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As an ordinary member of the lower social strata of the City of London, Ham was just a porter at the docks.

At the age of 20, he already has two sons, and in order to support the family in London, he can only get up early every morning and go to work in the docks of London Harbour.

Like most people in England, he had never been able to read or write, and he had the impression that he knew of a different city than London.

Even when cargo ships from France and Germany docked at London docks more than once, sailors were heard more than once raving about the beauty of Paris, Hamburg and other cities.

Still, he stubbornly believed that all the cities were no different from London, or even less expansive than it, and that he had not fully walked through the streets of London, at least until now.

Carefully hid the lunch he had eaten at noon, a small piece of black bread, in his arms, this was his lunch.

Of course, he didn't want to enjoy three meals a day like a nobleman, but he carried goods every day, and if he didn't have a meal at noon, the whole person would not be able to support it until dark.

It was still a little gray in London, so he said goodbye to his wife and two lovely sons, went to the port of London, and began his work.

Along the way, there were people who defecated everywhere on the side of the road, and he was used to this, because he was also such a person, as long as it was not near his house.

Wearing shoes made of tattered canvas brought back from the docks, Ham carefully walked around the lumps of excrement, waving his hands from time to time, lest those tiny green flies get into your nose, and you'll be in good hands!

After walking for half an hour, he finally arrived at the dock.

After arriving, he saw that a new notice seemed to be posted on the usual public notice wall, and more than a dozen people gathered around, talking a lot, so lively.

He had always been honest and had little interest in this, and he knew that there was not a new wanted warrant, a large bounty, or some decree.

He is very self-aware, these big things have little to do with his little pauper, and with this time, it is better to carry an extra punching bag!

Silently behind the long line of laborers, Ham looked forward to a good day.

In this way, after a long morning, the number of ships that have come to London to dock is only half of what it used to be, and the work is very light, except for the part handed over to the gang, he is estimated that he will not be able to earn his own food today.

At noon, he sat in the shadow of a cargo ship docked at the dock to shield himself from the harsh sun.

For a scene like today, he was depressed, and when he thought of his wife and son who was waiting to be fed, he felt distressed.

"Hey man, what's wrong with you today? Why do you look unhappy! ”

The laborer who was working with him on the side looked at Ham with a bitter face and couldn't help asking.

"Alas! Today is a lot less work than yesterday, and my wife and son are probably going to starve again today! ”

"Yes, I didn't expect to live so little today, I promised my wife to bring a chicken leg to my son, I'm afraid it will be in vain!"

Hearing Ham say this, the husband who asked the question also frowned, smiled bitterly, and sighed.

While the two of them were sighing, as the boss of the dock workers, a middle-aged man wearing a shiny high hat, pretending to be on black crutches, and dressed in a gentleman's clothes, walked over.

If you ignore the sleek crown of his hat under his hat, he actually looks more like a gentleman.

The labor boss walked slowly to the place where everyone was resting, and stopped with his head held high, looking arrogant.

Ham knew that the bald guy was the co-boss of himself and several nearby docks, Doflong, a self-proclaimed gentleman.

Although he usually seems to be polite, he will imitate the gentlemen who say ridiculous things.

However, Ham would never underestimate him, for he saw the bosses of other docks come and grab the docks with a group of vicious laborers.

But Dofron just grinned and laughed with the dock boss for a while, and then took out a sharp axe from behind him and smashed it into the boss's head, causing soy milk to pop out of his head.

At this time, Ham realized that the human head was originally made of soy milk.

And the little brothers brought by the boss with white soy milk on their heads were stupid one by one, and Doflong directly took down this dock, and his power expanded again.

"Dear guys, I wonder how you're doing today?"

Dofron gracefully moved the black cane in his hand, and by the way, he helped his black-framed eyes, and asked in his own voice.

"Boss, there isn't much to do today, and everyone is having a hard time!"

Immediately, a bearded overseer bent over and said with a flattering smile.

"Grass, uh! I told you, don't call me boss in the future, call me sir, believe it or not, I'll break your dog's leg! ”

Dofron, who had just accidentally spoken foul language, immediately changed his tone, but still said angrily.

