Chapter three hundred and forty seventh. finally home
Lannister must pay for his debts! Wang Hou should be called a war and earning! When he set out from Qingzhou, he only brought 30,000 people, but when he came back, it reached more than 110,000. These days, labor is wealth, especially for Qingzhou, where business explosions broke out.
As for the return of Wang Hou, Qingzhou also responded to a sufficient surprise!
"This..., is this Qingdao City?"
Originally, I came from Xu Du, and saw that everything in the world was in the countryside, and Yecheng was just like that. But as soon as I entered the suburbs of Qingdao City, Cao Zhang, who had been riding a horse and following Wang Hou, felt that it was not enough.
These suburban villages have shown a completely different appearance from the Central Plains Xuchang Yecheng and other places. It is not easy to survive these days. Even intact villages, they are all small, poor, and small, with hungry farmers being pale and thin, wearing tattered clothes. I don’t know how many patches have been applied to their clothes.
But here! There are no ragged adobe houses in a circle, and instead they are manors. The two or three-story square buildings are the main body of the building, with two huge warehouses beside them. The richer planters have built two shorter cement servant houses at the door, and the rest are surrounded by fences and endless beet fields.
The ugly word that Wanghou style Bauhaus building was widely criticized before was perfectly solved here. Beet planters who made money have added a layer of pointed ridge roof made of Taishan wood on the roof of their house, which is also made into a flying eaves bracket and laid with tiles. Although the practicality is infinitely close to zero, what you want is a good look!
As for the originally ugly walls, some families also imitated Wang Hou and applied a layer of thin cement to inlay shells on them. The inner shell faced outward. From a distance, there was a silver light, while some families were large areas of planting vines or crawling walls, making them green and full of vitality. The style of the large plantation in central America in later generations is revealed here.
Then there was the field. Although the symbol of a peaceful and prosperous era did not appear, the farmers wearing silk shoes, but the clothes on the farmer who took the hoe were all new, without a patch. They were all wearing local specialties, including Rizhao cotton, neat and warm. The clean farmers, elegant courtyards, and groups of chickens, ducks and geese running in the field made Cao Zhang feel particularly fresh.
Cao Zhang looked around here, his eyes almost flying out, and Wang Hou himself kept looking at the countryside on both sides of the official road, but his scrutiny angle was completely different from Cao Zhang, and he looked at it with the mentality of a mayor.
First of all, the yamen runners of the Municipal Engineering Department are well managed and worthy of praise. Even if the plantations are expanded one after another, no one will build them illegally. Like in Rizhao City, the plantations are expanded to the official road. Ten soldiers from Rizhao Brigade lined up, and walking on the spacious official road, there is still plenty on both sides.
Secondly, it’s very important! There were only a dozen people in a plantation, and they were really busy hitting the back of their heads. But now, there are countless shorts in the fields. Even wearing short-dressing clothes for Han people, they are still busy doing farm work, taking turns to relax the soil, but no matter how you look at it, they feel a sense of incongruity.
These are all Japanese people, or Japanese slaves. When Wang Hou left, Japanese slaves were still a fresh item. One or two farms could have, just like the Kidney 5 and Kidney 6 first came out in later generations, but now they are flooded. Along the way, almost every farm has been in service with Japanese slaves.
It seems that the pirate group formed by the Zi Qidi family has achieved great results in the territory of Xiematai!
However, the prosperity of the slave trade also brought some hidden worries. During the Civil War in the United States, the slogans shouted in the north were not the glorious human nature, which liberated slaves, but were shouting to regain job opportunities belonging to the Americans from the slaves!
With the increase in the number of Japanese slaves, will he take away the job opportunities that originally belonged to the Han people? He was regarded as a serf. He did not think about his loyalty. When the Han people who had no job opportunities started to make trouble, Wang Hou would really say that he would not respond every day and would not work!
When you go back, you should hold a city council to increase the cost of using these Japanese slaves!
Just as Wang Hou pinched his chin and was thinking about the policy, waves of annoyed screams came over. He subconsciously looked over and probably a serf had done something wrong. The housewife of a family rolled in and pointed at him and scolded him.
This is so common. The Han people are indeed civilized and kind compared to other ethnic groups, but there are also many vicious people. However, the clothes of this serf attracted Wang Hou's attention. There was a circle of leather on his head and a lab coat on his body, which was stranger than the Japanese. Moreover, this kind of clothing always made Wang Hou feel unexpectedly familiar.
This time he felt heartbroken. While walking, Wang Hou was still wondering how this sense of familiarity came about! After walking out for more than 200 meters, he finally slapped his head with a slap in his head. Just now, this guy's clothes were more complicated and more colors. Isn't that the same as the Koreans in "Dae Jang Geum" in later generations!
Which slave-plundering fleet ran the wrong way and ran to the Korean Peninsula?
It seems that it is not just a wrong way! Although there are fewer serfs in these ancient Sanhan tribes, every time I walk through three or five farms, I can always see one or two. It seems that the population plundered from Sanhan has been formed in Qingdao City for more than half a year since he went to war.
This trend is not just about slave trafficking. After leaving Rizhao brigade in the military camp of Jimo County, taking vacations in batches, and bringing personal soldiers into Qingdao Chenggang District, Wang Hou's own eyes began to be a little short of them.
Compared to before he set out on the expedition, Qingdao City was almost twice as lively. It was leaning against the port street by the sea, which looked like the Qingming Festival of the River During the Qingming Festival. On one side of the street, almost all the shops planned for commercial areas were sold out, and new stores were opened. In March, people on the street were crowded with people, so they came to buy farm tools, slaves, and daily necessities. This was enough that there were tens of thousands on the street, and even thousands of them were large! The charm of the commercial city was undoubtedly revealed.
Especially in a row of newly opened shops, the shop with the word ginseng as a signboard actually occupied a small half. Looking into the shop, there are all kinds of ginseng, deer skin, antler, even bear paws and tiger skins placed on the shelf. These things are not something that Japan, which is alone in the overseas world, can have!
Another new market has been discovered!
Suddenly, Wang Hou felt that he underestimated the potential of these ancient merchants!
Chapter completed!