William Lloyd stayed at Luoying Lake for dinner at noon. The restaurant is located on the bank of the beautiful Luoying Lake. The cherry blossoms are brilliant outside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows. These cherry blossom trees were donated to Washington by the Japanese government in 1912. There are 3,020 trees in total.
This time Grams came to the United States and brought 1,925 aster trees to the U.S. government, symbolizing the friendship between southern Africa and the United States.
These bigster trees are nominally given to the U.S. government, but are actually planted around Luoying Lake. A considerable part of them will be planted in the peninsula area where Rock Manor is located. In time, they will become a beautiful scenery beside Luoying Lake.
While Rock and William Lloyd were dining, Nyasaland University had been notified by Rock and immediately contacted the Newfoundland Autonomous Government to discuss cooperation matters.
The news spread back to St. John's, Newfoundland, and the whole city was thrown into revelry.
With the help of the Southern African federal government, Newfoundland is finally saved, and every Newfoundlander is happy for it.
St. John’s Chinatown, the only restaurant in Chinatown is doing little business.
Don't listen to what William Lloyd says. In fact, the social status of Chinese people in the world outside of southern Africa during this period was not high, especially in North America. The United States had just repealed the Chinese Exclusion Act a few years ago.
The status of the Chinese in Newfoundland has only improved in recent years. In the past, their status was not much higher than that of Africans.
St. John's Chinatown is not like the model community described by William Lloyd. It consists of dozens of sparse households with a total population of less than 300. It covers a small area and the environment is not good. We cannot blame Newfoundland for this.
There are less than 300,000 people in Newfoundland as a whole. St. John's is not much larger than a district in Los Angeles. Urban construction is even further apart. The tallest Rhodesian Hotel is only six stories tall.
The scale is so small, it is understandable that the restaurant is only the size of a fly restaurant.
This is a slightly dilapidated two-story wooden building. The kitchen is in the backyard at the back. There are several tables in the hall of less than 50 square meters. The owner, John Huang, and his family make a living on this.
John Huang is a second-generation immigrant descendant born in Newfoundland. His grandfather was a Chinese laborer who came to the United States when the United States was building the Pacific Railway. His father participated in the construction of the Canadian Pacific Railway and later settled in Newfoundland.
The Chinese in St. John's Chinatown basically have this background.
“Old John, bring me a glass of rum.” At ten o’clock in the morning, the first guest finally came to the restaurant.
"Thomas, you already owe five pounds and six shillings, and you can no longer owe me credit -" John Huang said bitterly. Thomas was an Irishman who was addicted to alcohol. He often wandered around Chinatown and never drank or ate.
The kind that gives money.
Although the status of the Irish in the UK is not high, compared with the law-abiding Chinese, the status of the Irish who dare to make trouble is still relatively high.
Thomas is actually a gangster. He is not only addicted to alcohol but also gambles excessively. When he is drunk, he beats his wife. Last year, his wife finally couldn't bear to leave Thomas without a trace, and Thomas became a complete rotten person that everyone hated.
“When I have money, I will give it to you——” Thomas glared at John Huang with fierce eyes, as if Thomas was the creditor.
Before Huang John could speak, the waiter’s eldest son, Little John, couldn’t bear it anymore: “Get out of here, you bastard, we won’t sell you another glass of wine!”
"Hahahaha, little brat, you actually dare to scold me. You're done with Old John. Now I not only want a glass of rum, but I also want you to pay me two pounds as compensation for your son scolding me!" Thomas laughed.
, took out a dagger and stabbed it hard in front of Huang John.
“Don’t think we are afraid of you——” Little John was still bloody and picked up an empty wine bottle.
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"Don't be like this -" Huang John's wife grabbed Little John to prevent Little John from rushing over: "Give him a glass of wine and let him go -"
“There are still two pounds, otherwise I will go on a killing spree today——” Thomas was proud. In his eyes, John Huang’s family were all lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
“Who is going to go on a killing spree?” A voice that made John Huang even more frightened was that of Sheriff Vincent.
“John, give me a glass of rum, your place is really lively today——” Sheriff Vincent rarely appeared in Chinatown, and he had never been so kind to John Huang.
“Okay Sheriff, please take your time——” John Huang was respectful, and then looked at the shilling handed over by Vincent in a daze.
God can prove that Vincent has never paid money before.
"Take it, Old John. If anyone dares to make trouble on your territory in the future, you can go directly to me and I will teach him a lesson -" Vincent handed the money to John Huang, and then gave him a cold look.
Look at Thomas.
Having trouble finding the police?
nonexistent!
In St. John's, going to the police will only bring more trouble, especially for Chinese people.
