Chapter 855 If you don't take a bath, get out

When Chen Xie received Li Mingrui's telegram, he couldn't smile bitterly. Careless, careless. I actually forgot about Louis XIV's habits, this guy is the fierce emperor of France, and he reigned for fifty-four years. The problem is, this thing has only taken seven showers in his life. Think about it, what kind of person is this? I don't know where I got the knowledge from this thing, saying that bathing is harmful to health. The so-called upward and downward effect, he took the lead in not bathing, and the nobles followed not taking a bath. The reason why France is rich in perfume is because it needs to cover up the strange smell on the body.

Thinking of this, Chen Xie immediately said to Wu Meicun: "Call back, all members of the French delegation must be forced to take a shower and change clothes." This is a custom that the Ming Dynasty must accept, otherwise there is no need to come to Beijing. Chen Xie didn't want to smell that weird smell. For this matter, Chen Xie also made a special fund of 200,000 yuan, which made the diplomatic department very surprised.

Pierre didn't expect Daming to have such a thing as a telegraph, and when he left the dock in the carriage, he saw something that shocked him even more, that is, the train whining with black smoke. As soon as the whistle sounded, it fell directly from the seat of the carriage. It was much more shocked than when he saw the steamer, because the carriage was on the side of the railroad, and it was stopped at the junction in order to make the train.

"What is this? Is it all made of iron? Pierre couldn't care less about being embarrassed, got out of the carriage, ran to the side of the railway, and chased the back of the train for a while, and then he was rejuvenated. When he looked down at the railroad tracks, he had no strength left. Using steel to pave the way, what is the concept of Daming's steel production? He could figure it out with his toes that the country's steel production was simply not a quantity he could figure out.

In order to avoid the abalone, Li Mingrui sat in another carriage and looked at these barbarians with disdain. said to Zhang Guangde beside him: "Is this the head of the delegation of the first power of the European continent?" Zhang Guangde also felt quite embarrassed, and nodded helplessly: "France has its own customs, and in terms of national strength, it is naturally the first class on the European continent." However, compared to Daming, it is much worse. The meaning of Chen Xiang. Supporting France to fight with European countries to facilitate our Ming Dynasty's expansion around the world. ”

Li Mingrui nodded, and arched his hand in the direction of Jingshi: "Xiangye is high-minded, and his humble position is naturally convincing. But these barbarians still stink too much. At the critical moment, the officials waiting for the return call at the telegraph office on the dock flew in, and after Li Mingrui saw the call, he said happily: "Okay, okay, Xiangye's call back is here." No bathing. Just fuck off. ”

Well, Chen Xie's message is not so straightforward, this is Li Mingrui's own statement. The dignified deputy minister of foreign affairs was forced to explode by a group of foreign nobles who did not take a bath, which was really embarrassing for him.

Saburo Asakawa is a senior Japanese of the Ming Dynasty, and has been doing business in the Ming Dynasty for more than ten years. He has been engaged in the service industry for a long time. At first, he sold Japanese women to work in the Ming Dynasty, and then changed his career to open a custom house, which was the kiln and son of the Ming Dynasty. The object of doing business. It's all rough people on the docks. Japanese women are very dedicated and have a good service attitude. Resistant to tossing, it caters to the principle of dockers doing more with less money. Saburo Asakawa soon became a well-known "service provider" of this generation. After making a little money, this guy opened his brain, changed his business strategy, bought a boiler, and built a bathhouse. Repack the women you brought from Dongying. The name is beautiful, the scrubbing technician.

Because of this new brain hole, this guy's business is out of control. Now he has opened a bathhouse, not to mention all over the city, and also launched VIP services at the beginning of the year. It's a bathhouse with one pool per person. This service is very popular with merchants who have returned from a trip to the sea. Rich people, who wants to go to the bathhouse with others? Anyway, this VIP service has nothing to do with status, it depends on how much money you spend.

Although the entertainment industry in downtown Shanghai has always been disdainful of this guy, he is protected by the law, and no one can stop him from making money in Daming. So this guy's business is getting bigger and bigger, and now he has opened a branch to Nanjing Xiaguan Wharf.

Of course, no matter how much money Asakawa Saburo makes, his social status is not high. But he is of Japanese descent, so he doesn't have to do so much to make a living in Daming. The only hope is his son, because he has lived in Daming for more than ten years and has a fixed property, so his son naturally obtained a Shanghai household registration. Don't underestimate this Shanghai household registration, children's study and medical treatment, etc., are directly related.

