Navigation conditions in this era were harsh, not to mention such crowded immigrant ships.
In order to maximize the transportation potential of merchant ships, the space of the "multi-layer bed" designed by Zhu Xianhai is extremely narrow, with a width of 55 cm, a length of 1.9 meters, and a height of only 60 cm. It is similar to the sailors on many warships during World War II.
The beds are about the same size.
However, the medical conditions in this era are limited.
Moreover, they had to spend at least two and a half months in such a crowded and dark environment. Fortunately, he had considered the ventilation issue from the beginning - using iron pipes or a large number of bamboo pipes as ventilation pipes to ensure ventilation between the cargo holds.
, ventilation.
Otherwise, in two months, countless people will probably die of suffocation.
But even so, about 10% of the people on each voyage will sleep forever under the waves of the South China Sea, the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean.
This is still our own merchant fleet. Passengers on the ship can eat two meals a day and drink one liter of water. If it were replaced by a foreigner's Chinese ship, the conditions would be even worse. During the long sea journey, the climate is extremely hot, and hundreds of people on board
Thousands of coolies were locked in the bottom of the ship, and the living conditions were extremely harsh. The death rate at sea on the coolie ships going to Cuba was as high as 45%. It was a veritable "floating hell on the sea."
Because it is its own fleet, the transportation mortality rate is reduced. After all, the income of the captain and crew is linked to the immigration mortality rate. If nothing else happens, every six months, Nanhua's merchant fleet will
It brought about 30,000 Chinese immigrants to Nanhua.
The living people are lucky. They came to Nanhua smoothly and started their new life in this peach blossom land far away from China and far away from the flames of war.
"Hey, there's nothing we can do about it, that's all we can do now!"
After sighing, Zhu Xianhai pointed at the "Great Eastern" and said.
"However, when the Great Eastern arrives, all this will change. You see, when the Great Eastern arrives, its speed will be as high as 14 knots. The steam-powered ship will no longer need to fight against the wind like a clipper ship. By then,
It can probably be shortened to about 40 days.”
Zhu Xianhai knew these figures very well. After all, he was full of expectations for this ship. After all, with it, it would completely change the immigration speed of Nanhua.
"Just such a "Great Eastern" can bring 100,000 immigrants to South China every year. Together with the current eleven immigration ships, it can bring at least 160,000 immigrants every year.
It is now 1862. Even if the transportation capacity does not increase, within ten years, the number of immigrants introduced by Nanhua from China will be conservatively estimated to be no less than 1.6 million. Coupled with the newly born population, ten years later, the number of Chinese immigrants in Nanhua will be
The population will exceed 3 million! This is still a conservative estimate!"
This is indeed a conservative estimate. After all, in the next ten years, Nanhua will put more immigrant ships on the ocean routes, and they will all be steam ships. If the "Great Eastern" succeeds, Zhu Xianhai will consider starting from
Britain has ordered several large steamships, of the 10,000-ton variety.
By then, the pace of immigration will only become faster and faster.
3000000!
But it’s just a conservative number!
"Three million! That's a lot!"
For a moment, Sun Muli didn't even know what to say, but seeing his lord's excitement, he felt an uncontrollable excitement in his heart.
Three million!
In the future, this will also be the land of a country. He is the first prefect of Jingzhao Mansion. If everything goes well, will he also be a first-rank official and a central figure in the future?
People have different pursuits.
For Zhu Xianhai, after learning the lesson of the sparse population in the simulator, there was only one thing on his mind - to increase the Chinese immigrant population in South China as much as possible.
This is about Nanhua's survival!
"But, my lord, this ship is so big. When he reaches the Qing Dynasty, where will the ship stop?"
Zhu Xianhai was immediately dumbfounded by the seemingly casual question, "Yes!"
How many ports in the world can accommodate the Great Eastern these days?
Fortunately, Nanhua Bay is deep and wide enough to accommodate it.
"Don't worry about it. China is so big, why don't you worry about having no place to stop?"
After thinking about it, Zhu Xianhai said.
"When it arrives in China in the future, it can be parked in the bay first, and then people can be transported up by small boats. Well, it does not have to be in Hangzhou Bay. It can sail to Shandong, and sail all the way along the coast from Shandong. People along the coast can then
Bring the immigrants on board via small boats, so..."
Suddenly, Zhu Xianhai's eyes lit up, and a word came to his mind - immigration mother ship.
Just like the "fishery mother ship" in another world - a larger ship serves as the mother ship to lead a fleet of several fishing boats, engaged in the offshore fishing production, transportation and marketing industry. The mother ship collects catches, transports and sells them to the fishing industry
Fishing vessels provide supplies, while smaller fishing vessels harvest the catch in the depths of the sea.
"Yes, yes, that's right, that's it!"
Zhu Xianhai walked up to the map with some excitement, then pointed at the map and said.
"Nan Lin, aren't you from Shandong? Do Shandong people like to travel to Guandong to make a living? Shandong must have more people and less land. We can send people to Shandong to recruit people, and then hire small boats to send the recruited people to the "mother ship"
"The mother ship will be parked in the deep sea. In this way, even if the Manchus want to ban it, they will not be able to stop it!"
That’s right!
Clapping his hands vigorously, Zhu Xianhai stared at the map and said.
"We can put one in the Bohai Bay, one in the Yellow Sea between Shandong and Jiangsu, and Hangzhou Bay. If we have more than a dozen large ships, we can transport at least hundreds of thousands of people that year! As long as we have a dozen large ships,
If we send enough people to these places to recruit people, we can continuously bring people to Nanhua. By then, it is not impossible to have tens of millions of people, not to mention millions!"
Looking at the excited lord, Sun Muli couldn't help but feel a little confused. He first looked at the map and then at his boss, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, why is this happening?
No need to think about it, he knew how those people would recruit people, it must be deception! In short, they must have tried every possible means to trick people onto the ship, and when they got on the ship, it would really make heaven and earth miserable.
No more!
"Master, then...are they willing to come?"
After thinking about it, Sun Muli still wanted to say a word for his fellow villagers.
"After all, we are not in Guandong here!"
Zhu Xianhai was in a good mood and said with a smile.
"What's wrong if it's not Guandong? Forced by life, they left their hometown. Going to Guandong is a journey, and coming to Nanhua is also a journey! Who said that they can live a good life in Guandong? Going to Guandong? The life there is definitely not as good as ours, we are
It's just a little far here, but life is definitely better than in Kanto!"
This chapter has been completed!