Language can best reflect the social influence of a nation. English is popular all over the world and is inseparable from the strength of the United Kingdom. Spanish also once had a wide coverage, but now its influence is gradually shrinking with the sinking of the Armada.
The same is true for Chinese. When the Chinese had no right to speak, no one cared about Chinese. Now the influence of the Chinese in southern Africa is gradually expanding. Although Chinese is not the official language of southern Africa, many white people have begun to take the initiative to learn Chinese, especially in
In Nyasaland, it is difficult to move around without knowing Chinese.
This was particularly evident during Louis Botha's next trip. In Nyasaland, even white people use Chinese to communicate with others, even if some white people are not proficient in Chinese, and sometimes even
Communication between white people and white people.
This situation made Louis Botha secretly frightened. It was not terrible to lose to the British. Although the country established by the Boers was annexed, the Boers still maintained their cultural independence and were not assimilated by the British.
The situation is a bit dangerous now. At least in Louis Botha's view, the white people in Nyasaland are gradually being assimilated by the Chinese. Seeing Xiaosi's triumphant look when speaking Chinese, Louis Botha couldn't help but complain,
Xiaosi didn't seem to care about this at all, but was enjoying it.
"Worried? Why are you worried? Louis, don't say you don't understand. Without Roque's help, the South African company may not even exist now, and Rhodesia will disappear sooner or later, either by being annexed by Southern Africa or by the
If the Africans overturn it, will tradition still be important then?" Stoudemire really didn't care. People who are stubborn and clinging to the old will sooner or later be eliminated by the world. The Boers are now on the verge of being eliminated.
"Why can't we develop together?" Louis Botta was not stubborn, but he was really unwilling.
"No one is denying you Orange to develop. Orange and Nyasaland have equal opportunities -" Roque knew what Louis Botha wanted to say and raised his hand to prevent Louis Botha from interrupting: "
Stop worrying about the damn gold mine. When the war just ended, Orange had compensation and assistance from London. It was evenly distributed to each Orangeman with almost a hundred pounds. It is a pity that you did not take advantage of this.
money to develop the economy, but because the money is too easy to come by, it becomes more and more dependent on London's aid. A large part of the reason why London readily agreed to autonomy in southern Africa is because more and more money is needed to aid the Boers.
It seems never-ending.”
Roque's words were a bit cruel. Louis Botta's face looked ugly. He put down his knife and fork and left the table after being stunned for a while.
Seeing Louis Botta leave in despair, Stoudemire did not try to persuade him to stay: "It's too cruel——"
"I don't think so." Roque also felt cruel, but he couldn't do it without saying it. If it were Jan Smuts and Roque ignored him, Louis Botta could still save it.
It is estimated that Louis Botta did not sleep well at night, so he stayed in the hotel to rest the next day because he felt unwell. No activities were arranged. Breakfast and lunch were served directly to the room.
It was mid-afternoon when Louis Botta went out, this time without any guards, only with Carlos.
"Let's take a walk and see the real Little Rock." Louis Botta was still very thoughtful. He brought Carlos with him because Carlos is Chinese. It is really inconvenient to go out in Little Rock because he doesn't speak Chinese.
"Okay--" Carlos has a heavy responsibility, and he clearly has a gun under his arm.
"Put it back and don't cause trouble." Louis Botta disagreed.
"No, guns are not allowed in Nyasaland. Minister, I am from Nyasaland." Carlos insisted, and then Louis Botha remembered that Carlos graduated from the University of Nyasaland.
As soon as they walked into the hotel lobby, before Louis Botta and Carlos could breathe the free air, the lobby manager immediately came over.
"Minister, would you like to call a taxi for you——"
Louis Botha was not surprised. In Nyasaland, it was basically impossible to completely get rid of Roque's control.
"No, let's go for a walk, we won't go too far -" Carlos wasn't surprised either. Louis Botha was a dignified minister. If an accident happened in Little Rock, Nyasaland's face would not be affected from top to bottom.
nice.
When you walk out of the hotel door, you are directly opposite Cecil Rhodes Plaza.
“There used to be a statue of Mr. Cecil Rhodes here. I heard that it was hit by a drunk driving officer of the Ministry of National Defense some time ago. As a result, Nyasaland introduced what can be called the strictest traffic law in the world.
"Carlos knows Little Rock very well. He probably came here often when he was in school.
There are indeed many cars in Little Rock, the streets are wide, and the sanitary conditions are maintained very well. This fully reflects that the management level of the Nyasaland State Government and the Little Rock City Government is still very good. Louis Botha feels that it should be organized
People from the Orange State Government and Bloemfontein Municipal Government also came to visit and learn.
