Chapter 271: Chicha Beer
The cold wind blew. Under the cover of night, convoys thundered across the vast wilderness, swarming over the hills and plains.
The barbed wire fences surrounding the agricultural zone were rammed flat. The convoys erupted into roaring cheers as countless war chariots, off-road vehicles, trucks, and massive cargo haulers crushed the wire into the mud and charged toward the farm's factory district.
Liuguang City's vegetables, fruits, and grain were partly imported from outside, but the rest came from the Northern Agricultural Region.
Located in the northern wilderness, a fair distance from the city, the land wasn't particularly good—which was exactly why it had been designated for farming and grazing.
The Bank and the municipal government owned all the land in the region, dividing it into several massive farms.
During the early pioneering days, the municipal government had promised that people would own their land. Now, however, anyone working the fields or feeding the pigs was either a corporate employee or a prison inmate.
And inmates were the one thing Liuguang City never lacked.
Even with massive numbers of prisoners exiled to the agricultural zone for unpaid labor, every prison remained chronically overcrowded.
The inmates did the most grueling, exhausting work, and the corporate employees weren't much better off—they were just scraping by for a bite to eat.