.xo The Netherlands is a country with religious freedom, so the Boncourt family enjoyed religious freedom when they were in the Netherlands. [Read the latest chapter] But since they boarded the East India Company's ship, they had to follow the East India Company's rules: anyone must participate in the Protestant prayer ceremony, otherwise they will be punished as treason.
This made the two teenagers who left their hometown for the first time very worried. So after hearing that there was a Catholic church here, they decided to go to the church to confess.
"Sister, let's walk there slowly." Westley said, "The road here is very good."
The roads here are surprisingly good. Such perfect roads can only be seen in the most prosperous cities in the Netherlands: although the road is not paved with stones, the roads paved with black gravel are smooth and flat, with lines on both sides. There are road shoulders made of stones and underground ditches for drainage.
The newly planted trees on the roadside are already lush and green. Although the trees are still small, they also block a lot of sunlight.
Credia was a little worried and asked, "Should we ask a guard to escort us to the church?"
"No need, it looks very safe here." Westley said excitedly, "This place makes me feel like I'm back in the Netherlands. Everything is so clean and orderly. Let's go."
The guards of the commercial building had received orders to allow them to move freely in the designated area and therefore did not interfere with their departure from the commercial building.
The distance from the business building to the church is not very far, but it takes more than 20 minutes to walk. The two of them walked slowly along the road, breathing in the fresh air with the sea breeze, while admiring the busy construction scenes on the construction sites along the road. Sterry was interested in everything on the construction site: steam cranes, manual dump trucks, mixers... These silly, big, black and thick construction machinery and construction vehicles that were used for high production aroused the boy's endless interest.
"It's a pity that I didn't bring a sketchbook..." the boy said with excitement and regret at the same time, "I must go and write a sketch when I get back from church!"
"Okay, okay." Credia said with a smile.
The two walked for a while and found that a new road appeared parallel to the road in front of them - no, it is not very accurate to say a road, it should be said to be two iron tracks. Lying on the logs, it stretched into the distance.
"Sister, this is the track." Westley said, "I heard from sailors that the Australian docks are all paved with this kind of track that can run heavy vehicles - the same track used in the British quarries. almost."
The track laying work was temporarily suspended because the rails did not arrive in time. Only materials for the roadbed and some equipment were piled up. Unable to restrain his curiosity, Vestri got off the road. Climbed the roadbed.
Westley knelt down and began to study the rails and sleepers, and then carefully looked at the connection of the spikes. Credia knew her brother's hobbies, so she stood aside and waited for him.
"Don't get on the roadbed!"
Westley took a few steps. He heard someone shouting - he couldn't understand Chinese, so he had to look blankly at the place where the sound came from.
But I saw a human-powered railcar speeding towards me on the track. Westri looked at the car curiously and said to Credia: "I think it would be faster if we could take this thing to the church..."
While they were talking, they saw a young woman pushing the rail car back and forth alone. The two of them saw that it was Zhong Xiaoying. These days, Zhong Xiaoying comes to the store every day to chat with Credia and teach her Mandarin. The two have become very good friends.
Zhong Xiaoying wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Huh? Is it you? Why didn't you rest in the business hall and climbed onto the railway?"
"The pox we injected has healed." Cretia said first, "There is a church over there, and we decided to go and have a look."
Westri stepped forward and said hello in stuttering Cantonese: "Miss! Can I give you a ride?"
Zhong Xiaoying smiled and shook her head. He gestured and said: "This car is not safe..."
Westri shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and suddenly he had an idea. He took out a beautiful little cloth bag from his pocket and shook it at the woman: "I'm not going to give you a ride in vain, there's a gift..."
Zhong Xiaoying still shook her head. Cretia still had a way. She went up and muttered and gestured with Zhong Xiaoying. Finally, Zhong Xiaoying smiled at them and said: "In that case, come up..."
Westley was overjoyed. I immediately jumped on the car and looked at the rail car curiously, as if I wanted to ask anything. Zhong Xiaoying knew what he meant and waved her hands repeatedly: "I only know how to use it. Don't ask me what's going on - you should ask my father."
"Dr. Zhong? I will definitely ask for advice." Westley was full of curiosity about Zhong Lishi, "Where is he now?"
