The sun never sets in America

Chapter 73 Immigration 1
Outside the Macau port, more than a dozen huge ships flying the Union Jack flag were docked in the port.

In the port, hundreds of Qing Dynasty dock workers wearing off-shoulder vests and braids on their heads, looking like women, were working hard to move goods from the ship. On the side, there were people wearing white shirts and feet. The Chinese overseer wearing riding boots, also wearing pigtails and smoking a pipe is watching these workers working hard.

"Hey, stop, stop, stop -" the Chinese supervisor suddenly shouted to the laborers who were moving the goods, "Is this how it is moved? Do you know what is in this? It is American ginseng. It comes from America. Do you know that America is here?" Where is it? You don’t know the measurement..." The Chinese supervisor looked at the somewhat overwhelmed workers who were placing the cargo boxes on the ground and said proudly. He looked at the ragged appearance of these people and then lowered his head to look at his authentic British clothes. The brand guy almost raised his nostrils to the sky, and his tone of voice was very mean when he spoke.

"Supervisor Wang, what is America?" While the other old supervisors were silent or even swallowing their words, a young laborer stood up and asked, with an innocent smile on his face. He didn't seem to have any malice. "Supervisor Wang, have you been to America? Do you know what America is like?" The young worker continued to ask Supervisor Wang, with a look of curiosity on his face.

When other workers heard this, they all turned their attention to Supervisor Wang and wanted to know what the world in America was like. Do they also have to pay rent?

"Go, go, go - you guys who are illiterate deserve to know what America is. You should just work honestly. Don't think about these things all day long. Work more and pay more when you have this time." The dock creates value, this is what you should do -" Supervisor Wang looked at the sincere eyes looking at him and replied impatiently. It seemed that these hard-working workers did not deserve to know the news about America, but in fact The real reason is that Supervisor Wang has never seen what America looks like, let alone been to America. What he said just now is just bragging -——
There are many people like Supervisor Wang in Macau and even in the whole of Nanyang. They think that they have learned a few words of foreign language, put on Western clothes, and pretend to eat with a knife and fork, and they think that they are superior people.

In fact, it is of no use at all. No matter how they change, the pig tail on their heads will not change, and the pig tail in their hearts will not change. This is exactly the same whether now or later.

Times are changing, but colonization will never change! !

"Okay, okay, let's all go to work. Work is the most important thing." Supervisor Wang looked at the workers who were still looking at him and urged with a guilty conscience, "If you don't work, there will be no food. Work hard and wait until the time comes. During the Chinese New Year, each person will be given an extra two kilograms of pork." Supervisor Wang used his best method to draw cakes to the hard-working workers. As for whether he would be given two kilograms of pork by then, he would not worry about not being able to do so, because in previous years Portugal Basically, at least half of the bonus given by the boss will be taken care of by him. Two kilograms of pork is enough to defeat these poor people. Is there any more cost-effective deal in the world than this? ?
"Hey, Xiao Wu, you were so bold just now, you dared to dig a hole for Wang." After Supervisor Wang left, one of the older workers said to the young worker just now, with a look of admiration on his face. After all, With his character and fear of Supervisor Wang, he would never dare to say such things that would make Supervisor Wang unable to step down.

"Yes, Xiao Wu, you are really good." Another worker praised the young worker named Xiao Wu, "If you ask me, with Xiao Wu's brains, why do you need to work here instead of taking the exam to become a scholar? Mr. Xiucai, in my opinion, is more than enough!!" One of the workers continued to compliment Xiao Wu. In his opinion, with Xiao Wu's status as a private school, how could he come to the dock to work as a laborer, even if he wrote to others? It’s also great for writing calculations.

It's better than suffering here with coolies like them.

"Yes, Xiao Wu, go and take the exam to become a scholar. It will be easy for me to go out in the future. Xiu Cai Gong and I carried the big bag together and slept on the same kang!!" Another worker summed up Xiao Wu's feelings, and it was in his tone. Expectation, and a hint of ridicule.

"Yes, Xiaowu, go and take the exam. From now on, we will help you with your work."

"Yes, Xiao Wu, we can take care of your work."

Suddenly, there were voices around Wu Shiwu asking to work for him, which shows how high Wu Shiwu's status is in the hearts of these dock workers.

"Uncles, I don't want to take the imperial examination just yet. Besides, I have no connection with you, so I can't take advantage of you in vain." Wu Shiwu looked at the eager eyes around him, and then refused, "Please stop talking. Come to my place tonight and I will continue to teach you how to read." General Wu Shiwu suppressed his voice that wanted to continue to advise him to take the imperial examination, and continued to say to the workers around him who were willing to help him.

