Outside Los Angeles.
At a railway construction site.
Quite a few Han people with braids were casually sitting on the ground to rest.
On the other side, there was a pile of steel and railway materials.
The weather was cold. The Chinese workers who were not wearing any cotton clothes sat together in twos and threes, starting a fire to keep warm.
It had just snowed a few days ago, and the ground was hard. This caused a lot of problems for the Chinese workers in the railway work.
If it was in the past, they would have long been working hard under the urging of the white supervisors.
But today, the Chinese workers seemed to be very free.
Because the white supervisors were not around.
At this moment, a Chinese worker looked around and said to the other Chinese workers,"Brothers, those Caucasians haven't been here all morning, and no one is watching over us. Liu Dongsheng and the others have been running away for a long time.”
"How about…"
As the Chinese worker spoke, he looked around and lowered his voice."Why don't we run too?"
"Run? Where are you going?"
Another Chinese worker shook his head with a bitter smile and said,"In America, we can't stay in the cities of the white people. There are all kinds of wild beasts in the wild, and there are also those Native Americans.”
"If we run out, we won't be able to survive. If we get caught, we'll really die.”
"Have you forgotten how Old Sun and the others were captured and tortured the last time they ran away?”
Speaking of this, these Chinese workers all shivered.
He shuddered.
As long as they escaped, once they were caught, it would be considered a light punishment to be beaten to death on the spot!
There were even some who couldn't even die. They were whipped and tortured all day!
He looked inhuman.
"Although we don't eat well, sleep well, and get beaten up all day long, at least we can survive.”
A Han sighed, his expression numb.
At this moment, there was a commotion not far away.
"What happened?"
"Someone came?"
The Chinese workers all looked over.
A group of people walked over.
Two Caucasians were walking in front of them. They seemed to be leading the way.
Walking behind them were a few Han people.
"New workers?"
"Sigh, these youngsters have entered the wolf's den.”
An old Chinese worker sighed.
"Eh? That's not right."
At this moment, a Chinese worker noticed something.
"Mr. Wang, this way, please.”
"This is our construction site. Hehe, this place will be under your management from now on.”
Under the shocked gazes of the Chinese workers, the two Caucasians bowed and bowed in front of the Han youth, appearing extremely inferior.
"Yes."
Great Ming's Chief Banner Officer, Wang Liansheng, nodded indifferently. He didn't even look at the two white men. Obviously, he didn't take them seriously at all.
"Mr. Wang, wait here. I'll get you a stool.”
As he spoke, one of the Caucasians ran to the other side, found a stool, and gave it to Wang Liansheng.
He even wiped the dust off the stool like a lackey.
"Please sit, please sit."
Wang Liansheng sat down in the respectful and flattering voices of the two Caucasians. As they got closer, the Chinese workers saw that Wang Liansheng was wearing a heroic black military uniform.
He sat on the stool with a pair of black leather boots on the ground. Looking up, he saw a black double-breasted military coat hanging around the stool with armed belts tied up high.
Even if he was sitting, his tall and straight figure could be seen.
An embroidered spring saber hung at his waist, and the scabbard touched the ground.
He wore a black military cap with a large brim on his head, revealing a determined and valiant Han face.
His entire person was bold and decisive, incomparably heroic.
The group of Chinese workers looked at everything in shock. Was this Caucasian still Caucasian?
Was he still the arrogant white man who always swaggered in front of them and whipped them at any time?
Now, in front of the Han officer, he was like a eunuch flattering him.
What made them even more curious was the identity of these Han officers in their mighty black uniforms.!
"Mr. Wang, after you take over these people, feel free to urge them to work.”
"These Qing people are all lowly and cowardly. If you don't like them, just whip them.”
A white man took out a whip from his waist.
Wang Liansheng looked over under his black military cap. He could even see that there was a little blood on the whip.
Instantly, Wang Liansheng's face darkened.
"Is this how you usually treat them?”
The words were as cold as a blade.
The white supervisor didn't feel that it was inappropriate. Instead, he was a little smug.
After all, in his opinion, Wang Liansheng, who was a tall and mighty man from the Ming Dynasty, was different from those from the Qing Dynasty. The two were not from the same country.
He did not hide this fact.
Although they all had Asian faces, in the eyes of these white people, the difference between the people of the Ming Dynasty and the people of the Qing Dynasty should be the difference between the people of the Great Britain, the Gauls, and the Germanic people of Germany.
They were all white, but there were also differences.
They were all Easterners. The people of Great Ming and Great Qing should also be different.
However, the two white supervisors didn't expect that an officer behind Wang Liansheng would suddenly snatch the whip from his hand.
"Crack!"
The whip spread out in the air and made an explosive sound.
"Ah!"
The white supervisor immediately let out a miserable scream.
The whip landed squarely on his body.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, why is this!”
The white man who was whipped immediately knelt on the ground, and the other white supervisor was so scared that he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
"Continue to draw!"
Wang Liansheng said with a gloomy expression.
"Pa!"
The whip continued to make explosive sounds in the air. The officer behind him took a heavy step forward in his long black military boots. At the same time, the whip landed on the two white supervisors.
The two white supervisors were beaten until they rolled on the ground. They screamed and begged for mercy, but they did not dare to resist.
This made the Chinese workers dumbfounded.
"Everyone, I am Wang Liansheng, the general flag officer of the Great Ming Army. The Luoba Railroad Company has been incorporated by our Great Ming and changed to the North American Great Ming Railroad Company.”
"I believe that when you hear the name Big Ming, you already understand who we are!”
"Don't worry, now that the people of Great Ming are here, you won't be abused anymore.”
Wang Liansheng sat on the stool with a bold and decisive attitude. Under his black military cap, his sharp eyes scanned the Chinese workers.
Many Chinese workers 'expressions changed when they heard this.
Some Chinese workers even subconsciously reached out their hands and touched the pigtail-like braids that were trailing behind their heads.
He was feeling uneasy.
"From now on, raise your salary. As long as you are Han, you will be paid three US dollars a day for working for the North American Great Ming Railroad Company.”
"In the future, you will be able to eat well and sleep well.”
Wang Liansheng continued.
The Chinese workers all revealed looks of disbelief.
What did they hear? Did they hear wrongly? Three dollars a day!？
The average wage of a white worker was around 1.5 to 2.5 RMB per day.
Chinese workers were even cheaper, earning only fifty cents a day.
"But there is one thing!"
Wang Liansheng suddenly shouted, waking up the surprised Chinese workers.
He glanced at the Chinese workers with a sharp gaze." If you want to work at the Ming Railroad Company and get a salary of three dollars a day, you have to cut off the pig tails behind your heads!”
"Otherwise, get lost!"
When he said this, the screaming white supervisor and the continuous cracking of the whip had stopped.
The two white supervisors were badly mutilated and had been beaten to death.
This whip had barbs on it and could really kill people!
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