That night, Tex called Emperor Wu and said that he would take a day off because his cousin had arrived, and Emperor Wu readily agreed that he would not be very busy with work until a thousand calves from distant pastures arrived.

As a result, at ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Turks' red old Horton car still appeared at the South Australian Ranch.

"Hey man, today is your holiday, I won't count your wages. Emperor Wu said with a smile.

Turks stepped out of the car with a frown, looking like something was not pleasing to him.

He said helplessly: "BOSS, my cousin heard that you are Chinese, and you must come over." ”

The passenger door opened, and a bearded man jumped out, "Hi Wu, I'm Tom Brady, the biggest quarterback in the United States, the same name and surname, and the cousin of Little Qiang!"

Texson has nothing to love," Brady, this is the workplace. ”

Emperor Wu greeted Brady, "Feel free, don't be restrained, Tex's cousin is mine...... Friend. ”

He was about to say that it was his cousin, but he swallowed it halfway through.

"Haha, I told you a long time ago, the Chinese are all good!"

This is obviously a Chinese fan, Australians are generally warm and have a high level of literacy.

Like the United States, Australia has a history of mass exclusion of Chinese.

In fact, some Australians who advocate "white Australia supremacy" now don't even want to recognize their ancestors, and the call for secession from the Commonwealth has been strong for many years.

This kind of thing exists everywhere, and the major domestic forums are not the same as engaging in regional discrimination, scolding and scolding to find a sense of superiority. Hong Kong people discriminate against mainlanders, Shanghai people discriminate against outsiders, and some time ago they were not very friendly to Hunan, but Emperor Wu believed that most people were good, and there was only a small number of people in regional discrimination.

Of course, wherever you have money, you are a master, and wherever you drive a Rolls-Royce, you are facing a smiling face.

Emperor Wu looked at Brady, who was a little chubby, with a reddish-brown beard, thicker than Uncle Frank's.

His eyebrows are also reddish-brown, which should have been specially dyed, like the Harley Speed Rider in Canada.

Brady looked strange in a whitish jeans suit, as if he had been in the jungle for decades and returned to civilization.

Brady stepped forward and hugged Emperor Wu warmly, his arm strength was not small, and Emperor Wu was a little painful.

"I have a lot of Chinese friends in Bendigo, and they are simply the most down-to-earth people in the world!" Brady said with a thick northern accent, and some words had to be carefully read to understand.

"Leave the grazing to Bastard and Hehe!" After greeting the brothers, Emperor Wu shouted to the Frank couple on the other side of the ranch, "Uncle Frank, Ms. Rachel, this is the end of today's work." ”

"Haha, it's nice there, it's cool!" Brady said, pointing to the big umbrella in the yard.

"No problem, it's there. ”

Emperor Wu brought beer and beef jerky.

Mrs. Rachel seemed to remember something when she saw Brady, "You're from Melbourne?"

Brady laughed, "Ma'am, it seems that you are a connoisseur, and when my cousin saw me, he thought I had been lost in the jungle for decades. ”

Turks drank his beer helplessly.

"Melbourne gold mines?" said Emperor Wu.

"YES, YOU ALL SEEM TO KNOW THE GOODS, BUT I'M FROM BENDIGO, NOT FAR FROM MELBOURNE, WHICH USED TO BE CALLED THE NEW GOLD MOUNTAIN!" BRADY NODDED PROUDLY.

"New Gold Mountain? It's very interesting, all I know is that there is a San Francisco in the United States. "Emperor Wu, I really haven't heard of this name.

"That's right, man, two hundred years ago, there was no one in the world who didn't know Bendigo's name. Brady spoke with a look that made one mistakenly think he was from that era, and he was indeed dressed like a gold digger.

Brady opened up the conversation, and it turned out that he was a fanatical gold digger.

Bendigo is a gold mine located about 180 kilometres from Melbourne. After the discovery of gold here in the mid-19th century, gold diggers flocked to the area, and a large number of Chinese came here at the same time, and the working conditions were very difficult, and they lived in temporary shacks that were difficult to shelter from the wind and rain. Bendigo's abundant gold is a paradise for a few, but a nightmare for the vast majority of miners, who struggle to survive here with dreams.

The Chinese workers were bullied by the whites there, suffered a lot, and had no relatives in a foreign land. In September 1854, the miners' war broke out in this small town, and after a difficult struggle, the authorities were forced to make changes to improve the working conditions of the miners, a history of humiliation with blood and tears.

With the decline of the gold mining industry in Bendigo, some Chinese workers chose to return home with gold, while others chose to stay in the local area to open up the wasteland, running restaurants, grocery stores and so on.

Brady had a crazy love of gold panning, and he still fantasized about finding gold in the mud and sand, and Turks said he was still alive during the 19th century development.

But Brady wasn't a pure visionary, he worked at the Golden Dragon Museum in Bendigo, which documents what Bendigo looked like in the 19th century.

"The first time I entered the open-air museum, I was stunned that the 'China Village' showed the work of Chinese workers back then...... I can't look at it, it's all inhuman treatment. ”

Talking about this history, Brady seems to be a different person and becomes serious.

"Yes, I heard my grandfather tell me that my grandfather used to go to Bendigo, and when he went, like you, he was a hairy young man of thirty, who had the idea of getting rich overnight, but he didn't survive the darkest of times. Uncle Frank lit a cigarette.

A circle of people listened quietly to Frank, "He went for two months and then fled, telling his father that it was not a place for people at all, that it was full of violence and death. ”

Seeing that no one spoke, Frank laughed, "It's good that we don't have to go through that history, let's savor life, boys." ”

"Cheers!"

After everyone had a drink, Brady got up with his glass and said, "I want to explain that although Uncle Frank is right, it still can't change my dream of gold panning, and there must be a big gold mine waiting for me ahead." ”

"That's right, maybe there will be a day when we don't forget us. Emperor Wu touched his cup with him.

Frank also got up, and he said with a smile: "Although I am very opposed, I have to say that it is good for young people to have dreams, although your dreams seem a little crazy to me as an old fellow. ”

When it was Tex's turn, he filled himself with a large glass of wine, "Brother, I wish you success." ”

"On a wonderful day, I received a blessing in Sini. Brady took a sip of his beer, and everyone toasted.

Brady suddenly stopped as he looked up to drink.

"Cool, it seems that you are an interesting person, Emperor Wu. ”

"Why?" said Emperor Wu thought that the bearded Brady was about to make another astonishing remark.

Brady pointed to the windowsill in the attic of the hut and said, "To be honest, there aren't many people in Australia who pet lynxes, at least not in Melbourne." ”

"What!" Emperor Wu was taken aback.