"Xiao Wu, you are the only one who looks down on us rough guys." One of the workers said with tears in his eyes after hearing that Wu Shiwu continued to teach them culture. In his opinion, even those around him From the perspective of the workers, Wu Shiwu, a scholar who had read books and was born as a child, was willing to work with these rough guys. He was also willing to teach them every night, and sometimes even told them things they had never heard before. past story.

For these poor workers who had no one to care for them since they were young, suffered hardships, and could not even get a wife, Wu Shiwu was simply a savior sent from heaven to save them or comfort them. Otherwise, why would those workers just be willing to help? Wu Shiwu works because Wu Shiwu looks up to them and is willing to help them, isn't it? ?
Don’t underestimate these so-called small favors. In the eyes of ordinary people, small favors have a greater impact on the hearts of these people at the lowest level than those so-called big favors and great virtues——
And it's unimaginable, just because they gained dignity from Wu Shiwu, the dignity a person should have, and this is enough.

When all these workers went to work, only Wu Shiwu lowered his head to work while looking up at the dozens of large ships in the port that he had never seen before, as well as the people getting off the large ships. If he saw it correctly, , these people are Chinese.

Several of them were wearing the Western costumes he had seen, and around them stood warriors holding muskets and wearing armor. If this scene happened to those Westerners, no matter how unreasonable it was, it would become very reasonable, but Precisely because the other party is Chinese, a Chinese with the same face as Wu Shiwu——
It seemed so suspicious and eye-catching that it was difficult for Wu Shiwu not to notice.

"Master Hu, this is the Governor of Macau, Mr. Jean Pierre." In the open space outside the port, Harlem was introducing to Hu Junding the Portuguese man in front of him who was wearing a Western-style embroidered dress and a mustache, "Governor Sir, this is Master Hu, the commander of this fleet." Harlem introduced the origin of Hu Junding to Governor Jean-Pierre. During the introduction, Hu Junding's true identity was not mentioned. He vaguely described Hu Junding as the commander of the entire fleet, and placed his own status below Hu Junding without paying any attention to it. This shows Harin's intelligence and his sophistication in doing things——
"Hello, Mr. Hu -" Governor Jean Pierre extended his hand to Hu Junding, with a look of curiosity on his face, and his eyes kept looking at the origins of Hu Junding, and why even a famous British man like Harlem The reason why all businessmen are below him.

"Hello, Your Majesty the Governor!!" Hu Junding replied to Jean Pierre in English. The fluent London accent immediately surprised Jean Pierre, and then he was relieved. After all, the identity of the other party could be in Harbin. Lin Shangzhang must have two skills. It doesn't matter if he can speak English, and speaking English with a British accent is nothing.

"Your Excellency, Governor, we have special products from America on board, and we are in need of dealers." Hu Junding pointed to the dozens of large ships behind him and the goods that were moved down, and said to Governor Jean-Pierre with a smile. , "I wonder if your Excellency the Governor is interested in buying me a drink." Hu Junding hinted to Governor Jean Pierre. As he spoke, he looked at the goods that had been moved down the dock.

"I want to treat Mr. Hu to two drinks, no - ten drinks." After hearing this, Governor Jean Pierre's face lit up with joy, "Please come with me -" Jean Pierre Governor Er immediately booked Hu Jun, Harlem, and even Wan Fang, who had been silent on the side, into the carriage that had just been prepared.

The carriage soon started under the long whip of the Chinese coachman, passed through the pier, and headed towards the Macau Governor's Palace.

Behind the convoy, a young worker named Wu Shiwu watched the convoy leave, his eyes flickering slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After the carriage passed through the pier, we came to a street where Chinese and Western styles were mixed. Chinese-style lofts and Western-style buildings complemented each other and looked so fusion. Of course, this is the main street in Macau. If you go to those undeveloped areas, If you go to the countryside of the Qing Dynasty, you will find that there is no difference between this place and the Qing Dynasty. The only difference is that the income is higher than that of the people in the Qing Dynasty's inland areas, and they have access to more commodities.

But that's all. After all, in this era, commodities, or real industrial products, can only be enjoyed by a few countries, a few regions, or even a few people in the world -
This is true even in Britain, the most industrially developed country today. The glory of the British Empire was not only built on the blood and tears of the colonial people, but also on the short life span, low living environment, and low wages of its own workers.

Capitalism, or the primitive accumulation of colonialism, is often the most naked, bloody, and inhumane.

