or people, and the traffic jams on the road were suffocating.

Speed ​​limit.

Well, in this era when cars have not yet been popularized to the public, such detailed requirements on transportation have not been put forward by the transportation department. However, the existence of horse-drawn carriages, plus the confluence effect, made the roads of this era enjoy what is called traffic congestion early.

If you put aside the uncomfortable stop-and-go, you can probably evaluate this as a scene of economic prosperity from the perspective of an observer.

One carriage, two carriages, three carriages... I don't know which carriage it is, I don't know which year it is, and the carriage + 1 carriage...

This is the scene that Lin En saw today.

Although he can clearly remember how many carriages there are in total, this mechanical repetitive behavior is undoubtedly a torture when it is not necessary. The wheels of the carriage, the color and appearance of the horses, the patterns on the carriages, the lanterns and other decorations, and the driver's skills are all a burden for too clear a memory.

Teams of carriages are driving at a limited speed, and there are more caravans and entourages of those caravans. There are many people walking with packages on both sides of the road.

'This autumn hunting is so lively...'

Lin En's expression is a little strange, probably because he felt that some carriages stopped for something.

Atali, who was sitting on the other side holding a book to cover half of her face, immediately caught his look with her eyes. She was more perceptive in reconnaissance and spoke slowly.

"It looks like this is your first time to participate in autumn hunting?"

"What about you?" Lin En nodded subconsciously, and then asked back.

Today, the countess didn't know what she was thinking. When she was on her way out, she saw him and sent him to take care of the disabled lady.

"This is the second time, right? The last time I came with Uncle Campbell and the others. This kind of acquisition is usually only done when there is a need. You also felt something from the stopped carriage just now." Atali showed maturity and calmness far beyond her age, although she still held up the book to cover most of her pretty face.

"Do you mean trading?"

Lin En emphasized the word trading.

"Yes, it is trading. Most of these people know that the town will have nobles and wealthy businessmen come to hunt at a certain time every year. These people will try their luck for money, power or dreams. Waiting on the roadside and purely taking a chance is the worst means. Those who really want to curry favor will go to Beifeng Town, hoping to get a place in a salon. By the way, the salon level of Beifeng Town is second only to that of the capital."

Something hard to accept came out of Atali's jelly-like pink lips, but it seemed to be the case when you think about it carefully, and Lin En smacked his lips.

Everything is available.

Just like the krypton gold players are equipped with free players, when the small place of Shuisha City suddenly welcomes so many powerful and wealthy people, this place, which was originally built as a tourist destination, has a developed tertiary industry, and people's concepts and consumption have not kept up with the times, will create a scene that seems a bit unreasonable to normal people.

The boundaries between people and things here are suddenly blurred.

There are transactions everywhere here. As long as you have money and are willing to pay, even a cheap life can be sold. More than once, Lin En saw skinny people walking on both sides of the road, coughing up blood, and then wiping it off calmly. There are many people with missing arms and legs. Among these people, women and children account for the majority, and the number of men is relatively small. It is these people who either perform on the roadside with deformed and incomplete limbs, or dress up cleanly and stand together like animals, waiting for someone to give them kindness.

"Shuisha City is famous for its textile industry." Lin En suddenly seemed to remember something and said meaningfully.

"Are you going to show mercy to someone who is willing to use anesthetics to make children sleepy?"

Lin En couldn't help but look sideways. His gaze made Atali close the book uncomfortably, thinking that Lin En was looking for trouble.

"Talking about politics and caring about the country are not exclusive to gentlemen. Women also have the right to study, build and manage this society. We are all part of this country." Atali felt insulted and took a fighting stance.

"No, no, no, what I mean is that I am surprised that there is another independent, strong and sharp-eyed lady by my side. Your implicit anger is a normal emotion." Lin En said in a tactful tone. He had no intention of blaming Atali. Just like he said, Atali's performance was excellent.

How many people are willing to cast their eyes on these poor people?

"A scholar named Yuri and I were sorting out some data on Albion workers and found that the mortality rate of children in factories, especially factory children, is the highest from infancy to 13 years old. Do you know why?"

"Work injury."

Atali answered quickly and accurately. She is not one of those weak girls who only think about love.

"This is the news from Steam Daily. The recent proposal on work injury compensation has been passed." Lin En showed a cunning smile. This was the first time he set a trap for Atali, and she fell into it.

"You seem to have other answers?"

"It can't be called an answer. The problem lies in the tincture of opium. The newspapers won't tell you that factory owners encourage parents to use sedatives on their children in order to increase working hours, so that they can sleep peacefully every day before work, lying at home like a piece of meat."

Lin En's smile suddenly became inexplicably evil, which made Atali's breath choke. She didn't know whether she was in a trance because of Lin En's smile or because she suddenly heard this shocking thing.

"How can this be..."

"Killed by cars, trampled by horses, fell, drowned or burned, children died from burns or scalded by boiling water, and the widespread spread of epidemics due to sub-health, like chicken plague in chicken coops, the abuse of opium tincture at that time even made the gangs that sold it unbearable. All this is because the factory owners work more than 15 hours a day, are unwilling to give workers a pay raise for a long time, and hope that they will reduce the time they take care of their children, and generously promote opium tincture."

Lin En then pointed to the people on both sides of the road outside the car window. His pair of green eyes seemed to take all these people into his eyes, as calm as glass.

"I think the workers in Shuisha City and Albion are all workers and people, and they need to be respected."