Interstellar Gardener Life

Chapter 8 The Collapse of an Industry
In the first ten days of September in the south of the Yangtze River, the sun at noon is still very majestic, and the sun shines straight down, making people hot and dry.

Jiang Ling got off the bus, looked up at the gate of the community not far ahead, and couldn't help but slow down.Mom and Dad are still at work right now.But Jiang Ling has already started to have a headache, how to explain to her parents...

——The translation company she worked for closed down.

no way.Who told Earth to introduce translator technology from the second-level civilization, the Ruisen Empire, half a year after joining the Galactic Federation?Put a translator the size of a small hairpin, set the output language to Chinese, and wear it by your ear...

——Then the English, French, Japanese, etc. you hear will all be translated into Chinese!

instant translation!

Instant translation faster and more accurate than simultaneous translation!

In the past week, this cheap and high-quality little thing has been officially listed on a large scale around the world.

In fact, most industries have not been affected by this.Because of technology updates and efficiency improvements, there will naturally be people who have been laid off.But the entire industry was devastated, but not.

It is a pity that the translation industry is an exception.

This is because the competition among civilizations among the stars is very fierce.In the Milky Way, it can be said that wars or local conflicts are breaking out or ending at all times.Therefore, the earth, as the lowest level of civilization, cannot be said to be in a safe and secure situation.However, there are many ethnic groups on the earth, and there are many conflicts among them, and they cannot be clenched into one fist.

How can this work?
Don't hold together anymore, waiting to be beaten?

Of course not.

Everyone is smart, let alone those with high positions.In the past, there was only one earth, so the competition between each other, the competition for territory, energy, talents, etc., has never been interrupted.But now it's different.There are stronger opponents out there, and there are more than one.If we don't catch up, the whole earth will be unlucky...

So, naturally, strengthening cohesion and making the earth a true global village has become a top priority.To strengthen cohesion, we must first solve the problem of communication—communication is the basis for understanding, cooperation, integration, and so on.

The basis of everything.

The foundation of the foundation.

Therefore, on the issue of the introduction of translators, the attitudes of countries and regions around the world are unprecedentedly consistent; the actions of various manufacturers and businesses are unprecedentedly rapid.

Therefore, Jiang Ling lost his job.

So, at ten o'clock this morning, Jiang Ling received her last salary from her sighing boss, packed her tea cups and small bonsai, etc., hugged the cardboard box, and left. translation company of the year.

——Compared to a boss who has a wife and children to support, a car and a house to pay for, Jiang Ling feels that he is already very lucky!
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Jiang Ling got off the bus station and walked through the non-motorized vehicle lane. On the sidewalk, he saw an old farmer wearing a straw hat and carrying two round baskets made of bamboo strips, walking slowly, walking towards the roadside shop look around.

It's a fruit seller.The lids of his two bamboo baskets were turned upside down, and some fruits for samples were placed on them.One end is an orange, the kind with green thin skin.On the other end were plums, all of them purple-red.

It's a pity that the weather is hot at noon, and most of the people in the store are too lazy to come out to buy.

Jiang Ling saw that the fruit was juicy and fresh, and the old farmer was getting old again, his back was bent, and his heart moved, he lifted the box up, freed up one hand, and in this difficult posture, rushed to the fruit. The old farmer waved.

Seeing that he had business, the old farmer immediately laughed.With this smile, the last few teeth left in the mouth were exposed, and the wrinkles on the face were piled up even more.

Jiang Ling walked towards the old farmer.The old farmer also took a few steps closer, then looked around, and picked a shaded place nearby, put down the burden, put down the bamboo basket cover, and let Jiang Ling choose; he took off his straw hat, grabbed it in his hand and fanned it.

Jiang Ling put down the box, asked for a plastic bag without asking the price, and filled the plums one by one after checking that they were not mothed or rotten.

As soon as she bought it, two little girls ran out of the beauty shop next to her.Wearing work clothes, and holding an umbrella—the kind with the lower layer painted silver, which is said to be UV-resistant—“How do you sell these?”

The old farmer was very happy to have another customer: "All three yuan."

The little girl weighed a plum and looked at it: "Why is it so expensive, two yuan is okay? Look, they are so small!"

The old farmer was not happy, and his face wrinkled all of a sudden: "No, no, this season, it just went on the market!"