“Hello, Mr. Sheriff, I haven’t done anything recently—” Thomas was still very afraid of Vincent. He wanted to run away, but his eyes were looking at the dagger in front of John Huang.
Oh, I guess I want to leave but can’t bear to part with the dagger.
"Thomas, don't let me see you again in Chinatown, otherwise I will put you in a small dark room and find a dozen Inuit people to take good care of you. You bastard, I heard that you owe Old John
It's a lot of money. Send the money to Old John before sunset tomorrow, otherwise you know the consequences." Vincent said nothing to Thomas, a rotten man.
“Mr. Sheriff, I have no money——” Thomas cried sadly, without any trace of the arrogance he had just now.
"Then get out of St. John's, get out of Newfoundland, and if you let me see you again, watch your ass -" Vincent looked disgusted. Newfoundland is not far from the United States, and such a bad person is still
Let's go to the United States.
“Okay Sheriff, I’ll get out right away——” Thomas no longer cared about his dagger and ran away with his head in his hands.
Looking back, Vincent looked at John Huang again, and immediately he was smiling again.
This smile makes John Huang almost creepy.
“Sheriff, we have always abided by the law and have never been in trouble——” John Huang thought about it carefully, it seems that this month’s management fee has been paid——
Newfoundland is the same as the United Kingdom. Death and taxes are inevitable in a person's life. It is the obligation of businessmen to pay taxes according to regulations.
Of course, it is also the duty of the police to protect citizens, but this point has almost never been fulfilled by the St. John's police in the past. In Huang John's impression, Vincent would only come to Chinatown when collecting taxes.
"I know, I know, you Chinese have always abided by the law and are the best citizens in St. John's - protecting the citizens is also the obligation of our St. John's police. From now on, there will be police patrolling Chinatown every day, and the environment here is indeed
It needs to be improved. It's time to fill up the smelly ditch in front of the door -" Vincent is not satisfied with the environment in Chinatown. It's better in winter now, but if it's summer, the smell is simply unbearable.
“Really? That’s great!” John Huang couldn’t believe it. This was a huge surprise for the residents of Chinatown.
"Of course it's true. Sheriff Vincent never lies - you know, old John, you Chinese are in luck. Just now, Southern Africa decided to save Newfoundland. Soon the mayor and members of Parliament will be
Pay more attention to Chinatown. If I were you, I would buy all the vacant land near Chinatown. Believe me, the value will definitely increase in the future -" Vincent did not lower his voice. The news has now spread to most of the people.
This is St. John, so the honest Chinese people still don’t know anything about it.
"Southern Africa - Marquis of Nyasaland?" Although John Huang had little information, he was still familiar with Roque.
"Yes, it is the extremely wealthy Marquis of Nyasaland. He has found a way to improve our plight in Newfoundland, and he is also willing to invest in Newfoundland. God bless, someone is finally willing to lend a helping hand to Newfoundland.
You won’t believe me when I say it. We policemen haven’t been paid for six months. If no one comes to help, I will resign and become a pirate.” Vincent’s gratitude to Rock was beyond words, and
Compared with skin color, the colorful pounds are more realistic.
“God bless, that’s great!” John Huang then understood why Vincent paid.
The so-called six months without salary may indeed be true, but policemen like Vincent will not live on salary. They have a lot of gray income. The management fees paid by Chinatown stores are almost the same as those of stores in other areas.
Twice as high.
This situation should be effectively improved in the future. John Huang does not expect the Chinese to be superior to others, as long as the St. John's City Government can treat the Chinese fairly.
In the next few days, as Vincent said, the mayor of St. John's and many members of the Assembly came to Chinatown one after another. The Chinese in Chinatown finally felt the people-friendly side of the St. John's government.
With the city government's finances on the verge of collapse, the St. John's City Council decided to allocate a sum of money to improve the environment of Chinatown.
The stinking ditch was filled in immediately, the only road was rebuilt, all potholes were filled, and landscape trees were planted on both sides of the road.
Although there is no asphalt on the road and the landscape trees look weak, the changes brought about have already surprised the residents of Chinatown.
This was actually not enough. The St. John's City Government even considered installing street lights in Chinatown. Unfortunately, due to lack of funds, this decision was not implemented in the end.
John Huang’s only regret was that Thomas did not send any money. It seemed that he really left Newfoundland as Vincent said. Anyway, no one saw Thomas again.
This is not bad. Although John Huang still feels bad for losing five pounds and six shillings, it is also a good thing for John Huang's family and the residents of Chinatown to be able to get rid of bad people like Thomas.
As long as you work hard and don't have bad people like Thomas to deal with, life will always get better.
