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Chapter 642 Imperial Consumables ([-]rd update, please subscribe)
People's fate always changes inadvertently. At the end of 1873, Ding Dashuan resigned from his job and came to Madita, where he became an "apprentice supervisor" in the plantation and began his learning journey.

For him, the daily work is not complicated, just follow Sato, a supervisor from Japan, and learn how he manages labor.

As if deliberately showing off, Sato, who was by his side, would beat the laborers with the cane in his hand from time to time.

Of course, he didn't attack hard. After all, the laborers had to work. If they were injured or disabled, who would do the work?

So every blow is very measured. In fact, this is also a technical job. It should not only make them feel pain, but also not affect their labor.

"Sir, look at these people. If you don't keep an eye on them, they will definitely be lazy. If you want them not to be lazy, the most important thing is to smoke people every once in a while, but you can't just smoke blindly, and you have to give them something sweet ..."

The work in the plantation is very trivial, but for Ding Dashuan, he is really studying seriously, learning how to manage supervisors, how to use labor, and even in just a few months, he has learned a few local words The native language, when he tried to praise the laborers in the native language for the first time, Zuo Teng, whose face changed greatly, stopped him quickly, and then said.

"Sir, you are from Daming. You just need to speak Chinese with them. It doesn't matter whether they understand it or not. The most important thing is the difference between the upper and lower levels!"

Up and down are different!

Ding Dashuan learned another thing. Many things in the colony are different from those in the mainland, but one thing is certain, living here as a Ming person is very comfortable.

One evening, after working hard all day, he returned to his room. Just when he was about to fall asleep, the door of his room was gently pushed open, and a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old walked in. The girl was not an indigenous girl, But a mixed-race woman.

The girl vaguely has some native skin color, but looks more like a Caucasian.

It was her. On the first day he came to the plantation, he saw this girl. Her father was Ferinando, the overseer of the plantation. There are many Chilean prisoners of war in the plantation here. Most of them are already in the local area. Take root and have children with the local natives.

A girl of her age must have been a child of the earliest prisoners of war. Her father, Ferinando, had been released long ago, but he must have stayed here, first because he had no money to buy a boat ticket, and second It is because his wife in Chile had married someone else long ago. As for San, he himself may have two or three native wives, who have given birth to a bunch of children.Ferinando had four native wives, the youngest of whom was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and they bore him sixteen children.

She seems to be the oldest, named Xia Yuhe.It looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, but in fact it is not that big at all. Almost all Westerners are like this, even mixed races. The figure of a teenager looks no different from that of an adult.

Ferrinando and the others like to give their children a Chinese-style name. As for the surname, it may be the surname of his first boss.

The girl's dark eyes were beautiful, with long eyelashes and slender curly hair that rose and fell like waves.When she walked into the room and saw Ding Dashuan staring at her with admiration boldly and unabashedly, a blush appeared on her slightly brown face.Her neat and well-fitting clothes further accentuated her slender figure, and a maid outfit made her look dignified.

Ding Dashuan looked at the girl with his eyes, a little puzzled and a little appreciative.

"Sir, when you leave here, are you willing to take me out of here?"

the girl looked at him and asked.

"what?"

"I know that Mr. is an apprentice here. In the future, you will definitely have your own plantation. When you leave, Mr. will give you some gifts. Not only will there be supervisors, laborers, and maids, as long as you are willing to take me away ..."

The girl untied the tie of her white apron while speaking.

"I can do anything for you, sir, don't get me wrong, I, I just hope that one day, I can be your housekeeper..."

When the girl walked over, Ding Dashuan was a little dazed, he didn't even know what happened, he just faced all this in a daze.

The next morning, when the girl left his room, Ding Dashuan still felt that everything was like a dream.It's just... unbelievable.

"Sir, this is normal. It must have been ordered by that fellow Fernando. He was brought out from the plantation by the master. He definitely hopes that his daughter will be taken out by you. Not only can he become your housekeeper in the future, but he may give you a child." . . . a shrewd fellow."

When talking about Ferinando's "scheming", Zuo Teng's eyes were full of envy. After all, Xia Yuhe is a well-known beauty in the plantation. Like other supervisors, Zuo Teng also fantasized about marrying her away , Now you don't even have to think about it, those people are all smart.

This... the girl threw herself into her arms for this reason?
Just to leave here with myself in the future?

Ding Dashuan was a little dazed. In Xinyouzhou, there are always more men than women. Everyone is showing off their magical powers in order to marry a wife, but here?
It was unexpected that someone would throw himself into his arms, and she was a beautiful big girl.

Such a good thing can't be encountered in Daming.Of course you can't say that, after all, there are still many Japanese female workers in Daming's factories.They are also eager to marry people from Daming, but there are too many monks in Daming, and those Japanese female workers have a choice.

"Sir, although Xia Yuhe is very beautiful, in the future you will definitely find someone from Daming, at least marry a Japanese as your wife, no matter how much the master dotes on that Mrs. Yang, he will definitely marry someone from Daming in the future. "

Zuo Teng, who has already identified the position of "Foreman" of Ding's plantation in his heart, can be said to be dedicated to his master. In his opinion, Ding Dashuan will be his lord in the future, so he must help him as much as possible.

In fact, this is also the biggest feature in the colony. Those Japanese supervisors are like the most loyal... lackeys of the Ming people. They charge forward on the battlefield to quell the rebellion of the natives, and they supervise the natives to work in the plantations.They are more reliable than whites.

And for Japanese people like Sato, they also made their position very clear. They are the loyal subordinates of the lord, not just supervisors, but the kind who can die for the lord at any time.

Even in the past many years, when the natives attacked the plantation, the Japanese overseers tried their best to protect the master, and finally all died. Although such incidents are very rare, the loyalty of the Japanese overseers basically does not need to be doubted. .

In fact, this is also a very normal thing, just like in the British colonial structure, the Indians are always the most loyal, because the Indians know very well that their power comes from there-from the British, without the British, None of them farts.Therefore, their loyalty to the British master is well-known to the world. They flattered upwards and were arrogant downwards. They relied on hundreds of thousands of Indian dog legs. The British ruled most of Africa, even in Hong Kong and in the concession India. Dog legs are also everywhere.

Japanese people like Zuo Teng are of course very realistic. They may dream of becoming naturalized as Daming people, but before that, they must be the most expensive dog legs of Daming, contributing to Daming's African cause...

In fact, in Daming's overseas colonization business, Daming needs these people, after all, they are the real imperial consumables!

Consumables are needed for the colonization of the empire!

Not limited to Japan, sometimes, filial sons can too!
(End of this chapter)