Chapter 925 Schiller's Garden (Part 2)

After the completion of the first phase of the Gotham renovation, the second phase of the project started without stopping. Before the temperature dropped, most of the houses in the second phase had been built.

But in fact, the houses were not delivered so quickly. However, because the condition of the buildings in the residential area of ​​the second phase was not optimistic, all residents were notified to relocate before the typhoon arrived.

The tire sitting next to Jason sighed and said, "You and these younger kids don't know much about the situation in the East Side of Gotham. The area where my mother and I live is where the first batch of fishermen who came to Gotham lived."

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

"At that time, it was still a wasteland. They didn't build houses carefully. They didn't even lay a good foundation. As long as they could temporarily shelter from the wind and rain, it would be fine. That's why our street is called 'Old Fish Basket', because it's like a shabby fish basket, leaking everywhere."

"6 Later, Gotham's population exploded, and the original residents began to build houses on top and rent them to outsiders. But the houses were not built well in the first place, so when they built them on top, they could only tear down the east wall to repair the west wall, resulting in the entire building being broken. The structure is very unstable. "

"The building where my mother and I live is relatively good. Several families joined together to repair the building structure and it is barely habitable. The houses to the west of us are about to collapse."

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

The tire smiled and said: "Because it is close to the workplace."

"Besides, my mother deliberately moved to a place where the indigenous people gathered. You know, in Gotham, the gangs are connections, and neighbors are also connections. The conditions of our family are so good because my mother, in addition to running the gas station business, also works part-time as a laundry, mending clothes and repairing shoes."

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

Jason suddenly realized, and he said: "No wonder, no wonder Cobblepot is particularly optimistic about you, and he always asks for your opinion on everything..."

Tire smiled embarrassedly, scratched his head and said: "In fact, I am far worse than you. I am not a smart person, but in a sense, I represent the natives of Gotham. I know best what the natives who were born and raised here are thinking, and those natives are spread all over every corner of the city and occupy many important positions. "

"It's a bit like a web woven by a spider. We are the web itself. No matter who wants to enter the spider hole, they can read what is happening inside from the vibration of a big web. "

"I found that you have really changed a lot." Jason took out a blanket from the cabinet next to him, and Tire took it and put it on, sitting with Jason. Watching the rain from the corner of the wall by the window, Jason sighed: "You would never have said such a metaphor before."

"Indeed, it sounds a bit... in our previous words, 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 now I am a little sweaty."

Tyre looked at the howling wind and rain outside the window, and said: "If it were before, I would be holding a hammer and nails to nail the windows, and my mother would be holding a water pipe to pour the leaking raindrops into the bucket..."

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

Jason also smiled and said: "And we, the children of the Curly Tail Gang, may be relaying water, scooping out all the water that seeped into the cellar, and we will be so busy that we have no place to sleep in the middle of the night, so we can only sleep on the wet ground and pray that we don't catch a cold in the morning. ”

The tire opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he seemed to remember something. He frowned and said, "However, the typhoon came earlier than we thought. Because our gas station is our own, my mother's job is more flexible, so she can start packing a week in advance."

"But even so, you and the children of the Curly Tail Gang still need to help us move, so that we can move today. Our neighbors..." The tire shook his head and said, "They are busy at work, and even their children have to make money. Many people just started packing this morning, but who knows, the typhoon came in the evening."

"They can't move everything, so they can only stay there for one night. My mother persuaded them to come to the new house to take shelter from the rain. They also wanted to keep an eye on their things, fearing that their things at home 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 a lot of things. There is everything here. Didn't you see it when you came to visit before? ”

“I can understand that you need to bring some old things with you, after all, you bought them with money and can’t waste them, but you also need to bring some things that are completely unusable, such as leaky pots, broken bowls, and clothes that are no different from rags. Why do you still need to bring them with you?”

"In fact, if it weren't for these things, we wouldn't have helped at all. You two could have moved everything in half a day."

The tire also sighed and said, "You think things are too simple. I don't want to bring those things, but you know my mother had a hard time for a long time."

"After he separated from my father, he lived with me alone. At that time, my grandmother hadn't come back from other places, and the land of the gas station didn't belong to my mother. Let alone pots and pans and clothes, she couldn't bear to throw away even a piece of wood she picked up from outside."

"Many people in Poyulou Street are like this. They are very frugal and want to take everything with them. Even if you tell them that there is everything here, they will never give up those broken things."