Not far from the Rhodesian Hotel, Louis Botha noticed that a white man in neat clothes, who obviously did not look like a cleaning staff, was cleaning the room.
Many cleaning staff in Nyasaland are Africans. Louis Botha knows this. These Africans are not Nyasalands, but employees of various levels of government in Nyasaland. They work in Nyasaland.
You cannot work, buy assets in Nyasaland, and even your family members are not in Nyasaland, but in their hometown.
"I guess he violated the law, but the crime is not serious, so he has to complete social services within a certain period of time. This guy is really miserable, but he deserves it. If it is the first time he makes a mistake, then paying money should be able to replace social services -
—" Carlos didn't even need to ask Louis Botta. He took the initiative to explain in detail, and even teased him when he passed by: "Hey, man, what mistake did you make?"
The guy who was cleaning with his face flushed and his head down, immediately raised his head and looked at Carlos with a vicious look.
Carlos was not afraid and looked at the "cleaner" cheerfully. There was a patrolman not far away. If the "cleaner" dared to take action, Carlos could perform unlimited defense.
"Don't bother me so much, stay away from me!" As expected, the cleaning lady didn't do anything and muttered and continued working.
Carlos makes faces at Luis Botha.
Louis Botta felt inexplicably better.
A few steps further, there were many people queuing on the roadside. It was a newly opened ice cream shop that was doing a promotion.
"Five cents, it's still a bit expensive -" Louis Botha was surprised again. There is also an ice cream shop in Bloemfontein, and an ice cream only costs two cents.
"Our ice cream is the best, using honey, milk and pearl powder. The raw materials are the freshest. This is the secret ice cream recipe from the Qing Dynasty. Don't doubt it, ice cream was invented by the Chinese seven hundred years ago."
The salesperson soliciting customers at the door is very enthusiastic.
"Really?" Louis Botta now somewhat believes in the five thousand years of Chinese civilization.
"Of course, you will know after you try it. For only five cents, you can enjoy the secret recipe from the Qing Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, only the king and queen can enjoy the delicacies made with this secret recipe -" the salesperson said earnestly
Quite frankly, most of it is just bragging.
"Sorry -" Louis Botta lost interest and refused directly. The salesperson did not bother and continued to sell to the next potential customer.
After walking some distance, Louis Botha sighed: "It's hard to say whether it's the secret recipe of the palace. It's true that Nyasaland people are rich, otherwise it wouldn't be so expensive."
"I'm so ashamed. I didn't know ice cream was invented by the Chinese before." Carlos didn't show any shame on his face, he was very proud.
Beyond Louis Botha, just a step further is the Nyasaland State Library.
The cultural atmosphere here is obviously very rich. In front of the State Library is a staircase with a width of more than 50 meters. There are about 20 steps. There are many people sitting on it reading books. There are many people of all ages.
People were still taking notes while watching, and pedestrians subconsciously slowed down when passing by.
"Actually, there is a reading room in the library, but it's hard to get a seat in the reading room, so many people just read here." Carlos's frightened look fully demonstrated the scarcity of library space.
"Then why not expand? It's not like Nyasaland doesn't have money." Louis Botha had a lot of resentment, and two or three sentences could always be related to money.
"It has been expanding all the time. The reading room at the beginning could only accommodate one or two hundred people, but later it was expanded to more than 600, and then to more than a thousand." Carlos was also helpless. The speed of expansion could not keep up with the growing number of people.
spiritual needs.
Louis Botha had nothing to say. As the governor of Orange State, Louis Botha had never experienced such troubles of happiness.
Next to the State Library is the State Museum. When Louis Botta and Carlos passed by, many children were entering the museum in an orderly manner under the guidance of their teachers. They seemed to be students from a certain elementary school.
"All museums in Nyasaland are open to students free of charge. The state museum often holds special exhibitions that children are interested in, and also specially equips professional interpreters for children. Today's exhibition is - Wow, Mogao Art Exhibition
——" Carlos would also like to take a look if he wasn't with Louis Botha.
In 1900, the Chief Secretary of Shaanxi Province in the Qing Dynasty discovered the Buddhist Scripture Cave that shocked the world. Soon after, explorers from the United Kingdom, France, Japan, Russia and other countries came one after another. The identities of these explorers were not fixed. Sometimes they were explorers.
Sometimes they are travelers, sometimes they are colonists, sometimes they are simply robbers, and then a large number of cultural relics from the Scripture Cave are lost overseas.
Luo Ke has been working hard to collect cultural relics flowing out of the Qing Dynasty. I don’t know how many cultural relics have been collected over the years. Needless to say, this exhibition is another display of achievements.