"He is at the customs. To be precise: on the bell tower of the customs - the big bell is being installed." Zhong Xiaoying said, "Hold the handle over there. Press it down. By the way, we have to work hard together... "
Zhong Xiaoying and Vestri pressed the rail car together and headed towards St. Anthony's Church. On the way, Vestry kept asking: "Can I go and see the big clock that Dr. Zhong is installing? I am very interested in these machines-" It seemed that he was worried that the request would not be accepted, "I asked an artist Learned the trades of metalworking and carpentry. Can help."
These words were a bit difficult for Credia, who was very basic in Cantonese. She had to use all her strength to basically express what her brother meant.
"Of course." Zhong Xiaoying said with a smile, "My father's carpentry skills are not good. He will be very happy to have free workers."
Cretia asked: "Are there so many people here because you immigrated from China?"
"Yes. Originally, there were no civilized people in Taiwan. There were only native headhunters."
"You are amazing." Credia said sincerely. Although DaYuan has existed for many years, DaYuan is still a deserted trading post. If it weren't for the city of Relanjia under construction, DaYuan wouldn't even be considered a town.
"The Senate is amazing." Zhong Xiaoying showed an expression of infinite admiration on her face.
The church established by Lingao Church in Kaohsiung is very small, a small wooden church. This church and the New Taoist Taoist temple are located next to each other: they are separated by a road. The two sides are at peace with each other, and their purpose is the same: to continue the battle of "eradicating heresy" that started on Qimu Island. He Ying's instructions to the two major churches clearly required them to use the strictest attitude to "save souls."
The missionaries sent from Macau were single-minded in defeating the New Taoists in the battle of "saving souls" and were so fanatical in the battle of "eradicating heretics" in the refugee camps that the priests accidentally contracted infectious diseases and were called by the Lord. Because there was no one in Macau to send for a while, Lingao Church sent John Dermot. The red-headed Irishman was happy to be freed from the endless work of painting stained glass and painting murals, and came to the job happily.
However, when Zhong Xiaoying accompanied her sister and brother into the church, John Dermot was still squatting beside the wall with a frown on his face, painting murals. There is no decoration in this prefabricated chapel manufactured by Lingao Construction Corporation, and he had to do it all himself.
And the matter is not over yet. Ever since Mr. Zhong, who has a slightly shaved forehead, arrived in Kaohsiung, he has been coercing and coaxing him to make iron hands and numbers for the big clock - and even specified that he wanted to use floral patterns.
John Dermot found it difficult to balance the three tasks of beautifying the church, saving souls, and serving the Senate. Especially the first two are extremely important things to him. However, thinking of the teachings given to him by the former president, he did not dare to refuse Elder Zhong's request.
Today, Dr. Zhong Yuanlao appeared again. Just when he was helpless, the appearance of Zhong Xiaoying and his team temporarily freed him from the predicament - Dr. Zhong was entangled by Westley: This young man had no idea about the big clock he was really building. Full of curiosity, I kept asking this and that.
"Mr. Zhong, can I go and see the machinery inside the big clock?" Westri finally asked.
"Of course, how many more days will you take off?"
"This kid can't wait..." Credia smiled, "Dr. Zhong, you can rest assured that my brother can do metalworking and carpentry. You can put him to use."
"Okay, you can come to me directly at the customs bell tower tomorrow." Zhong Lishi nodded, "Xiaoying and I have been staying at the customs these days."
"Then can my sister and I also live at the customs office? This way we can consult you day and night." Vestri said.
Zhong Lishi thought for a while: "Okay. But you need to apply to the commercial center and complete the necessary procedures."
The next day, the Westley siblings moved into the customs building with their luggage. Although Kaohsiung Customs was already in operation, the actual business volume was very small. There were many empty rooms above the second floor. After the siblings found a room to stay, Westri couldn't wait to join the construction team building the bell.
There are several craftsmen on the bell tower, most of them carpenters. The leader is Ma Linxi, a refugee from Shandong.
Ma Linxi was sent to Jeju Island after she recovered her life in the ice sea. Stayed there for forty days. He was a skilled man and was highly regarded in the refugee camp. He was quickly incorporated into the directly affiliated labor team to participate in the construction of Jeju Island. The quality of food obtained naturally is better than that of the average refugee.
Within a few months, he passed the C diploma. Then it was shipped to Taiwan and prepared to be transferred back to Lingao to enrich the team of technicians of Lingao Construction Corporation. However, Ma Linxi was already somewhat famous for his craftsmanship, so he was intercepted by Hong Laojun and incorporated into the direct engineering team. Shi Dafu felt that he was a talented person, so he taught him some simple drawing techniques.
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