Beauty Comprehensive 1999

Chapter 261 Guangdong Guild Hall
The speed of the paper carriage was faster than Heitu, an aboriginal priest, imagined. He quickly traveled hundreds of kilometers along the way and came to one of the tribes Heitu was going to visit.

For his own plan, Xie Zihao couldn't help but go with him for a while. Fortunately, the entertainment among these aborigines is also simple, nothing more than eating, drinking and entertaining, not as much intrigue as in the so-called civilized society.

After passing through several tribes in this way, Black Earth successfully reached preliminary intentions with two of them, making preparations for the subsequent alliance to fight against the invaders.

Although only two tribes expressed interest in the plan proposed by the black soil, the other tribes may feel that their territory is far away from the white people and it is difficult to be harassed, or they are not optimistic about the plan proposed by the black soil, so they all chose to reject it.

On the contrary, Black Soil's views on this matter are more open-minded. For him and the Red Cloud Tribe, it is good news to be able to attract two more allies to join. The joining of these tribes, together with the original Seven-Color Flame Alliance, will also strengthen the aboriginal side Resistance force, make a strong support for resisting invaders.

Xie Zihao didn't mean to laugh at those aboriginal tribes either. He understood that in this era when the federal government hadn't launched a brutal massacre against the aborigines, there really weren't many tribes with that kind of foresight.

And when the Pacific Railway that runs through the North American continent is opened to traffic, all primitive tribes will face the crushing of industrial civilization, and finally the remnants will become mascots raised in captivity.

In reality, he can't go back in time to change his destiny, but in this world he can try to add some obstacles to the White Eagle Federation, and there is no psychological burden, because even among the people born and bred in this land, there has always been There is no shortage of anti-federal people, let alone him, a time traveler?

So after comforting Heitu a few words, Xie Zihao controlled the carriage and arrived at the destination of the trip, Golden State on the west coast of North America on the east coast of the Pacific Ocean.

The carriage drove into the urban area of ​​Saramento. It was said that it was an urban area, but it was actually a settlement similar to Camp Rogue. In the beginning, the name of this place was not actually Sacramento, but Camp Sutter, because it was a It was named after a man named John Sutter who first established a gold rush camp here.

But it is only 1857 now, and Saramento was a settlement established in 1839. At that time, the population was basically negligible. It was not until 1848 that gold was discovered there, and then John Sutter established Sartre in December of the following year. The camp became the embryonic form of the future city.

Since then, due to the influx of gold diggers, the camp has developed rapidly. After the so-called California Congress and the state government moved to Sacramento in 1854, it became the capital of California.

Because Xie Zihao was in Jinzhou, he knew something about this period of history.

Looking at a city like a refugee camp, driven by the gold rush, the commercial and agricultural development here is indeed amazing, but it is a bit exaggerated to say that it is a city.

The horse-drawn carriages on the road and the boats at the wharf are constantly coming and going, and all kinds of goods and people are coming and going, and there is a constant flow, which is a busy scene. However, the population officially settled here should be less than [-], and many of the remaining people are from the south. Gold diggers and traders from north to south.

Because the appearance of the black soil is easy to cause misunderstanding, Xie Zihao used a trick to make the people around him subconsciously ignore the carriage and the two of them, until Xie Zihao saw a familiar face at a stall selling rice rolls on the street, and then stopped the carriage .

The owner of the stall is a middle-aged man wearing folk bunt clothes of the old days, with braids on his head, which are much thinner than the big braids seen on TV, but it is not the same as the money rats in the early and middle post-golden period. The tail ratio is thicker, and it seems to be messy because it has not been repaired for a long time. The scalp also has stubble of different lengths, which looks much more pleasing to the eye than a bald head with braids.

The same is true of several Tang people who are dressed similarly but carry tools, knives and guns on their backs.There were even a few similarly dressed whites and Latinos in front of the booth, obviously the Chinese food has gone out of the world.

Xie Zihao got off the car with Lan Ran's body on his back, came to the stall owner, and said:
"My old man, are you from Tangshan? Where is your hometown?"

The stall owner was surprised when he heard the words, looked up and saw Aizen's dress, and immediately replied a little nervously:

"Excuse me, guest officer, the villain is from Siyi, Guangdong, and the official words are not good, what can I do?"

During the conversation, the stall owner didn't notice the conversation between the two, and the people around didn't seem to hear it.

Hearing the mandarin spoken by the stall owner with a strong accent, Xie Zihao could understand it. After all, vernacular is spoken all the year round in Guangdong, so it is still difficult to speak mandarin well.

He nodded slightly and said:

"I don't know if my brother knows if there is a guild hall for our Tang people near here?"

The stall owner hurriedly nodded and answered:
"Yes, yes, there is the Guangdong Guild Hall in front of you!"

Xie Zihao was not surprised when he heard the words. As a large immigrant area, Guangdong, Guangxi and the neighboring Fujian and Yue lands have always been the main groups of overseas Chinese immigrants.

He threw down an eagle as a token of thanks, and then walked back to the carriage towards the direction the stall owner pointed.And the stall owner at the end of the carriage touched the shiny eagle in his hand and smiled from ear to ear.

But he forgot what happened just now, and only vaguely remembered that this piece of Yingyang was a very good-looking, well-dressed man, who seemed to be a reward from a nobleman from a wealthy family.But he couldn't remember the face that reminded him of the nobleman.

On the irregular street, Xie Zihao, Itachi and Heitu got out of the car and looked up at the golden plaque written in traditional Chinese characters from right to left. On it were four big characters "Guangdong Guild Hall".

The Guild Hall was a small group composed of out-of-towners or colleagues in the major cities of the Eastern Kingdom during the Ming Dynasty. The earliest known Guild Hall so far was the Wuhu Guild Hall in Beiping, which was built in the Yongle period.

The Jiajing and Wanli periods tended to prosper, and the middle period of the Jin Dynasty had the most. It lasted until the Republic of China and was gradually abolished. Overseas, similar organizations still remained until later generations, but some of them changed their names.

This Guangdong guild hall is obviously not the kind of trial hall where fellow countrymen bureaucrats, gentry, and imperial examination scholars stop and gather, but the kind of guild hall where folks from the same township help each other and meet and communicate with each other.

At this time, not to mention the pinnacle of life, the guild hall is also very lively. It looks like a big tea house, but Xie Zihao took a closer look and found that this place is indeed a tea house.

Teahouses and restaurants in the ancient east were always well-informed places, and similar arrangements were made when they wanted to come here.And those who can travel across the ocean to work overseas are not literati and elegant guests, so naturally they will not make it into a club that only accepts VIPs.And it may also be due to limited conditions, so there are no common theaters and other facilities in this guild hall.

All the people coming and going in the guild hall looked like Tang people, but most of them were dressed as gold diggers, and only a few wore long robes and jackets, which looked like some dignified people.

Seeing the three strangers walking in, everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look over.

A young man dressed as a waiter threw his braids back and hurried over to talk, but before he could speak, Xie Zihao said:

"The establishment of this guild hall is interesting, but who is the head of the guild hall? Who is the head of the guild hall?"

Obviously it was a bit impolite to ask, but the waiter answered with an apologetic smile as enthusiastically as he met his immediate boss:
"Guests are invited inside. The shopkeeper of our guild hall will accompany the guests in the inner room. As for the leader of the meeting, Mr. Liang from Hongmen is a highly respected senior from Jinzhou Tang..."

(End of this chapter)