Chapter 167 Berlin Rental Area

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Berlin Strasse.

As the sky grew brighter, many German workers went to work carrying shovels. They walked through the chaotic city and squatted in a square on East Street, waiting for their employer to choose someone.

This has become a de facto concession.

Capable countries from all over the world will set up concessions here to facilitate people going abroad to do business and official exchanges.

Next to the Daming Concession area are the concession areas of Korea, Annan and Fusang.

Nowadays, wherever the Ming Dynasty goes, it will bring vassal states with it. This is something everyone knows.

In order to prevent friction in the concession areas of various countries, Germany's first Prime Minister Gneisenau spent a lot of thought on arranging countries with good relations together as much as possible.

Those who have a bad relationship will be placed at both ends of the concession area.

But even after doing so, the two brotherly countries still came to terms with each other.

There is a sign on the leased land in France that reads "British people and dogs not allowed".

The leased land in the British Empire also followed the same example and also had insulting signs.

Humphrey, the minister from London, was furious, slapping the table and scolding the French for undermining the unity between the two countries.

Huck took off his glasses. After being ransomed from the Ming Dynasty prisoner-of-war camp by the British Empire cabinet, he no longer served as an army general and was now the head of the British Empire's Strategic Research Office.

Specially responsible for studying the Ming Dynasty.

The British Empire wanted to cross the river by touching the Ming Dynasty.

Huck put down the reply letter in his hand, and the Ming Dynasty Ambassador to Germany temporarily declined Huck's request for a visit.

He looked at the angry Humphrey on the sofa beside him and grinned.

"Humphrey, His Majesty the King sent us here not to sit around and be angry. Quickly think of a way to get the Ming Dynasty Embassy to see us."

Humphrey suddenly turned his head. He stared at Huck for a long time, making Huck feel a little confused.

Huck touched his head with his right hand and confirmed that he was wearing a wig today. It was normal. He was even more confused.

Humphrey suddenly said: "If we want to get in touch with Ming Dynasty, we have to ask the French for help!"

"How can this be?"

Huck smiled and said: "Ask the French for help, they will make fun of us and spread the news everywhere..."

Humphrey said leisurely.

"Actually, this is the only way at the moment, and we have a chance now."

"what chance?"

Seeing Huck's sad face suddenly becoming curious, Humphrey gently opened the curtains and pointed at the French people gathered outside the window.

"Isn't this an opportunity~"

The time came to noon, and two groups of people were confronting each other outside the British Empire's embassy.

The nearby British and French people all arrived. They carried tables, chairs and benches and looked at each other angrily.

It's so annoying that no Brits or dogs are allowed inside.

Some British people pointed at the French and shouted.

"Is this the kind of virtue you French people have? You have been following the Ming Dynasty for almost two years. You don't learn their etiquette, but you do everything you can to cause trouble, right?"

As he spoke, he did not forget to point at the Ming officials eating melon on the side.

I saw Ming officials smiling, handing over to the officials from other countries around them, and saying that they would come to the Ming lease area for tea when they had time.

"Can we Brits go too?"

Humphrey appeared out of nowhere. He approached a Ming official and asked in a low voice.

Ming officials sternly refused.

Just kidding, the French Concession is near the Ming Concession, if the French see it.

From now on, when Britain and France quarreled, they would have to quarrel in the Ming Concession.

After all, the British can't enter the French concession, and the French can't enter the British concession, so they can only quarrel in the Ming concession.

Ming officials touched their chins and wondered if they should also put up a sign outside the concession? The British and French were not allowed to enter.

However, he shook the thought out of his head after just a few seconds.

Daming is a beacon for mankind, how can he say such vulgar words?

Hey, it seems that the concession area will not be able to stop in the future~

The Ming official sighed, but his eyes were full of the look of watching a show, full of the spirit of gossip.

Humphrey watched this Ming official pinch his beard, his brows sometimes wrinkled, sometimes relaxed, and finally he suddenly realized.

Officials from the British and French countries were exchanging insults. If there weren't countless foreigners watching, they would have started fighting.

In other parts of the concession, large areas of private houses were demolished, and a group of German workers wielded shovels to clear away the rubble.

Guderian shoveled down, scooped up the gravel and threw it into the cart next to him.

Compared with jobs in other concession areas, jobs in the Daming Concession are the most popular.

Daming not only prepared useful tools, but also distributed clothes to the German workers who applied for the job, so that the supervisors of Daming could tell which worker had what type of work at a glance.

By 3pm.

A Ming supervisor shouted with a tin trumpet.

"It's three o'clock, let's drink tea first!"

Guderian put down his shovel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and lined up in a row of sheds with other workers.

For the sake of Ming Dynasty's "great and upright" image, cabinet ministers spent a lot of thought.

The wages are higher, three meals a day are richer, and there is a whole afternoon tea time.

The goodwill of German workers towards Ming Dynasty skyrocketed.

In comparison, other concession areas are quite shabby.

In the concession area of ​​the British Empire, not only the wages were low, but they were only responsible for two meals, one meal of starry sky pie and one meal of zombie meat.

After a day's work, the German workers learned on their way home that the three meals in the Daming Concession were different, that they were full, and that there was afternoon tea.

More importantly, the wages paid by Daming are really high.

"Truly a beacon of humanity!"

This was the reaction of all the Germans working in the Ming Concession area.

Therefore, starting from the next day, the Daming Concession area was always crowded with a large number of people coming to work.

They had been waiting here early, waiting for Ming officials to choose them.

It's midnight.

Humphrey sneaked into the Ming Concession area quietly and was stopped in front of the embassy.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

A guard saw a figure emerging from behind a pile of red bricks. He immediately blew his whistle, drew his pistol and pointed it at Humphrey.

"Hey, don't shoot, it's me!"

"Is it you? Who are you?"

"I am Humphrey, the Foreign Secretary of the British Empire. Your envoy and I have made an appointment to meet tonight..."

Inside the embassy, ​​armed guards surrounded him after hearing the whistle. The ambassador followed the guards. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw an acquaintance with his hands raised.

The ambassador met Humphrey during the day. At that time, he wanted to meet him formally in the embassy in front of the French, but he sternly refused.

But now, what does Humphrey want to do? The ambassador was confused.

A guard said: "He said it would be better to meet the adults..."

"Yeah!"

Humphrey held up his hands and nodded wildly.

The ambassador was even more confused. He looked at Humphrey and asked him to put his hands down.

"I don't remember having an appointment with you?"

"Why not? At that time, you pulled your beard three times. Didn't you just tell me to meet at midnight tonight?"

The ambassador was stunned.

"You also read "Journey to the West"?"

"Oh, what Journey to the West? I am..."

Humphrey wanted to say something. Seeing so many people around him, he quickly pulled the ambassador to go to the corner, making a group of guards very nervous.

"Don't worry, I'll go to the corner and see what Humphrey wants to say. You just need to be on alert."

The ambassador took Humphrey to the corner and asked, "Tell me, it's so mysterious. If outsiders saw it, they would think we were conspiring against the law~"

The ambassador teased, then his eyes widened.

Humphrey took out a Jinyiwei brand from his pocket.