Go back to your hometown and see!
Sitting on the lounge chair under the corridor, Li Laile held a pipe in his right hand, and beside him there was a foreign servant with white hair and white skin standing waiting on him.
In fact, I don’t know when the Ming Dynasty’s “contract maid” trade was no longer limited to Japan. Not only had it spread from Japan to Annan, Siam, Malay, Java and other places, I don’t even know where it started.
Since then, it has also spread to India, Persia, Kuwait and other places. Those so-called "contracted maids" are actually slaves!
It’s just a change of name, and all the slave girls are beautiful! There are fair-skinned Persian and Indian women, some are dark-skinned, some are mature and plump, and some are young lolita types, all in the name of “contracted female workers.”
Get it from all over.
These maids not only took care of their masters' daily life, but also gave birth to children for their masters. It was through these "contracted female workers" that the extremely disparity between men and women in the Ming Dynasty was gradually reversed.
Of course, Li Laile was not exempt from the custom. Not only did he buy "contracted female workers", but he also bought three or four of them at a time. These female workers were said to be female workers, but in fact they were his concubines.
As a man, once he has achieved great success, it is natural for him to buy two concubines.
But for Li Laile, these foreign women can only be used as concubines. Until now, he has not taken a wife.
But right now, what he needs more than women is "laborers", "laborers" who can work in the oil palm plantations. After all, the palm oil on the market is in short supply. As long as he can expand the plantations, he will definitely make money.
A lot of money, not to mention the most important thing now is that the land is cheap.
A thousand acres of forest land in the Chenggong Islands only costs a few dozen yuan. Although land is cheap, the land is full of trees and needs to be cultivated and cut down. This also means that a lot of labor is needed.
Where can the labor force come from? It can only rely on immigration! As for the savages caught from the rain forest... In fact, there are hundreds of them in his garden, but there are not many savages in this place. It depends on the savages captured by those people who go into the forest.
It simply cannot meet the needs of the plantations.
"It seems that we still have to think of a solution back home!"
Li Laile took a puff of cigarette,
go back home!
It's really time to go back and take a look, not only to recruit some immigrants to work on your plantations, but also to take advantage of the opportunity of returning home to find a wife.
When we go back now, does it count as a homecoming?
Looking at the foreign woman next to him, another thought came to Li Laile's mind - not to mention anything else, just taking this foreign woman back to his hometown would be considered a return to his hometown in fine clothes, even if you become Fang Juren.
Officer, when have you ever been served by a foreign woman?
It’s still the days of the Ming Dynasty… so comfortable!
Then he gave instructions to the maid.
"Xianghe, please come back to your hometown with me in a while!"
Let’s get ahead of the new year and go back to our hometown to celebrate the next year!
Let's recruit some more people.
When you are poor, you want to change, and when you are anxious, the same is true. In fact, when Li Laile was thinking about returning to his hometown in fine clothes to show off, and hiring some people from his hometown to come over, someone had already set his sights on the country.
However, it is not imported directly from China, but from Singapore. There are dozens of halls in Singapore. These so-called halls are "coolie practices".
Coolie is a traditional trade of "our Qing Dynasty". In Singapore's "coolie trade", hundreds of men in tattered clothes are sitting on the ground with numb expressions, waiting for mine owners and plantation owners from all over the country to "buy"
them.
"Mr. Li, what is the price of the coolies here?"
Zhao Fu looked at the coolies in the yard.
"Mr. Zhao, you are right to come to us... Well, the coolies here are all from Guangdong and Guangxi. They have been begging for food in the mountains for generations. Although they are thin, they can all endure hardship. At this price
It's also fair. As long as they have 80 yuan of HSBC silver dollar certificates, they can sign an eight-year contract, and the 80 yuan can be deducted from their wages..."
In the coolie shop, Li Mingkuan, the Hongmen elder, is selling "coolie" just like this businessman from the Ming Dynasty's Chenggong Islands. He originally only spoke Cantonese, but now he can also speak less than standard Mandarin!
In fact, he had always wanted to sell these coolies to the Ming Dynasty, but he couldn't find a way.
After learning that Mr. Zhao came from the Chenggong Islands, he immediately received this potential big customer in person.
After all, he has always wanted to expand the coolie business to the Ming Dynasty. No, it is not coolies, but immigrants, but the cost of immigration here is lower.
