I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

As for the military, Zhu Fugui has no plans to set up a local commander.

As far as the army is concerned, theaters still need to be set up in the future, but now is obviously not the time.

Zhu Fugui directly issued the combat objectives to Mo Bai, but did not interfere with the specific tactics.

In general, in the second half of this year, the main task of Mo Bai's headquarters is to eliminate the remaining white bandit forces in the Xinlu area, replace defense with offense, actively defend the joint headquarters of the Oregon and California National Guards, and effectively protect the Xinlu mining area. construction.

……

It is said that there are no immigrants, but counting construction and road construction workers, various technical personnel, and related garrisons, Fengdu still lost nearly 1 people.

Fortunately, the Daming convoy returned soon to replenish Xinfeng's population.

Same as last time, the "Democracy" in the transport fleet took turns to enter the dock for maintenance and replace the power system, while the "Fuqiang" who was on a turn before rejoined the team.

The naturalized new immigrants basically do not need Zhu Fugui to intervene.

Zhu Fugui took the time to visit Morishita who was recuperating at the Royal Hospital, and stuffed him with two raw eggs and swallowed them on the spot, showing the greatness of the emperor's grace. (Note: Japan uses raw eggs as supplements, but they are usually shelled. His Majesty Zhu Fugui directly stuffed eggs with shells, which supplemented calcium for Aiqing Mori, and it has also been passed down as a good story.)

After winning over the hearts of the people, Zhu Fugui sent Ito Hirobumi, who was on standby, and ordered him to follow the "Fuqiang" to Changzhou in three days.

Ito accepted the order gladly, after all, Daming's [White Slave Exchange and Women] plan is really too spazzy!

Chapter 194 Civil Servant, Mining Area, Pig Intestine

On the outskirts of Daming Fengdu, the former Plash mining area is now the No. 10 Royal Coal Mine, and the [-]th mining area where the emperor of Ming Dynasty once wielded a pickaxe in legend.

At 5:[-] in the morning, Chen Xiaoer, the administrator of the mining area, got up to wash up and started a busy day of work.

Since the Battle of Bremerton, Donald and others have gradually become the diplomatic stars of the Honglu Temple of the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty.

The Plash Coal Mine was taken over by the Ming Dynasty and directly managed by officials appointed by the Ministry of Industry.

As for Chen Xiaoer, a noble civil servant of the Ming Dynasty, he enjoyed a high salary of 5 silver dollars per month, which is equivalent to about 1300 yuan in later generations, as well as a considerable amount of performance salary.

5 silver dollars is 5 dollars, don't underestimate this money, although it is incomparable with the salary of civil servants in the coastal areas of later generations, but in this era, a monthly salary of 5 dollars is a good income in most places in the world.

Adding performance salary, Chen Xiaoer expects his annual income to reach more than 120 yuan this year.

Although this level of income is only about half of the army's average annual income of 200 silver dollars, after all, this job does not require daily hard training, hard food and sleeping, and there is no risk of losing his head. Chen Xiaoer is already very content.

Chen Xiaoer remembers that his brother-in-law Zhu Laomao served as a soldier in the Green Camp to eat food. In theory, he only got 12 taels of silver a year, which is equivalent to only 18 yuan for Dewu Baotong.

Not to mention that there are routine filial piety such as "Peng Kou Yin" and "Peng Ma Yin". If you can really keep it for your own use, it would be good to have 15 silver dollars.

That's it, when my brother-in-law saw him still put his eyes on the sky, and he was obedient and didn't dare to say a word.

"It's so funny, you're just a bit of dog food for the Tartars, what an air!"

While brushing his teeth, Chen Xiaoer couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of foam, feeling that he was too stupid and naive to treat a beggar as a boss.

If it hadn't been said by the adults in the court that the Jianghuai war is still in turmoil, it is extremely dangerous to send money, Chen Xiaoer really wants to send a few dozen dollars back, not only to honor his parents, but also to support his sister as a family member.

Chen Xiaoer couldn't help laughing at the thought of his brother-in-law with thick eyebrows and big eyes seeing Yinzi stunned.

In fact, let alone brother-in-law, Chen Xiaoer learned from the night school that he is the admiral of the puppet Qing Dynasty, and his legal salary for a year is only 81 taels, which is equivalent to 120 silver dollars.

That is to say, as long as Daming survives, his income, Chen Xiaoer, has even surpassed that of a high official like the Admiral of the Puppet Qing Dynasty!

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoer vigorously stirred the toothbrush in the cup, rinsed it clean, and determined to work with full energy today.

Daming must never fail, it must last forever!

Chen Xiaoer has no culture, nor is he an ambitious person, but he still understands the simple truth of who he eats.

"Master Chen—"

At this time, a red-haired man wearing a T-shirt and bloomers specially made for the Second Devils ran over holding two steaming steamed buns and an egg.

This is Xiao En, the white foreman who is in charge of the management of the white slaves in the tenth mining area.

