"Uncle Zhang, it is indeed my uncle's fault for this matter! But now he is in charge of the case, so I can't disobey him." Chen Lin was very polite.
"Well, it would be great if your father was here!" Zhang Laizi sighed, "Your second uncle, well..." He didn't seem to dare to continue. Chen Lin knew there was something going on, so he deliberately led him to talk.
"Uncle Zhang, I heard that the person who stole the chicken was a fake man brought by the Australians? Do you know what he looks like? I also know a few leaders, and I will help you file a complaint to vent your anger!"
Talking about this Zhang Laizi sighed: "You are blind, how can I tell what he looks like! I saw him stealing a chicken that day, so I just shouted, but I didn't expect him to punch me and knock me to the ground." , who claims to be the imperial guard of the Song Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty Lao Wen Zong Wang. I don’t know whether he is Australian or something, but he has no hair!”
Now Chen Lin knew for sure: Chen Qing was right: Ninety-nine percent of the people in Kun were fake. He didn't dare to say whether Australians had the official title of imperial guard. But Australians only had "General Wen", not "Mr. Wen". I've heard of a man named "Mr. Wen". It's OK to fool and scare the country people, but for people like him who have been to Lingao, it's just a lie.
As for having no hair, that's completely comparable to Qiu Xiao - his hair is so pitiful that he can't tie it into a bun at all.
"I think this chicken thief may not be Australian...Australians have bonnets and short hair, but they are not bald..."
"Alas, I'm actually confused too!" Zhang Laizi is lame, but he is not stupid. There have been rumors outside that the chicken thief is Mr. They are very kind and rich. Even if they want to eat chicken, they can’t afford it..."
"That's it. It's just that you, Uncle Zhang, are the one who suffered the grievances. It's common sense for you to complain. Second uncle's treatment of you is indeed excessive. It's also our Chen family's fault. This is a little bit of kindness, please accept it and live with it. When your health gets better, you can go back to work. The silk workshop cannot do without you as a master - even though you are not working during these days, I will still take care of the accountant and give you half of the salary to live on."
"Thank you, Mr. Jiu!" Zhang Laizi was overjoyed. Chen Lin's willingness to speak softly made him feel half better. He heard that he can get money for recuperation these days, which is a great thing since the sun comes out from the west. He didn't care. My eyes were swollen and painful, so I quickly stood up and saluted.
"Alas, you have difficulty moving now, so don't be polite." Chen Lin said, "Uncle Zhang, from now on you will need to worry more about the Chen family's silk shop."
"Yes, I understand that as long as you, Mr. Jiu, are here, the Chen family's property cannot be damaged!"
Zhang Laizi sent Chen Lin away, and his wife came in and opened the paper bag. Inside was a pack of "Qinghuo Dingchuang Candy" produced by Chen Liji, a famous drugstore in Guangzhou. This is actually a kind of medicated candy, made from Sichuan Fritillaria and other ingredients. Medicines for asthma and cough are very suitable for people like Zhang Zizi who have worked in dyeing workshops for a long time and have respiratory diseases.
"This is a good thing." Sister-in-law Zhang looked at the sugar packet with some surprise, "Last time I heard Madam Wu said that it is most effective for relieving asthma and cough. If you are coughing at night and can't sleep, take one in your mouth slowly and slowly. Enough."
Although the things are good, they are not cheap. Zhang Zizi has always been a gambler, and his income, apart from deducting gambling debts, is only enough to eat.
"It's a pity it's not wine..."
"Wine! Wine! Wine! Are you afraid that you won't be able to breathe to death?" Sister-in-law Zhang scolded, "The doctor said that drinking is the most taboo thing for you with asthma! If you drink to death, you will be defeated! I have to suffer less.
All this torture from you..." As he cursed, he became more and more angry and started to cry.
However, Zhang Laizi didn't care. He slowly climbed onto the bamboo couch, thinking to himself, this Master Xuan is really nothing! He said at the beginning that he would treat craftsmen like us with foreign surnames well, but he didn't expect that in the end it would still be the same thing! It's still the same as Nine.
Ye, he is a kind-hearted person just like his father!
In fact, they can all see the subtle relationship between the Chen family's uncle and nephew. Originally, Chen Xuan vaguely had the upper hand due to the power of the female Australian, but Chen Lin obviously has a big backer when he comes back this time. These two uncles and nephews
I'm afraid there will be a fight around Nansha.
From the bottom of his heart, Zhang Laizi hopes that Chen Lin will come to power. After all, Chen Lin and his son treat everyone well and are decent people. As for Chen Xuan, he has given his surname a lot of benefits since he came to power, but this person has always had evil intentions, and now he is
In order to win over everyone, it’s hard to say what would happen if he was given a firm seat. The weavers in the silk workshop all followed Chen Xuan obsessively, fearing that there would be no results in the future...
After a few days, more than ten young people gathered in the cemetery, which Chen Lin helped him find from various families one after another. In addition to a few of his "best friends", there were also seven or eight young people who were dissatisfied with the current situation in Nansha.