All in all, the goal that Saburo Asakawa is fighting for is to make his son a Ming man, and he must be a native. He, a master with a green card, has to wait until the end of the year to become a Ming person because Dongying is attached to Dongying Province.

Saburo Asakawa is a shrewd guy who went from selling Japanese women to working in the Ming Dynasty, and then working in the entertainment service industry. Five years ago, I spent a lot of money to buy a piece of land on the outskirts of the city, but I didn't expect the urban area to develop so quickly, and I originally planned to hire some Japanese women to raise silkworms. Unexpectedly, the urban area is developing rapidly. Three years ago, the suburbs became urban areas, and this guy decisively built a high-end bathhouse group to provide VIP services.

The entire French delegation was no less than 500 people, a large number of men and women, and the prefect of Shanghai had not prepared a large-scale bath before, and when he wanted to recruit him temporarily, he thought of this goods. So, send someone to report to Asakawa that the prefect will charter your bathhouse group and let all the guests leave, ready to pick up the big customers. The order of the dignified prefect sent a clerk to greet him, and Asakawa had to carry it out. Otherwise, he would not be able to stay in Shanghai, and the business would have to be closed.

Here Asakawa Saburo was busy with all the work, accompanied a lot of good words, promised a lot of benefits, and sent a group of guests away. Then, with great energy, he lectured to a group of carefully selected Japanese women who tried to put on their clothes and become ladies.

"It is my honor and your honor to be taken over by the prefect today. Do a good job, this deal is done, and everyone will be given a big red envelope. More than 100 women responded "yes" in unison, and the scene was not spectacular.

The convoy was also diverted on the road, and out of the principle of taking care of the women, all the women were pulled directly to the hotel, and the men were pulled to the bathhouse. Women made up one-third of the delegation, and by the time they arrived at the bathhouse, there were only about 300 people left.

More than 150 women of Japanese descent. Standing on the steps of the lobby, the scene of collectively bowing and shouting "Welcome" shook these Gallic chickens fiercely. It can be regarded as waking up Pierre, who has been in a daze.

There were a little more people, but after Asakawa came into contact with the officials who received him, he immediately had a way, this is a VIP service, and these ghost animal nobles can stay. The servants should not come in, and find another car to pull them away, and there is a mixed hall nearby. So they diverted again, and there were no more than a hundred people left. According to his identity, Pierre was dragged into the room by two Japanese women who pinched their noses and wanted to vomit, and the language communication was completely ineffective, so he was stripped naked. Then take the horse's brush and brush him.

It took an hour of tossing and turning to almost clean him up. An enraged Pierre unexpectedly did not resist. There were no protests either. It was really Daming's steel production that frightened him, and what he had been thinking about was not a question of face, but how to get the technology of steel production from Daming. When the Japanese woman came up with the routine of the special service, the dissatisfaction and anger in this guy's heart were only cool. There is only one thought in my head, the Ming people really know how to play.

Of course, Pierre knew before that the boss and the service staff here were not serious Ming people, but from a small country conquered by the Ming Dynasty. Now it is also the territory of the Ming Dynasty. But as for people, there must be hierarchies. The whole world is the same, and the French still look down on people from other European countries.

A group of French turtles were used by a group of Japanese women to clean up and obey. When I came out satisfied, I found that my belongings were still there, but my clothes were gone. I found out after questioning. I took them all and washed them. I had to come out in a bathrobe, drink tea in the lounge and watch the performances of art and prostitutes, and everyone had a satisfied expression on their faces.

The subordinates who were pulled into the mixed hall were not treated so well, and it was natural for the little devil to be discriminated against by the Ming people, so he had to work hard to get rid of the sun. What is this white-skinned pig and ghost animal now? Earn their money can. But the heart should discriminate against them, and they still have to be discriminated against. Therefore, these subordinates were treated much worse, and they were thrown into the mixed hall, and then a few stout women who were burning the fire came in, revealing their upper bodies, holding bristle brushes. The white-skinned pigs were screamed again and again, but the resistance was ineffective.

These French subordinates did not dare to cause trouble in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and they were obediently washed clean, and even their hair was smoked with alcohol, so as not to bring lice. The clothes that were changed were burned directly. After they were washed and changed into a Ming coarse cloth costume, they were thrown into the carriage and pulled away. You have to continue to serve their masters, and as for the special service, it's not impossible, you have to pay more. Anyway, these people who were tossed very miserably, didn't think of what they wanted to serve.

