People's destiny always changes inadvertently. At the end of 1873, Ding Dashuan resigned from his job and came to Madita, where he became an "apprentice overseer" in the plantation and began his learning journey.
For him, his daily work is not complicated. He just follows Zuo Teng, a supervisor from Japan, and learns how he manages labor.
As if to show off deliberately, Zuo Teng, who was following him, would always beat the workers with the cane in his hand from time to time.
Of course, his attack was not heavy-handed. After all, these workers had to work. If they were injured or disabled, then who would do the work?
So every blow was done very measuredly. In fact, this is also a technical job. It should not only make them feel the pain, but also not affect their labor.
"Sir, look at these people. If you don't keep an eye on them, they will definitely be lazy. The most important thing to prevent them from being lazy is to slap them every once in a while. But you can't just slap them blindly. You have to give them some sweetness.
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The work in the plantation is very trivial, but for Ding Dashuan, he is really studying seriously, learning how to manage supervisors and how to use labor. In just a few months, he has learned a few local sentences.
Patois, when he tried to praise the workers in patois for the first time, Zuo Teng, whose face changed greatly, quickly stopped him and said.
"Sir, you are from Ming Dynasty. You only need to speak Chinese with them. It doesn't matter whether they understand it or not. The most important thing is that there is a difference between the upper and lower levels!"
There is a difference between up and down!
Ding Dashuan learned something else. Many things in the colonies are different from those in the mainland, but what is certain is that living here as a Ming citizen is very comfortable.
One evening, after working hard all day, he returned to his room. Just when he was about to sleep, his door was gently pushed open, and a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old walked in. The girl was not an indigenous girl.
But a mixed-race woman.
The girl has a vaguely aboriginal complexion, but her appearance is more like that of a white person.
It was her. He saw this girl on the first day he came to the plantation. Her father was Fernando, the overseer of the plantation. There were many Chilean prisoners of war in the plantation here, and most of them were already in the local area.
Put down roots and have children with the local natives.
A girl of her age must be the child of the earliest batch of prisoners of war. Her father Fernando must have been released long ago, but he must have stayed here, firstly because he had no money to buy a boat ticket, and secondly.
It was because his wife in Chile had long been married to someone else. As for three, he himself may have had two or three native wives who gave birth to a bunch of children. Fernando had four native wives, the youngest of whom was
Only thirteen or fourteen years old, they gave birth to sixteen children for him.
She seems to be the oldest, named Xia Yuhe. She looks like a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, but in fact she is not that old at all. Most Westerners are like this, even mixed-race children, with a teenage figure
They look no different from adults.
Fernando and the others like to give their children a Chinese-style name. As for the surname, it may be the surname of his first boss.
The girl had beautiful dark eyes, long eyelashes, and slender curly hair that undulated like waves. When she walked into the room and saw Ding Dashuan staring at her boldly and unabashedly with admiration, she was so excited
A blush appeared on her slightly brown face. Her neat and well-fitting clothes highlighted her slender figure, and her maid uniform made her look dignified.
Ding Dashuan looked at the girl with his eyes, a little confused and a little appreciative.
"Sir, when you leave here, will you take me away from here?"
The girl looked at him and asked.
"What?"
"I know that sir is an apprentice here. You will definitely have your own plantation in the future. When you leave, sir will give you some gifts. Not only will there be supervisors, laborers, but also maids. As long as you are willing to take me away.
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The girl spoke and untied her white apron.
"I can do anything for you, sir, don't get me wrong, I, I just hope to be your housekeeper one day..."
When the girl came over, Ding Dashuan was a little confused. He didn't even know what happened, but faced it all in a daze.
The next morning, when the girl left his house, Ding Dashuan still felt that everything was like a dream. This was simply... incredible.
"Sir, this is normal. It must have been instigated by that guy Fernando. He was brought out from the plantation by the master. He must hope that your daughter will be taken out by you. In the future, she will not only become your housekeeper, but may also give you a child."
…What a shrewd guy.”
When talking about Fernando's "scheming", Zuo Teng's eyes were full of envy. After all, Xia Yuhe was a famous beauty in the plantation. Like other supervisors, Zuo Teng had also fantasized about marrying her away.
, now you don’t even have to think about it, those people are all very smart.
This... girl throws herself into my arms, is this the reason?
Just to leave here with yourself in the future?
Ding Dashuan was a little confused. In Xinyouzhou, there were always more men than women. In order to get a wife, everyone showed off their magical powers, but what about here?
Someone actually took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, and she was also a beautiful girl. This was completely beyond his expectation.
Such a good thing is impossible to come across in Ming Dynasty. Of course, it cannot be said that, after all, there are still many Japanese female workers in the factories of Ming Dynasty. They are also eager to marry people from Ming Dynasty, but there are too many people in Ming Dynasty.
Those Japanese female workers also have a choice.
"Sir, although Xia Yuhe is very beautiful, in the future you must find a Ming Dynasty man, or at least marry a Japanese as your main wife. No matter how much I dote on Mrs. Yang, he will definitely marry a Ming Dynasty man as his main wife in the future.
"
Zuo Teng, who has already identified his position as the "foreman" of the Ding family plantation in his heart, is devoted to his master. In his opinion, Ding Dashuan will be his master in the future, so he will naturally help him with advice as much as possible.
In fact, this is also the biggest characteristic of the colonies. Those Japanese overseers are like the most loyal... lackeys of the Ming Dynasty. They charge ahead on the battlefield to put down the rebellion of the natives. They supervise the work of the natives in the plantations.
They are more reliable than white people.
For the Japanese like Zuo Teng, they also made their position very clear. They were the loyal subordinates of the lord, not just supervisors, but the kind who could die for the lord at any time.
Even in the past many years, when the natives attacked the plantation, the Japanese overseers tried their best to protect the master, and finally all died. Although such attacks by natives are very rare, there is basically no need to doubt the loyalty of the Japanese overseers.
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In fact, this is also a normal thing. Just like in the British colonial structure, Indians are always the most loyal, because Indians know very well where their power comes from - from the British. Without the British,
They are nothing. So their loyalty to the British masters is obvious to all the world. They are flattering at the top and arrogant at the bottom. They rely on hundreds of thousands of Indian bastards. The British rule most of Africa, even in
In Hong Kong, Indian scoundrels can be seen everywhere in the concession.
Japanese people like Zuo Teng are of course very realistic. They may dream of naturalizing as Ming people, but before that, they must be Ming's most noble losers, contributing to Ming's African cause...
In fact, Ming Dynasty needed these people in its overseas colonization business. After all, they were the real consumables of the empire!
The expansion of the empire requires consumables!
It’s not limited to Japan, sometimes a filial son can do it too!
