Facing the huge crowd at Shimonoseki Port in Japan, Fan Pugui was dumbfounded.
There was no need to use the connections Luo Wugui had given him. As soon as his large ship, flying the British and Chinese flags, docked at the port, hundreds of people gathered around them, shouting in stiff Chinese, "Master, enjoy your meal", "January" "Only eight hundred coins" and other pleading words. When he raised the Dongzhou recruitment flag again, the number of Japanese, which had soared to two to three thousand, was even more bright-eyed and howling, unable to fight for it.
Servants, crew, laborers, everything is fine, as long as they are given food to eat and get out of this hellish place. There are countless people who are willing to sign a ten-year contract of prostitution in the hope of taking their families and moving to other places. Dongzhou is thousands of miles away? It doesn't matter, even if it's on the moon, it's fine. Anyway, at least the immigrants will have land and loans, so they can survive.
In the past, Fan Pugui, who had never been to Japan, only traveled back and forth along the middle line of the ocean. He was almost frightened. What happened to Japan?
"Satsuma Domain and Choshu Domain are like two doors that never close. Rice, silk, cotton, and tea from China are constantly pouring into Japan. Everything that Japan can produce is available in China, and it is better than Japan. It¡¯s cheap. In the past, Japan could sell gold, silver, and sulfur to China, but now it can only sell handicrafts such as ancient swords, bamboo, paper, and kimonos"
"In Japan today, the largest number of merchants are merchants. Countless farmers and workers have lost their jobs. Their only hope is to go abroad through the Choshu and Satsuma Domains and work for the Celestial Empire. Men join escort bureaus, colonial companies or the army, and women work as slaves. Concubine, sir, don¡¯t you know that there are Kunlun slaves in the south of the country and Japanese in the north?¡±
The British Yinghua people in Shimonoseki Port talked about the current situation of Japan in a nonchalant way, which made Fan Pugui worried. Did our British cause such misery to the Japanese? If the Japanese break out, wouldn't Beiyang be in chaos?
"What is the fault of our heroes? The Japanese all blame the shogunate. Who makes the shogunate always want to maintain its own authority? Of course it has to bear the responsibility. Besides, even if you don't hate the shogunate, it is Chief Satsuma who should be hated. The two vassals of the state are lying on the bodies of other Japanese to suck blood. They can't hate us, the British. We, the British, have been promoting the justice of heaven and man in Japan for a long time. They have called on the Japanese to fight for themselves, but the shogunate has been suppressing Japan. Restoration Movement.¡±
Fan Pugui secretly applauded Yaren's words. The teachers and senior teachers of Tongshiyuan did a great job!
It¡¯s just that the current situation seems to Fan Pugui, who already has considerable political vision. Japan is not far away from chaos. What should we do then?
"Japan has already had countless parties. In my opinion, it should follow the example of our Great Britain and set up a parliament. Don't worry that if the Japanese set up a parliament, they will go against our Great Britain. As long as we control the exchange of money and material trade, then Win over those congressmen, especially the two feudal clans of Satsuma and Choshu, and let them control the Japanese government and still obey us, the British. Of course, before that, we must completely overthrow the shogunate."
The Ya people talk eloquently, and it seems that they often talk about politics with others. The calculation coincided with Fan Pugui's hasty thoughts.
"The guest officer is from Dongzhou? That couldn't be better. In addition to food, accommodation and clothing, the Ba Dao team is three thousand taels a year. The maid team is one thousand taels a year. How much is a team? One hundred. Buying people here is It's based on one hundred, starting from one hundred. Although it can't be used for a lifetime like the Kunlun slaves in Nanyang, it can be signed for ten years. After ten years of use, the swordsman has no strength and the woman is old. Let them get married. If you continue to be a contract immigrant, it will be another ten years, which is just right. Don¡¯t think it is unethical. They themselves are very grateful. They have to stay in Japan and have trouble eating"
Ya Ren quickly turned to the topic, and the price offered made Fan Pugui eager to get started. The price Luo Wugui mentioned before should be for the elite mercenaries managed by the Changzhou clan himself. At least the officers had been on the battlefield in person. And recruit directly from the private sector. Although the experience is less, the price is half cheaper.
After a detailed discussion with Yaren, they finalized the business of eight sword-drawing teams and three maid teams. Yaren also promised that the maid teams would all be young people between the ages of fourteen and eighteen, leaving specific experience. The subordinate who handled this matter, Fan Pugui, was about to set sail for Busan, South Korea. His ship was fully loaded with guns and ammunition, as well as bodyguards and immigrants recruited from the country. The servants were carried by other hired ships.
The purpose of going to South Korea is to recruit some more Koreans. Yinghua has a rigid requirement for the composition of overseas colonial immigrants. The composition cannot be too pure and immigrants from different regions must be accepted. This principle also applies to foreign servants who may become immigrants, not just Japanese.
After discussing the business, Fan Pugui was wondering if he could use Luo Wugui's relationship to talk to the upper echelons of the Changzhou clan and introduce some capable officers. Suddenly gunfire rang out at the port. In the midst of the chaos, a group of Japanese people were heard shouting loudly. Yaren dragged him into the house to hide and translated for him.
"The Celestial Beings Party follows Heaven! The sins of the shogunate must be liquidated!"
&nbssp; "Really interested? It just so happens that someone over there has escaped and is looking for a place to go. If you are willing to take him in, not only will he give you most of his wealth, but if you want to buy a beautiful girl from Jianzhou, I won't charge a penny of commission."
"I heard from businessmen that the political struggle in Jianzhou North Korea was extremely fierce, and people kept escaping. This person was his good friend and wanted to find a place overseas. Fan Pugui didn't take it seriously and just ate the benefits.
At the end of May, Fan Pugui set off northward, preparing to pass through Vladivostok and Luobai Strait to Liangzhou in Dongzhou. Not only did the ship carry a large amount of commercial goods from Japan and South Korea, but it also carried dozens of men, women, and children from Jianzhou North Korea. This is a large family, and the head of the family is a middle-aged man with braids who calls himself Zhang.
"Lao Zhang, you need to cut off your braid. Although Dongzhou is thousands of miles away from the mainland, the "Taoman Order" is still valid."
Fan Pugui kindly reminded him that although this man had a dejected look on his face, his bearing was really extraordinary and he must have experienced many big scenes. According to the businessman, this person had a high status in Jianzhou North Korea. Fan Pugui didn't care how high he was. Anyway, as long as he was not an important Manchu official listed in the "Investing Order", he would be able to take him in and tell the Duhufu a favor, and he would be able to get a background that would serve him well.
" Besides, it can't be that high. Jianzhou North Korea is like a pot of poison. The loser will never be spared. How can he still escape with his whole family?
"Oh, okay, Mr. Xie Fan reminds me"
Zhang Jia Agui responded with his sleeves wrapped up and his eyes empty. In the past, if anyone asked him to cut off his braids, it would be no different than chopping off his head. But now, it doesn't matter. As long as he can leave the place where 36,000 pores in his body wail in unison just thinking about it, he is willing to do anything. .
"Manchus there are no Manchus anymore, at least not in Jianzhou Korea. Unfortunately, I have been ignorant for almost twenty years, and only now do I understand this truth. Everything is authority. In Jianzhou Korea, race is also Well, class or class is just a layer of skin used to cover up the struggle for power"
The fishy sea breeze blew against her face. Looking back on the nineteen years she had spent in Jianzhou North Korea, the bitterness in Agui's heart surged like an angry tide.
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