Chapter 158: The Eight Banners Minions of the Great Song Dynasty (Three Watches!) ）

On the docks of Manhattan's East Harbor, there is a lot of people.

Although it is already the cold winter season, unlike in previous years, the people in this area not only do not have a winter at home, but they all come out one by one with high spirits.

On the dock, blonde and black hair, brown sè hair and red hair complement each other, yellow sè skin and white sè skin are mixed with black sè skin, everyone keeps shouting something, and the companions also respond loudly after hearing it.

Most of them wear a kind of green sè cotton coat and a green sè cotton hat on their heads.

If a Chinese born in 1980 saw this scene at this time, he would definitely burst out with a foul sentence and have 'I x, is this a market in the sixties and seventies!' 'Thoughts.

Today's outdated winter uniform, a 21st-century commodity that no one cares about in a labor protection store, was revitalized in Manhattan in 1620.

And as soon as this kind of clothing was launched, it immediately gained recognition in the market.

Comfortable, warm, this is simply impossible to describe and describe in words.

Basically, in winter, it is a European, who is dressed in linen or leather, and suddenly he is like a treasure.

And the Indians, who are just dressed in animal skins in winter, also have a soft spot for this kind of cotton clothing.

Even the merchants who came from the other side of the sea were very fond of this kind of clothing.

After wearing this kind of green clothes, many people suddenly feel that winter is not so scary. The winter that they hated was much cuter.

Although this kind of clothes look chubby when you wear it, and it is very joyful to wear that 'Lei Feng' hat, everyone still likes this winter suit very much.

Especially the sturdy, thick and warm suede boots, not to mention warm on the feet, but also very comfortable.

What the fuck are shoes!

Some Europeans even knelt on the ground and wept bitterly the moment they put on their shoes.

Is it ridiculous?

Kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, it was only because of a pair of cotton shoes and a set of cotton clothes.

It's really a bitter European ** silk, I really have a sense of superiority in front of them.

As the manager of the umbrella company, Zhang Tie is stationed at the dock, so he sees a lot of things in his eyes.

However, it is not surprising that the lives of the people at the bottom of Europeans today are really difficult.

I don't talk about two meals a day, and I still eat thin oats.

It didn't fill their stomachs at all, it just kept them from starving.

Having enough to eat, that's the life that only the big nobles and the rich can enjoy, but after all, there are still many poor people on the European continent.

And the European ** silk is basically a set of clothes worn by grandfathers, grandfathers are dead and fathers are worn, and fathers are dead and sons are worn. Therefore, having two sets of clothes can basically live a lifetime.

One set of chūn for summer and one for autumn and winter...... Look, how appropriate.

As for the shoes, they won't change them if they wear the bottom of the book or the toes leak out.

It can be seen how difficult the life of the European silk people is at this time.

It was only after coming to Manhattan that they found out that life could be lived like this.

The meal is eaten three times a day, and it is not oatmeal paste, but completely dry rice!

At the same time, you can work hard here, and as long as you are willing to work, you can earn enough money to live on and buy yourself clothes.

There's even money left over for a drink or two at the tavern, as well as a gamble.

, the previous rìzi have all gone to the dog's house, this is the life of a person.

I have never felt the warmth, as well as the comfort of the shoes, and even many people have not been delusional about themselves.

I have to say that the Europeans in this era are really frost-resistant, and a thin piece of clothing can survive a winter, which will definitely not work if Zhao Hongyu comes.

This also illustrates a problem from the other side, that is, the physical fitness of the European ** silk is really good.

You don't see that even the old blacks basically stay in the room in the winter and don't come out much. But the ** silk people in British Virginia asked to find a job and give less money in the cold winter.

Originally, I thought that the winter was really cold and I didn't want these people to suffer, but seeing that they were so emotional, how could Zhang Tie not be moved.

Therefore, Zhang Tie fully agreed to the requirements of the European silks.

The lumberyards and dock stevedores, as well as the fishing, all employed British silk from Virginia.