Like the previous Chinese foremen, the white foremen are not formally organized, but they are very powerful.

From the name Sean, or his iconic Celtic red hair, he has Irish ancestry.

Sean was originally a militiaman in Seattle who hung up barbed wire at the Battle of Juchino, but only suffered some skin trauma.

After surviving the wound infection, Sean became a white slave and was assigned to the tenth mining area.

Due to his excellent language talent, Sean's fate changed.

Many people have a misunderstanding that Chinese is the most difficult language in the world for foreigners.

This kind of statement is actually not comprehensive, not scientific, and not politically correct. In many cases, it is just self-consolation for not being able to learn English well.

Because the languages ​​that are really difficult to learn in the world are often indigenous languages ​​that retain various morphemes, rather than progressive languages ​​with simplified morphemes like English and Chinese.

As an isolating language, Chinese has very few consonant changes and its grammar is relatively simple.

In modern mainstream thought, and even in the mouths of some well-known people in later generations, these characteristics have become evidence that Chinese is an inferior language.

But anyone who has learned a little knowledge of modern linguistics will know that this is pure fart.

For example, English, which is highly praised by the public intellectuals, is actually the most evolved and most isolating language among the large number of inflectional languages ​​in Europe.

After being ruled by Northern Europe and France in turn, the grammar and tense basis of Old English were completely broken, and finally the complexity was simplified, and only three or four tenses were retained. Except for a few negative numbers, only s was added, and the grammar became more refined. Simple.

It can be said that English is the most human-like and most efficient compared to the overwhelmingly complex vocabulary changes in continental Europe.

Although not the main reason, efficiency and brevity are also one of the internal reasons why English has become a world language in later generations.

In short, an advanced language is not difficult to learn, but the native language of the dense forest will make people collapse.

In fact, ancient Chinese is also an inflectional language, but our ancestors realized it thousands of years before the British, reduced complexity to simplicity, and stepped into the broad road of isolating languages.

Therefore, Chinese is not a difficult language to learn. In other words, Chinese is not difficult to get started. What is difficult to master is the Chinese intonation and writing system.

Just aiming at oral dialogue, Chinese is easier than most languages.

At least from the practice of Ming Dynasty, as long as they study hard, most foreigners can use Chinese for daily communication within half a year.

This Irishman named Sean is even more gifted. He has mastered spoken Chinese within half a year, and can even read newspapers written in vernacular like "Da Ming Times".

As a civilized and progressive white slave, although Xiao En is not yet qualified to obtain a Daming green card, his status is already far above that of ordinary white slaves.

He obtained the right to deliver breakfast to Mr. Chen every day!

Don't underestimate this power. Master Chen has been on a diet recently. As long as Xiao En is diligent, he can often be rewarded with half a steamed bun, or an egg yolk or something.

Sure enough, Chen Xiaoer touched his big bald head, and then his growing belly. This time he generously gave Xiao En a whole steamed stuffed bun with mushrooms and vegetables.

While eating, the two came to the mine, took a brief look, and Chen Xiaoer went to the meeting room of the mining area to take over the shift.

At this time, the white slaves who had eaten sweet potato porridge and corn on the cob had already started working.

Snapped!

A crisp whip sound landed on the back of a fairly tall white slave, drawing a faint bloodstain.

Sean's Chinese with a strong Irish accent sounded: "Mikan, you damn slacker, even the donkeys in the production team dare not be lazy like you, stop thinking about your damn wife and daughter, they Maybe she was married to the black paladins on St. George's Hill long ago!"

"you……"

McCann gritted his teeth, trying not to look at Sean's flat face, "Again, my wife will definitely not remarry, she must be waiting for me in New York! And my daughter, she married a Chinese!"

"Hahaha, although I have heard it countless times, every time I hear you say such a joke, it still makes me laugh!"

Sean raised his whip, and said disdainfully, "If you have a son-in-law from Mr. Hua, would you still use it here to dig coal? Wouldn't it be nice to get a green card to enjoy the blessings of him? Okay, okay, stop having these stupid dreams, we The quota for this month in the mining area has not been completed yet, you all work hard for me, as long as you can get the top three in the mine again, Master Chen said, everyone can eat pork intestine hot pot again!"

Xiao En's words won the cheers of all the white slaves.

To be honest, although they have become slaves, these Chinese people are indeed not extremely vicious.

As long as I work 16 hours a day, I can eat corn, pumpkin, potatoes or sweet potatoes in the morning, noon and evening. When I am sick, there is a magic medicine called "Swine Fever Spirit", which works miraculously most of the time.

It can be said that this kind of life does not seem to be any worse than those factories in the north. The only difference may be...

free?

Let's have a bowl of pig intestines!

The pig's large intestine hot pot, although most people refused at first, but the life of clear soup and little water, and then encountered the pig's large intestine hot pot cooked by Chinese chefs, and finally the white slaves gave up resistance in front of the food.

