PS: Today's chapter is a little late. Last night, the author had nothing to do, so he beat the wolf again. In the end, it was accidentally noon the next day. When the author woke up, he realized that it was past nine o'clock at night, as shown in the picture.
The 10,000-ton cruise ship departed from Santa Monica Port in Los Angeles and circled the sea.
Then, they stopped at another shore.
On the ship, other than the 300 Ming soldiers, there were 400 Qing people.
These people were all recruited by Zhu Shengkai in Los Angeles.
After all, the development of the new capital required manpower.
Los Angeles had a population of tens of thousands, and there were only so many Chinese workers in total.
Zhu Shengkai simply recruited all these Chinese workers in the name of the Ming Company to build the new capital.
Standing on the deck, Zhu Shengkai could still recall what he had told Donald about recruiting Chinese workers.
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"Your Highness, you want to recruit those Qing people as workers?”
Donald looked at Zhu Shengkai in surprise.
"Why? Is there a problem?"
Zhu Shengkai glanced at Donald from the corner of his eyes, seemingly dissatisfied with Donald's reaction.
Donald shivered and said,""Your Highness, if you want to recruit, there is naturally no problem. However, the problem now is that most of the Chinese workers from the Qing Kingdom are employees of the Luoba Railroad Company.”
"Isn't recruiting them the same as poaching them?”
"Is Luo Ba in Los Angeles now?" Zhu Shengkai asked with a smile.”
Donald thought for a moment and said," I don't think so. I saw Mr. Robar suddenly leave Los Angeles with a large group of people for some reason. He said that there was a Chinese worker riot on one of his railroads. More than a hundred Chinese workers fled.”
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Donald has already left Los Angeles.”
Hearing this news, Zhu Shengkai's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light.
This was good news. This way, he could secretly deal with Roba outside of Los Angeles.
"If I tell you to do it, then do it."
"All the Chinese workers in Los Angeles who are willing to be recruited by me will follow me.”
"If someone is unwilling, then we don't care about them.”
"For these Chinese workers, I'll pay them two dollars a day. That way, they can earn at least six hundred dollars a year.”
Zhu Shengkai glanced at Donald and said.
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Thinking back to the present, Zhu Shengkai stood on the deck of the cruise ship Royal Ming, facing the sea breeze.
"Hurry up and get off the boat. Don't dawdle.”
The shout of an officer from the Great Ming Dynasty broke Zhu Shengkai's memories. He turned his head slightly to look.
On the deck, the Chinese workers he had recruited were lining up and disembarking one after another.
The Chinese workers were a little confused about their future.
To be honest, this was the usual situation for the Chinese Americans in this era.
They could not survive in the Qing Kingdom and were almost starving to death. With the illusion of a good life, they used everything they had to exchange for a ticket to America.
In the end, they were still under endless pressure.
"Third Brother, do you think these old men will really give us two dollars a day as they say?”
A Chinese worker stood on the deck and asked the person beside him uneasily.
"How would I know? However, it's better to work under our own Han people than to work under the white people.”
"Although we all have to look at their faces, they are all Han people.”
The Chinese worker called Third Brother said.
"I don't ask for so much. I just want to be able to eat my fill every day.”
"Yeah, working in Los Angeles, working on the railway every day, eating non-human food.”
"They can only earn less than fifty cents a day. Those white workers earn at least one dollar a day, which is more than twice our salary.”
"I only hope that these lords will treat us better on account that we are all Han Chinese. Even if we don't have a salary of two dollars, we just need to eat well.”
Many Chinese workers were huddled together, all of them extremely thin and weak.
Zhu Shengkai looked down from a high place. The Chinese laborers were like bamboo strips with braids, sticking together in groups.
There were even many Chinese workers who cherished the braids behind their heads. When they accidentally touched others, they would be careful not to let others touch the braids behind their heads.
This made Zhu Shengkai extremely disgusted.
Suddenly, Zhu Shengkai found some people in the crowd who were different from the others.
Their bodies were stronger than the other Chinese workers, and there were no braids behind their heads.
They were also incompatible with the other Chinese workers. There were about a dozen of them, and because they did not have braids, they were ostracized by the other Chinese workers.
"Hmm?"
Zhu Shengkai was a little confused. Other than the Ming people, the Han people in America were all from the Qing Dynasty.
Almost all of them had braids.
Why didn't these people have braids?
At this moment, the two groups of people suddenly started fighting.
A Chinese worker without braids knocked down a Chinese worker with braids.
The Chinese workers with braids immediately glared at the Chinese workers without braids and cursed angrily,"You long-haired ghosts, stay away from us!”
"Yeah, you don't have braids, you bunch of disrespectful people!”
"Don't you have any ancestors?!”
"Damned long-haired ghosts, they don't even have braids. Look up, which of your ancestors didn't have braids?”
"A disloyal and unfilial person without braids! Stay away from us!"
It was obvious that the Chinese workers with braids hated those without braids and had long hair.
Hearing these words, Zhu Shengkai's face immediately darkened.
Sad for his misfortune, angry at his lack of competition!
The Qing Dynasty had only ruled for less than a hundred years, and these Han people had completely forgotten the prosperity of the Han Dynasty. They only remembered the Qing Dynasty that forced them to cut their hair and change their clothes!？
He knew the identity of those Chinese workers without braids.
They were also traitors of the Qing Dynasty.
He lost the war and became a prisoner of war. Then, he was sold to America by Kang Xi to do hard labor.
Although it was the Kangxi period, the various uprisings of the Qing Dynasty had never stopped.
"Wang Zhong!"
Zhu Shengkai shouted with his hands behind his back. Under his black military cap, his face was covered by the shadow of the brim, making him look very gloomy.
Wang Zhong was Zhu Shengkai's other chief flag officer.
Just like Li Cheng.
"Your Majesty!"
Wang Zhong immediately bowed to Zhu Shengkai.
"Send people down and chase those Chinese workers with braids to the shore!”
"Then, cut their braids!”
"You've been a slave in the Qing Kingdom for decades, and you've really felt a sense of glory and are proud of being a slave?!”
A trace of anger flashed in Zhu Shengkai's pitch-black pupils, and killing intent was hidden in them."Anyone who is unwilling to cut their braids, kill them without mercy!”
"This lowly subject accepts the order!"
Wang Zhong's eyes flashed with excitement. He immediately went down to arrange this matter!
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