Jiang Ling was amused in her heart, but she didn't hold back, and the corners of her lips curled up.Three yuan is not expensive at all, and you will know it when you go to the vegetable market. Why do you have to bargain?One by one, she picked plums into her bag.Because the price is the same, Jiang Ling wants to add a few more oranges.It's just that this kind of local orange is just on the market, so it is likely to be sour.

As a result, Jiang Ling hesitated here, and the old farmer over there had already half-peeled an orange and handed it to Jiang Ling: "Can you buy some oranges too? Try it. They are all trees on my own mountain, so sweet!"

Jiang Ling broke off half of it, peeled off the skin, and tasted a few petals—it was really sweet.Jiang Ling didn't take advantage of the old man, she didn't peel off most of the skin, and put it directly into her bag, and then began to pick oranges, especially those with a concave navel.

The two little girls were so greedy, they also bought a bag and picked it up.

Jiang Ling estimated that he had picked four or five catties, and felt that it was about the same, so he handed the bag to the old farmer for weighing: "That's all."

And the two little girls were still bargaining while choosing.

The old farmer confused the two little girls and showed Jiang Ling the scale - the tail of the scale was raised high.

This is what it means to give enough.Jiang Ling knew it, and it was fun to hear it. She paid the money with a smile, put the fruit into the cardboard box, picked up the box again, and turned to go to the community.

Jiang Ling thought clearly and simply.To save money, eat less snacks, hail less taxis, buy less clothes, or bargain when buying fish and meat, and so on.

Only an elderly farmer like the one in front of him who came out to sell some things he had grown at home and picked from the mountains, and the difference of a few cents was one or two yuan, that was absolutely unacceptable.

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That night, the family had eaten and cleared the table, making an exception and not washing the dishes immediately.

Jiang Fu'an exchanged glances with Hu Haiyan, and it was Hu Haiyan who said, "Lingling, today... have you brought the things back?" His voice was very soft and careful.

It has been a few months since the news of the translator came out. Jiang Ling had expected it until today, so she didn't feel a big blow, but she was unavoidably frustrated: "Well, it has subsidized the city's average income for half a year, more than 900 yuan .”

Jiang Fu'an nodded: "That National Day, where should our family go for two or three days? Let's relax."

Jiang Ling smiled: "Okay. Even the mold company we talked about last time is no longer good. As soon as the new technology comes out, they will cut production now, and it will be good if they don't lay off staff. They won't recruit any more."

Jiang Fu'an waved his hand: "Don't worry about work, you can adjust it for a while." After a pause, he tentatively said: "Lingling, have you ever thought about signing up for the Golden Starfish immigration?"

Jiang Ling was startled: "Gold Starfish?"

Hu Haiyan followed and said: "Yes, the earth will be an old city in the future. Lingling, young people, it's good to go out and venture out. When I was your age, I just put down my hoe and entered a normal school. I'm the same age , you have three years more work experience than your mother."

Jiang Ling laughed: "Mom, you were different back then, you were an educated youth, how can you compare this."

Jiang Fu'an also smiled: "I know you can't bear to part with us. But I see that the spaceship of the Peihe Federation flies very fast. It only takes five weeks from the earth to the golden starfish. It is also a first-class civilization. Since the earth has become a A super civilization, this technology must be bought... the project is too big, and there is no one year or two that cannot be negotiated."

Jiang Ling agreed: "This is true. Spaceships are not comparable to translators. However, after all, Peihe is in a similar situation to Earth, and they are not bordered. It must be a political alliance. Isn't our country always fond of supporting small African countries? Only when we support it will we be able to participate in the United Nations conference There is a reason for getting their tickets. But I..."

Hu Haiyan patted Jiang Ling's hand: "Lingling, Mom and Dad both have pensions, so you don't have to worry about it."

Jiang Ling was distressed: "But I love my family! I don't have any ambitions! As long as the work is valuable, it doesn't matter whether it is a large-scale development or a large-scale land reclamation. This kind of great historical significance, let others do it! Dad, Mom , don’t you know the daughter you gave birth to? I’m just a little—a little woman!”

Jiang Fuan and Hu Haiyan laughed.One said: "We are just talking to you, in case you have worries." One said: "No matter what you decide, we will support you."

Jiang Ling's eyes were sour, so he acted like a baby.

(End of this chapter)