All they see is only one thing, and that is profit! !

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The Palace of the Portuguese Governor-General in Macau...

"Master Hu, come here, try the coffee I brewed." Jean-Pierre held the plate and handed a cup of coffee to Hu Junding, "Mr. Harlin, this is yours, oh, I forgot that you don't like sweets. "After Jean-Pierre handed the coffee to Hu Junding, he turned his head and said to Harlin beside him. He said sheepishly while handing the coffee to Harlin.

"Mr. Governor, I didn't expect you to know that I don't eat sugar. I think that was two years ago, right?" Haring took the coffee that accidentally contained sugar and sipped it while talking to Jean-Pierre. The governor said with emotion.

"Haha..." Governor Jean-Pierre suddenly burst into laughter after hearing this. "If Mr. Harling hadn't left in a hurry last time and forgot to pick up the coffee cup left at my place, I would still have I don’t remember that Mr. Haring drinks coffee without sugar!!” Jean-Pierre replied to Haring with a smile.

"Oh, let me tell you, after I got on the ship, I couldn't find my cup. I left it here..." Harlem suddenly slapped his head and said to Governor Jean Pierre. Harlem in the past two years , has a habit of drinking from his own cup. The main reason is that two years ago, he was poisoned and almost died, so since then, he has been extra cautious. Two years ago, he and Jean... When Governor Pierre chatted, he used the cup he brought... Because Harlem's business has become bigger and bigger in the past two years, and his influence has become higher and higher, so there are fewer and fewer people who openly deal with him. , so since then, the habit of bringing your own cups, and even your own coffee and tea, has been discontinued. Now when Governor Jean-Pierre reminded him, he suddenly remembered it.

"I wonder what Mr. Harlem brought Mr. Hu here this time?" After some pleasantries, Governor Jean-Pierre went straight to the point and asked Harlem. Although he was asking Harlem, his eyes , has been placed on Hu Junding, which shows that Governor Jean Pierre understands who is the protagonist of this conversation.

"This Mr. Hu is from America. He is..." Harlem slowly told Governor Jean-Pierre about Hu Junding's origins. "The first reason for coming here is to open up trade routes, and the second reason is to communicate with Governor Jean-Pierre. Countries have established diplomatic relations, and now we have established diplomatic relations with Japan and set up a residence..." Haring told Governor Jean-Pierre about the purpose of their journey from America.

"The third and most important thing is immigration." Haring said to Governor Jean-Pierre with a smile. He seemed to be talking about a very important thing, but his tone was extremely relaxed, as if immigration was a small matter. Similarly, Hu Junding on the side listened, glanced sideways, and sighed in his heart that Harlem was better at telling stories than he was, and he was better at avoiding the important and taking the easy.

"Immigrate?" Jean-Pierre was stunned at first. Then when he saw Hu Junding's appearance, he immediately understood something. "Are they the Qing people who immigrated?" Jean-Pierre bypassed Harlem and asked Hu Junding. , with a serious expression on his face.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Governor!!" Hu Junding did not hesitate and answered Jean-Pierre honestly without any concealment, "I believe you also understood what Mr. Haring said just now, where we come from and what we need. You should also know very well what the purpose of immigration is." Hu Junding looked at Governor Jean Pierre and said slowly, his tone was sonorous and powerful, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Are you going to fight against those Mexicans?" Governor Jean Pierre asked Hu Junding with a serious expression, "Listen, this has nothing to do with us Portugal. We don't want to get involved in any war between other countries." Jean. Governor Pierre warned Hu Junding with a solemn expression.

"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood, Your Majesty the Governor." After hearing Governor Jean-Pierre's words, Hu Junding shook his head and said, "We are just for immigration. As for the war, it is between us and Mexico." It has nothing to do with the Portuguese or even the Governor. On this point, I can swear to the God I believe in..." Hu Junding swore to Governor Jean Pierre with a serious expression. Of course, Even Hu Junding himself doesn't know which god he believes in, or in other words, he only believes in himself! !
As for God, what is that? ?

"That's good. We Portuguese don't want to cause any diplomatic disputes." Jean-Pierre looked at Hu Junding who was swearing in front of the gods and replied with a sigh of relief. In the eyes of these Westerners, no one dares to take the gods. , and joking about the god he believes in.

Of course, except for atheists like Hu Junding! !
"So how do you want to immigrate?" Governor Jean Pierre looked at Hu Junding and asked, "And, what are the benefits of Portugal?" Governor Jean Pierre directly asked Hu Junding for the benefits of immigration. For these Westerners Speaking of which, talking about interests is not a shameful thing.