For the British ** silk who came to Manhattan to find something to do, they are not afraid of hard work and tiredness, no matter how hard and tired they are, as long as they have money, everything will be fine.

What they are afraid of is that there is nothing to do, and this is the most terrible and the most worrying thing for them.

Some people have even begun to pray, hoping that the Song people in Virginia will continue to be strong so that they can have something to do.

Because the merchants here are very fair, not as black-hearted as the merchants of Virginia.

Here, even if the Indians hire you, the salary they offer is just as staggering.

For example, if a Mohican wants to go hunting, and he hires two English silk as his attendants, then the Mohican will be responsible for their food and give them two 'dragon oceans' a week.

You know, being a sidekick in Virginia is only ten pence a day, and it's not a package of food.

If you're in the UK, it's even less.

At the same time, he was the follower of the Mohicans, and he ate rice balls with white flowers, and it was also served with mustard and shredded pork.

Brothers, you read that right, it's shredded meat!

Of course, these Brits, who came to Manhattan to find something to do, liked to be the followers of the black-haired and black-eyed Song people. Because these people are gentle and very generous.

Even if you are a dog, you have to find a good owner, so the genetic people of the Chinese species have become the choice of many British soldiers in Virginia who are unwilling to be professional soldiers.

They will choose to become a bodyguard, or they will simply sell themselves.

I don't know if Lu Dao is Zhang Tie, Wang Shan and Song Hu, who have a very bad taste.

They actually imitated the Houjin who was fighting against the Ming Dynasty in the East at this time, and made a Song Eight Banner in the Manhattan City of the Song Empire on the American continent.

And the British, who sold themselves to take refuge, became the coated servants of the Song Empire's high-level leaders.

At this time in Manhattan City, you can see some blonde foreigners everywhere, following behind a young man with black hair and black eyes. From time to time, the foreigner would say things like 'slave please be safe, master auspicious' in a strange tone.

I really don't know what kind of sparks will appear after Zhao Hongyu and the others go to the East in the future, what kind of sparks will appear when the Great Song Eight Banners meet the Houjin Eight Banners......

At the same time, Wang Shan also conducted a training course very badly, but all the British, Dutch and Spaniards who wanted to sell their bodies, they had to train in the training class.

The content of this training class is brainwashing and education. And let them naturally become 'minions' or 'coats' to serve their masters.

Of course, being able to become a coat or a minion is a big benefit.

As for the benefits, anyway, Wang Shan drew a big cake.

Of course, not every European likes to be a minion, but there are still people who like it.

Even Zhang Tie accepted a Dutch guy to make a coating, and he still rushed to kneel and beg.

If it weren't for the fact that he looked like Tom Cruise, Zhang Tie wouldn't have looked down on him.

As for Song Hu and Wang Shan, of course, no one has so many 'coats' or minions, and they all promise to pay a lot of salaries every month.

It's not that they show off their generosity, but that they want to set up a model and example for so many minions, so as to attract more European ** people to enter the group of 'minions'.

The deed of sale is recognized in all countries of the European continent.

Therefore, Wang Shan, they don't have to be afraid of what to do if people disappear.

If the people are gone, when they have a ship, they will use this excuse to conquer Europe.

Wang Shan's gang is bad.

Regarding the bad taste of these guys, Zhao Hongyu is really powerless to complain.

He really can't imagine it, and then if this thing is really done, how will the history books be written in the future?

And how to shoot future TV series.

A group of blonde and blue-eyed men who call them slaves...... What the fuck is this......

But the problem is that Zhao Hongyu can't stop it at all.

And in his heart, he also wanted to accept a coated minion, but considering his own identity, it was impossible for him to collect it indiscriminately.

Therefore, this is a cheap time for Wang Shan and Zhang Tie, and let them have a good time.

Of course, these 'slaves' that Wang Shan and the others collected were not collected indiscriminately, after all, it was impossible to be a slave as a person.

心xìng! Courage! Force! There are even some other factors that need to be considered.

