Chapter 3 Cultural Triumph?

Digging coal is no fun.

Although a relatively primitive internal combustion engine has been used, the mine mainly relies on manpower, animal power, and steam engines.

Here, manpower is the least valuable.

From five o'clock in the morning, less than two hours after work, Zhu Fugui was already tired like a dead dog.

In fact, under the cover of Lao Li, he is already lazy.

But despite this, the high-intensity handling of ore still made Zhu Fugui bitter.

He stretched out his tongue and fanned the hem of his coat vigorously, as if he was despising the bitter cold of the Rocky Mountains in early spring.

However, Zhu Fugui's brain did not stop functioning.

In the intermittent exploration, Zhu Fugui finally found the correct way to use the system.

In fact, it is very simple, Zhu Fugui has no RMB in his hand, nor does he have electronic money, and he can't recharge directly anyway.

The only way to get funds is to sell goods on this e-commerce platform yourself, and then use the money to buy what you need.

This is a common method of Zhu Fugui in some novels before, similar to the kind of businessman in the two worlds.

It's just that those predecessors have to make their own cattle and horses, and they have to purchase and transport, which is really a bit out of keeping up with the times.

Now that 5G is about to become popular, Zhu Fugui's black technology plug-in has naturally kept pace with the times and started an e-commerce model.

Although the productivity of the 21st century is many times higher than that of this era, Zhu Fugui has very few materials that can be exchanged for foreign exchange.

However, with so much experience of his predecessors there, Zhu Fugui felt that he could also start by reselling antiques.

Although even Zhu Fugui himself didn't know that the shadow of his antiques was there, this did not prevent him from immediately applying for a store on the platform.

"Daming Foreign Trade Service Company"

This is the name Zhu Fugui gave to his shop, which is unpretentious, concise, and not boring.

But filling out the application form next made Zhu Fugui dumbfounded.

It's easy to say anything else, but what is this "civilization point"?

After carefully reading the terms of account opening, Zhu Fugui found that in order to facilitate management and protect the rights and interests of both consumers and merchants, the platform launched a civilized points system.

If the merchant is complained by the customer and has a bad review, the corresponding civilization points will be deducted after verification by the platform.

If consumers maliciously brush bad reviews, or have uncivilized behaviors such as insulting customer service, they will also be deducted civilization points.

Once the Civilization Points fall below a certain value, both the merchant and the consumer will be disqualified from the transaction.

What's even worse is that this civilization point can't be bought with money.

It is generated according to the user's comprehensive score on civilized driving, garbage classification, volunteer service and other behaviors in the month.

Zhu Fugui wanted to cry without tears, but he had heard of this civilization code.

It was launched by a city in southern Jiangsu and is claimed to be able to guide the construction of urban civilization.

According to the level of points obtained by the civilization code, citizens will have corresponding rewards and punishments in terms of priority in medical treatment, settlement, and children's schooling.

However, as soon as this policy was introduced, it seemed to have caused a lot of controversy, and it was almost a premature death, but I didn't expect it to run well on this e-commerce platform.

If it's not coded, Zhu Fugui doesn't really care.

The key is that he, Zhu Dashao, has followed his father to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore his sight, and now he is a black household!

Even if it is not a black household, Zhu Fugui estimates that the county lord of the Great Qing Kingdom should not be able to understand the QR code, right?

Seeing that "Daming Foreign Trade Service Company" was about to be stillborn, Zhu Fugui suddenly found that a small red dot appeared on his avatar.

Zhu Fugui's system avatar is the avatar he had on a certain treasure before he crossed over, a kind, red scarf on his chest, good at playing the accordion, a blonde old man who knows everything, orange skin and white eyes.

Now, on the forehead of the blonde old man, there is a red dot.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you must click on the red dot when you see it.

[Dear junior member Mr. Tewupu, according to your actual situation, our platform now launches the following services......]

Zhu Fugui hurriedly scanned the text messages he received, and finally saw what he wanted to know.

[No. 197: Party B can obtain corresponding civilization points through cultural achievements and civilization dissemination.] 】

……

Cultural achievements?

Civilization spreads?

What the hell is this?

Seeing this thing, Zhu Fugui instinctively remembered the days of "Civilization 5" in the past.

As a staunch spectacle party, Zhu Fugui's favorite thing is not to explode troops and push the city, but to take the road of scientific and technological victory or cultural victory.

After all, farming is the essence of this game.

