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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters Central Valley (twenty-two)

437 Central Valley (Twenty-two)

The spring breeze blows across the earth and dyes a piece of green.

Near the mouth of the Va River (Valdivia River), a passenger and cargo ship that arrived from Fenggu Island had just landed. Because the dock had just experienced a fire and was being renovated and rebuilt, this small passenger ship could only dock at the temporary dock to the east.

The temporary dock is relatively simple and very small. There are several huge and smooth stones on the shore as springboards, and a row of steps made of wooden piles lead to a row of wooden houses on the higher ground, which is the temporary office of the Port Authority.

The wooden stakes were almost perpendicular to the ground. When climbing up the steps, they had to hold them firmly, which was very shocking. Xiang Zirui, a commissioner of the Southern Chile Regional Administration, walked carefully through the steps. Before he could take a breath, a large group of mosquitoes rushed towards him, and they were so dark that they bit their necks, their cheeks hurt, and their mouths cursed.

"I can't imagine how the Spanish colonists who came here to explore first survived? Such a powerful mosquito, if you camp at night, you may be carried away by the mosquitoes when you fall asleep, right?" Xiang Zirui, who quickly passed through the dark "mosquito area" and stood in front of the temporary port bureau, said a little disappointed.

The wooden house is divided into two parts: on the left is the office area, with several port authority and customs officials sitting there smoking and chatting; on the right is the living area, a woman in an apron is cutting vegetables and cooking, and two little girls are sitting on small benches, choosing vegetables while playing.

Xiang Zirui's arrival caused a lot of chaos among the crowd, especially after an official introduced Xiang Zirui's identity and issued relevant documents, the people hurriedly cleared a few tables and chairs and asked the group to sit down. The woman who was cooking next door also stopped the kitchen knife in her hand, and the two little girls whose faces were bitten by mosquitoes also came over, with big eyes flashing, and looked at Xiang Zirui curiously.

"It's really not easy, the conditions are a bit simple." After sitting down, Xiang Zirui looked at the decorations in the wooden house and said gently. In addition to the desk, there were only some simple accessories. There was also a landscape sketch hanging on the wall inside. I don't know who drew it, but the level looked pretty good.

"Teacher Xiang, the new Port Authority Office Building is under construction. We are only working temporarily here, and we will probably be able to move to a new house by the end of this year." Seeing Xiang Zirui's kind attitude, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The director of Port Authority, whose hair was already a little gray, stepped forward and said, "A fire destroyed the old port area where the Spaniards had originally laid out in a messy layout. We just re-planned and re-built."

"Yeah." Xiang Zirui nodded after hearing this, and then encouraged: "Lufeng Port (i.e., Coral Port, named after the local green fir trees) is now our rental land. Everyone can do construction with confidence and boldness without any concerns. Everything is done according to the law, our law!"

Xiang Zirui said this very clearly. In the land purchase agreement signed with the Kingdom of Spain, in addition to officially buying out the area south of the Border River, the vast area north of the Border River and south of the Va River, were also rented by the East Coast people, with a rent of 50,000 yuan per year. In other words, the East Coast Republic has full rights to dispose of this land and can exercise the laws of the East Coast Republic, including the Aboriginal Relocation Act that changes the Spanish colonies. What Xiang Zirui said just now actually implies this meaning, and everyone here is not stupid people, so they naturally understand it.

In the area north of the Border River and south of the Va River, there are actually many Spanish or Arakan Indians living in the area. Their opinions on the handling of these people are very firm: to follow the established policy! The so-called established policy means that people with Indian ancestry must be forced to move away and cannot stay in their original place. The places where these people go are generally near the yellow and black dividing line in southern Africa, and a few will be allocated to the New China Island, Djibouti, Diu Management Committee, Australia, Dili, Brunei and other places.

There is no doubt that these people are definitely unwilling to leave Chile. Everything on the African continent is unknown and full of terror to them. Even the Indians who are responsible for heavy labor are instinctively unwilling to change their living conditions, let alone the living conditions are pretty good. They act as mixed-race Mestiso people who act as grassroots civil servants, bottom-level soldiers and small businessmen.

Faced with this situation, there is basically one way, that is, enforcement. The army and the militia went into battle together and forced them to make a choice with bayonets. They either left the land and returned to Spain, or went overseas honestly according to the arrangements of the East Coast people. They must choose one of the two.

