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Chapter 873 Discrimination from Ming Dynasty (fourth update, please subscribe)
What is the truest side?
The real side is that what they see is a slum. Compared with the prosperity on the other side, everything here is gray and white. The streets here are narrow, and even the ground is full of sewage. , The sewage discharged from the alley is flowing randomly on the street, and there are messy stalls on both sides of the street, where the vendors are hawking in Spanish or Italian, and the flies are randomly biting the meat hanging on the meat stall. on the meat.

"Haha, see if I'm right, this is the most real side!"

John said a little excitedly, he even picked up the camera excitedly, and took pictures of the people on the street. He finally found the evidence that Ming was definitely not the evidence of heaven.

After taking a lot of photos with the camera, John went to a tavern on the side of the road. The dark room was filled with the choking smell of cheap tobacco. He observed the guests in the tavern. The Spanish asked for a beer.

"British?"

Sandler looked curiously at the two guests who had just entered.

"American, my name is John, from New York."

"New York? I went there more than ten years ago. My name is Sandler."

Meeting a white man who could speak English made John feel very good. He ordered a glass of beer for him, and then they chatted. After chatting for a while, he looked back at the guests in the tavern and said doubtfully.

"It seems that it should be working time now, why are there so many guests here?"

"Working hours?"

Sandler said in a sarcastic tone.

"You've got to get a job, huh?"

"It should be easy to find a job. I remember that there seems to be an employment agency here. As long as you register, they will introduce you to a job."

Mark Twain said with a little puzzled evidence that he knew when he was in the United States that employment agencies, an industry with Ming characteristics, allowed many people to find jobs easily. "Employment Agencies?"

Sandler sneered.

"Yes, there are employment agencies, but in the employment agency, the people there can only speak Chinese, no one can speak Spanish, and here if you can't speak Chinese, it is almost difficult to find a long-term job. work, even dock workers, the kind of work that sells physical strength, must be able to understand Chinese, otherwise no one will hire you."

John became excited when he heard it, and he asked a little excitedly.

"So, if you can't speak Chinese, it's impossible to find a job?"

"Yes!"

Sandler took a sip of beer, and then said with some regret.

"John, I used to be a reporter, a news reporter in Buenos Aires, and there used to be six Spanish-language newspapers here, but now? Not one! They closed all the Spanish-language newspapers."

As soon as Sandler's words fell, someone said.

"Mr. Sandler, it's not that they closed the newspaper, it's that no one is reporting the advertisement, so the owner of the newspaper closed the newspaper."

"That's right, but why didn't anyone advertise in the newspaper? John, because a large number of Chinese people have flooded here, they occupy everything here, everything, as long as it is the industry you can think of, it is full of them There are more and more Ming people, and the advertisements in newspapers are naturally aimed at them. Without the support of advertisements, Spanish-language newspapers will naturally not be able to survive. Of course, it’s not just that.”

Maybe it's because I haven't talked to anyone about this for a long time. When Sandler mentioned all this, his tone was full of complaints. Of course he had reasons to complain. After all, once upon a time, he was a respected reporter. But now?He was just an unemployed middle-aged man, and even his wife left him.

"Now, in the entire Ming Empire, whether in the former Chilean area, or Argentina or Paraguay, there is not a single Spanish school. The Ming people have nothing to do with closing those schools, but they require every teacher to obtain a teaching qualification. , and this requires passing the Mandarin test. My God, do you know how difficult Mandarin is?"

When it came to Mandarin, Sandler was a little jealous of his friend Hidalgo, who was a poet and wrote many patriotic poems, but now?He became a clerk - unlike a civil servant, it paid a lot less, but at least it was a very decent job.Because he can not only speak, but also write Chinese.

"This is not the most important thing, but the Ming Empire deliberately created a deadlock - all teachers must pass the teacher qualification test before they can teach, which means that all Spanish-speaking teachers must pass the Mandarin test to be a teacher Qualifications, of course, they set up a three-year transition period, which is to give them three years to learn Chinese, and at the same time? They also use compulsory education subsidies as an excuse, only textbooks written in accordance with the syllabus of the Ministry of Education of the Empire. In addition to being able to enjoy the tax exemption for teaching books, other books must pay taxes. In addition, they also require that all schools must use textbooks that meet the syllabus, which means that Spanish books are not only expensive, but also cannot be sold legally. Textbooks that go into schools, and that's how they wiped out Spanish little by little."

Some depressed drank a glass of wine, Sandler complained.

"What did this civilized country do? They destroyed everything here. All the Spaniards created will be destroyed by them. Our fate may be like those Indians..."

Looking at Sandler, who was drinking with his head down, John recorded all of this truthfully. Of course, the last sentence was selectively ignored by him.Then he asked a lot of questions. Of course, Sandler also knew that he was a reporter from the United States, so he naturally answered his questions one by one. In many cases, he talked about everything he knew with embellishments.

"Woman, what are those damn Ming people doing? They don't hire Argentines, or don't provide us with good jobs, while they provide good, high-paying jobs for their own people, and their people live in gorgeous neighborhoods What about us? We can only live in this kind of ghost place, women, especially those women who love vanity, they will abandon their children and marry Daming people..."

When mentioning those women, Sandler once again thought of his beautiful wife, no, it should be his ex-wife.She chose to divorce after he lost his job and married a man from the Ming Dynasty. That guy was just an ordinary tram driver, a worker.

"God can testify how beautiful Buenos Aires used to be, but since it was occupied by the Ming people, everything has changed..."

"Even if it's beautiful, what's the point? None of this exists..."

A few drunks complained dissatisfiedly, they recalled their happy life there, it seems that in their eyes, that era was happy, not like now, they can only linger on like wild dogs...

(End of this chapter)