Chapter 568 Steve’s “New America” Experience (Part 2)
(Subtitle: Captain America visits a brothel)
Many people have heard a story about a gold mine. It is said that there was a gold mine in a certain place, and a group of people rushed to mine it. As a result, the protagonist arrived late, but he was not discouraged. Instead, he opened a restaurant, hotel, and restaurant outside the gold mine. Taverns, etc., ended up making more money than the people who mined.
When I read this story in a book before, the narrator emphasized the protagonist's reverse thinking, innovative ideas, etc. However, this fairy tale-like entrepreneurial story ignored the most important premise: there is no money in the world that is not controlled by others. mine?
Once a scarce resource like gold is discovered, it cannot be left without an owner. Even in a chaotic society, there must be a certain group that exclusively occupies it.
With this premise in mind, if you look at the previous story, you will find a flaw in the logic: can ordinary people open the shops around the gold mine?
The supermarket owner in the university has to be related to the faculty, let alone a gold mine?
Those who are qualified to open a store near a gold mine must have a close connection with the owner of the gold mine, and at the same time need to hand over an additional profit. The amount of the share to be turned over must depend on the closeness of the store owner to the owner of the gold mine.
The prices in these stores are bound to be higher than the normal market price.
So the essence of this shit-like fairy tale entrepreneurial story is just an exploitation of the miners by the gold mine controllers and shop owners!
The hard-earned money of the miners will eventually be recycled by the surrounding high-consumption shops.
Some people would say that miners can simply refrain from spending and save their savings to take home.
This ideal state does exist, but it depends on whether the gold mine controllers need to accept higher-level supervision and whether this supervision can be implemented. It also depends on their conscience, and it also depends on whether the miners maintain their personal integrity. free.
Steve Rogers, who lives in the "New America", may not have heard of this fairy tale entrepreneurial story, but he has seen a similar current situation through social observation over the years.
"They did offer high wages to white people, but the consumption level in these entertainment venues is not low. They did not force white immigrants to enter the stores to spend money, but..."
Tony Stark at the other end of the video continued Steve's words: "But most immigrants cannot have too much self-control."
At this moment, Steve is conducting a field trip to a nightclub, pretending to be a guest, with a drink list in hand.
"Although this price is exaggeratedly high, it does not exceed the tolerance threshold of white immigrants. Even if you order everything, the average price is two months' salary. Strictly speaking, it is even much lower than the consumption level of the same-class nightclub in New York."< br>
"They did it on purpose!" Tony sneered: "The low price can attract customers to come and spend more."
White immigrants came to the "New America" and received higher wages than on earth. There are many trendy entertainment venues nearby. How many people can resist spending money?
Once you come to shop, you will find that the price is lower than other places of the same quality on earth. How many people can resist visiting more than once?
When you come to a place like this, you usually gather friends and gather in groups. How many men and women can resist spending lavishly after getting drunk?
Once someone is encouraged to book a venue, a few months and more than half a year's salary will have to be fully reimbursed.
"Sir, it's boring to drink alone. The beauties here are very obedient, and there are all kinds of people." Mamasang opened the door and walked in, followed by a row of beauties in cool clothes.
Steve, who only ordered a few bottles of wine, immediately frowned. He wanted to send people out directly, but he saw that the women behind Mamasang actually had black and Asian faces.
"Keep these few." Steve pointed at three of the Asian women.
Mamasang looked at Steve's thin figure and understood his choice very well, with a hint of sympathy for the weak in her smile.
The current Steve is not an American-style Captain with a perky butt. He has regained his skinny bamboo body and looks even more petite than these three Asian women.
But Steve didn't care about Mamasang's eyes and said with a straight face: "They stay, the others go."
Seeing that Steve had swiped his card to order the most expensive bottles of wine and reserved a large private room as soon as he arrived, Mamasang was very patient with him. "Okay, have a nice night."
As soon as Mamasang left, three Asian women came around. Although they forced smiles, their eyes could not hide the numbness in their eyes.
When they were in China, they were all the proud girls of heaven, and their lowest educational level was a bachelor's degree. These were college students in the 1980s and 1990s.
Some are even the daughters of officials and the wives of high-level intellectuals. They can be said to be great scholars in conversation and laughter, and have no idle contacts.
How often have you ever thought about one day becoming a prostitute selling meat?
Not the elegant courtesans in classical novels, but the lowly prostitutes who were ravaged by a group of lowly men from the bottom of society!
Among the three Asian women, Huang Ying was the last to arrive in "New America". There was still a hint of unwillingness in her numb eyes, unlike the other two women who were gradually forced to accept their fate.
"Are you Chinese?" Steve spoke in smooth Mandarin.
One sentence startled the three women.
The other two women immediately looked towards the edge of the ceiling, and at the same time distanced themselves from Steve, shivering in the corner of the sofa.
Only Huang Ying's expression was particularly ferocious. In the end, maybe seeing that Steve was not as vulgar as the white people she met before, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind and immediately knelt down towards Steve.
"Sir, can you take me away?" Huang Ying lowered her voice and cried: "Please help me! I can do anything!"
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"Number 13, are you crazy?" The other two women immediately yelled: "Have you forgotten the rules? If one of us has a problem, everyone else will die! Do you want to kill us all?"
Huang Ying ignored him and grabbed Steve with both hands, looking up at him as if she was grasping a life-saving straw.
Steve patted his wrist, and a colorless light film spread out, covering the entire private room.
"Don't worry, the surveillance failed. Now they can't see or hear."
None of the three believed Steve's words. The two women who were yelling at each other had expressions of grief, anger and hatred towards Huang Ying, while Huang Ying was like a gambler who had lost his money, trying with all his life to seize the last hope.
As soon as they got off the spaceship that day, the Chinese immigrants who had been deceived were taken by the Wright family to the mines in the distant mountains. However, women could obviously squeeze out more profits, so they were divided into three, six, and nine grades according to their beauty, and those who were inferior were It is left near the mine for consumption by other Asian supervisors, and the best ones are sent to nightclubs in settlements. Only the best batch is distributed into the city for white gentlemen to play with.
In this hierarchical "New America", even if white immigrants don't have high wages, they still can't stop using this unscrupulous class advantage over black and yellow people.
Things that cannot be done to other races on earth can be done casually in "New America". Isn't this called "freedom"?
"You pig! He is white, how can he help you?"
"You are an idiot. He only has to pay you if he kills you. Will he offend the owner of the nightclub for you?"
"Do you really think that you are so beautiful that you can charm all living beings? You don't even urinate and take pictures!"
"We are just pigs in the eyes of white people. How can he offend a rich and powerful boss for a sow?"
"All of us are going to be killed by this self-righteous pig woman like you!"
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The two Chinese women huddled in the corner of the sofa cursed Huang Ying unscrupulously, their voices getting louder and louder, no longer caring about whether they would be discovered.
(End of chapter)