Five hundred and seventieth chapters Pampa (twelve)
Buenos Aires is ushering in a warm spring.
Aside from a village in the suburbs, wheat sprouts were sprouted, followed by burdock, then an oat field, then a row of vegetables and potatoes, and two fruit trees stood there listlessly.
At this time, it was drizzling in the sky. In order to shelter from the rain, some Gao Qiao people covered their huge, triangular turban-shaped burdock leaves on their heads, like green beetles. There were many flowers blooming proudly on both sides of the road, orange, bright red, and pink flowers dot the green grass on both sides of the road, embellishing the beautiful world of the Pampa Plain.
Because it rained, a market still on the way had to end. Many Indian-faced farmers hurriedly packed up the cereals, meat, honey, beeswax, candles, soap, wine, dried fruits and other commodities scattered on the roadside to prevent them from being soaked in the rain. You should know that the men will come to collect taxes soon, but they don’t collect physical goods. As long as they are cash, if they cannot satisfy them, their fate will be very miserable - see the wooden house next to the oatmeal field? It is the prison cell where the prisoners live. The cells are dark and humid, the food is extremely crude, and they are often beaten and scolded by guards. In addition to the limited number of religious festivals to rest, prisoners have to go to church and the land under the names of noble men every day to work until they have finished their sentences or die.
Although Buenos Aires is very famous, it still seems a bit inconvenient compared to the East Coast city that has developed rapidly for decades. First of all, there are fewer urban citizens, with only three or four thousand people, most of them white or Mestiso, and only a very small number of special Indians are qualified to live in the city. As for the brave and fierce Gojo people, I'm sorry, they have always been strictly prohibited from entering Putrajaya, especially when they were carrying horses and weapons.
Secondly, Buenos Aires' business is extremely limited, which leads to a small urban commercial population and looks lacking in vitality. Putrajaya's largest export commodities are probably the export of live beef, corned beef, cowhide, horns, beef tendons, tallow and other commodities, but this is mostly carried out in an outer port "South Village" far away from the city. Commodities imported from the east coast are also landed here. Speaking of which, the commercial atmosphere of bankrupt Putrajaya is much stronger, and the vitality of the city looks quite good. The streets are full of taverns, brothels, currency exchange houses and various wholesale markets in different categories.
Compared with it, Buenos Aires is more like the cultural center, religious center, political center and military center of the entire prosecution court area, the real power of the colony, the upper class of the church, and the senior officers are the top of the food chain, mostly from the peninsula; small government officials, middle and lower-level officers, and merchants with a certain reputation are the backbone of the local white people (i.e. Creoles); lower-level government clerks, professional soldiers, and small vendors are the lower class of the city, with relatively complex sources, mostly Creoles, Mestiso people, and peninsula people who have just turned from the old continent to nothing; as for Indians (mainly Crandy and Quechua), I'm sorry, they are not counted into the urban population. In the eyes of the men, these people are just one level higher than livestock, and can only be said to be tools of speaking.
The only local business in Buenos Aires is probably the market trade where nearby farmers sell their farmlands and pastures for sale. Most of these farmers are Mestiso or Indians, and a few native whites or peninsulas who grow wheat, rye, fruits, vegetables, and livestock on weekdays, raise beekeeping (it is a waste not to keep bees on the grassland), make wine, make cheese and butter, and provide them with the best people in the city to get the much-needed cash from them, and then go to the South Village or some other merchants to buy necessities of daily life - mostly industrial products purchased from the East Coast, with few local handmade products - of course, you must not forget to leave enough cash to pay taxes, whether it is government tax or church tax, no one can be left behind.
Today, the rain in Putrajaya sky came quite abnormally, because in about ten days it was time for tax collectors to go to the countryside to collect taxes. Some people could still raise enough cash for tax payments. Therefore, after cooking the goods and finding some places where they could barely shelter from the rain, they did not rush to leave. Instead, they looked at the sky, waiting for the end of the spring rain with concern, and then saw if there was a chance to continue trade.
When a team of East Coast Expedition led by Meng Xiaohu arrived at the suburbs of Putrajaya, they saw such a scene. Looking at the faces of these farmers wearing various worn-out clothes, Meng Xiaohu, who has always been a Virgin Mary, sighed softly and said to the attendants sitting in the same carriage: "Look, look, look, look! Look at the wastelands covered with shrubs and weeds, and look at the mixture of soil, branches and logs on the wastelands, what is that?"
"Those messy things are probably buildings? Are they houses where local farmers live?" After a long time of observation, someone asked in confusion.
"Yes, yes, that's the house. To be precise, it's the houses of Indians, Gauchos or Mestiso. You've just graduated or worked for a few years and haven't left the country, so you don't know about this kind of thing." Meng Xiaohu withdrew his gaze and said earnestly to the attendants who followed him to survey the terrain locally: "At least in the Spanish Buenos Aires Prosecutorial Court District, the city's contribution to spreading civilization and providing convenience among the farmers is not great. The men in the city are indifferent to life in the countryside, and only know how to ask for a lot of taxes,
At the same time, there are conscription and war, and the lives of farmers are very miserable. You should all love to drink. In Buenos Aires, I heard that every adult man can drink less than a small glass of wine for half a month, while women may not drink wine for a month or two. Because brewing wine privately is a serious crime, farmers can only buy high-priced wine imported from our east coast to consume. What are the so-called high-priced wines? Haha, they are all wines with uneven quality produced by some of our country wineries. There are very few wines produced by regular state-owned wineries, and some are also for consumption by urban residents."
