After everyone registered, the next step was to cut their braids. Long braids are a stereotype of Chinese men by foreigners, so much so that a hundred years later, some foreigners still think that Chinese men have long braids. It can be seen how strong the impact of braids on foreigners is.

Fortunately, the Taiping Army, after religious propaganda, did not have braids, thinking that it was a pig's tail, and now they just cut their long hair short. The people of the Qing army were unwilling, such as mourning Kaoyan, and only under the pressure of bayonets and the threat of sticks did they cut off their braids one by one. After cutting the braids, the people of the Taiping Army and the Qing Army seemed to look at each other a little more pleasantly, after all, everyone finally looked the same.

After cutting the braids, he entered the bathroom under the guidance of the foreman. There are more than a dozen large pools here, all of which are hot water, but the water is obviously filled with disinfectant powder, and the smell of disinfectant water is suffocating. Fortunately, people's sense of smell is easy to adapt, and they don't feel any smell after smelling too much.

After taking a shower and changing into new work clothes, everyone finally waited for the time to eat. The cafeteria was large, but very shabby, and a rat could pass through the hall without thinking.

The new coolies each carried a bowl and passed down the aisle in turn. The cooks poured the food into their bowls with spoons, and then the new coolies ate in order on wooden stools next to them.

Yang Xiaoshan pulled the so-called meal with chopsticks, which was actually bran skin and pickles, and some people said that they would eat rice on the road before, but now it seems impossible. The food of the coolies was also a huge expense, and how could the capitalists make them eat well?

"Is this a human meal?" Bao Chao picked out a dead insect from the bowl and said angrily. Unlike the Taiping Army, the Taiping Army really suffered hardships, and even weeds and soil were eaten on days when they ran out of food, but these Qing troops had never suffered such hardships. When there was no military rations, they started to grab places to make mutinies, and the imperial court relied on them to suppress the Taiping army, and the military discipline was particularly lax.

No matter how unpalatable the meal is, you have to eat it, after all, you can't have no food in your stomach, and you can't choose it when you're hungry, so you can only swallow it first.

A capitalist is a capitalist, and as soon as he finished eating, the foreman went down the well with the new coolies, and he didn't waste any time. Each person was given a hat made of bamboo and a white towel, which was the only safety item that the coolies could count on.

The foreman took them to the No. 2 coal mine, the mouth of which was the oldest-fashioned "elevator" that was often shown in movies, but here it was rocked by a mechanical turntable. Groups of seven or eight people were locked in cage-like wire mesh boxes, and then one box after another was shaken down.

Yang Xiaoshan was very cautious, careful with every step he took in the mine. This is a mine in the middle of the 19th century, and in the 21st century, miner deaths are often reported, and dead people in the mines are as common as eating. What's more, a small country like Peru does not have the factory experience of an old capitalist country like Britain and France, so the coal mining is basically filled in by human life.

The mine was full of dust, and Yang Xiaoshan beckoned everyone to cover their noses with white towels, which was extremely harmful to people's lungs. After a long time, what was inhaled was black dust, and what was coughed up was blood.

The foreman divided the men evenly among the sections, and the new coolies, who could not mine, had them load the excavated coal into minecarts and push them up the tunnel.

The so-called safety lamps installed on the side of the mine are actually oil lamps, and the dim lights have a feeling of whirling for a long time.

Yang Xiaoshan bowed slightly, the mine road was a little short, people were very depressed in it, their feet were soaked in black water, although there were machines to pump out the groundwater, but the walls were seeping out from time to time, and they couldn't pump it clean.

Not to mention the hard work, a miner didn't know where a chisel had hit, and suddenly a puff of gas came out, and he sat on the ground in fright.

"Gas! Plug it up! Although Yang Xiaoshan has never been to the mine, he has watched countless movies and TV series, and what the mine is most afraid of is a gas explosion, which is extremely easy to cause a mine collapse. Once the collapse occurs, there will be many dead people, buried in the ground and unable to get out, trapped alive in the mine.

"No, we have to get out of here quickly." Yang Xiaoshan's brain turned very fast, this mine is like a slot machine that is guarded, every three or five times, whoever turns to it will die, this kind of life without safety and security is that no one can afford to marry.

"Dodge, the minecart pulls out of control." Suddenly, there was a shouting from ahead.

The mine cart was originally a means of transportation in the mine tunnel, and I don't know who was careless, and the person who loaded the mine did not pay attention and did not fix the car. As a result, minecarts loaded with coal rushed down the mine road.

"Get out of the way!" Yang Xiaoshan pulled a small miner beside him, and the mine cart flew past them.

"Boom" broke out with a loud bang, Yang Xiaoshan knew that it was broken, someone must have been hit by a minecart, and hurriedly took someone down to check.

"It's Xiao Liuzi!" Someone has sharp eyes and looks out at it.

Yang Xiaoshan reached out to touch his breathing, this little sixth son had been smashed to the point of bleeding and was not breathing.

Xiao Liuzi is very thin, still a half-old child, and his parents are both Taiping Army, but they both died in battle and are orphans. Yang Xiaoshan generally did not let these children go to the battlefield, and was only responsible for doing some logistics work in the rear, and he didn't expect to die in the mine.

Next to him was a wooden basket that seemed to have just exited from the mine with a wooden basket full of ore on his back, and was crushed to death by a minecart that had flipped in the mine tunnel before he had time to dodge.

A young life disappeared in an instant, and died in a filthy mine before the flower of life could bloom.

The mine soon got the news, and several guards pulled Xiao Liuzi's body out of the mine like a dead dog.

At Yang Xiaoshan's strong request, they were treated as Xiao Liuzi's family members and accompanied him on his last journey.

"Let him rest in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen!" After reciting the prayer to the little six sons, the funeral is over, and Peru believes in Catholicism. It was Father Pedro of the mine who recited the prayer for the little six sons.

Yang Xiaoshan and others dug a tomb for Xiao Liuzi and buried him. Back in the mine, Yang Xiaoshan was a little curious about the priest and asked an old miner about the priest.

The old miner seemed very grateful to the priest, and complimented: "This Father Pedro is the only good man in the mine, and sometimes he brings us something delicious. He once preached in Quanzhou, Fujian, knew Chinese, and became a church there, even if he died, he would send the funeral expenses back to his hometown for you. Many of us here have joined his Catholicism, would you like to join him too? ”

Yang Xiaoshan nodded, it seems that there are still good people in this mine, and if you want to leave this cannibalistic mine, you have to rely on the power of these good people.