In any case, the French tossed from noon to dusk, and finally cleaned up. The luggage was also pulled, and after changing into the new clothes I brought, I looked like a dog again. At this time, I learned that the changed clothes were thrown into the boiler and burned, of course, they were not bullied, and each of them was given a cotton cloth and a silk, which was considered compensation. The Gallic chicken also felt that he had earned it, and it was not the same thing to be jubilant.

The women were treated much better, staying directly in the hotel, and then someone taught them how to use the equipment. Although there is still a feeling of a turtle, it is not as strong as the male guests. After cleaning up, seeing that it was not early, the male guests were pulled back, and then they went to find their mothers-in-law.

The members of the delegation, according to their rank, stayed in different hotels, and were picked up by horse-drawn carriages during the dinner. At the beginning of the lanterns, the carriage pulled the group of Gallic chickens to the most upscale restaurant in the city, the male and female nobles combined were less than 200 people, the servants ate buffet downstairs, and the master ate the table noodles upstairs.

When actually standing upstairs, looking out the window at the lights of the city, a group of nobles let out another exclamation. There are street lamps in the city of Shanghai, although whale oil is burned in the sea, but the scene of the whole city lighting the street lamps is a spectacular scene that the nobles from Europe have never seen.

Li Mingrui, who was holding a wine glass, was finally able to breathe normally, and calmly announced that the welcome banquet had begun tonight. Then a toast was made, and Pierre was invited to speak. That's when everything returned to normal. In private, Pierre found an opportunity to consult Zhang Guangde, why did Daming have to ask them to take a bath? Zhang Guangde's answer is that paying attention to hygiene and getting sick less is good for the body. Although this answer was a bit subversive of His Majesty's philosophy, Pierre felt that it was right. The Ming Dynasty was so powerful that when they were sailing, the doctors on the ship had already shown their excellent medical skills.

The careful Zhang Guangde asked people to prepare forks and spoons, otherwise these French people would have to suffer again. Although French cuisine is very famous in modern times, in France during this period, compared to food, the Ming Dynasty casually threw the French dozens of streets. Although the eating appearance of a group of nobles is very careful not to be too ugly, but at the moment of food, many people still reveal the essence of turtles.

In contrast, Pierre, who had something on his mind, simply ate a little and admired the food, and then his mind turned to other aspects, all kinds of side knocks, hoping to ask a little famous. Before Li Mingrui set off, Chen Xie explained that everything is easy to say, and when it comes to the content of Gewu, just ask three questions and don't know. Naturally, Pierre's efforts failed, and he had to give up. There are also activities in the evening, that is, everyone goes to the opera garden to watch the play, the women on the stage appear on the stage, babbling and singing Kunqu Opera, the French in the audience don't understand a word, but looking at the gorgeous characters, as well as the tall stage layout, I don't know how strong.

Pierre, the battered French delegation, finally returned to the hotel and lay in bed with all kinds of troubles. Originally, I thought that no matter how good the Ming Dynasty was, it would be similar to France, and it might be more powerful in some aspects. Unexpectedly, when I came to Daming, I realized how powerful this country was. It can even be said that it is desperately strong.

How to define the relationship between Ming and France is now a major issue facing Pierre.

The next day, he slept until three o'clock in the morning, and after Pierre had finished freshening up, he stood on the balcony overlooking the city, and his heart was not at peace. However, this unrest did not last too long, because someone came to spread the word, packed up and got on the train. Zhang Guangde was quite interesting, he set off with him, and he didn't have the heart to be curious when he got on the train. Pierre has been pondering, in comparison, the other nobles are not so calm, the scene of shouting and screaming is repeated again and again, and the word shame has long been numb.

The train departed from Shanghai and got off in Nanjing, and Pierre learned from the map the name of the place and his itinerary. Then, even more desperate, all thoughts were consumed in the process. For this, Chen Xie never thought about it, starting from the interests of the Ming Dynasty, Chen Xie was still willing to support France. Of course, this support is limited to selling a little cheap material. If you build a cement plant in France, you will never take out steel technology, and you won't sell it for any money. After crossing the Yangtze River, I got on the train again, this time for two days and three nights, and deeply realized what the territory of a great country is. It is equivalent to a horse running for such a long time, but it is only one part of the road, how big is this country? (To be continued......)