"Actually, I used to hate starting wars for no reason and causing serious humanitarian disasters. But in fact, from the current situation, it may not be a great bad thing for our East Coast Republic to occupy the vast Pampa Plain, including Buenos Aires. At least, our country's per capita tax burden is very light, its productivity is developed, its business circulation is fast, and its bureaucratic governance is also extremely high. I dare to conclude that their living standards will improve, at least much better than the current life of such a mess." Meng Xiaohu said softly again.
Speaking of which, Meng Xiaohu led his team to Buenos Aires this time to survey the terrain and build a "business station". The reason why this commercial station was quotation marks was that according to the plan, it was originally a train station, and the people on the east coast planned to build a railway station. However, because the Spaniards always refused to build a railway on the Pampa plain, the external name could not be called a railway station, and they could only cover it up with the name of the commercial station. However, people who know the business could only know what this is just by building it and looking at it, mechanics, spare parts rooms, freight yards, platforms and other facilities.
Some people may ask, since the Spaniards have never agreed to the East Coast people to build a railway station here, what are Meng Xiaohu and others doing when they come to Buenos Aires? Could it be that what the Spaniards are? Will they stop them from building a railway station? This matter is actually very complicated, that is, the Spanish refused, but the tone of rejection was very "soft" and "barely", without any strength. This made the East Coast officials who were old in diplomatic affairs smell the smell, so they immediately convened Baron Sebastian, the Spanish Ambassador to the East Coast, for a secret room talk, and then took a series of measures.
Although Meng Xiaohu did not participate in that meeting, nor was he an official from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he thought about it and knew that there might be some tricks in it. It was roughly that the Spaniards did not want the East Coast people to build railways on the Pampa Plain. However, now they have requests from all aspects and cannot act particularly tough, so there is even more room for operation here. Especially after Meng Xiaohu heard that the Executive Committee had agreed to allocate a portion of the funds to purchase railways and attached land along the Pampa Plain, he felt that there was something wrong with it.
He even faintly felt that perhaps the officials of the Peruvian colony reached a tacit understanding with the East Coast people, and half-supported and half-placed allowing the East Coast people to build railways on the Pampa Plain. The Madrid court may have been hidden from the ground or knowing, or they may have known but pretended not to know. He did not know how many people the East Coast had managed, how many diplomatic resources were used, how many benefits were promised, and how many times the orphans and widows in Madrid had threatened. He only knew that he could take people to the Pampa Plain to survey the terrain and determine the route. The first step was to choose a good location for the Buenos Aires Railway Station.
There were more than 30 people in their group, and they took four large carriages. They landed at Nancun Port. At that time, they were riding a small steamer between the state-owned inland river transport company, which was affiliated with the state-owned inland river transport company. When they arrived at the port, Spanish officials briefly asked about it, and then sent more than a dozen cavalry escorted it. They did not give up until they arrived safely in the suburbs of Buenos Aires. This shows that there was certainly something wrong with this matter. Otherwise, how could the Putrajaya official do this?
"Teacher Meng, once the Yanbu Railway (Yancheng-Pucheng) is completed, at least the eastern half of the Pampa Plain will basically not escape our palms. We don't even have to fight, because wherever the railway is built, the pioneers will follow and the influence will reach. Spain has only a few people and a few towns, why should we compete with us?" After hearing this, the energetic escort replied loudly: "When our railway affiliated area is
After development, it is not a bad thing for these Spanish people. By then, business is developed and materials are abundant, they will have more channels for cash, and they will have less exploitation when purchasing goods, and their living standards will naturally improve. Therefore, they should not oppose us to build railways, and they will strongly oppose and drag their backs. Local businessmen such as church priests and Rodriguez family, and only they will have the motivation to attack because of their losses."
"They dare not attack. The Spaniards are now in a state of trouble in the old continent. Most of the Southern Netherlands is occupied by the French, and the rest is controlled by the Dutch army and the Prussians, and are very harmful. Moreover, the Duchy of Lorraine in the east has been occupied by the French army, and the land of Francheconte has also been lost on a large scale. A few French troops on Sicily have not been expelled yet, and a few islands in the Caribbean have been sneaked out, which is simply a mess and is on fire. I even suspect that with the weak combat effectiveness and poor morale of the Spanish army, if we do not have our east coast here, maybe cities like Buenos Aires have been attacked and occupied by French pirates or soldiers. This is not without the possibility of a city like Buenos Aires being attacked and occupied by French pirates or soldiers. Yes." Another escort also expressed his own opinion at this time, and he continued: "My uncle is in the Ministry of Finance. I heard that the Spanish Ambassador Sebastian was planning to issue war bonds on the Qingdao financial market. Good guy, a ten-year bond with a face value of 100 rials was actually underwritten by 85% off for the bank La Plata. It was speechless. You should know that the annual interest rate of this bond is 12%. The Spanish are really crazy to make money. So, I can't believe that in such a dilemma, the Spanish dares to attack us. How big should their hearts be! If they really do this, I will be really surprised and curious about how they will end."
Chapter completed!