Speaking of which, in addition to China, Zhu Fugui's favorite ethnic group was the Inca.

This is a good farmer!

However, he is now in North America and seems to be closer to Yi Lukui and Xiao Songny.

……

Syllable!

The white man's whip fell and whipped on Zhu Fugui's back, interrupting his thoughts.

A heart-piercing pain made Zhu Fugui couldn't help but open his teeth.

The already shabby garment of clothes was immediately opened, and the tender white flesh inside immediately opened its flesh.

"Chen Tou'er, my young master is still just a child!"

Li Chunfa hurriedly put down the blanket on his shoulders and ran over.

The object of his crying is not the foreign devil who beats people, but the two devils around him.

It's not right to say that it is a second devil, at least this Chen Tou'er still has a big oily and slippery braid on the back of his head.

In terms of styling, he is far from being like two devils of those revolutionary parties.

is Zhu Fugui in front of him, although his small face is gray, the faintly bookish anger, coupled with his short hair, seems to be more like a second devil.

I comb my braids, I marry a little wife, I smoke a lot of cigarettes and watch big plays, but I know that I am a good second devil.

Chen Touer is such a person.

Although the traditional dregs of the Chinese do not fall into him, but a white heart is cut out, but the sun and the moon are clear towards the foreign lord.

"Old thing, do you still think this is your old mansion in Jiangnan?"

Chen Tou'er flew up and kicked Li Chunfa on the heel, then turned his head and nodded to the white man's head and said, "Master Jim, these Chinese guys are born cheap bones, you must beat them hard, otherwise they will definitely be lazy and not work." ”

"Hahaha, Chen, you are right, there are too few civilized Chinese like you, I will leave it to you here, I will go to the front to relieve myself."

As he spoke, the white man named Jim pursed his lips haughtily and walked toward a bush with his pants raised.

Chen Tou'er looked enviously at the back of Lord Yang.

He knew that it would take at least twenty minutes for the other party to go, and that rousing gypsy Yanma must be waiting in front of him.

Although the Jim foreman was the lowest among the white men, and he was no better dressed than the Chinese workers, he was a civilized Englishman after all!

In fact, what Chen Touer didn't know was that Jim was actually Irish.

At the very bottom of the chain of white contempt.

But even the white people at the bottom, who are whites, beat Chinese men, ride gypsy women, that's no problem at all.

Chen Tou'er swallowed his saliva, and then looked at Zhu Fugui with a vicious and greedy look.

"What do you want to do, don't come here!"

Young Master Zhu, who has read countless films, keenly saw a dangerous signal in the eyes of the other party.

In the past few days, he has seen this perverted greed in the eyes of the other party several times.

It's just that not once was as intense as it is today.

"What? Boy, I've been paying attention to you for a long time, and you've been lazy all morning! ”

Chen Tou'er smiled lewdly, "It can be seen that you are the young master of a wealthy family in Jiangnan, and you can't bear this kind of suffering, your Grandpa Chen has a way to make you suffer less every day, you just need to ...... Ouch ......"

Although Zhu Fugui has never eaten pork, he has never seen a pig run.

So many prison films of American imperialism are not in vain, and Zhu Fugui can imagine how perverted certain people can become in an environment where there has been a long-term lack of women.

Slamming the cinder in his hand into Chen Tou's face, Zhu Fugui was in the system, and he had already put a sturdy fruit knife into the shopping cart.

If the surname Chen is in trouble, he can only use the last seven yuan of life-saving money to fight to the death.

The big husband must be able to bend and stretch, but in the middle, it can't include selling ass.

And in these days of observation, Zhu Fugui also found that this so-called Chinese foreman is actually not a formal establishment at all.

It's just that in order to facilitate the management of Chinese workers, the white people selected Chinese who can speak English roughly.

Speaking of English, even if he doesn't turn on the language translation function of the system, Zhu Fugui will not be a Fujian boy.

one car come one car go ,two car peng peng one car die!

It's just English, and he Young Master Zhu can also speak it!

"Lin Bei, you kid is looking for death!"

Chen Tou rubbed his eyes, like a hyena that had been provoked, he pulled out his stick and pounced on Zhu Fugui violently, "Do you think Lao Tzu won't dare to kill you?" In this place, it is easier to kill a Chinese than a dog, and no one will care! ”

"Oh? Nobody cares? Just what the doctor ordered! ”

Zhu Fugui narrowed his eyes.