Suddenly, I heard the sound of people in the distance, and it seemed that a large group of people were coming, and there were at least one or two hundred people who heard the shouts, and the natives immediately turned pale like dirt, they had no other backup, since they were not their reinforcements, then they were naturally Chinese. "Dangchang" sound, there is a timid native lost his mind, the long knife fell to the ground and did not know, the other natives looked at each other, they all saw each other's fear, plus the leader was restrained, simply dropped all the knives and sticks, consciously squatted on the ground, someone took the lead, and the other natives did the same, and suddenly the whole audience squatted on the ground.

It turned out that the sugar mill was on fire, the flames were soaring into the sky, and the black smoke was billowing out, and all the Chinese workers working in the nearby sugarcane plantation fields saw it, and several peasant workers who were close to it were in a hurry, and went first to see the fire, but they saw a large group of natives fighting with the workers of the sugar mill, and hurried back to call people.

So more than 300 Chinese rushed up with farm tools and axes in their hands, but saw such a bizarre scene: the whole audience was full of dead and wounded, wailing endlessly, seven wounded Chinese were hurrying to rescue their compatriots all over the ground, and on the other side of the field, a large number of natives knelt on the ground......

Hearing only a "boom", the burning grass hut could not withstand the scorching fire, and collapsed with a bang, so terrified that the people retreated and took refuge. Everyone couldn't help but gasp, but fortunately, the distance between the grass huts was not close, so far, the fire has only affected two grass huts, and there is no greater damage.

There are a few more axes behind the red scarf, Zhu Junyi can finally really get off the "horse" and rest, just now in this fight, the bone wound on his chest was tossed again, and there was a sharp pain constantly, and most of the blood on his body was splashed by others.

Cao Shanhu was covered in injuries, and when he found Zhu Junyi, he was really shocked when he saw the blood all over his body, and when he learned that it was all stained by other people's blood, he couldn't help but sigh that he was lucky, and gave Zhu Junyi a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Little brother!" If it weren't for your wit to restrain the bandit leader, my brother and I and the other brothers would definitely be here today! ”

Zhu Junyi looked at the dead and injured in the audience, and didn't feel that there was anything to celebrate, but he didn't want to talk about it directly to Cao Shanhu, so he had to smile bitterly: "The book says that the thief captures the king first, and I will do the same." He was a little puzzled by the conflict between the two sides, and he didn't know what Cao Shanhu and the red scarf said, and he was looking for an opportunity to ask clearly, but something happened somewhere else.

These Chinese workers who helped were all nearby agricultural workers, and the congregation was not small, but when the matter was urgent, they all came consciously, and no one was organized at the scene.

Cao Shanhu saw that Zhu Junyi was unharmed, and he didn't care about saying much, patted him on the shoulder and turned around to organize, while arranging people to clean up the sugarcane leaves on the ground near the fire source to prevent the fire from continuing to spread outward, on the other hand, he arranged for people to treat the dead and injured on the spot, and on the other hand, he also deliberately assigned nearly 100 people to guard the surrendered natives.

At this time, Qi Lao Er came out of nowhere, his body was covered with bagasse scratches, and he scolded the natives arrogantly, as if he was the hero who fought against the natives. The natives had no weapons and lost their previous arrogance, and the Chinese workers on guard hated this group of evildoers, and inevitably punched and kicked, and a few of them even raised their axes and slashed several natives who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, causing panic among the large groups of captives.

Zhu Junyi looked at the faint uneasiness in his eyes, as of now, the two sides of China and Turkey can still be regarded as a struggle of interests, if the situation is allowed to expand, causing more casualties on both sides, I am afraid that it will turn into a racial conflict, and it is not a good thing for the residents of a multi-ethnic city like Batavia.

He was about to tell Cao Shanhu about the stakes, when someone ran over and shouted, "The hall master is here!" Cao Shanhu and Qi Lao Er said in unison: "What? The man said, "The hall master learned that something was going on here, and he was rushing here with a few elder brothers." Cao Qi and the others were overjoyed, and Qi Lao Er was thinking about how to take the opportunity to behave again in front of the hall master, but Cao Shanhu asked, "How do you know?" The man said, "I met you at the warehouse."

