When heavy snow falls on the Anatolian Plateau, Port Elizabeth, 1,500 kilometers away, is as warm as spring.
Winter in Port Elizabeth is very short, only one or two months each year, and the minimum temperature rarely drops below zero.
After the outbreak of the World War, Port Elizabeth became the logistics supply base for the Southern African Expeditionary Force and the Allied Forces of the Sultanate of Najd. The city became larger and the market became more prosperous. Before the outbreak of the World War, the permanent population of Port Elizabeth was less than 20,000. Now
It has exceeded 50,000, and at least half of the new population are Ottomans who took refuge in Port Elizabeth after the outbreak of the World War.
It seems amazing, right? During the World War, the Ottoman Empire and Port Elizabeth belonged to different camps, but the Ottomans chose Port Elizabeth as a place of refuge. The Ottomans who came to Port Elizabeth were either penniless civilians or
The rich and wealthy people lived in concentration camps and had to exchange their labor for the right to take refuge in Port Elizabeth. The rich could buy residences in the city at high prices, but at the same time they had to pay a war tax equivalent to 50% of the price of the residence.
In Port Elizabeth today, in a high-end residential area near the seaside, one of the most expensive marble buildings can be sold for 85,000 pounds, which is more expensive than the house price in London.
Even so, housing is still in short supply in Port Elizabeth, and many people have to stay in the Rhodesia Hotel. The monthly rent for a standard two-bed room reaches 1,500 pounds, and the price of a suite is double that.
The prosperous real estate industry has spawned a large number of real estate agents, many of whom are graduates of famous universities. This is the case for Yilmaz. He was born in a landlord family in the Ottoman Empire and studied at the University of Paris in France as an adult. After the war broke out, Yilmaz
Zi came to Port Elizabeth and worked in a housing agency. His boss was a Chinese mercenary from an umbrella company.
At the University of Paris, Yilmaz studied architecture and is familiar with various styles of modern architecture. When introducing the same building to clients, other agents can only read the information from the script. Whether they can close the deal depends on the pearl.
Yilmaz can use his professional knowledge to give a more detailed introduction and clearly introduce the advantages and disadvantages of the house so that the customer can understand the house better. In this way, the probability of closing the transaction will naturally be greatly increased.
Yilmaz is now the gold medal agent of the agency, and is only responsible for receiving high-end clients. Yilmaz's daily work is not only to show clients the houses, but also to help the dignitaries who have just arrived in Port Elizabeth solve their problems related to food, clothing, housing and transportation.
All issues, etc.
As the Mediterranean Expeditionary Force invaded the Asia Minor Peninsula, more and more high-ranking monks and nobles came to Port Elizabeth to take refuge during this period. Yilmaz was going to receive the heir of a marquis today.
Not the first in line, the first in line of heirs will not leave the Ottoman Empire casually. Even if the family dies, they will share weal and woe with the family, but the other heirs will continue to live. As far as Yilmaz knows, go to
There were also many Ottomans who took refuge in the United States, and some even sought refuge in the Russian Empire.
This is probably the reason for the long-lasting prosperity of the big family.
"Eighty-five thousand pounds is definitely not the most expensive house in Port Elizabeth. Have you seen that white marble building on the seaside? It was prepared by the city lord for the Earl of Nyasaland. There was once an ignorant guy who wanted to buy that house.
But I just asked about the price, and then no one saw him again." Yilmaz drove a Mustang sedan produced in Nyasaland and introduced the heir to the marquis named Sa Xian as he walked.
In Ottoman language, Sashen means falcon and Yilmaz means never give up.
"Bah-damn guy, don't even think about the thoughts you shouldn't have. Don't covet things that don't belong to you." Sa Xian is about the same age as Yilmaz. He is now wearing a suit like Yilmaz.
Leather and shoes, Yilmaz just took Sa Xian to the specialty store in Itno to buy them.
Do as the Romans do. When you come to Port Elizabeth, you have to live according to the lifestyle of Port Elizabeth. When Sa Xian first came to Port Elizabeth, she was still wearing a robe, but she couldn't even get through the door of the Rhodesia Hotel. In Port Elizabeth, even if she is inside
King Ali Rashid of the Zhi Sultanate also wears Western clothes.
Of course, suits are not the mainstream clothing in Port Elizabeth. The most common clothing worn by southern Africans in Port Elizabeth is the more casual and comfortable long-sleeved shirt and overalls. This is what the mercenaries of the Umbrella Company wear.
In order to live in Port Elizabeth, Sa Xian changed more than just his clothes. His beard had just been shaved off, costing ten rands. Sa Xian didn't care about the money. Irma
Zdutisa felt pain in his body.
Yilmaz usually gets his hair cut at a barber shop in a small alley, which only costs about one shilling each time. The barber shop next to Itno serves the rich, and Yilmaz cannot afford it.
