"So, you deliberately tormented them?"
Luo Ke followed Yang Jie to carry the tools, frowned and asked in confusion:
"has no meaning?"
"Testing and screening."
Putting down the grinding wheel cutting machine, Yang Jie straightened up and said.
"I have to know which of these little brats are worthy of training, which of them are strong-willed, and which of them are stupid and useless?"
Rock nodded, placed the last chair next to the table, took out the purchased food and blood tablets and divided them into twenty-two portions.
"But, can you tire them out like this?"
Yang Jie raised his head, glanced at Luo Ke with a strange expression, sneered, and did not answer.
Can you be tired?
I've done it myself, do you know if it's tiring or not?
When Yang Jie went to college as a fitter intern in his previous life, he was sawing steel square bars that were only a little thicker than his thumb. He even had to do two long classes with the saw and file, and he was exhausted to death.
Now I give you a steel pipe as thick as a bowl, and there is no fixed vise, and I have to work from morning to evening.
Just saw it. If you're tired, write Yang Jie's name upside down.
After the two of them finished all this, Ivan also walked into the "canteen" with the little kids.
Yang Jie looked at the exhausted and listless gangsters, clapped his hands and said with a straight face:
"Have a meal!
Continue after dinner, no one is allowed to leave until the day is finished. "
At this time, even if there was no threat of firearms, the exhausted gangsters no longer had the strength to resist, and they lowered their heads. Sitting dejectedly at the table, waiting for the food to be distributed.
Mikey looked at the calm-looking Asian, feeling increasingly desperate.
In a whole day, he only saw four steel pipes, and each steel pipe was sawed into four sections.
I don’t know how long it will take to complete the rest...
With a sigh in his heart, Mikey looked at the brothers around him.
At this time, no one had the energy to complain about Mikey. Everyone just slumped in their chairs and remained silent.
Mikey turned back to look at Yang Jie.
I don't know what kind of food this damn Oriental guy will prepare - probably the fist-sized black bread that only the poor eat, which is extremely hard and mixed with gravel, right?
Maybe not as good as brown bread!
"your."
Just as he was thinking this, Ivan walked up to him and placed a piece of food in front of him.
Why am I so unlucky...
Mikey complained in his heart and turned his gaze back to the food in front of him.
Then, he froze.
In front of him, a generous piece of bread as white as snow lay quietly, next to it was a piece of bacon the size of a palm.
White bread! Meat!
What he eats on weekdays is just some cereals such as peas and corn. He only buys a small piece of white bread during festivals.
As for bacon?
God! When was the last time you ate meat?
Mikey looked at the food in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes.
But the wheat aroma of white bread, mixed with the aroma of fat from bacon, penetrated his nostrils and told him clearly:
He was indeed right.
Next to the bread, there is a small white tablet.
"Blood replenishing tablets!"
Before Mikey could see clearly, someone had already exclaimed.
"What are you shouting for?"
Yang Jie scolded him, and when he saw that the boy who shouted out was so frightened that he covered his mouth, he continued:
"Eat quickly!"
A group of half-grown men heard that they could eat. Even though their hands were shaking from exhaustion, they quickly picked up the bread on the table and munched it with bacon.
After a delicious meal, there was no food left on the table.
Dipping the last bit of bread crumbs with his fingers and putting it into his mouth, Mikey picked up the small tablet and looked at Yang Jie.
Seeing that Yang Jie didn't express anything, after hesitating for a moment, Mai Qi put the pills into his mouth.
After swallowing the water in the cup, Mikey looked at Yang Jie with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say.
"Finished?"
After seeing everyone take the pills, Yang Jie nodded and waved his hand.
"After you finish eating, go to work!"
The meal seemed to be magical, and the tired little kids seemed to have regained a lot of energy. They stood up, lined up without anyone speaking, and walked out of the restaurant one by one.
"If you ask me, you are really kind-hearted."
Luo Ke crossed his arms and watched the team walking away, curling his lips to Yang Jie and said:
"What good things have these people ever eaten? Why give them such good bread?
And the blood-tonifying tablets, how expensive are these blood-tonifying tablets now? You actually gave each person a piece. "
Speaking of this, Rock's expression felt a little painful.
"I would say, give each of them one-third of a tablet so that they can move and continue to work."
Yang Jie shook his head.
"You don't understand, Rock."
He looked at the children walking away and murmured:
"Only in this way can we truly make them willing to follow us in the shortest possible time."
A meal cost Yang Jie more than thirty silver coins, of which almost twenty were spent on blood-replenishing tablets.
Nowadays, the price of blood supplement tablets is getting more and more expensive. One bottle costs thirty silver coins to buy - this is already the income of ordinary people in Old Port for nearly two months.
Although a lot of money was spent, Yang Jie didn't feel bad.
Does Yang Jie love money?
Of course I love him, otherwise why would he bother with so many things?
But there are always some things more important than money.
Yang Jie felt that when he came to this world, he should do something.
This is just a vague idea. As for the specifics, Yang Jie himself has not thought clearly about it.
But one thing is for sure, this meal is well worth the money.
After dinner, these boys became a little more motivated. They stopped dawdling and started to become more active, even proactive.
For a whole day, they only completed less than half of the workload Yang Jie set for them.
The rest was quickly ended after these guys lit lamps, boiled wax, and worked frantically all night.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Ivan told Yang Jie that the work was completely completed. After Yang Jie made a general inspection and determined that there was nothing wrong, he said:
"That's it for today."
Everyone looked at Yang Jie in silence and said nothing.
"That...Wasteland Walker...Mr."
Matthew hesitantly raised his arms.
He didn't know Yang Jie's name, so he could only call him this weird way.
"Excuse me, do you still need us tomorrow?"
As soon as Matthew's words came out, all the gangsters started to get a little commotion. They all looked at Yang Jie with a look of hope on their faces.
"Quiet!"
Yang Jie roared, and the commotion among the crowd quickly subsided.
"Of course it is necessary. It will still be ten pieces tomorrow."
Yang Jie replied:
"Gather here on time at seven o'clock tomorrow morning!
I hope that by the time I get here tomorrow morning, you'll already be at work.
If I can't see your face, then I will hold a gun and go to your house in person to 'ask' you to come over!
Remember it? "
The little kids nodded wildly, but no one felt scared.
After Yang Jie said this, he looked at the gangsters who were standing there and said in an evil voice:
"If you remember, get out of here!"
But I never thought that after the order was given, no one moved.
After a moment of silence, Matthew raised his hand again.
"Then will we have bread and bacon tomorrow?"
Yang Jie looked at Matthew who asked the question and suddenly smiled.
This was the first time these boys had seen Yang Jie smile.
"have."
"That……"
Matthew hesitated for a moment, observed Yang Jie's expression, and then bravely asked carefully:
"Where are the blood replenishing tablets?"
"All of them!"
Yang Jie looked at the group of people, pursed his lips, and replied affirmatively:
“There’ll be bread, there’ll be bacon.
Blood supplement tablets will also be available. "
