Rise of the 1630s South America

Chapter 209 The British in the South ([-])

"Haha, old Xie, come on, let's finish this drink!" Inside the Fort in the River, Liu Ang raised a glass with a red face and said with a big laugh.The cup is filled with Daqu in the river, about two or two.The pure white liquor swayed in the glass, exuding an attractive aroma. The only fly in the ointment was the large number of bubbles and impurities in the glass, which made this glass look far inferior to the first-class ones imported from Venice and Germany. The drinking utensils are good.

"It's done!" Xie Hansan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. The spicy wine poured down his throat and poured into his stomach, making him feel a little hot all over. "Sorghum wine is better, compared to that Distilled red wine brandy is much better, we Chinese are really used to this taste.”

Seeing that the wine in the glasses of the two adults was dry, Liu Cai, who had been standing silently by the side, picked up the dark wine bottle on the table and filled them up.Liu Cai is 17 years old this year, and has the same nature as Mo Dazhong. He is also an orphan among these Far East immigrants.As for why the vulgar name of Liu Cai was chosen, one has to ask the person who chose it, Liu Ang himself.

It was getting colder outside, and there was a nasty sleet falling.In this weather, there is simply no way to do anything but the cat at home.At this time, the militiamen who had been assembled for training had been disbanded; the "Eight Banners" natives had also sent them back to the tribal camp to play by themselves; only a small number of slaves were left outside to mow grass and feed sheep.

"Liu Cai, have you arranged everything outside?" Liu Ang asked with his tongue out. He had already drank seven to eight taels of the 60-degree Hezhong Daqu, even though he usually has a good capacity for alcohol, he felt a little drunk at the moment.

"Well, this year's wool has been sheared, a total of 1045 bags (10 kg each), currently stored in Warehouse No. 1; 2500 pieces of newly stripped cowhide are still being tanned. After tanning, they are ready to wait for the next ship. And then transported back to the mainland, those Khoisan slaves are always clumsy, wasting a lot of precious soda ash, I have already punished a few people on my own initiative; the business license of the brewing enterprise approved by the Ministry of Industry and Commerce has been sent, and the local custom-made brewing equipment It has also arrived, and the Hezhong Distillery has already been preliminarily established before Chief Mo left. Now there is a factory building, the only problem is the lack of skilled hands. The 2 newly shipped bottles have been filled with Hezhong Daqu, and they have been sealed. It is stored in Warehouse No. [-], and it will be shipped back to the mainland for sale when the next ship arrives; the oil extraction plant is still under construction, and Chief Mo will also urge the equipment when he returns this time. At present, I have recruited some people who can extract oil The master master led a group of apprentices to learn first. In addition, I have also drawn out some slaves who can extract oil from the lower two flags (black and white flags), and they and their families have been promoted to the upper six flags. The pardon document is on your desk, waiting for approval..." Liu Cai said a lot of things in one breath, and a lot of data was reported without even thinking about it. Doing practical things.

"Old Liu, your assistant is not bad." Xie Hansan said while sandwiching antelope meat in the small hot pot in front of him.The temperature outside is close to zero, and there is still strong wind and sleet. At this time, sitting in a warm room with a fireplace, setting up a small hot pot, and drinking some wine, it is very pleasant.

"Hehe, the boy's head is very smart." Liu Ang did not hesitate to praise his adopted son, saying: "Compared to Lao Mo's adopted son Mo Dazhong, it is not much better. Liu Cai, the past two years Study hard and read more characters. At that time, I will send you to the Dayuhe Cadre School for further study, broaden your horizons, and get a background by the way. Otherwise, you will never be able to improve your level, and you will be able to work in Hezhong Fort Hanging around in the countryside is boring."

After listening to Liu Ang's words, Liu Cai nodded vigorously, with a resolute look on his face.

Sun Shengjun came over with a large bowl of sliced ​​meat, placed it between Liu Ang and Xie Hansan, and then turned back to cut the meat again.

Xie Hansan picked up a piece of antelope meat as thin as cicada's wings, and said in a tone of admiration: "Sun Shengjun, I heard that you killed sheep in Shaanxi, but I didn't expect that the meat cutting skills are also very good. Tsk tsk , as thin as a cicada's wings, it's really a real kung fu."

Sun Shengjun smiled humbly, not as domineering as he usually is: "The humble job is to kill sheep in the mutton restaurant opened by the villagers, so naturally you have to learn how to cut meat with two hands. Just kidding. Since the two officers liked it, they didn’t go anywhere in the humble position, and kept cutting meat for the two officers. It’s just that the antelope meat is a bit thicker, and the taste is not as good as our Shaanxi goat meat; and this is sent from the north. Crocodile meat, leopard meat, and elephant meat don’t taste as good as the pork we raise in Hezhongbao, so we just eat it fresh.”

