My Way

Chapter 59 The Daily Life of the Last White Crow Gang

The miners have been walking out of the mine one after another, and it is time for them to have lunch break.

The highest person in charge of the Blackfall Mountain Mine Camp, a man in his fifties wearing a black suit, picked up the dishes in front of him nonchalantly and asked Ling Wuyuan with a bit of doubt:
"Are you going out later?"

The middle-aged man's name is Qi Xingjian, and his actual age is about sixty years old. In terms of strength, he had reached the [Bone Tempering Realm] more than twenty years ago.

Although he has never been able to reach the [Strong Blood Realm] due to talent, resources, martial arts... and various other reasons, his strength is very good among the [Bone Tempering Realm]. It is no problem to say that his strength is very close to the [Strong Blood Realm].

Ling Wuyuan, who was sitting opposite him, simply answered his question while eating:

"Yes, I plan to go to Wucha Town to buy some things."

Although the other party was strictly speaking his immediate superior and the highest on-site manager of the entire Blackfall Mountain Mine Camp, after excluding about three hundred miners who were specifically responsible for hard labor and had basically no say, the entire Blackfall Mountain Mine Camp actually only had a dozen official members of the White Crow Gang.

Therefore, the other party’s actual status is actually similar to that of a so-called team leader, and he cannot be considered a big leader.

This means that there is almost no sense of hierarchy when people get along with each other on a daily basis. Everyone seems very free and they eat and chat together every day.

And after getting Ling Wuyuan's accurate answer.

Qi Xingjian did not hesitate and nodded in agreement:

"alright."

"Then please buy me a copy of this issue of [Jianwen Newspaper] on the way."

He didn't care too much about Ling Wuyuan's request for leave.

Just asking out of responsibility.

After all, the work here is already very leisurely, and one less person won't affect anything at all.

The most important role of this group of managers is to serve as the armed force, ensuring that the Black Fall Mountain Mine Camp will not be attacked by various ferocious wild beasts, monsters, or bandits who come to take advantage of the situation, and that it can always operate normally.

But over the years, the Blackfall Mountain Mine Camp had only encountered a few stupid wild beasts running around.

As long as it is not a large group of beasts, any official member can easily deal with the opponent, and easily treat the opponent as a wild game that has fallen into the trap and let everyone add to the meal.

And the so-called monster invasion.

In the decades of history of the Black Falls Mountain Mine Camp, this has only happened twice.

They are all the lowest level monsters.

Although they caused some damage, facing the powerful crossbows on the camp wall and more than a dozen practitioners working together, they knew they were a tough target and would soon be driven away.

As for bandits, I have never encountered them once...

Who would rob a mining camp?
Come to grab the ore?
Or are they here to steal the miners’ wages?
Why bother.

It would be more refreshing to just rob a caravan...

Therefore, although the Black Falls Mountain Mining Camp is geographically a bit remote, everyone actually lives a very easy life.

Apart from dealing with some daily affairs regarding the daily operations of the Black Falls Mountain Mine Camp, everyone just lies down.

"A copy of the [Journal]?"

Hear Qi Xingjian’s request.

Ling Wuyuan also nodded and agreed immediately:
"Okay, no problem." There are newspapers in this world as well.

However, the variety of newspapers is far less than that in the previous life. They appear relatively monotonous but relatively serious.

Moreover, since transportation, production, information collection, etc. are far less convenient than in modern society, newspapers in this world are basically published once a month or once every two weeks, and the price is not cheap.

For ordinary people.

Usually a few people pool their money to buy a copy, and then pass it around to each other.

Among the few newspapers in [White Mist Country], the so-called [Jianwen Newspaper] is considered to be the most credible and the one with the longest history. It is run by two super-large neutral sects whose sphere of influence spans many countries and whose history is said to be more than 100,000 years. It usually describes in detail various major events at home and abroad, as well as lists that people like to discuss after dinner.

then.

When the other people who were having dinner learned that Ling Wuyuan was going out, they all spoke up and asked him to bring them various things they needed from Wucha Town.

For example, the person in charge of food issues in the Heiluoshan Mine Camp asked Ling Wuyuan to notify the vegetable vendors in Wucha Town when he went there, and ask them to deliver the vegetables, meat, and condiments for the next few days in advance.

As a mining camp with hundreds of people, the amount of food consumed here every day is by no means a small number.

Even though the food provided free of charge to employees in the mining camp was basically relatively cheap, it only ensured that the miners could eat enough, but not that they could eat well. At most, the miners could eat two or three pieces of fat meat of not very good parts every day to barely maintain the body's needs, which was still a considerable expense.

However, this kind of treatment for the miners is actually quite good in this world.

The wages are not low, food and accommodation are provided, and you can eat two or three pieces of meat every day, which is enough to tempt many people.

It is much better than those unlucky people who get up early and work hard on the fields for a whole year, but the food they grow is not enough for themselves to eat.

So, from time to time, someone would come to the mine and ask if there was still a need for workers.

As for Ling Wuyuan and others, as managers, their meals naturally could not be of the same standard as the miners. Their meals were prepared separately, and the average person consumed two or three kilograms of meat per day.

Even if the amount of meat consumed by more than 300 miners every day is added together, it is still far less than that of more than ten people.

As for factors like taste, there is no comparison at all.

Whether it is the seasonings used or the cooking techniques of the dishes, they are all not at the same level.

As for their requests that could be handled incidentally, although Ling Wuyuan remained expressionless, he accepted all of them and agreed to them.

to be honest.

Being cold and not liking to communicate with others does not mean that you completely don't understand the ways of the world.

No matter where you go, you are hated by everyone and people come to make sarcastic remarks to you every day. It is not because of your expressionless face, but simply because of your low emotional intelligence or personality problem.

We see each other every day.

It was just some small favors that weren't worth mentioning, so Ling Wuyuan naturally didn't mind helping out.

In the entire Black Fall Mountain Mining Camp, he is basically the type who won't please anyone, but won't offend anyone either. He is a completely neutral special unit.

that's it.

While everyone was talking, the food on the table quickly disappeared and went into everyone's mouths...

　PS: My body and strength have developed to a certain extent, and the gang life is almost over~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)