"The house we are going to look at now is in the Queens District of Port Elizabeth. The price of the house is a bit high, but the environment is excellent -" Yilmaz seized the opportunity to introduce.
"How high is it?" Sa Xian directly interrupted Yilmaz's introduction.
"Twenty-five thousand pounds!" Yilmaz was worried, paying attention to Sa Xian's expression from the corner of his eye.
"That's not that expensive - you go on -" Sa Xian's expression didn't waver at all. He felt just like the price of a haircut after hearing about it just now. The heir to the Marquis is indeed rich.
"The environment in Queens was designed by senior designers from London, and was constructed by workers from southern Africa -" Yilmaz breathed a sigh of relief, just don't care, Yilmaz showed Sa Xian this set
Several people have viewed the house, but they have never been able to close the deal. There are still not many rich people who can easily spend 25,000 pounds.
"Neighbors, the key is neighbors, who are the neighbors of that house?" Sa Xian's focus of attention was different from Yilmaz's, and he interrupted Yilmaz rudely again.
Yilmaz is already used to it, and relatively speaking, the situation is pretty good. Yilmaz, the so-called "gentleman" who always greets relatives and elders with sweet words, is not unaccustomed to him.
"They are all dignitaries and wealthy businessmen from Constantinople. You will definitely feel at home there -" Yilmaz was careful to flatter him. If Sa Xian was satisfied with Yilmaz's service, then in the transaction
After the completion of the transaction, Sa Xin's casual tip may be more than Yilmaz's commission from this business.
"In other words, will all my future neighbors be Ottomans?"
"Yes, if you buy it——"
"No, I don't want that. Find me a house with southern Africans as neighbors. Even British people can't do it. It must be southern Africans." Sa Xian didn't seem to be as stupid as he appeared on the surface.
Here in Maz, few people make such a request.
"——The residential environment of southern Africans is not good enough." Yilmaz was surprised. At this time, the car had already entered Queens Boulevard, the main road in Queens.
It must be admitted that the environment in Queens is indeed good, with wide roads, shady trees, gardens and lawns everywhere, and outdoor cafes on the roadside. The umbrellas are covered with the mascot of the umbrella company-the fierce umbrella.
A cute and cute armed South African Mastiff.
Just next to the street, two mounted policemen riding Arabian horses were patrolling. They wore traditional British high-top leather helmets. The brim of the hat was pressed a little lower. When looking at people, they had to raise their heads slightly. It gave people a very
arrogant.
Compared with the Mounted Police, the pedestrians on Queen's Road are quite modest. Their eyes are calm when they look at people. When they greet people, they are often accompanied by a flattering and humble smile, which is not commensurate with their stature. Generally speaking,
In this era, if the figure is relatively round, the temper will be relatively big.
Yilmaz didn't like this feeling either. The two mounted policemen were both Gurkhas from India, and the dog-leg knives on their waists were very eye-catching.
"Go to southern African residential areas, preferably Chinese residential areas -" Sa Xian emphasized again.
Yilmaz doesn't talk nonsense. The customer's requirements must be met unconditionally. The residential area of Southern Africa is not far from Queens and is right next to the port. Although the environment is not very good, it has an incomparable sea view.
What’s interesting is that in Port Elizabeth, the area where southern Africans gather is called King’s District, and the main road is called King’s Avenue——
When the Mustang entered King's Avenue, the environment was exactly as Yilmaz said. The first impression was that it was not as good as Queens. At least no one checked the Mustang when it entered Queen's Avenue, but when it entered King's Avenue
He was inspected by two patrol policemen who also wore dog-leg knives on their waists.
The patrol here does not ride horses.
"Sir, please show me your ID -" The patrolman stood upright, his salute gesture was standard, and his eyes fell on Yilmaz's black hair.
Yilmaz took out his temporary residence permit and handed it to the patrolman.
After the patrolman took it over, his expression immediately changed subtly.
"What are you doing here?"
"Mr. Sachin wants to buy a house in the Kings District."
The patrolman tilted his head and looked at Sa Xian with a scrutinizing gaze, which was not friendly.
At this time, another Mustang drove into King's Avenue. The person in the driver's seat also had black hair, but was wearing a white shirt and a pair of sunglasses.
The patrolman stood at attention and saluted, with a smile on his face that could make him sick to death. Both Yilmaz and Sa Xian noticed that when the patrolman returned the ID, he used both hands.
"Go and settle down here. I hope you will be happy." The patrolman returned the temporary residence permit to Yilmaz.
one-hand.
The Mustang started and moved forward. Neither Yilmaz nor Sa Xian spoke.
After a long while, Sa Xian murmured to himself: "This is why I must live in the King's District."
Yilmaz nodded silently. If possible, he would also like to live in the King's District.
(Pai Daxing is right, my manuscript storage has been exhausted - but I will not wilt, it is still the third update today, let me blow out the bullshit first, and we will talk about whether I can do it -)