"We hope to immigrate from the coast of China to the inland." Hu Junding looked at Governor Jean Pierre's general description of their immigration plan. "As for what it can bring to Portugal, in my opinion, the most important thing is What's important is what we can bring to the Governor, that's the most important thing, isn't it?" Hu Junding replied meaningfully to Governor Jean-Pierre, with an indescribable expression on his face, and then stood up from his arms. He took out a cashier's check from a British bank and put it on the table.

"Haha..." Hearing this answer, Governor Jean-Pierre suddenly laughed, "Mr. Hu, you really know the rules." Governor Jean-Pierre opened the numbers inside the promissory note slightly, and then quickly cover, with an unprecedented smile on his face.

After all, although Hu Junding just handed over the right to sell some American goods to Jean Pierre, those goods were more troublesome to deal with after all. However, the British Bank's promissory note is different. The pound sterling in it, which can be exchanged for gold, is currently Hard currency for international trade…

"Mr. Hu, I know the hometown association in China. They specialize in selling poor people in China to plantations in Nanyang and introducing them to work overseas." Jean-Pierre continued to say to Hu Junding, "Those laborers on our docks , was introduced by one of the smugglers..." Governor Jean-Pierre looked at Hu Junding and said with a smile. The reason why he mentioned those dock workers was to show his strength to Hu Junding.

In fact, the hometown associations of this period were not as people imagined, with fellow villagers helping each other. Instead, they were an interest group disguised as fellow villagers, relying on the villagers recruited in the name of fellow villagers. As for the so-called help, that was not the case. It's just a joke.

Of course, we do not rule out those hometown associations that are truly dedicated to helping their fellow villagers...

But this kind is so rare that it is almost as rare as a rare species.

Since China has been a rural society since ancient times, organizations such as hometown associations can easily develop. In today's era, many piglets who are deceived into overseas countries, even Southeast Asia, rely on the propaganda of so-called hometown associations to develop overseas. Slogans like making a fortune, making money, and marrying a beautiful wife are just deception.

As for whether you can really make a fortune? ?

The odds are actually no different from playing a lottery.

More immigrants have become a pile of bones under the Nanyang plantation, and can only become fertilizer for this plantation. And their relatives thousands of miles away are still waiting for these immigrants to send money back, which has caused human tragedies. , countless.

It's okay at this time, but when the United States builds large-scale railways in the future, it will be the time for those hometown associations and smugglers to really do great evil, just like the corpses of Chinese workers are everywhere under the American railways.

These so-called hometown associations, these so-called successful people in the local area, have also developed with the blood and lives of their fellow villagers. The accumulation of primitive capital in them is extremely cruel and it is unbearable to look at it.

"Countrymen's Association?" Hu Junding heard this familiar yet unfamiliar word, "Are you sure these hometowns associations can provide us with a population?" Hu Junding asked Governor Jean-Pierre with a frown on his face, a look of confusion on his face. color.

"Absolutely no problem..." Governor Jean-Pierre replied to Hu Junding with a positive look on his face, "And in addition to those hometown associations, we can also find those Qing Dynasty officials. As long as the price you give is high enough, they can sell anything. Give it to you, and even allow you to recruit immigrants locally..." Jean-Pierre mentioned the officials of the Qing Dynasty, his tone full of disdain. Although Macau has been leased since the Ming Dynasty, it is still under the control of the Portuguese until now, and the Qing Dynasty only A government office was established above to declare sovereignty.

But Jean-Pierre had a lot of dealings with these Qing officials.

After all, the existence of Macau was originally for the purpose of trading with China. In the process of trade, it was inevitable to deal with the local officials of the Qing Dynasty. After doing this, Jean-Pierre discovered that these Qing Dynasty officials were really special. The bastard...the word bastard is not enough to describe him.

If you want to meet a certain Qing Dynasty official, you need to report to the people around him, and you also have to pay some filial piety, which is actually money.

In the officialdom of the Qing Dynasty, if there was no money, it would be difficult to move forward. If you say you want to benefit the people, you can, if you say you want to be promoted, if you say you want to do things, you can, but all of these require one thing.

That is silver.

After hearing this, Hu Junding was silent for a while, and then said to Governor Jean Pierre: "In this case, I wish our two parties a successful cooperation." Hu Junding picked up the coffee as a wine glass and said to Jean Pierre.

"Happy cooperation, friends from America." Jean-Pierre also picked up the coffee cup and clinked it with Hu Junding with a smile.

(End of this chapter)