"Uncle Zhang, this matter is indeed my uncle's fault! 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 seemed to be afraid 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. I will help you file a complaint to vent your anger!"
Speaking of this Zhang Laizi sighed: "You are blind, how can I see 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." , claiming 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 this Kun man was a fake. He could not say whether Australians had the official position of imperial guard. But Australians only have "Mr. Wen" and have never heard of anyone called "Mr. Wen". It's okay to fool and scare the country people, but for someone like him who has 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!" Lame Zhang is not stupid. There have been rumors outside that the chicken thief is Mr. Xuan's confidant. Then I followed his words and said, "Australians are usually very kind to others and have money. Even if they want to eat chicken, it's not like they can't afford it..."
"That's it. It's just that you, Uncle Zhang, are the one who suffered in this matter. It's common sense to complain about grievances. It's true that my second uncle treated you like this. It's also our Chen family's fault. This is a little bit of intention, you accept it. Let's get over 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 could get money for recuperation these days, and it was a good thing since the sun came out from the west. Not caring about his swollen and sore eyes, he 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 have 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 package. Inside was a package of "Qinghuo Dingchuan Candy" produced by Chen Liji, a famous drugstore in Guangzhou. This is actually a kind of medicated candy, which uses Chuanbei and other drugs to relieve asthma and cough. It is very suitable for people like Zhang Zizi who have worked in the dyeing workshop 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 Mrs. Wu said that it is the most effective for relieving asthma and cough. If you are coughing at night and can't sleep, take one in your mouth and slowly Enough."
Although the things are good, they are not cheap. Zhang Zizi has always been a gambler, and apart from deducting his gambling debts, his income 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.
Zhang Laizi didn't care. He slowly climbed onto the bamboo couch, thinking to himself, this Master Xuan is really nothing! I originally said that we, craftsmen with foreign surnames, would be treated well, but I didn’t expect that it would still be the same thing in the end! On the contrary, Master Jiu is a kind-hearted person like his father!
In fact, they all could 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's return this time clearly had a big backer. The uncle and nephew are afraid that there will be a fight over Nansha.
From the bottom of his heart, Zhang Laizi hoped that Chen Lin would come to power. After all, Chen Lin and his son treated everyone well and were 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 just trying to win over everyone. If he really gets a seat, it's hard to say what will happen. The weavers in the silk workshop were all following Chen Xuan obsessively, fearing that there would be no results in the future...
A few days later, more than ten young people gathered in the cemetery. Chen Lin helped him find them one after another from various families. In addition to a few of his "best friends", there are also seven or eight young people who are dissatisfied with the current situation in Nansha.
Originally, he wanted his third uncle, who was well-known in the clan, to preside over the meeting, but his third uncle said he wanted him to "learn to deal with the situation." Thinking of this, he could only calm down and go through what he had thought about beforehand in his mind.
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 a real eye-opener..."
Everyone lives a dull and boring life in the countryside of Xiangshan County, just farming and working. In recent years, there has been unrest in the area, and the village has been looted by insurgents. Every household has been living a difficult life. Some of the original entertainment and recreational activities have also been canceled virtually. We can only get 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 about it from their daily contacts. How to deal with the Australians? There are many speculations and rumors about what Lingao looks like.
Chen Lin went to Lingao, and his personal experience was naturally extraordinary. When he mentioned it, everyone became interested. I asked him to speak.
Seeing everyone's interest, Chen Lin first talked in detail about what he had seen and heard on 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; how to weave thousands of 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 not 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 started bragging about Lingao's income again. This is not a boast. The living standards of the Senate workers were unparalleled in 17th-century China. There is no shortage of rice in Guangdong, and rice is served every meal. Fish and shrimps are available every day. This is not too shocking to these Chen family children, but being able to eat meat for more than ten days is devastating. .
"...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 the 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 have to 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 have 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 him.
"What did you see?"
"I know! Australians don't grow beards!"
“Could it be that young people are in charge?”
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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. Australians are mostly young people, and they have discovered this long ago. Not to mention that Chief Li is a young woman, most of the fake boys she brought, including those who recently returned to the village with Chen Xuan's uncle and nephew, are young people. Especially this time, four young men and women came. Except for the older man, the three girls were all under twenty.
"... This time I have a few girls who are coming with me. They are all under twenty, but they are all Australians who are skilled craftsmen. They can build factories and operate machines. Tell me, they are human beings and we are human beings too. Is it possible for us to Can't you?" Chen Lin said impassionedly, "Now that the situation of integrity is changing and the dynasties are changing, we and other young men can make great achievements and 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 time, heating up the atmosphere again.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd, "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 in charge of the silk shop now, 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..."
(End of chapter)
