Chapter 925 Schiller's Garden (Part 2)

After the first phase of the Gotham renovation project was completed, the second phase of the project started non-stop. By the time the temperature dropped, most of the houses in the second phase had been completed.

But in fact, the housing was not handed over so quickly originally, but because the condition of the building in the residential area included in the second phase was not optimistic, all residents were notified to move before the typhoon arrived.

Tire, who was sitting next to Jason, sighed and said: "You and these younger children don't know much about the situation in the East District of Gotham. The area where my mother and I live was the first to come to Gotham. Where those fishermen live."

"That was a long, long time ago. Many fishermen lived on boats. When they returned to land, they only wanted to sell fish and have a similar shed to live in."

"At that time, it was still a wasteland. They didn't build the houses carefully. They didn't even lay the foundations properly. They just needed temporary shelter from wind and rain. That's why our street was called 'Old Fish Basket' because it It’s like an old fish basket, leaking air everywhere.”

"6 Later, Gotham's population exploded, and the aboriginals began to build on top of their houses and rent them to outsiders. However, the originally built houses were not very good. When they built on top, they had to tear down the east wall to make up for it. The west wall makes the entire building particularly unstable.”

"The building where my mother and I live is relatively good. Several families have joined forces and repaired the building structure to make it barely livable. The houses to the west of us are about to collapse."

Jason said with some confusion: "Your mother is so powerful. She can guard a gas station by herself. Why does she still live in a house like that?"

Tire smiled and said, "Because it's close to where I work."

"Moreover, my mother deliberately moved to an area where aborigines gather. You know, in Gotham, gangs are connections, and neighbors are also connections. Our family's conditions are so good because, in addition to running a gas station business, my mother also Part-time laundry, mending and shoe repair.”

"When I grew up a little, one of my neighbors worked as a chef in a rich man's house in the South District. He took me to help him since I was a child, and I could earn a lot of money. The people here are familiar with each other and can work in the house. If you grow up here, you will definitely be able to get along in Gotham.”

Jason suddenly understood and said: "No wonder, no wonder Cobot is particularly fond of you and asks for your opinion on everything..."

Tire smiled sheepishly, scratched his head and said, "Actually, I'm far behind you. I'm not a smart person. It's just that, in a sense, I represent the aboriginal people of Gotham. Here "I know best what the native people are thinking, and those indigenous people are everywhere in this city and occupy many important positions."

"It's a bit like a web spun by a spider. We are the web itself. Whoever wants to enter the spider's hole can understand what's going on inside from the vibrations of a large web."

"I found that you have really changed a lot." Jason took out a blanket from the cabinet next to him, took it from the tire and put it on his body. They sat in the corner by the window and watched the rain together. Jason sighed: "You would never say such a metaphor before."

"Indeed, this sounds a bit... as we used to say, it is a bit pretentious, but now it seems that it is better to be a little pretentious. After all, I just drank hot milk before I came here, and I am still sweating a little now."

Tire looked at the howling wind and torrential rain outside the window. He said: "If it were before, I would be hammering and nailing the windows now, and my mother would be holding a water pipe to pour the leaked raindrops into a bucket..."

"Maybe the neighbors will call us to help because the wall in their backyard has collapsed again and the water has reached the bottom of the wall..."

Jason also smiled and said: "And we, the children of the Curly Tail Gang, may be carrying water in a relay again, scooping out all the water that has seeped into the cellar. We are so busy that we have no place to sleep in the middle of the night, so we can only sleep. On the wet ground, praying that you won’t catch a cold in the morning.”

Tire opened his mouth to speak, but seemed to remember something again. He frowned and said, "However, the typhoon came earlier than we thought, because our family owns the gas station and my mother's work is relatively free. So she can start packing a week in advance.”

"But even so, you and the kids from the Curly Tail Gang need to help us move before we can finish the move today. Our neighbors..." Tire shook his head and said, "Their work is already busy, and even the children We have to be busy making money. Many people just started packing their things this morning. Who knows, the typhoon will come in the evening. "

"They couldn't finish moving, so they had to stay there for one night. My mother persuaded them to come to their new home to take shelter from the rain. They also wanted to guard their belongings, fearing that their belongings would be flooded."

Jason frowned and said in a disapproving tone: "I wanted to say this when we moved today. In fact, you don't need to bring many things. You have everything here. Didn't you see everything when you came to visit before? "

"I can understand that I have to carry some old things with me. After all, they are all bought with money and cannot be wasted. But I also have to carry some things that are completely unusable. Those pots that have leaked and have a crack. There are bowls and some clothes that are no different than rags, why do you still need to carry them? "

"Actually, if we didn't have these things, we wouldn't need our help at all. The two of you could have moved it in half a day."

Tire also sighed and said: "You think things are too simple. I don't want to bring those things, but you know that my mother also lived a hard life for a long time."

"After he and my father separated, he took me to live alone. At that time, my grandmother had not returned from other places, and the land at the gas station did not belong to my mother, let alone the pots, pans, and clothes. , even if she picked up a piece of wood from outside, she would not be willing to throw it away. "

"Many people in Poyulu Street are like this. They are very frugal and want to bring everything with them. Even if you tell them that everything is available here, they will never give up those tatters."

Jason sighed and nodded, somewhat understanding of this idea. When many children in the Curly Wear Gang couldn't eat, he also wanted to take everything back when he saw it, thinking that it could be used and saved. A sum of money.