"Yes, yes, sir, the brothers have very little work today!"

The bearded man hurriedly apologized, and then repeated.

"Really? It's such a frustrating thing! ”

"However, I came here today to bring a good thing, so that the brothers can relax, and they will definitely not be left without food!"

Dofron patted his chest and said loudly with a confident smile.

"Really? Boss, you're amazing! ”

"That's, you don't look at who I am! Duffron—"

This sycophant slapped up at the right time, tickling his heart.

"I've said it all, call me Mr. in the future, sir, I think you just owe a beating!"

Duffron, who had come back to his senses, picked up his pretentious cane, picked it up and hit him, and the fierce man jumped everywhere in pain.

"Boss, boss, it hurts! Pain! Pain—" The big man didn't dare to fight against Dofron, so he could only dodge.

When he felt that Dufflong had hit harder, his brain finally turned a corner.

"Yes sir, sir, I was wrong, I was wrong......"

It wasn't until the big man screamed in pain that Dofran stopped and rubbed his somewhat sore wrist.

It also takes a certain amount of effort to beat people, and for a younger brother like Dahan, the beating should make them hurt, not let them hurt. For opponents or strangers, it is necessary to make them hurt without pain.

"Guys, the City is going to clean up the streets of London, but they don't have enough people, so hire us to clean them up!"

"Everyone, not only do you have a black loaf of bread a day, but you also have three meals, yes!"

"You are just like the noble lord, you eat three meals a day!"

Dofron, who had paused, took a breath and said to the many laborers who were watching the blind.

"That's great!" "Thank you, Boss!" …………

After receiving a shout of thanks, Dofron left with half of his labourers and went straight to the streets of London's ghetto and ghetto.

In order not to affect the business of the docks, Dufflong arranged a rotation system, and took half of the people to work for a day first, and although it was only half a day today, it was counted as a day.

And Ham, who has always been an old and hard-working person, is fortunate to follow Dufflong to get this beautiful difference.

Doverron led the way in front of the cart in a man-drawn cart, and after making peace with the other groups of dock workers, Ham's group of more than two hundred people followed, and the dust was immediately raised in the mighty, dry streets.

Along the way, the carriages, pedestrians, all with wide eyes, stood on the side of the road, making way for them.

Half an hour later, Ham saw a street completely different from what he had remembered.

The streets that were originally bustling with people coming and going, and merchants were everywhere, but now they were full of laborers. The commercial atmosphere is all gone!

Laborers like him, dressed in short coats and short sleeves, bent over in a hurry, and shovels of wood, stone, or better of all, shovels threw the garbage from the streets onto the wagons aside.

Seeing all this, Duffron, who had stopped in front, got out of the car and said to the hundreds of laborers behind him:

"Guys, now you can work, remember, I'll pick up the bread here when the sun goes down in the afternoon!"

As soon as he had finished speaking, Ham, like all the laborers, began to work with all his strength.

"Your Majesty, please—for the sake of the lack of numbers, and at your suggestion, I begin to recruit the idle labourers of London with bread, and organize them to clean up the streets!"

In William. Led by Sercy, Edward went to this famous slum in London and inspected it himself.

"Oh, looks like it's not bad! Very well, Mr. William, at this rate, the whole of London will soon be transformed! ”

Edward nodded as he looked at the crowd and saw the street that had broken away from the thick layer of garbage dirt and seen the sun again.

Seeing His Majesty the King smiling, William knew that there was nothing wrong with his efforts, and he couldn't help but feel more confident in his heart.

"Your Majesty, because of the continuous concentration of London's population for hundreds of years, the whole city is overwhelmed, so I want to replan London!"

"Yes, my mayor, you have a good idea! I support, I strongly support! ”

"However, you must know that the population of London is conservatively estimated to be 100,000, and you have to take care of the emotions of these people!"

Mayor William couldn't help but be overjoyed about Edward's support, and this good opportunity for political achievements was in hand, which would definitely bring great help to his future political career.

"Your Majesty, you know this, due to the fact that the Finance Department has just been established, the money may not be enough, so I hope that the Privy Council will support it!"