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Chapter 74(1/2)

74.Sorrow and joy are not the same

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

74.Sorrow and joy are not the same

In a warm room filled with incense, Tokisaki was applying makeup in front of the mirror.

Her hands, feet, neck and ears have all been carefully sprayed with perfume and powdered, in line with the requirements for going to the ball. She wears see-through stockings and white leather shoes with bows on her legs, and her hair style is almost done.

On the big bed next to her, a young woman was talking in a lively and lively tone.

"...I've been busy from morning until now, and I'm almost starving. I won't be able to eat the food in your new Yokohama for a while, so I can only rely on fruits to sustain my life. The old lady in charge even asked me to eat less.

No, you just want to starve me to death, eh, Tokisaki, why didn’t Nance come with you..."

Wearing only a cool skirt, Du Jingwen was lazily leaning on the bed, her fair and pink shoulders, bare feet and wrists all exposed. While she was talking to Tokisaki, she was holding a large bunch of grapes and gnawing on them.

While she was nibbling, a group of maids rushed outside the door and dragged her out of bed without any explanation.

An aunt in charge came in and told the maids to quickly comb the young lady's hair.

"I'll do it myself!"

"No, miss."

"Oh, my God, come on, that's it."

"It will get dark soon. Miss, please be quiet..."

Du Jingwen was being tortured here, while Shiqi had his hair styled and dressed in all the clothes by the maid.

"Are you okay?"

A middle-aged male voice asked outside.

"It's coming, it'll be ready soon." Du Jingwen put on a tulle skirt with the help of the maid, and shouted toward the door, "Dad, don't come in so fast..."

After a while, after the daughter hurriedly put on her dress, the head of the Du family was allowed to walk in.

His name is Du Xiuxian, and he is wearing a blue tuxedo, long socks and leather shoes.

I sprayed perfume and smoothed my hair with hair wax.

Mrs. Du who accompanied him in was wearing a velvet dress, walking slowly and elegantly.

"Hey, my beauty!" Du Xiuxian shouted, walking towards his daughter, "You are more beautiful than all of us..." As he said, he wanted to hug her, but her daughter stepped aside with a smile to avoid being caught.

Father wrinkles his dress.

"Hello, Miss Tokisaki." Mrs. Du greeted Tokisaki gently.

"Hello, madam, hello Mr. Du." Tokisaki responded obediently.

Du Xiuxian looked towards her and said with a smile: "Well... Miss Angel of the Monastery, it's a real honor for me to meet you. Please be sure to have fun tonight, and by the way, your boss, remember that when the time comes

Introduce me to..."

"Definitely!" Tokisaki said with a faint smile.

"By the way, I will also go to the monastery tomorrow." Mrs. Du took Tokisaki's wrist affectionately, "I haven't seen Reina since she left the imperial capital. I miss her so much..."

During the conversation, the four people left the room and walked to the front yard of the mansion.

In the damp and cold air, Du Jingwen accidentally mentioned that if the snow were heavier, the atmosphere would be more romantic.

The staff responsible for preparing the dance heard this and immediately arranged for people to prepare, just to make the guests have a more pleasant experience.

"Bang bang bang!"

175 snow bombs were launched into the sky, making the snow in Shin-Yokohama even heavier.

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Night gradually falls.

The refrigerated truck drove back to the city in the snow and wind.

There are some raised snowdrifts on both sides of the road, with some dried flowers or incense candles stuck on them.

Many people braved the wind and snow to worship.

"It looks like a snowdrift, but it's actually a pile of graves..." Clegg drove the car, his eyes passing over both sides of the road. "They said on TV that it would not increase the price of food, but in fact after the snow fell,

, the price of rice and pork has more than tripled... In the autumn, 1 kilogram of rice only cost 15 pence, but now it is almost 40 pence.

Nance calculated silently.

The monthly income of an ordinary employee in Shin-Yokohama is 4,000 pence. According to this price level, one month's income can only buy 200 kilograms of rice... The prices are terrible.