Hall master, the hall master knew that my legs were fast, so he personally ordered me to come and inform me first, so that everyone could listen to the arrangement of Brother Cao Shanhu Cao. Qi Lao Er was sullen when he heard it, but he didn't dare to say more.

Cao Shanhu learned that the hall master was coming, as if he had the backbone, he was extremely excited, and he was particularly attentive to organizing firefighting and saving people, running around, and was afraid that Zhu Junyi would lose, so he specially arranged two strong men to take care of him.

Zhu Junyi wanted to make sense several times, but seeing that he was so busy, he couldn't open his mouth, so he had to let him arrange it.

Not long after, a person came running in the distance, Cao Shanhu and Qi Lao Er both greeted him, standing with the man and talking, looking very cordial, Zhu Junyi saw that the person was of medium height, with a big beard on his face, and looked very majestic, so he asked the congregation next to him: "This should be your hall master, right?" ”

Unexpectedly, the congregation shook their heads and said, "That is not the hall master, it is Wei Shangli, the left patrol under the hall master's seat, and the big owner of this Gandarya sugar factory." ”

After a while, another person arrived, and Cao Shanhu, Qi Laoer, and Wei Shangyi discussed together, pointing to the group of natives who didn't know what to say, Qi Lao Er had to order the general to take out the red scarf from the natives, and drag it to the man, the man said a few words to the red scarf, and the red scarf bowed his head again and again, almost kneeling directly.

Zhu Junyi asked the congregation again: "This is your hall master, right?" ”

The congregation shook their heads and said, "No, it's the big brother of the Cai family, who is also the martial arts master of our congregation." ”

Zhu Junyi was slightly disappointed in his heart, feeling that the hall master of the Black Shirt Club was too good at arranging music, and before anyone arrived, the heralds had already been sent three or four times. Judging from today's sudden accident, this so-called black shirt club is unorganized, undisciplined, and defenseless, and if you look at the big style of this hall master, I am afraid that there is no future.

At this time, with the concerted efforts of everyone, the fire in the field gradually decreased, the heat gradually subsided, and the wounded and disabled were mostly sent away by Cao Shanhu's "rickshaw", but Cao Qiwei and Cai The four of them thought for a long time, and it seemed that there was a slight dispute, and the treatment of the natives was delayed, and there were already signs of anxiety among the natives who surrendered.

Zhu Junyi was not a congregation, and he didn't want to stay here longer, so he asked the congregation around him to send him back to Cao Shanhu's wooden house. After entering the house, the congregation still wanted to stay and take care of it, Zhu Junyi shirked his physical fatigue and needed to rest, and thanked the other party for sending him away.

When he lay down on the bed again and calmed down, he couldn't help but think of his ascension, sighing and sighing, and his heart was heavy. After carefully recalling what I saw and heard today, I still feel that I have gained a lot, not to mention anything else, just that hill-like bagasse is a lot of wealth, if Gao Sheng and Nina are still here, maybe they can start the first step of making a fortune now.

Thinking about it, a dull pain came from the affected bone in the chest again, and a strong feeling of exhaustion hit, and it didn't take long for him to fall into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Junyi was gently shaken awake, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Cao Shanhu holding a wooden bowl, standing bent over, the wooden bowl was full of aroma, and there was a smell of rice.

Zhu Junyi only ate a bowl of rice porridge and half a coconut meat in the morning, after a day of tossing, his stomach was already hungry, and when he saw Cao Shanhu at this time, he said happily: "Brother Cao, you are back!" I came back first when I was not in good health. By the way, how's your injury? ”

Cao Shanhu opened the placket with his hand, revealing the sturdy bandages inside, and said with a smile: "It's all skin trauma, it's okay, I ask the brothers in the club to wrap a simple bag, and it'll be fine!" I've checked your injuries, so don't worry about it, it'll be fine soon. Thinking of the rice in his hand, he hurriedly picked up Zhu Junyi, pointed to the half bag of rice in the corner of the room and said, "You must be hungry!" Eat this bowl of rice first and fill your stomach. Speaking of which, it is your credit that we can eat this white rice tonight, if you hadn't restrained the bandit leader, everyone would have fallen in the sugar factory today, and this rice is the reward from the hall master. The hall master even asked about you! ”

Zhu Junyi became less and less interested in the affairs of the Black Shirt Society, and asked casually: "Brother Cao, why did those archipelagos attack the sugar factory today?" ”

"Alas......" Cao Shanhu sighed, "It's not all about fighting for a bite to eat!" ”

"What's going on?"