"How much salary do they require per month in the contract? What about food? How many hours do you work in a day, how many days of rest do you need in a month, and are there any requirements for accommodation?"
As an oil palm plantation owner, Zhao Fu asked so carefully because he wanted to know if it was cost-effective. If it was not cost-effective, there would be no need to buy people from here at all.
"The salary is eight yuan a month. As for food, two and a half kilograms of sweet potatoes a day will suffice. It would be great to have a meal of bacon every now and then. As for rest, there is definitely no rest, but according to the rules,
Every year, there is no work from the 26th of the twelfth lunar month to the fifteenth of the first lunar month, but they still have to be paid. As for a place to live, this is simple. Give them some axes, saws, etc., and let them cut some materials to build their own buildings.
It’s just a shed. You don’t need bedding or quilts, just a mat. Our place is warm anyway, so it doesn’t matter whether it’s covered or not..."
Li Mingkuan's words made Zhao Fu dumbfounded!
It's not because it's high, it's because... it's cheap!
The salary is only eight yuan a month. As for food... no, the government stipulates that workers must eat three taels of fish and meat, and they must have one day off every week.
Ming Dynasty.
It’s still more humane than other places!
Zhao Fu felt a little lucky. Looking at the numb-looking coolies, he thought that when he first got on the ship, he was similar to them. But luckily it was his turn to have a good boss. If he were like these people, he would have died long ago.
I don't know where it is.
"Mr. Zhao, this is my business card. Although I dare not say that the coolies here are the cheapest, they are definitely the best. If Mr. Zhao needs anything, you can contact me directly."
Seeing that Mr. Zhao seemed to be still hesitating, knowing that the other party was afraid of shopping around, he hurriedly handed over his business card, and then specifically mentioned his own advantages. Where is the Success Islands?
He hasn't figured it out yet, but as long as he can connect to this line, it will open up a new door.
What did the Qing Dynasty have the most?
Of course, the most common people are those who have no food to eat. Besides, how many years have they been killing each other among the natives? There are so many dead people. I don’t know how many people want to go to Nanyang to make a living, but they can’t find a way.
We don’t need that many people here!
If we open the way to the Chenggong Islands, we will make a fortune. I am not talking about making a fortune. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If we transport those people to the Ming Dynasty, isn't that just saving a life?
This is also a business of accumulating evil deeds.
Just as he was thinking about it in his mind, Zhao Fu over there thought for a while, and then said as if he had made up his mind.
"Mr. Li, since you sent the coolies here from Tangshan, you must have money, so can you ship them to New Xiamen?"
Hearing this, Li Mingkuan's face suddenly showed a smile.
"There is a ship, there is a ship, of course there is a ship. To be honest, Mr. Zhao, I have an 800-ton sailing ship in this hotel. Not to mention transporting it to the Chenggong Islands, it also travels across the ocean to Xinjinshan.
, it’s the same luck.”
Xinjin Mountain is on the other side of Australia, and many of the gold diggers there are coolies, and many of them also passed through it.
"That's fine. As long as you can send people there, I want as many as I want."
For Zhao Fu, he doesn't care at all how much money a person has. After all, what he needs now is labor force! Compared with others, this is the most important thing.
Now that the government has no solution, they can only find a solution on their own. These hard work in Nanyang is the best choice.
Since these coolies can bring hundreds of thousands of people from Guangdong to Nanyang every year, they must also have a way to send people to the Chenggong Islands.
Of course, it is a necessity, but the price still has to be repaid. After all, in business, it is always a businessman's duty to make more money.
Staring at Li Mingkuan, the Hongmen elder, Zhao Fu said with a smile,
"As you said, it's 60 yuan per person. As for the shipping fee to Xiamen..."
Before he could finish speaking, Li Mingkuan smiled.
"Mr. Zhao, let's treat this first shipment as just a friendship, so the shipping fee will naturally be waived. Let's discuss the second shipment in detail. What do you think..."
Just as his voice fell, a series of gunshots came from outside the courtyard. Seeing that Zhao Fu was startled, Li Mingkuan laughed.
"Are the foreign devils setting off firecrackers there again? Foreigners have many things to do, so setting off cannons is just like us setting off firecrackers. When foreign warships enter the harbor, they will set off cannons. The Queen will also set off cannons on her birthday, and even when someone dies, they will set off cannons! This is not safe.
Whose family is dead again..."
This chapter has been completed!