Just as Xiao En was urging the white slaves to work with a whip, Chen Xiaoer, who had finished the work handover meeting, ran over with the roster.

"Assemble, assemble, those who report their names, assemble at the bathhouse, remember to bring soap!" Chen Xiaoer shouted loudly with his hands on his hips.

Chapter 195

McCann was originally a military attache to the U.S. ambassador to Shanghai, but in an unbelievable turn of events last year, he was stabbed by a Japanese ronin and then became a slave to Chinese people who claimed to be Ming people.

This time, he was called to the bathhouse to assemble.

As a German immigrant, McCann didn't know why, but he always felt that the bathhouse was a dangerous place, and soap was a more dangerous item than bombs.

However, nothing strange happened until he and some other white slaves finished the bath.

On the contrary, the mining area prepared new clothes for them, a linen robe similar to Japanese ronin costumes.

"After taking a bath, put on clogs and gather in the yard! After taking a bath, put on clogs and gather in the yard!"

At this time, the voice of the Ming official came from the small speaker on the ceiling of the bathroom again.

McCann has always been a little concerned about this magical horn.

As a former military officer, he realized that these Chinese seemed to have mastered some unknown means of communication, which would play an unexpected role in the war.

"Is the third yellow peril really unavoidable..."

McCann rubbed his face and followed the crowd towards the yard. Instead of worrying about the possibility of a third yellow peril, let's find a way to survive.

……

By the time the white slaves came to the courtyard, there was already a row of brocade guards standing here.

These soldiers belonging to Beizhen Fusi's internal guards received worse treatment than the field army, and were mainly responsible for the defense of important facilities such as factories, mines, prisons, and power stations within Daming.

During the two white slave riots last year, these gentle-looking guys in mandarin duck robes, embroidered spring knives and old-fashioned muskets showed their true qualities as butchers.

For the white slaves, those green-skinned soldiers are terrible, but these red-skinned soldiers might as well give way.

In front of Jin Yiwei, there was a small group of men in Hanfu.

McCann took a look and saw that none of them were from military background, they should be civilians.

"Director Xia, I have caused you trouble this time."

A thin and thin man spoke to a tall and thin man in unfamiliar Chinese while bowing 90 degrees.

"Ito dispatched hairy envoy, you are out of touch now, we are all working for the Long Live God."

The tall man bowed in the direction of the Fugui Palace with both hands, "Your trip to the Changzhou Domain to ask for a concubine is a major event related to the stability of the Ming Dynasty, and I will definitely do my best."

This tall man is the president of the Daming Royal Academy of Social Sciences, curator of the Daming Royal Museum, editor-in-chief of the "Daming Royal Science Journal", doctor of the Ministry of Rites, vice priest of the Imperial Academy, and professor Xia Zhixinxia.

From this bunch of titles, it can be seen how well Xia Zhixin has been in the Great Ming Dynasty during this period of time, how radiant and glowing he is.

It can be said that in Daming Xia Zhixin feels that his whole body has been reborn, and his whole body has become light!

Although he could not expand the territory on the battlefield, Xia Zhixin vowed that he would charge forward in the cultural field for His Majesty the Emperor and destroy the city.

At the same time, the short man standing beside Xia Zhixin was Ito Hirobumi, who had just been conferred the title of "Mao Sending Envoy" by His Majesty the Emperor.

The so-called envoy to send Mao is naturally the same as the envoy to the Sui Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty. It is a kind of diplomatic envoy, and his destination is the Maori family of Changzhou Fan.

As for the group of white slaves gathered right now, they are one of the goods traded with the Maori family, and they can be regarded as some small rewards from the Great Tomorrow Dynasty.

The reason for choosing McCann and others is that these white slaves are neither the highest quality, progressive white slaves who are as diligent as donkeys and working hard for Daming’s green card, nor are they the most hip-stretching white slaves, they belong to the middle class. , suitable as a gift for white slaves.

After exchanging pleasantries with Ito Hirobumi, Xia Zhixin looked at the Hercules gold watch in his hand: "It's getting late, I'll start working first, Xiao Wu, remember to take a few more high-quality photos, and strive to be in the next day." This issue was published in the "Da Ming Times"! This is also part of the content of the "Chinese and Chinese vassal culture test"!"

After giving some instructions, Xia Zhixin led a group of men to shave the white slaves.

The white slave Xia Zhixin was personally in charge of was McCann. He snorted coldly and said, "You are a barbarian. You are not qualified to sit in front of the dean. Kneel down in an ancient posture!"

The so-called ancient posture refers to the kneeling posture of the Chinese people before the Hu chair was introduced to the Central Plains in the Tang Dynasty, which is the kneeling posture that the Japanese have always kept in later generations.

Of course McCann couldn't understand this, but Jin Yiwei at the side would help him understand.

The scabbard of Xiuchun Knife struck McCann's knee, and McCann knelt down.

This terrified McCann.

Because he heard that in the Ming Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty, beheading was done in this posture.