"Then we have to start with the nearby Pattaya Sugar Factory! There are more than 100 plantations outside the city, and there are not a few sugar mills, most of which are Han bosses, and most of them are hired by local agricultural workers and bought slave laborers. In fact, this also has their own reasons, these natives treat the Dutch boss and the Han boss is not the same at all, the Dutch have guns, the East India Company has an army in Bacheng, they dare not make trouble, our Han bosses only have money, they are lazy, and they don't want to work hard, they will often make trouble at every turn, so the Han bosses are willing to use our Chinese workers of the same clan, and the natives have no livelihood, these scoundrels say everywhere that we Chinese workers have robbed them of their own people's jobs. ”

Zhu Junyi nodded, although he didn't know much about the history of Southeast Asia and the situation of overseas Chinese before, he often saw in TV magazines about the hard work of overseas Chinese to make a fortune, which is probably the same thing. There is no way to do this, people can complain, but if you don't work hard, you can't blame others for working harder than yourself, this is the most obvious truth, but obviously, these archipelago people didn't understand this problem until hundreds of years later.

"The people who came to make trouble today were all hired workers of the Pattaya Sugar Factory, and the owner of the Pattaya Sugar Factory was still the only archipelago here. But bad luck! A few years ago, the Dutch collected sugar if they had it, but they were afraid that there would be no sugar, and in recent years, the Dutch did not collect much sugar, so they began to pick and choose, and the business of their sugar factory became worse and worse. Last year, the owner of the Pattaya sugar factory hanged himself because he couldn't pay off the debt, and the hired workers in the sugar factory became bandits who no one cared about, often doing some petty theft. Later, after the Wei brothers took over, these people came to make trouble a few times, and the Wei brothers specially organized the brothers to fight each other a few times, and they didn't dare to come with great fanfare. We didn't know at the time that the Wei brothers were the eldest brothers of the Black Shirt Society, but they just thought that the owner was grumpy and couldn't handle things. In this Gandariya sugar factory, the owner is often changed, we can't run away from these mud legs, today a fight, tomorrow the other party will come to retaliate, everyone is running out to eat, some petty theft we are all quiet, the right is to feed the dogs. ”

Zhu Junyi was very uncomfortable, it was precisely because of the attitude of the Chinese people to "calm things down" that those Oriental devils, Western devils and even fake foreign devils thought that the Chinese were weak and could be bullied, and constantly encroached on the survival interests of the Chinese, and finally there were so many "massacres" and "tragedies", but the poor Chinese were ignorant and did not know it, but they were obscure and self-immoralizing with the "Heavenly Empire", and even the tragedies of the aborigines and colonizers massacring the Chinese had occurred many times in Southeast Asia, but they were unable to speak out because of the weakening of the national strength. What if you try to change to a fighting nation? Napoleon and the mustache both wanted to bully and bully the great fighting nation, and didn't the only superpower in later generations, country M, also use the disintegrated Soviet Union as a soft persimmon? The result? Napoleon and the mustache were ousted, the large cruisers of country M ran to the Black Sea to show off their might at the fighting nation, and the two small destroyers dared to directly ram the cruiser, and the slogan "Our ship was ordered to ram your ship" was widely circulated on the Internet in later generations, and it was shocking.

Or maybe the "temper" of our nation should be changed from the roots. Zhu Junyi suddenly remembered that in the history he knew, it seemed that there had been large-scale anti-Chinese massacres in Indonesia in the 60s of the 20th century, and several other times seemed to be in the Philippines. And what about Batavia? Has there ever been such a tragedy in history? Just looking at what happened today, Zhu Junyi thought that this possibility was still very large, which made him very worried, and suddenly regretted a little, he knew that today, why didn't he check more information about Batavia in the first place?