Regardless of the later generations of the Federation of Greater China, all countries in North America are developed economies with GDP ranking among the top in the world.
But in this day and age.
The ancestors of these North American Chinese countries are really full of blood and tears.
Most of the blood was from New World natives and white Europeans, but there were also a lot of tears.
"Second brother! Second child! Ahhhhhh, why did you leave just now! How can I explain to my uncle when you leave? Ahhhhhhh."
On the construction site of Tieshan Valley Village, which is under construction in the easternmost part of Jinshan Governor's Palace.
A strong man cried loudly while holding a body that was still warm.
People around me are already used to this.
"Zhou Da, please be patient, this is fate."
"Yes, yes, let someone take it back quickly. You have to make plans in advance whether to burn it and take it back to your hometown in Sichuan, or to bury it in Jinshan."
"Unlucky things happen everywhere. When it's your turn, it's just God who doesn't open his eyes."
A group of voices with Sichuan accents sounded.
Two cousins, Zhou Lao Er and Zhou Lao Da, were the second batch of immigrants to come to the New World. During the construction of Tieshan Valley Village, many weak immigrants suffered from colds and fever due to heavy rain for days.
If this were the case before.
There will definitely be large numbers of deaths.
But now every village has military doctors from the Ming army, and most of the immigrants are young adults, so not many people died.
Counting Tuesday, this round of cold wave killed 11 people out of more than 700 people.
This death rate is simply inhumane in the eyes of later generations.
But in the eyes of today's people.
After the wave of "epidemic", only 11 people died, which is really a great merit.
Tieshan Valley Village will be built as a large village that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, because it will be used as a residence for miners and steel plants in the future. In addition, a port will be built to facilitate the connection between Jinshan City and Tieshan Valley Village - the future Tieshan City. transportation.
Right now.
A cook wearing a white vest came pushing a food box on a chicken cart.
After opening.
The meat is fragrant.
After opening more than a dozen large steam boxes.
There are only two types of food.
One is steamed buns, and the other is steamed dried salmon.
The first crop of wheat in the Jinshan Governor's Mansion has been harvested and put into the warehouse, and the food crisis has been temporarily alleviated.
But there wasn’t much to eat.
I can only have one bite of steamed buns and one bite of steamed salted fish.
There are no fruits, vegetables or anything like that.
Of course, sometimes if you are lucky and encounter a herd of bison or something, the immigrants in Jinshan Governor's Mansion can also taste bison meat.
But for most farmers who have never eaten meat,
This kind of food is already very good.
At least I can eat enough meat and salt while being full.
After seeing the meal started, the farmers from the collective farm gathered together swarmed around.
"Eat quickly! Work will start later. If we don't build the stockade as soon as possible, more people will die!"
Li Zhongyi, who was wearing a red official uniform, shouted loudly.
The current second young master of the Li family has completely changed his appearance.
A black beard grew on his chin, and his face was flushed from the sun. With the musket and helmet on his back, he returned to Sichuan with this appearance.
Who dares to say that this is a high-ranking official?
"Master Li, we have been working all day and we can't do anything anymore."
"Yeah, let's take a day off!"
"I'm almost exhausted. If I had known I was so tired, I wouldn't have come here."
The complaints made Li Zhongyi helpless.
Everything is difficult at the beginning.
And judging from the propaganda in newspapers, the key area for Ming immigrants is now the New World.
Immigration ships come every month.
Thousands of people arrive at the Jinshan Governor's Mansion every month. Within a year, the Jinshan Governor's Mansion has a population of close to 20,000!
In newspapers, immigration to the New World was elevated to the level of "opening up living space for future generations."
It seems that if this bitter cold land is not taken over, the people of the Ming Dynasty will not have enough to eat in the future.
"Stop talking nonsense and eat quickly! I heard that this place is just like the place in northern Liaoning. It can be freezing in winter! If we don't build the stockade before winter comes, we people will never survive this winter!"
Li Zhongyi said with a straight face.
The burly men below who had been raised on either dried salmon or bison meat every day were speechless.
They all know that once they come to this place, there is no way out.
They must report to the group under the organization of the Jinshan Governor's Office.
A strange continent, a strange climate, and indigenous people who might come out at any time.
These dangers have forced these honest farmers from the Han region to join a group to stay warm.
In Han Dynasty, if they ran away, they could still go to other places to make a living.
it's here.
If they run away, they might become food for the indigenous people.
It is said that there are many cannibal tribes in the dense forest.
When they arrived in a foreign land, for these farmers from Han Dynasty, their only support was the people around them.
At this time, if the stockade is not built as soon as possible, it will freeze to death in winter.
Right now.
A man wearing an army officer's uniform, but without epaulettes on his shoulders, limped over.
This is a retired officer of the Ming Army who participated in the Battle of Liaodong.
He is also from Sichuan.
His name is Zhang Jin.
Looking at the badge on his chest, you can tell that this is an army officer who has made first-class merits. He was awarded the title of baron for his merits and is now the general manager of the Iron Valley Village.
"The team that went to cut wood in the mountains is back. Your people here will unload the wood after dinner. Once the wood is settled, you can rest."
Zhang Jin frowned and said.
Seeing Zhang Jin's ugly face, Li Zhongyi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
"problem occurs?"
Zhang Jin nodded: "Something happened and two people died, but the key is to discover this."
"what is this?"
Li Zhongyi took it and looked at it, but didn't understand what it meant.
There are some letters on it.
"This is a reward order!"
Zhang Jin frowned.
He had attended a military school, and although his English scores were not very good, he could still speak a few words. However, this scholar was from a civil service background, and at the beginning he didn't know anything except babbling.
I don’t know how I became a scholar.
No wonder His Majesty the Emperor doesn't like these Confucian scholars very much.
"Reward order?" Li Zhongyi was stunned.
"Yes, look at the big seal below. It's the seal of the Governor-General of British Canada." Zhang Jin said, "British people are cruel. The head of a Ming Dynasty man, even the most ordinary farmer, can be exchanged for 100 pounds, which is about the same." Two hundred yuan."
Li Zhongyi suddenly felt cold all over.
"so."
"So what we encountered in the collar were not natives!" Zhang Jin said, "they were a group of white adventurers!"
"The enemy has already started taking action!!" Zhang Jin said, "Brother Li, I leave this to you first. I will return to Jinshan City immediately and report the situation to the Governor!"
(End of chapter)