Jason sighed and nodded. He also understood this idea. When many children of the Curly Tail Gang couldn't eat, he was the same. He wanted to take everything back when he saw it, thinking that it could be used and could save money.

They chatted and watched 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? I have never seen such a strong typhoon since I was born."

He stood up and said: "No, I feel something is going to happen. I have to go to the boss Cobert to lie down."

Just as he was about to turn around and walk out, there was a "bang bang bang" sound of knocking on the door. Jason quickly stood up and opened the door. Red Truck stood outside the door and said solemnly: "The boss called all the children to a meeting. Something happened!"

Jason put down the still warm milk pot and wrapped the blanket on it to keep it warm. Tire threw the blanket on Jason's bed and rushed out.

In the corridor, many children walked out with sleepy eyes. Jason looked at the red truck and asked, "Who is the boss looking for? All the children, or the child king?"

"I don't know, he only asked me."

Jason pushed the red truck away, rushed to the corridor and said, "Go back! Go back! Go back to sleep! The child king...oh, no, what's that called? Building manager! Building manager, follow me!"

Many children stood there in a daze, not understanding what was going on, but many taller children had already rushed out. He said, "Let's go, the adults will probably have a meeting, we have to grab the elevator!"

After that, they ran to the elevator in a flash. Some people didn't even wear slippers, and were still barefoot. Fortunately, the floor of the corridor was all carpeted, so it didn't hurt their feet. Jason and the tire also ran over.

As expected, there were already some adults in the elevator. Jason saw a familiar gang member and asked, "Dep, what happened?"

"I don't know. Our boss suddenly asked us to go over. I heard... it seems that the building collapsed? Maybe there was a problem with the dangerous building on our previous site, and someone was injured."

Tire's heart tightened immediately. He said, "Where is it? Is it Poyulou Street? Who is injured? Is it serious?"

The gang member named Depp shook his head and said, "We haven't gone to the meeting yet, so I don't know either. However, the most famous dangerous building is that one, right? From their tone, it seems that no one died, only But I was injured..."

As soon as the elevator door opened, Tire rushed out instantly, followed by Jason, and the children rushed into the office. Cobert was drawing a topographic map on the whiteboard. Seeing someone coming in, he said:

"You came quite quickly. Sit down and drink some water first. I will tell you about the next arrangements."

"Boss, I heard that a dangerous building collapsed. It might be the street where my home is. What should we do? !Tire said anxiously, then he stamped his feet and said with some annoyance: ""We should let them move in today! What is there to guard with those junks? ! Now it's good..."

"Don't worry." Cobert was not anxious He took a sip of water slowly, and then said: "The situation is not very serious. Only three buildings collapsed, none of which were high-rise, so no one was killed. The specific number of injuries is still being counted."

"Now, the typhoon has not passed, so the rescuers are all adults from the gangs. The Wayne Group has sent rescue vehicles and doctors, so it's not a big deal."

"But tomorrow morning, it will be our battlefield." Cobert knocked on the blackboard and said: "You should have seen that several big gangs that have moved in here are arranging people to organize disaster relief. After dawn, the disaster relief work should be almost over."

"At that time, they were hungry, Chilled all over, our job is to buy delicious food, boil water and send it to them as soon as the typhoon stops. "

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

"Now, I will arrange a group of people to buy food, another group of people to pack them, and the others will prepare to deliver them."

At this time, Jason raised his hand and said, "Do we buy ready-made food and heat it up?"

Cobert 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 that sell raw materials have more complete products and cheaper prices, which can save money and leave us ample profit margins."

"On the other hand, the restaurant downstairs has closed, but I can contact their boss and borrow their kitchen. I just need to pay them a little money."

"Many children in the gang have helped in the kitchens of various restaurants and have cooking experience. It's a good opportunity to practice."

"The food you make yourself will taste better, at least it's much better than the semi-finished products bought in the supermarket. Some children's parents are chefs, so you can give them part of the reward and let them participate."

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

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

"I can do that, and I can roll pizza dough!"

"I can boil water, I used to do that 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 pack things, and it's better to find some foam that can keep warm. You go boil water, and you, count the number of people who can go out to run errands, don't make a mistake..."

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 flame in his chest that made him feel very warm, and even a thin layer of sweat broke out from the heat.

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

Something that grows out of the abundance of being well fed, protected from typhoons, and staying in a warm house.

This makes them feel confused, but at the same time, it also makes them feel full of strength and light on their feet.