Chu Jungui and Li Xinyi were walking on the dilapidated long street. In the shadows on both sides of the road, they could often see people looking at them maliciously. These people were wandering in the neighborhood in groups, and they seemed to be
No need to work the same.
The buildings inside the block are also very dilapidated. Many windows are sealed with steel plates and then a layer of sealing film is applied to achieve an airtight effect. In the highly developed 35th century, the price of natural wood was much higher than that of steel plates.
It seems that no building in this area can afford the isolation cover. There are a few buildings that still exist, but they can also be seen to have been damaged for a long time.
A garbage station appeared in front of the two people, and next to it were seven or eight people sitting or lying against the wall. The garbage disposal station is the only place in the entire block that can be connected to Xihai City. The garbage will be automatically compressed and processed here, and simple processing will be carried out on the spot.
Processed and turned into recyclable raw materials.
Energy pipelines radiate heat all the time, making them an excellent place for homeless people to resist the cold night.
"Why are there so many poor people in this world?" Li Xinyi suddenly asked.
This is a good question. Chu Jungui activated the political component for 1 second and got 10,086 answers, with different emphases. Then the political component was ruthlessly turned off just as he couldn't wait to speak.
In Li Xinyi's eyes, Chu Jungui just thought for a moment before answering: "Do you want the pan-star domain, or do you look at the problem from the perspective of planetary division of labor, or do we just consider Xihai City locally?"
"Is there a difference?"
"The difference is huge." Chu Jungui nodded.
Li Xinyi was thoughtful, took a deep look at Chu Jungui, and said, "Let's talk about the division of labor among the planets first."
"It's very simple. Most planets only have development value, but do not have the conditions for habitation. Take the Sea Dream Planet where we are now, for example. The environment is already quite friendly, but the air is still not breathable, and the buildings need to be airtight or build isolation covers.
, which leads to a significant increase in resettlement costs. On other more hostile planets, the resettlement cost can be thousands of times or even higher than that of the parent planet."
"However, when a planet's exploitable resources are exhausted, it loses its value and can only rely on subsidies from the central government. After all, most industrial stars do not have the ability to be self-sufficient. From a dynasty's perspective, it will and will only
Provide enough necessary materials to sustain life, but within the planet, these materials must be unevenly distributed, and this is how poor people are born."
Li Xinyi asked: "Then why not evacuate people from the abandoned resource star?"
"The cost of evacuating one person is much higher than subsidizing supplies. Generally speaking, the cost of evacuating one person is enough to allow 1,000 people to live on the planet until they die. Therefore, regardless of the dynasty or the federation, the evacuation quota given each year is always
It’s very limited. Besides, there are always some people who don’t want to leave.”
Li Xinyi sighed and said, "It's so realistic!"
"Politics has always been realistic."
Li Xinyi looked at the people clinging to the garbage station to keep warm and said, "How about I buy this neighborhood? Give them jobs and food."
Chu Jungui was startled. He never expected that this little guy could be so rich, and he was in awe.
However, I respect and respect you. As a tutor, you must still have necessary advice, or discipline.
Chu Jungui cleared his throat and said, "This may not be a good idea."
"Why?"
"They don't necessarily want that change."
"How is that possible? Who would want this kind of life?"
Chu Jungui pointed to the homeless people and said: "First of all, they don't necessarily have no jobs. Secondly, even if they don't have jobs, many people have adapted to this place. If you renovate the entire block, it won't make them live.
Happier."
"Aren't you happy that you have a place to live and food to eat?"
Chu Jungui smiled and said: "Being poor does not mean being unhappy. Maybe letting them work diligently in the job you provide will make them even more unhappy."
Li Xinyi glanced at Chu Jungui and said, "I hope what you said is right. I will observe it myself."
Chu Jungui shrugged, and that was enough. Everyone has a different understanding of politics and different weights. Most of the time, they choose one of the less bad consequences.
The two of them had just passed the garbage station when they saw several people standing against the wall behind the garbage station. One of them, a man covered in tattoos, stood up straight and shouted: "Stop!"
Li Xinyi raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry, but Chu Jungui stopped her.
The gangster took out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Chu Jungui, and sneered: "I heard that you killed Lao Bald? You are quite brave! But I am different from a waste like Lao Bald. Seeing this
What is it? A modified pistol! Look at this engraving, look at this caliber, have you ever heard of a 12.7mm pistol? Be honest with me, or I will make a hole in you! What’s in your bag?
Take it out and see!”
Chu Jungui opened his handbag, reached out to fish it out, and found a sawn-off double-barreled shotgun in his hand. The deep muzzle of the gun was pointed at the four gangsters, and its luster looked particularly ferocious.
"I have never heard of a 12.7mm pistol. I only have this little one from Remington. By the way, it is also filled with modified ammunition. It was not originally used to hit people, but to tear down walls.
.”
The faces of several gangsters gradually turned pale. The leader slowly squatted down, slowly placed the 12.7mm pistol on the ground, then slowly raised his hands and stood up tremblingly.
The four gangsters pressed their backs tightly against the wall, eager to squeeze themselves in. This thing from Remington used to dismantle doors, but now it dismantles walls. It has never been used to hit people. Even if it hits someone, it will not hurt.
Delay in demolishing the wall.
"Take out all the weapons and put them on the ground." Chu Jungui ordered.
The gangsters obeyed obediently, after all, no one wanted to be torn down as a wall. Most of the weapons they took out were iron rods, daggers, machetes, pistols, etc. The guns were all old-fashioned pistols, not the modified high-end goods like the boss's.
Chu Jungui walked around in front of them, trampled all the pistols into parts, then waved the shotgun in his hand and said, "Go away."
The four gangsters ran away as if they had received an amnesty.
Li Xinyi stared at Chu Jungui's handbag curiously, "When did you secretly get a Remington? If I remember correctly, the model with special ammunition is a pipe product."
"As your teacher, my life is always in danger, so your family gave me a way to defend myself."
Li Xinyi looked at Chu Jungui coldly, "I have a feeling now that even if the world is destroyed, you will not die."
Just when Chu Jungui wanted to be humble, Li Xinyi added: "You must be a Xiaoqiang."
Chu Jungui completely refused to hear the compliment from her mouth. He put the shotgun into his bag, returned to his harmless appearance, and continued walking forward with Li Xinyi.