They were chatting and looking at the rain, but after a while, the rain and wind became stronger and stronger, and Tire's face gradually became serious. He said: "Why is this typhoon so serious? Since I was born, it has I’ve never seen such a big typhoon before”

He stood up and said, "No, I feel something is going to happen. I have to go to Boss Copot's place to lie down."

Just as he was about to turn around and walk out, there was a "bang bang bang" knock on the door. Jason quickly stood up and opened the door. The red truck stood outside the door and said solemnly: "The boss called all the kids to have a meeting. Something happened." Got it!"

Jason put down the still warm milk jug and wrapped a blanket around it to keep it warm. Tire threw the blanket onto Jason's bed and rushed out.

In the corridor, many children walked out sleepily. Jason looked at the red truck and asked: "Who is the leader looking for? All the children, or the king of children?"

"I don't know, he just let me."

Jason pushed away the red truck and rushed into the corridor and said: "Go back! Go back! Go back to sleep! The King of Children...oh, no, what is that called? The building manager! The building manager, follow me!"

Many children stood there in confusion, not understanding what was going on, but many taller children had already rushed out, saying: "Come on, the adults will probably have a meeting over there, and we have to grab the elevator!" "

After saying that, they ran to the elevator in a hurry. Some of them didn't even wear slippers and were still barefoot. Fortunately, the floors in the corridor were all carpeted and did not hurt their feet. Jason and Tire also ran over. .

Sure enough, there were already some adults on the elevator, and Jason saw a familiar gang member. He asked: "Depp, what happened?"

"I don't know. Our boss suddenly came to see us. I heard... it seems that the building collapsed? Maybe there was something wrong with the dangerous building on our previous site and someone was injured."

Tire's heart tightened immediately, and he said, "Where is it? Is it the street of Broken Fish Basket? Who is injured? Is it serious?"

The gang member named Dai Pu shook his head and said: "We haven't gone to the meeting yet, so I don't know. But, the most famous dangerous buildings are in that area, right? From their tone, it seems that no one died, but Injured..."

As soon as the elevator door opened, the tires rushed out instantly. Jason followed closely. The children's kings rushed into the office. Cobot was drawing a terrain map on the whiteboard. When he saw someone coming in, he said:

"You guys came quite quickly. Sit down and have a drink of water. I'll talk about the next arrangements."

"Boss, I heard that a dangerous building collapsed, maybe on the street where I live. We... what should we do?! Deng Tire said anxiously, then he stamped his feet and said with some annoyance:" "Just They should be allowed to move in today! What’s the point of guarding those rags? It’s better now..."

"Don't worry." Cobot took a sip of water slowly and said, "The situation is not very serious. It's just that three buildings collapsed. None of them were high-rise buildings, so no one was killed. The specific number of injuries is still being calculated. ”

"Right now, the typhoon hasn't passed yet, so the rescuers are all adults from the gang. The Wayne Group has sent rescue vehicles and doctors, so it's not a big deal."

"But tomorrow morning, we will arrive at our battlefield." Cobot knocked on the blackboard and said, "You should also have seen that several big gangsters who have moved here are arranging manpower to organize disaster relief. After dawn, the disaster relief work should be It’s almost over.”

"At that time, they were hungry and cold. Our job was to buy delicious food, boil water and deliver it to them as soon as the typhoon stopped."

"You don't have to worry about not getting paid. The Wayne Group and the gangsters who haven't moved out have jointly funded it. I have already received part of the funds to ensure backup work."

"Now, I will arrange for one group of people to buy food first, another group of people to pack them up, and the others are going to deliver them."

At this moment, Jason raised his hand and said, "Are we buying ready-made food to heat?"

Cobot glanced at him and nodded. He didn't know what he was going to ask, but Jason said, "I think we can do it ourselves."

"On the one hand, supermarkets selling raw materials have more comprehensive products and cheaper prices, which can save money and leave us with sufficient profit margins."

"On the other hand, the restaurant downstairs is closed, but I can contact their owners and borrow their kitchen for a little money."

"Many of the kids in the gang have helped cook in the kitchens of various restaurants. They have cooking experience and can just put it into practice."

"The food you make yourself tastes better, at least it's much better than the semi-finished products bought from the supermarket. Some children's parents are chefs, so you can give them part of the reward so that they can also participate."

As soon as Jason finished speaking, the other children immediately spoke in unison:

"That's right! That's right! I can cut vegetables. I worked as a kitchen helper in the most famous Italian restaurant in the East District. I cut tomatoes very well..."

"I can do it too. I can also roll pizza dough!"

"I can boil water. I used to do this in the kitchen."

Cobert raised his eyebrows , cleared his throat and said: "Okay, let's do it, Jason, you go contact the restaurant owner, Tire, you take a group of people to the vegetable market downstairs to buy things, remember to tell you..."

"You two, go find boxes to put things in, and it's better to find some foam that can keep warm. You go to boil water, and you, count the number of people who can go out to run errands, don't count wrong..."

Soon, Jason left the office. When he passed the corridor, he saw that the rain outside the window was still heavy, but he felt a kind of fire in his chest, which made him feel very warm, and even a thin layer of sweat broke out.

He wiped his forehead and walked quickly towards the elevator. All the children were like him. This time, what urged them was no longer a whip, but something else.

Something that grew out of the surplus of being well-fed, unaffected by the typhoon, and staying in a warm house.

This made them feel confused, but at the same time, it also made them feel full of power and brisk steps.