Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 727 Melaleuca Bottom

When Roque and Owen hurt each other, Luis Botha had just got off the bus from the Phoenix town at the junction of Rhodesia and Nyasaland.

"Fenghuang Town, that's the name again. How many Phoenix Towns is this on the way?" Louis Botha's dissatisfaction was accumulating. The signs on the platform were only in Chinese and English, and the square characters seemed to be bigger. .

"The third, or the fourth, who knows, the phoenix in our Chinese culture does not refer to the phoenix flower, but a very magical creature that will be reborn when it encounters fire. No one has ever seen this kind of creature , but such creatures are everywhere, and in Nyasaland, the name Phoenix Town is used as frequently as Victoria, implying rebirth from nirvana.” Carlos, Louis Botha’s secretary, just graduated from Nyasaland University, Although he has a very westernized name, he is Chinese.

"Rebirth from Nirvana—a very good description." At this time, Luis Botha was very glad that he insisted on keeping Carlos by his side.

This is also helpless. The former Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Education were in the same situation. Many staff members in the Ministry were former members of the Boer coalition forces. I can't even write their names, and all of them are just pretending to be numbers.

After the graduates of Nyasaland University began to enter the federal government, Luis Botha picked Carlos as his secretary at a glance. Compared with those retired military officers, at least Carlos could do his job well, and the Ministry of Agriculture gradually Get regular.

For a long time, Louis Botha hoped to establish a national farm led by the federal government and increase the voice of the Ministry of Agriculture.

However, in the case of southern Africa, most of the farms are privately owned, and there is no possibility of establishing a national farm at all. In the whole of southern Africa, only Nyasaland has a large-scale national farm, so Louis Botha came here Nyasaland studied.

"Do you need to notify the officials here?" Louis Botha's security director Swift asked for instructions.

"No, we'll get out of the station with them—" Luis Botha didn't want to bother too many people, and got out of the station with other passengers who got off the bus, he wanted to see the most realistic situation.

It is said that in Nyasaland, there is no so-called VIP passage at the railway station, there is only one exit.

Fenghuang Town is not big. There are a hundred or so scattered households, most of whom are employees of Nyasaland Agricultural Company. There are many such small towns in Nyasaland, and they are not at all conspicuous.

Although the town is not big, the construction of the railway station is meticulous, the ground has been hardened, and the square bricks unique to Nyasaland are used. These square bricks are all artificially fired, and their service life may be worse than that of stone slabs. , but the advantages are low cost, simple processing, and easy replacement. If you use stone slabs to harden the ground, the cost may soar more than ten times.

"I passed by here when I was studying at Nyasaland University. At first, the ticket hall and waiting hall were made of wood, but later they were slowly transformed into the current brick and tile structure. After a while, they may have to be demolished and rebuilt. The new one The ticket hall and waiting hall are said to be reinforced concrete buildings, which were designed by Professor Ross of the School of Architecture of Nyasaland University.” Carlos was so excited that when he returned to Nyasaland, Carlos felt like coming home.

"Such a small train station, can you afford Professor Ross to design it yourself?" Louis Botha was surprised. Professor Ross is the deputy dean in charge of teaching at the School of Architecture of Nyasaland University, and a well-known designer in southern Africa. Such a small train station is indeed a bit overkill.

Moreover, even a small train station can afford Professor Ross to design it, and Nyasaland's wealth is indeed well-deserved.

"Not only Phoenix Town, but other railway stations of similar size will adopt the design of Professor Ross." Carlos explained in detail, and Luis Botha suddenly realized.

"Then in the future, that is to say, the train stations in Nyasaland will be the same. It's really sad that so many train stations have no personality at all." Swift couldn't help making sarcastic remarks. During the Boer War, Swift Te is Louis Botha's attendant, and he is very resistant to everything related to the British and Chinese.

"Although it is the same, it will make passengers feel at home, and they will not be at a loss when they come to a strange place." Carlos is not angry, there are many people like Swift, if not all in Louis ·Botta works next to him, Carlos doesn't care about Swift at all.

When leaving the station, the ticket checking staff was meticulous. Although the tickets of Louis Botha and his party were fine, the staff still asked to check Louis Botha's ID.

"Go away, don't waste our time!" Swift finally broke out. To Carlos, Swift can still maintain reason, but to the grassroots staff, Swift obviously has little patience.

"Don't interfere with my work, take the initiative to show your ID, and come one by one." The staff is not in a hurry, with a pistol on their waist belt and a shiny copper whistle hanging around their necks, ready to call for support at any time.

