Outside Xindu, at the logging yard.
Wu Laosan was holding a rice bowl and sitting on a bare wooden stake with his colleagues.
They talked and laughed.
"Old Third Wu!"
Suddenly, a shout rang out.
"Yo, Liu Xiaoqi!"
Old Third Wu looked over and immediately put down the bowl in his hand and stood up.
The other workers did the same.
A Ming army flag officer in a black military uniform walked over. Behind him were more than ten workers who were somewhat timid.
"From today onwards, these people are under your control.”
"Each of us will bring three people, which is exactly fifteen people.”
"Don't worry, I'll definitely take care of it.”
Old Third Wu quickly smiled and said to the soldier.
After the Ming army soldier finished speaking to Wu Laosan and the others, he turned around and said to the 15 new workers,""From now on, work hard in our Big Ming.”
"As long as you can endure hardship, you can have a house, money, a home.”
"Take care of them."
The Ming army soldier left after saying this.
Old Third Wu and the others looked at each other, then said to the new workers,""Come here."
"New here?"
Old Third Wu smiled and looked at the workers who were cowering. Then, he sat down again and picked up his bowl.
He continued to eat the rice in big mouthfuls.
On top of the big bowl of rice, there was a lot of vegetables and stir-fried meat.
Old Third Wu chewed as he ate. The new workers couldn't help but gulp.
"You must be the foreman."
One of the new workers gulped and asked respectfully.
After all, in his opinion, if he ate so well, he must be a foreman or something.
How could ordinary workers eat such good things? There were vegetables and meat.
"No, I'm just an ordinary worker. These are all ordinary meals.”
"You guys haven't eaten yet, right? Let's go, follow me to the canteen. Although you don't have work points now, you're new here, so you can get today's food.”
Old Third Wu and the four other workers were eating and talking.
"What? How can we eat such good quality rice?”
The new workers were dumbfounded. Da Ming forced them to cut their braids. They thought that they had fallen from the white man's claws to another devil's den.
Unexpectedly, things seemed to be different from what they had imagined.
The new workers looked at the white, crystal clear, and excellent rice with great envy.
Even in the Qing Dynasty, only officials could eat such good food.
What did they eat when they were in Qing Dynasty?
Ordinary food could only be eaten by sweet potatoes.
sweet potatoes and chaff are sparse.
It's a rare golden age.
What did they eat when they arrived in America?
They were all rotten potatoes that the white slave owners used to feed their livestock.
The poisonous parts were cut off and left for them.
And now, it was Big Ming's turn, and they could actually eat so well?
The new workers who had just cut their braids were very suspicious.
"You must be lying!"
One of the workers, who had his braids cut off by force, shouted at this so-called Da Ming, who was extremely disgusted. He shouted,"Fellow countrymen, this Big Ming is obviously a traitor!”
"A traitor who rebelled against our Qing Dynasty!"
"Think about the Qing Dynasty, think about our hometown. The Qing Dynasty is our home, not here!”
He shouted, but it was useless.
The new workers followed Wu Laosan to the canteen. After they received the same food as Wu Laosan, they were all shocked.
Only then did they somewhat believe it.
Some workers even cried while chewing the snow-white rice."If I was in Qing Dynasty, I would be able to eat such good food every day.”
"Then why would I come to America?”
"I won't be sold to those white people who suffer all day long.”
When he cried, the other workers felt the same way and could not help but cry.
They lived too hard. They ate sweet potato chaff in the Qing Dynasty and were tricked into coming to America to work as slaves. They ate things that even animals would not eat.
They could even endure being beaten and abused.
"Don't worry, brother. In our Ming Dynasty, no one will abuse you. If you don't do a good job, no one will whip you.”
" Don't worry, eat. After you're done, I'll bring you to familiarize yourself with the work process. There's actually nothing else in the lumberyard except cutting trees. After you finish cutting the day's quota, you'll get work points and new clothes to wear.”
Old Third Wu patted the worker and said.
Although Old Third Wu had only arrived four or five days earlier than these workers, he had already considered himself an old worker and an old man of great power.
The worker kept chewing. The rice, pork, and vegetables were mixed in his mouth. He choked and nodded.
As a result, in the new capital of Ming Dynasty, a bowl of ordinary white rice was enough to reignite their hope for life!
It was as if after eating this bowl of white rice, all the hardships he had suffered before and the matter of being forced to cut his braids had been forgotten.
However, a discordant voice sounded again.
"This is the food of a traitor. I won't eat the food of a traitor!”
The troublemaker who had shouted earlier looked very stubborn in front of the worker who had brought him food.
"Are you really not eating?"
Old Third Wu walked over.
"No!"
"I, Chen Liusheng, have also read the books of sages in the Qing Dynasty for a few years. If I say I won't eat it, I won't eat it!”
"Even if you shoot me and throw my corpse down the mountain, I won't eat it!”
This troublemaker was originally very peaceful. When he was forced to cut his braids, he did not resist. He was also afraid of death. He was afraid of being shot.
But now that he was in Xindu, he saw that Da Ming treated the workers really well, and other thoughts rose again.
In his opinion, if he cut off his braids, Big Ming couldn't kill him, so he jumped out again and bared his fangs and brandished his claws.
"If you don't eat it, then it's gone."
"Brothers, this is the last batch.”
"After we finish eating, there won't be any food in the canteen. We can also start our afternoon work.”
Old Third Wu shouted at the other new workers.
In the end, Chen Liusheng was dumbfounded.
That shouldn't be. Big Ming cut their braids, so he should be their enemy, a traitor?
How could he change after a meal?!
"This bowl of rice, eat it or not. I'll put it here.”
Old Third Wu put down his bowl and went to work with the others.
The fragrant and tempting white rice was placed there, covered with vegetables and pork.
Chen Liusheng gulped and looked around, but there seemed to be no one.
Actually, he was already starving.
Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately picked up the bowl of rice and ate it heartily.
As he chewed, he let out a sigh that came from his soul."How fragrant!"
Wu Laosan, who was outside the canteen, smiled. Was it useful to read the sages of the Qing Dynasty?
Obviously, Chen Liusheng, who claimed to have read the books of the sages of the Qing Dynasty, had temporarily forgotten that he had read the books of the sages of the Qing Dynasty while eating this bowl of rice.
He had seen many people like this who were stubborn and unconvinced.
After eating Big Ming's food, he would be Big Ming's person in the future. He had no choice.
Although Chen Liusheng was like this now, in the end, he would be assimilated by others.
After being forced to cut their braids, it was normal for some people to be stubborn in the beginning after several generations of Qing Dynasty enslavement policy.
However, as the surrounding environment changed, when everyone said that Da Ming was good, they would eventually be assimilated into Da Ming.
This required a process, and it could not be solved by killing people.
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