"Even though rice is not a precious thing, it is a big quantity and everyone wants to eat it." Clegg continued, with a slightly excited tone, "This is a hugely profitable business, and it is impossible for those big grain merchants to let it go.

The price of food will definitely continue to rise. The disaster relief materials distributed by the government may be the residue left after being ripped off a few times in the hands of citizens..."

He complained endlessly, while Nance nodded silently.

"Actually, it's okay to have rice to sell. Now some grain stores are still buying and hoarding goods, planning to save the rice until next year and sell it at a higher price." Clegg said, holding the steering wheel tightly: "

The city hall said that they would provide disaster relief, crack down on the behavior of driving up food prices, and ensure a continuous supply of food. If the citizens believed it, they would naturally not stockpile food when the price was not too high... The big grain merchants were talking.

Cooperate with the government's work, while reducing supply, secretly increase efforts to collect grain... Blindly collecting grain, based on the experience of the past few years, is almost a sure-fire business."

Speaking of these things, Clark's tone was a little low.

Nance's expression seemed indifferent.

Thinking about these things, he would feel compassion, but at the same time he felt powerless.

In the past thousands of years of human history, almost every political power has had laws prohibiting hoarding and raising prices. Especially in years of disaster, control over food will be more sensitive.

But this is never a question of whether the law is perfect enough.

In ancient times, it was a matter of whether the law could be passed down to the localities and whether the localities were willing to implement it.

In modern times, it is a matter of trade-off between the benefits and costs of disobeying the law.

Many people think that as long as the law is enforced and all the guys who eat human blood steamed buns are killed, the problem will be solved. But in fact, it is very likely that the referee, organizer and association are all from other people, and it is impossible to kill them.

If you have more, punish yourself with three drinks and then do whatever you have to do...

"Hey, Section Chief Adel." Clegg turned his head slightly and asked Nance: "If you become mayor, can you crack down on these grain merchants?"

Nance thought for a moment and sighed: "After all, it is too small for a person to face an entire interest group. To put it simply, I will make people angry. In a sense, I only care about interests and not about human nature.

This kind of thing is the essence of capital. Even if I were the mayor and dared to block their financial path, the end would not be much better. There used to be a small country in Northeast Asia, and even the president could liquidate their domestic capital..."

Craig's fingers drummed on the steering wheel.

Regarding the fluctuations in food prices, he was just filled with resentment that could not be resolved, and he just vented it out on Nance, a "politician" who was willing to listen to him. If he really wanted to think of any solutions or give any suggestions, he could not give them at all.

West Kowloon's colorful silks are fluttering, street lamps are lined up in long rows, luxury cars and horse-drawn carriages are crowding forward on the road, and they are gathering in this direction from the city... The grand dance is about to begin.

The refrigerated truck drove to Austin Road, and Nance got out of the truck and walked into the traffic control circle.

Craig looked through the car window.

In the cold air, the whole street here is decorated with street lights like a dream. In the brightly lit hall at the end there are some things that are out of reach: music, flowers, dance, the most beautiful girls in Shin-Yokohama...



Guests came in and out, chatting softly and wearing ball costumes. The ladies wore expensive sky blue and rose dresses, with diamonds and pearls on their bare arms and necks. They were extremely rich and luxurious.

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The people's unhurried voices, noisy footsteps and cheers deafened Clegg in the distance. The bright lights and the flash of clothes made his eyes dim and he almost couldn't find it.

It's time to go home.

"Um?"

"strangeness……"

"Why does the snow seem to be getting a lot heavier..."

With a vague premonition in his heart, Clegg hurried back home.

After the snow became heavy, the road became more difficult to walk. The original journey of more than half an hour took more than two hours to return due to the dual impact of slippage and traffic jams.

It has turned completely dark.

As soon as he parked the car, Craig looked into the alley.

Flames shot across the roof and into the sky.

Suddenly, goosebumps appeared on his cheeks, and a chill shot through his heart.

The fire alarm bell rang suddenly.

He jumped out of the car and rushed home.

"Fire, fire!"

"It's on fire!"

"People inside, come out quickly!"
To be continued...
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