"F***, get your heads out, you're in trouble!" Swift was so arrogant that he almost poked his finger on the staff's nose.

"Didn't your mother teach you to be polite to people—" The staff were rude, these outsiders were just annoying, and they always had to suffer a little to learn the rules of Nyasaland.

"Okay, okay, sir, we are employees of the federal government's Ministry of Agriculture, and we're not here to make trouble." Carlos showed his ID on his own initiative. If it wasn't for the presence of Louis Botha, Carlos would like to let Swift continue to make trouble go down.

"Ministry of Agriculture——Carlos—are you Chinese?" The staff members who were also Chinese were immediately amiable when they saw Carlos' ID.

"I just graduated from Nyasaland University last year." Carlos was still very proud to mention this.

"Wow, then you are really amazing!" The praise of the staff really comes from the heart, and the ability to enter the Ministry of Agriculture after graduation fully demonstrates the gold content of Nyasaland University.

"Thank you, can we go now? Sorry, my colleague is in a bad mood today." Carlos seemed to be holding his forehead and smiling bitterly, but actually pointed his head with his fingers. Because of the angle, Swift did not did not see.

Swift didn't care about Carlos either, and Louis Botha gave Swift a flat look, and Swift immediately died down.

"It's understandable, but he will suffer in Nyasaland like this." The staff returned the ID to Carlos, opened the gate, and looked at Swift still unkindly.

Walking out of the train station, the ground of the street is hardened with asphalt, neat street trees are planted on both sides of the road, a grocery store, and a hotel including a restaurant together form the entire commercial area of ​​Phoenix Town.

This made Swift very dissatisfied. The whole town didn't even have a bar. The spiritual world of people here is indeed barren.

"Chinese people don't object to drinking, but they only drink when necessary. Ordinary Chinese families are almost self-sufficient. Even if there is no store, it will not affect the life of Chinese people." Carlos is Chinese and knows the status of Chinese families very well.

"That's really good. There are too many bars in Pretoria—" Louis Botha said to the point, many white people are really addicted to alcohol, and some people don't drink at all. Habits are in line with Louis Botha's impression of the Chinese, moderate.

"There's no tailor shop, don't Chinese people wear clothes?" Swift was obviously not convinced.

Carlos didn't respond to this kind of dubious thinking at all. Occasionally, pedestrians passed by on the street. Although they were not in suits and leather shoes, they were clean and tidy. They were just normal overalls and button-up shirts, and they were not disheveled.

But why not eat minced meat is really a common phenomenon. Luis Botha is also watching Carlos, obviously interested in this issue.

"Most of the Chinese housewives can do handwork. We Chinese call this female red. This female red does not simply refer to flower arranging and dressing, but includes all aspects of life, such as tailoring. We Chinese do not need tailors at all. From weaving From printing and dyeing, to cutting and sewing, and even repairing after it is torn, you can do it yourself—" Carlos is very proud. In fact, many white families and women can do these manual jobs, but for Louis Botha and As far as Swift is concerned, it is normal for them to not understand these.

After all, both Louis Botha and Swift had their clothes made to order in tailors.

"Do it independently?" Louis Botha was surprised. For Louis Botha, this is a complicated job.

"Yes, it's done independently, weaving cotton into cloth, then making clothes, and then turning the clothes into shoes after the clothes are worn out and out of shape, it may be simplified now, there are fabrics for sale in grocery stores, and ready-made clothes can also be bought, but It is not suitable for everyone, especially the shoes, which are the kind of layered soles I wear, and only the feet know whether the shoes fit—” Carlos is also a new immigrant from southern Africa. He spent his childhood in the Qing Dynasty, and knows the Chinese in Qing Dynasty How hard it is.

According to Carlos' income level, Carlos can go to a tailor shop to make a custom order now, and Carlos has indeed done so. After all, working in the Ministry of Agriculture still has to worry about the overall image.

However, Carlos will take off the custom-made cowhide boots after returning home from work. He still prefers to wear a layered bottom. Compared with a layered bottom, the cowhide boots are really good-looking, but the cowhide boots are too hard, airtight, and stuffy. Moreover, it is expensive, and once deformed, it will be very ugly, and the only advantage is that it looks good.

"Carlos, get me a pair of your layered bottoms, I want to try them too." Luis Botha wants to try the layered bottoms for himself, some things really need to be tried to know what's going on .

(End of this chapter)