This kind of cleanup is being carried out in Green Pine Harbor. They have no military help, mainly relying on the police system that has been established in the past six months. Tax police and customs officials will also help. Fortunately, there are not many Indians or Mestiso people here, so they can handle it almost, which is just a bit more troublesome.

Compared with them, the situation in the city of Valdivia, which is relatively close to the inland, is much more complicated. Many Mestiso people have risen to riots. They have weapons, funds, and are familiar with the local situation. They have guerrilla warfare with the East Coast Army stationed in a battalion. Although this riot was eventually suppressed and the thugs were killed, they also spent a lot of manpower, material resources and energy from the East Coast government, which was very annoyed.

But there is nothing to do about this. The people above have already said that there are still fewer people now. What should I do if I take down a densely populated place like Paraguay in the future? Let’s do a “draft” in advance! South Africa needs a large number of light-skinned people to establish isolation belts, and the soil in Zambia is pretty good and the climate is not very fierce. As long as it goes, everyone has land. Speaking of which, the people of the East Coast have not treated them too harshly. As long as they change their mindset and adapt to the local environment, everyone can still live a good life.

"Let's talk about the recent commercial activities. Have there been obvious changes in commercial activities since the land was delivered to the Kingdom of Spain? I have read some numbers on government documents, but I think it's better to know them on the spot with the front-line staff." Xiang Zirui dispersed a circle of cigarettes for everyone and asked: "Does the Spaniards still come here to trade? Are their specialties in the inland areas still exported here?"

"Specialist, judging from the actual situation in recent months, the Spanish's enthusiasm for trade has not been reduced much. Their ships will still dock in Green Croiss Harbor regularly, bringing us a large number of specialty products from Central America, mainly agricultural products, such as dried fruits, Italian millet, beans, chili, cocoa, tobacco and other products. The demand here is quite large." After hearing Xiang Zirui's question, a customs official stood up and replied respectfully: "Also," he said, "Other."

There are many towns in the Spanish-controlled areas in the Waiva River Basin. Their products are mainly silver bars, tin bars and copper blocks also need to be exported from here, because the cost is the lowest and the speed is the fastest, so they have no choice. Overall, the trade volume fluctuates, which is mainly because many Spanish merchants who originally lived nearby left, but to be honest, the impact is not very big, and they are still slowly recovering. I think it does not take too long to restore the prosperity of Green Fir Harbor."

Speaking of the Spanish Kingdom in Peru in the Americas, the two major colonies of New Spain have been deeply transformed in their long-term trade with the East Coast. Especially on the Pacific side, they are relatively far away from Europe and are economically more economically combined with Chile and the southern cone under the East Coast, which has become a pure agricultural and mining economy.

The Southern Chile region established by the East Coast people has already opened regular flights with several ports in Peru and New Spain, and imported a large number of minerals, fruits, herbs, as well as native American agricultural products such as lima beans, saffron beans, leafy beans, papayas, tomatoes, peanuts, cocoa, tobacco. In order to quickly transport perishable agricultural products to the East Coast port, local Spanish merchants also specially ordered many sailing and scissor cargo ships in the Pacific shipyard that has been relocated to Liucheng Port to ensure that in the right climate, the newly harvested agricultural products will be delivered to the Southern Chile area in just a few days. It is really hard to do this.

"The Spanish did not respond much. This can not only maintain the economic ties between the two sides, but also allow us to concentrate on development. It is rare that Chile is so good that there are so few people. We must seize the opportunity to clean up the indigenous people and turn them into our inseparable land. If it is a densely populated place like Paraguay, just cleaning up the indigenous people will consume most of the energy of our local governments, let alone doing other things, which is impossible." Xiang Zirui said with a smile: "Don't think about things that are too ambitious now. Do agriculture and commerce with peace of mind, and give me more children and more trees. First, build the grassroots racks, increase the population, and then other things will naturally come naturally."

"I understand, to the Commissioner, we will work towards this goal." The officials immediately responded verbally.

"That's good. I see everyone's hard work. I will find a way to allocate a batch of supplies for you later. It's really hard here." Looking at the two poor little girls who kept waving their hands but were still defeated by the fierce offensive of mosquitoes, she sighed to Zirui and said, "Do work hard, a good day is ahead."

After saying this, he asked his subordinates to bring a box of wine and had a lunch with everyone in the wooden house. After the meal, he did not stop for a long time, but continued to take the boat he came up against the current and headed towards Valdivia. Many bad things have happened in that city recently, and he felt it was necessary to visit the scene in person.
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