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Chapter 92 One Pound of Meat

The previous owner of the vineyard purchased by Roque fled to the Transvaal Republic to join the Boer Allied Forces. His family was imprisoned in a refugee camp and the vineyard was confiscated. Roque spent less than 100 pounds to renovate this area of ​​150 square meters.

Acres of vineyards purchased.

Rock was not worried about finding the former owner of the vineyard. The British were ruthless and would shoot all the Cape Boers who fled to the Transvaal Republic and the Orange Free State to join the Boer coalition. Therefore, the former owner of the vineyard was

It is impossible to return to Oak Town. As for his family, they have all died in the refugee camp. The 20% mortality rate is no joke.

Because there is no one to take care of it, the grapes in the vineyard have not yet been picked, so Roque needs a lot of workers, serious, responsible and hard-working workers. There are many such people in the refugee camp, and Roque can have as many as he wants.

"The workers only choose mothers who have children. When the mothers work, they have to leave their children in the refugee camp. This way, they don't have to worry about the workers not working hard, and they don't even need to be guards. Aren't the families of the guerrillas not given meat?"

, then use meat as salary, the children are in need of nutrition, I believe many people will be willing to work for you." Ada gave Roque advice, which is really the most poisonous woman's heart.

"You are so powerful, I'm suddenly a little afraid of you." Luo Ke said sincerely, he was afraid that it was impossible to be afraid, and he was really powerful.

As expected, women are the ones who know women best. Roque probably can’t think of such a way. For mothers, children are indeed the best reason. For the pound of meat every week, I’m afraid the mothers in the refugee camp will snatch them away.

Broken head.

"If you are too embarrassed to come forward, I will do it for you." Ada didn't care. A woman and a widow had no means to survive in Cape Town.

"Okay." Rock didn't realize what he had agreed to.

In the refugee camp, rows of low tents were being dismantled, and all the women and children were driven out. Carrying simple luggage, they huddled together in the open space of the refugee camp, shouting in shock and fear.

Looking at the deft Zulu people, many of them had tears in their eyes. Some children cried out, but their mouths were covered by the mothers beside them. They didn't know what was waiting for them.

"You're lucky. Mrs. Cape Town in Cape Town has sent you a new tent, as well as some clothes and bedding. You have a chance to live in the new tent, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to survive this winter." Jeffrey's voice

It was so big that many people couldn't help but cast their eyes on the two-story wooden building next to the concentration camp.

This two-story wooden building, like the sentry tower outside the barbed wire fence around the concentration camp, is the tallest building in the concentration camp. The second floor of the wooden building used to be the police sergeant's office, but now the owner there is an inspector. He is now standing

On the balcony on the second floor, he was wearing a black uniform and a cold expression.

Standing next to the inspector was a woman wearing a long white dress. The woman was wearing a veil. It was unclear what Zhang looked like, but she could tell that she was tall and elegant. This was probably the "Mrs. Capet" in Jeffrey's mouth.

Although the new tents are worthy of joy, the Boers in the concentration camp did not show any expression. The hatred between them and the British cannot be resolved by this small benefit. The reason why they were imprisoned in the concentration camp was because of the British.

She was the instigator. Although they had never heard the name "Mrs. Capet" before, they knew from their clothes that the "Mrs. Capet" must be British.

"Mrs. Capet still needs a few people to work for her to pick grapes in the vineyards outside. If they can make wine better, the reward will be one pound of meat per week. If anyone is willing to work for Mrs. Capet, then you can sign up with me.

"Jeffrey was expressionless. Refugees used to be forced to work, but without any pay. This opportunity is rare.

Twenty tents were not enough to accommodate everyone, but the chance of a pound of flesh was up for grabs, so people quickly became interested.

"Officer, can I participate? I can work hard, I can also make wine, and my family used to have a vineyard." A mother with two children nestled next to her finally couldn't bear it anymore. Both children were sallow and thin, and they were obviously malnourished.

"Okay." As soon as Jeffrey said this, he was immediately overwhelmed by the crowd.

"Please let me work for Madame Capet. I will also work hard. I can also make wine. My family used to have a vineyard."

"I can do it too, I can do anything."

"Write my name down. My name is Julia. I used to be a doctor. Although I can't make wine, I can learn."

It was really exciting.

Both Rock and Ada underestimated the temptation of a pound of meat. Although the refugee camp stipulated that as long as the family members did not join the guerrillas, they could get a pound of meat every week, but it was obvious that this rule was not implemented seriously. As for the meat

Where have they all gone?

Estimated to be found in the Cape Town market.

"Quiet, quiet, as long as there are mothers with children, this job is prepared by Mrs. Capet for the children, come one by one." Jeffrey tried hard to maintain order, and the surrounding police quickly came to help. Some people had already been squeezed down by the crowd.

Bah, bah!

Rock fired a warning shot, and then Rock realized that he seemed to have underestimated the power of these Boer women.

Yes, you can understand it if you think about it. Before the British came to the Cape, the Boers controlled everything in the Cape, so there were not many talents in all aspects. For example, Julia just now, she is rare in this era.

Doctors, but being imprisoned in refugee camps, have to do the same work as other refugees, and may even be forced to sell themselves for a piece of candy or a piece of chocolate. This kind of thing is not uncommon. If a doctor originally has a higher level of

If people of a poor social status live in a miserable state, their lives will be more difficult than those of other common people.

"Everyone, I mean, let each of them line up and register with Officer Jeffery in an orderly manner. Write down clearly what you know, what education you have received, and why you were imprisoned in the refugee camp." Luo

Ke told Anton that there were many talents in the refugee camp. The British in the past did not have the patience to screen them one by one. Rock now has plenty of time.

"Yes, Inspector." Anton hurried away with his baton. He also had a pistol on him, but it was obviously useless against these refugees.

Rock suddenly felt a little shuddered. During the Japanese colonial period, many Koreans were hired as police officers, so the Koreans were later dismissed as "Korean sticks."

Now that the British have colonized Cape and hired Chinese as police officers, will the Chinese become Cape's "Chinese sticks" in the future?

No, no, no, this kind of thing can never happen.


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