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Originally, he wanted his third uncle, who was well-known in the clan, to preside over the meeting, but his third uncle said that he should "learn to deal with the situation." Thinking of this, he could only calm down and remember what he had thought about in advance.
Been through it again.
Seeing that the people had almost arrived, he motioned to Chen Qing to go out to watch the wind, put down the window panels, and then said:
"Grandpas, uncles, brothers and nephews..." Although they are all young people, their seniority spans several generations.
"My little brother got an opportunity a few days ago and went to Lingao, which is under the rule of the Australians. This trip was really eye-opening..."
On weekdays, everyone in the countryside of Xiangshan County lives a dull and boring life, just farming and working. In recent years, the place has been unstable, and the village has been looted by rebels. Every household is living a difficult life. Originally, there were only some
Entertainment and recreational activities have also been canceled virtually. We can only gather together to gossip and talk about ancient times as a pastime.
Although the Australians are in their village - they are still very rare "female Australians", but to be honest, everyone still knows very little about the situation of the Australians. They can only know a little bit from their daily contacts. How to deal with the Australians?
There are many speculations and rumors about what Lingao will look like.
Chen Lin went to Lingao, and this personal experience was naturally extraordinary. When he mentioned it, everyone became interested and asked him to talk about it.
Seeing everyone's interest, Chen Lin first talked in detail about what he had seen and heard during his trip to the top: what could carry thousands of people, how to use the power of water and fire to build an iron ladder car, and how to weave a thousand feet of cloth in one day.
But all he had was a female worker's loom; Dongmen City, which was as brightly lit as the Milky Way at night... and a dazzling array of merchandise in department stores, many of which he had never even seen before, not to mention that he could afford them.
After bragging about this "record of experiences and experiences in Lingao", all the young people were fascinated and yearned for it, wishing they could go to Lingao to see it right away.
Then, Chen Lin began to brag about Lingao's income. This was not a boast. The living standards of the Senate workers were unparalleled in China in the 17th century. There was no shortage of rice in Guangdong, so suddenly
For these Chen family members, eating rice for every meal and fish and shrimp every day is not too shocking, but being able to eat meat for more than ten days is very damaging.
"...Uncle Ninth! You are bragging! You will have meat to eat in six or seven days! Forget about one household, if tens of thousands of craftsmen want to eat meat, how many pigs and sheep will they have to kill!"
"Are you bragging? There are many Australian workers in our village. Just ask them if you have a chance. Do they have meat to eat every six or seven days?" Chen Lin said with a smile.
"It's true...my father helps them buy things at the silk shop. These people buy half a pig for teething every ten days!" Someone said, "Every time I go to the silk shop, the workers can also get some benefits!"
"Look, I'm not bragging." Chen Lin became more interested when he saw someone joining in the fun. Seeing that everyone was interested, he changed the subject and continued:
"Everyone, we young people, although we have different generations, are always 'young' at home. Whatever we want to do depends on our parents' faces. If our parents don't allow it, we can't do it. We have to wait until our beards grow out before we can say a few words.
Someone listened to what I said. But do you know what I saw when I went back to Australia?" Chen Linxu began to play tricks on me.
"What did you see?"
"I know! Australians don't grow beards!"
“Could it be that young people are all in power?”
…
Immediately afterwards, Chen Lin vividly told the young people present the scene of his meeting with Chen Xiaobing, and said impassionedly: "He is about the same age as us, and he can be an Australian official, in charge of many big officials.
The shopkeeper acted according to the Australian plan."
These words scratched the itch of this group of young people, and for a while the room was filled with noisy discussions. Most Australians are young people, and they have discovered this long ago. Not to mention that Chief Li is a young woman.
, most of the prosthetics she brought, including those who recently returned to the village with Chen Xuan's uncle and nephew, were young people. Especially this time, there were four young men and women. Except for the older men, the three girls
They are all girls under twenty.
"...The girls who came with me this time are all under twenty, but they are all Australians who are skilled craftsmen, can build factories, and can operate machines. Tell me, they are human beings, and we are human beings too. Is it difficult for us to do this?
Isn't it possible?" Chen Lin said impassionedly, "Now that the situation of integrity is changing and the dynasty is changing, we and other young men can make great achievements to impress the villagers!"
"Of course it works, I just don't know how to do it!" someone echoed.
"Uncle Lin is right! Whatever the Australians can do, we can definitely do it!" As communicated in advance, one of his best friends immediately responded at this moment, heating up the atmosphere again.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of cheers from the people nearby, "Brother Lin, I will listen to you in what you want to do!" one of them said, and everyone followed suit.
"Everyone also knows that the second uncle is now in charge of the silk shop, and he is running the business of improving the silk industry, and the younger brother is also assisting Mr. Li Yuan in doing things. However, improving the silk industry is not something that happens overnight. Nowadays, many children in the family have no career to do.
.I happened to go to Lingao this time and heard that the Australians were interested in setting up a cotton spinning mill in Guangdong, and the location was chosen in Xiangshan County..."