Fortunately, the low-level ** silks in Europe in this year are also simple, but if you give them enough money, it will really sell you your life.

This is different from those nobles in Europe.

Zhang Tie sat in front of a restaurant on the edge of the dock, looking at the Europeans shouting on the dock not far away.

Behind him, several genetics in queue party uniforms stood straight, and on his left side a blonde man who was also wearing a queue party costume but with a circle printed on it, and in the circle a blond man with the word "slave" was standing there.

He also stood straight, and at the same time raised his face slightly. You can see pride in his expression, as well as contempt for some Europeans in the past.

Yes, it's contempt, there's nothing wrong with it.

His name was Credman, and he was a thirty-five-year-old French mercenary from Burgundy.

He was also one of the first people to defect to the Song Empire and sell himself into slavery.

In his opinion, he took refuge in one of the largest nobles of the Song Empire, so he is likely to become a nobleman as a servant of the nobles in the future.

As a mercenary all his life, he didn't want to go on in such a mess.

He wanted to give himself a future.

Moreover, the nobles of the Song Empire were generous, which was not at all comparable to those nobles in Burkendi or Europe.

Besides, what's wrong with being a servant, it's like being a knight's squire of a nobleman.

Hmph, Lao Tzu is now the attendant of the noble knights of the Song Empire, and as long as he pays loyalty, he can get a lot of silver coins. These ** silks are tired and tired every day, which is not as good as Lao Tzu's expenses for a day.

Looking at his fellow Europeans in the past, Coredman felt infinite contempt in his heart.

Yes, in the eyes of these of them, a servant or a servant or a squire.

And the master or something, it's like the master.

Anyway, that's what Wang Shan's training class told them.

The deed of sale has been signed, and the money for the sale has been given, and now even if you regret it, it is useless.

At the same time, these masters are indeed generous, and it is worth their lives for them.

"Clayderman, are you getting better from the injuries you took a few days ago?" , Just when the Burkenland minions were thinking nonsense, Zhang Tie's concerned voice sounded.

"Back to the master, a little injury won't get in the way."

After training, it is different, and I know how to call the owner of my own body.

Zhang Tie is quite satisfied with the training with Wang Shan.

With his identity, it is not impossible to get a banner owner of Song Baqi.

It's just that I don't know what my flag is.

Zhang Tie laughed evilly.

But soon, he restrained his smile: "Pay more attention to rest, those French guys are really hateful, they are so ruthless!" I'd be very sad if something really went wrong at the time. ”

Who wouldn't say good things, anyway, this thing doesn't need money.

As for Bredeman, who is Burgundy, he is also strictly French.

However, when he heard Zhang Tie scolding the French, he was indifferent.

"Yes, that's what the master said. Those French are so greedy that they want to buy so many goods for so little money, and if they don't succeed, they still have to do it, do you really think that there is no one in our empire! ”

Coredman's face was filled with indignation.

It turned out that three days earlier, a French merchant ship had sailed from the north to start trading with Manhattan.

However, when they saw that Manhattan's naval defense was so weak, they actually wanted to bully Manhattan's side by force.

Of course, this is impossible.

So, there was a conflict between the two conveniences.

In the first time, Zhang Tie's minion Rydeman made a move, killing five or six people from the other party, and he was slashed by the other party because of this.

And Zhang Tie also rewarded Credman heavily, once Xìng gave him five gold coins, which brought out Credman's snot bubbles.

This also strengthened Credman's determination to give Zhang Tie his life.

At the same time, Zhang Tie rewarded Cademan, and after the word of mouth of other 'slaves', many guys who have sold themselves feel that their choice is very correct.

The lords of the Song Empire are indeed worthy of their own lives.

Of course, through such an incident, Zhang Tie can be regarded as understanding how weak the Europeans of this era are about the concept of the country.

But that's a good thing.

They only work for a good master who is worthy of loyalty, so the high-level people of their Song Empire try their best to play a good master and let them die with their lives.

It's just some gold coins, and the Song Empire doesn't lack this thing. (To be continued.)