On Christmas Day 1845, German immigrants living in Hungary of the Austrian Empire gathered at the royal estate to celebrate the beautiful holiday.

After six years of development, the estate has been truly established. What was once a wasteland has now become a fertile field.

Agricultural towns were built around the manor, and although there was only a fence and a low wall on the perimeter, no horse bandits dared to attack them anymore.

Because the immigrants have spontaneously formed militia groups, although they are far from being comparable to the real army, but they are completely enough for some stragglers.

In addition to the Germans who were strangers in a foreign land, there were also some unpopular Hungarians, some of whom were serfs, some of whom were too poor aristocrats, and some of whom were contrary to the prevailing ideology.

They all have one thing in common, that is, the victims of the Kingdom of Hungary, most of whom were once classified as refugees by the Hungarian government and intended to be sold into white slavery in the Americas (where the slave trade was well developed in North and South America).

Most of the German immigrants suffered a more direct blow, in the form of several horse bandits and massacres against Germans.

Therefore, at this time, people of two different nationalities seem to be very warm in the same homeland.

In autumn, the fields are flowing one after another, the golden waves of wheat are dancing in the breeze, and the ears of rice in the rice fields are vying to grow towards the sun.

The immigrants toiled on the land, and their sweat blended with the black soil, showing a harmonious picture.

The land in Hungary is so suitable for agriculture, whether it is wheat, corn, grapes, sugar beet, it is very strong.

To be honest, they all felt the fertility of this land, and the former wasteland did not expect to be turned into fertile land so easily.

In particular, the black soil under my feet is many times better than the barren land in North Germany.

Of course, these immigrants did not know the black land, they only thought that their own efforts moved the heavens, or that the Austrian imperial family had given them this fertile land.

In short, they will not thank the Hungarian government, let alone pay taxes for it, and this is enough for Franz.

Although agriculture is the foundation of the country, industry is the instrument of national rejuvenation in this era, so Franz does not expect much income from his own agriculture.

Colonial agriculture naturally still has to make money, otherwise what else will it take to maintain it? What is the purpose of its development?

In the cold winter days, everyone began to prepare for the celebration of Christmas.

When they didn't have a suitable Christmas tree, they built one out of corn and wheat stalks and decorated it with colored paper.

But Christmas on the Great Plains is wild, with trees lit and bonfires held in the evening.

This is actually a traditional harvest festival that was born in Hungary, but since the Germans are the majority, they are all brought together for Christmas.

The children are the ones who are the most happy part of the festival, because on this day, they may be able to wear new clothes.

At that time, the price of cloth was still relatively expensive, and the farmers were relatively frugal, even if the clothes were torn, as long as they were not rotten, they would basically make do with them.

But Hungary's royal estates were not as poor as they might think, and these small agricultural towns were small enough to be sprawling, from small sugar factories to blacksmith shops for tools.

Of course, this scale can only maintain the local minimum standard of living, and if it is "alive", it still needs to be imported from the Austrian Empire itself.

Franz actually had a deeper consideration for this, because they were too close to the Hungarians. Although Franz has done a lot, there is no guarantee that there will be no surprises.

Once these small towns were besieged, the resistance could be costly, but Franz felt that surrender could lead to an even more tragic end.

So it was necessary for these estates to be self-sufficient for a while, even if it might have an impact on the layout of the national market economy in the future, and Franz felt that it was worth it.

In Franz's plan, the subsistence industries in these small towns were small and primitive, and they would quickly die out once the railways were connected to them in the future, and theoretically would not have a negative impact on the future economy of the Austrian Empire.

The Christmas feast in the royal manor house was much more sumptuous than that of the serfs and ordinary nobles in Hungary.

First of all, there is a lot of carp, and you can't go wrong! Franz doesn't pass up any opportunity to advertise his goods.

The abundance of carp on the tables of the immigrants, followed by a large amount of candy, after all, the Mexicans really had nothing to use to pay off their debts, and Franz also cultivated a large number of sugar beets for food security, which directly led to a short-term surplus of sugar.

In addition, the Great Plains also raised a large number of cattle, horses, and sheep, which were the main force in the eradication of straw and also provided meat for the settlers.

Although the immigrants are also Catholics, there are not so many rules, Christmas is all about what to eat, what to eat.

Chicken, duck, cow, horse, rabbit and carp are served together, along with some cheap Pilsner beer and home-brewed drinks.

Beside that, how can Austrians leave music? All kinds of messy musical instruments and serfs went into battle, and some even knocked on rice bowls and buckets.

At the same time, the Hungarians are also a people who can sing and dance, and they have come to help with various national musical instruments, and soon everyone is united.

Some are mental, some are physical, after all, anything can happen under the influence of alcohol.

Of course, this also promotes national integration to a certain extent, but the Hungarians of the royal estates have a more outrageous approach.

That's right! These people claimed to be East Germans, from the Russian side, and their accents were more serious, so it was normal for North Germans not to understand.

Although this is an outrageous statement, there is really nothing to say about a group of immigrants from North Germany, because they often do not understand each other when they communicate with South Germans.

At this time, Siria was six years old, and the little girl was very busy all Christmas, because her father was a self-defense officer of the militia and would not leave his post even at Christmas.

Her mother, Avra, is the cook on the estate, and Christmas is her busiest day. The little girl was very sensible, and helped deliver food with her older brothers and sisters, and asked the adults for some tips by the way.

Although the family is very busy, they all seem to be very happy. Although Cilicia had never experienced it, she often heard her parents, older brothers and sisters tell them how difficult their life was in Prussia.

A can of milk, a family to lick for a week. Digging wild vegetables everywhere and picking up a lump of cow dung can be happy for days

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