"Isn't it just to eat fresh?" Xie Hansan put down his chopsticks and took a sip of his wine.There are a lot of precious peppers shipped from the mainland in the butter hot pot. At this moment, his forehead is slightly sweating from eating.Seeing this, the orderly immediately handed over a clean white cotton towel. Xie Hansan took it and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then picked up a pancake made of ostrich eggs and noodles on the plate, rolled up a local green onion, and chewed have eaten.

"Old Xie, let's forget about the bad weather these two days." Liu Ang put down his wine glass and said suddenly, "After two days, when the weather clears up, let the group of 'Eight Banners' move? Send some people from your fourth company to supervise the battle Well, I don’t feel at ease looking at these local bastards. If the troops of any banner fail to fight well, the commander will be beheaded, and all the soldiers will be fined into the two banners.”

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for our army to dispatch." Xie Hansan frowned and said, "Although we are not afraid of the British now, we must avoid giving people an excuse. Well, it's better to dispatch the local security forces, Sun Shengjun!"

"Yes!" Sun Shengjun put down the kitchen knife and stood up straight as if reflexively.

"When the Eight Banners army is dispatched in two days, you will follow with 20 cavalry and supervise these bastards to fight. Remember, you must not go into battle in person. If the battle fails and falls into the hands of the British, it will be troublesome. If something goes wrong Just organize your troops to retreat, and remember, if the situation is particularly urgent, you are allowed to abandon the Eight Banners troops and retreat first." Xie Hansan repeatedly urged.This is not a joke, the aboriginal attack can still be covered up, and there is no way to explain the people on the east coast falling into the hands of the British.At that time, a diplomatic disturbance will be inevitable.

"Obey!" Sun Shengjun replied simply and forcefully, and at the same time, there was a surge of enthusiasm in his heart. This is the right to lead troops!

Just as Liu Ang, Xie Hansan and others were sweating profusely around the hot pot, in Cape Town, more than 100 kilometers away, the British supreme officer, Knight Heywood, was furious.For the supper his servant brought him was some mashed potatoes, two small strips of cold salted fish, and some cold pea soup left over from noon.

"It's all bad!" said Knight Heywood angrily. "It's starting to snow, and my Governor's Mansion isn't finished, and neither is Good Hope! God, it's terrible! You fools Can't you even warm up the soup? Now I declare that, in view of the stupidity of your damned Irishman, you and your companions will go and build my castle tomorrow!"

"We have no firewood to use. Sir, it has been raining and snowing outside for the past few days, and the mountain road is also very slippery. Several of my companions were injured while chopping firewood. Now they are all lying in the corner and ignored, You can't treat us like this, sir!" said a middle-aged Irish man in panic.They all know what it means to repair the castle. In order to repair this strong and magnificent Fort of Good Hope, more than 100 people have died in one and a half months.Most of them are aborigines, and a small part of them are British immigrants, not to mention the poor people who are ignored due to widespread illness.They didn't have enough to eat and didn't wear warm clothes, so they could only lie silently in a corner and endure it. Those who couldn't make it through died in obscurity until their cold bodies were found and thrown into the sea.

Those who do odd jobs work fourteen hours a day and can barely bear it, but those who build castles work sixteen to eighteen hours a day, and they do heavy physical work, but they eat the same as other people.Therefore, building a castle can be regarded as a severe punishment.

"Go now!" Knight Heywood roared even more angrily, "Guards, come here! Send this stupid Irishman in front of me and his companions to the construction site of the castle, immediately! Immediately!"

Knight Heywood was furious now. He was disappointed with everything in front of him: the bad weather, the stupid farmers, the weak natives.As an aristocrat, he still lacks food to match his status.He has no red wine with cocoa, but cold pea soup; he has no sweet and juicy beef, only small salty fish with a strange smell; he has no sweet snacks, only rough and hard bread, everything looks bad Thoroughly.

He couldn't even change into dry clothes, the cracked leather boots were soaked by the rain, his feet were soaked white, and the piercing chill from his feet made his feet almost numb Lost consciousness.So he desperately needs to vent now, and the Irish cook in front of him unfortunately hits the muzzle of his gun. From now on, he and his companions can only cry in pain on the castle site in the rain and snow .

Thinking of this, Knight Heywood finally felt a little better.It's just a few stupid Irishmen, can they turn the world upside down?he thought disdainfully.

(End of this chapter)