C938 The Metamorphosis of the District 2

Wealth was something that once created a gap, it would quickly attract the attention of the poor in the surrounding area. They were all natives that had lived together for thousands of years, yet today, they were separated by just a willow tree's wall? It was obviously impossible.

The person outside the wall and the person inside it were only two hundred meters apart, but suddenly, they became two different worlds. The people inside the wall became upper-class people with golden rice bowls in their hands. They would be able to get a shiny silver coin every month even if it was the easiest way to clean the streets.

That was silver! It was already not bad for the destitute citizens of late Qing to have a little more than half a bunch of copper coins. When Black Eyed saw the shining white silver, the desire in everyone's heart immediately exploded, and the hearts of people also became unsettled.

"If others can earn money, why can't I? "We're both from the same hometown, who wouldn't know who's on the other side of the river? If you can work, I can work too, let's go together …"

Very quickly, a vast wave of labourers appeared in the Tanggu City District. According to the old saying, anyone who had the strength to do so would have the strength to do it.

The Tanggu District was very large, but it could not satisfy the needs of all the poor people in the Tian Jin Prefecture. The large influx of labour force must have caused the originally high costs to decline, which resulted in the dissatisfaction of the people in the wall.

The citizens in the district were all angry to the point that their teeth were itching. They thought to themselves, "We're living a good life and we even have a single silver coin on the streets. This is because we're going to destroy the market price by one-third."

The conflict broke out all of a sudden. Originally a fellow villager of several hundred years, but under the influence of benefits, they quickly became two groups. One of them was the one sent from inside the wall while the other was from outside.

By the end of last year, there was even an gang fight. Soon, there were all kinds of capable fighters on both sides, and it looked like the gang was about to form.

In the beginning, the Special Administrative Region chose to suppress their opponents forcefully so that they could attack whoever appeared. However, after a long period of time, they discovered that it was useless because the core contradiction was the limited number of jobs and too many people needed to complete the task. This problem could not be solved within a short period of time.

Xiao Letian was not a living Lei Feng, not in his entire life, not in his previous life either. In a situation where he was unable to settle the issue of employment within a short period of time, he could only choose to protect the interests of the citizens within the willow tree wall first, because he needed the hearts of the citizens of the entire special administrative region, because in the future, this area would become a hybrid zone between a military, industrial area, and a commercial area.

From that day on, the walls of the willow tree began to be tied up by long barbed wire, and the river outside continued to deepen. The communication between the outer and outer regions of the Special Administrative Region could no longer be as casual as it used to be.

People who owned the inner residence of the Special Administrative Region would be less restricted, while people outside the Willow Wall would have to fight for a limited number of temporary employment permits. A side wall of the Willow had finally created two completely different worlds, one of which was heaven and the other hell.

This was not all that contradictory. The people around the willow tree wall could more or less benefit from the Special Zone. Many people could not directly work, but they could still enjoy the benefits of the Special Zone through trade, such as breeding.

People in the special administrative region had high incomes and high requirements for food and drinks. When they found the opportunity, they would start to develop their breeding business. Pigs, cows, sheep, and other animals were all provided by the special administrative region.

Soon, more people found out about the benefits of the service industry, and clandestine prostitution started to flourish. It was not that there were no prostitutes in the Tanggu District, but there were a few in the brothels. However, because the Special Administrative Region issues very few of these licences, it has created a very large market vacancy.

The decorations of the houses and the standards of the girls were all high. Only the truly high officials of the mega-merchant could afford to live in this place, ordinary citizens did not even have the qualifications to enter.

Wherever there was demand, there would be markets. If the interior of the willow wall did not allow them to play, then they would go outside to play. Very quickly, a thriving Grass City economy appeared in the surrounding villages and towns.

The Grass City, as the name suggested, was not of high quality, but it had actually satisfied the needs of the market. In each village, casino, big smokestacks, restaurants, teahouses, opera gardens … Of course, there were also the brothels and the half-hidden doors. For a moment, the huge economy of the Special Zone was surrounded by a myriad of tumors.

Some people may have their doubts, but wouldn't there be no conflicts between the people inside and outside the willow wall? Wouldn't it be a good thing for both sides to take what they needed and earn money together?

Unfortunately, human nature was complicated. Sometimes, just making money wasn't enough, but human nature was always comparable. Who didn't know who they were when they came from the same village and dug the soil for food? But why did it become above and below just because of a willow wall?

Why should anyone outside the wall have to serve inside the wall? When I earn money, I feel uncomfortable. Naturally, I feel angry, and when I feel angry, I want to vent it out. Under the influence of this mentality, the originally calm and peaceful atmosphere of the village was gone. Under the impact of the money tide, the countryside was no longer there. Everything was for the sake of money.

He opened a big smoking house, a casino, a pengci shop, a nymph dance … There were even cases of kidnappings, robberies and other criminal cases. As for petty thieves, there were countless of them.

Since the matters outside the wicker wall were not managed by the new army, the soldiers could only sigh in their hearts as they looked at the miasma outside the wicker wall. Other than that, they would also urge their fellow villagers to go to less filthy places.

Listening to Old platoon leader's explanation, Fan Ru had already forgotten how hot it was. He smoked two Cuban cigars consecutively and even gave Old platoon leader one "Good boy!" In the two years that I wasn't here, so many things happened? Second Steward … "Pour two bowls of sour plum soup from my refrigerator and let this little brother have some rest in the summer …"

"Go on, say it, is there anything else?"

"Hey …" The liveliness is yet to come, I am going to talk about these foreigners now! " Old platoon leader gulped down a bowl of sour plum soup and burped comfortably.

"Give me another bowl!"

Why would Fan Ru care about a bowl of sour plum soup? He asked the second steward to bring the Red Wood Condor's refrigerator over for Old platoon leader to drink.

"Good boy, I've always heard that the Imperial palace s in Beijing always have ice cubes to eat in the summer. "Tsk tsk tsk tsk …" The surrounding commoners were clucking their tongues in admiration.