In the public canteen, a large group of new immigrants were sitting around tables and eating supper.

Xu Wenxuan and Chen Tingmei sat at the same table, relatively speechless. Their wife and children sat next to them, looking silently at the pretty sumptuous food on the table. The child could not bear the temptation of food, kept looking at the beef on the table and swallowed saliva, but was also taken by his father's years of prestige and did not dare to put down the chopsticks before he was allowed.

"Brother Zizhen, it's so good. It's useless to think too much. Let's have a meal first. My nephew is hungry. I see that these barbarians act, and there seems to be some rules. Brother, don't worry too much." Xu Wenxuan, who was sitting on the left, said.

Chen Tingmei nodded silently, so a few people started to eat. This public canteen is very large and can also accommodate thousands of people to eat at the same time. The beef imported from La Plata is sweet and juicy, and it tastes very good in terms of taste and nutrition.

Fortunately, Xu and Chen were a little rich at home. They could eat a few meals of meat every now and then, but the others were very unbearable. Some villagers couldn't eat meat even during the Chinese New Year. At this time, they smelled the beef that was breathing and feasted, and almost swallowed their tongues.

Several Irishmen kept moving the steamed potatoes in big buckets, and then shouted in broken Chinese: "Peach enough potatoes!Peach enough potatoes!"

Many villagers looked up at them in surprise, then lowered their heads to eat. They neither understood what these barbarians were saying nor were they interested in understanding what they were saying. Everything is fake, only if their belly is full is true. God is pitiful. It has been more than half a year, and they have finally caught a full meal. Even if these barbarians resell themselves, they will not lose money now.

"These barbarians act so extravagantly." Chen Tingmei put the last piece of beef in her bowl to her son, and then sighed, "Hundreds of people eat together here, and people give four taels of beef and one pound of fish. If this is the case every time, they will have to kill one cow and buy hundreds of fish every day. It's really... very extravagant!"

Xu Wenxuan also finished eating his own portion at this time. When he touched his bulging belly, he still felt unsatisfied. "Brother Zizhen, you have a few acres of thin fields in your family and can still live a leisurely life, but I can't do it anymore. After being kicked out of the house by my brother, I would go hungry without working for a day. I haven't eaten this beef for several years."

"Oh, you don't want to mention these again during the reign." Chen Tingmei sighed and said with a little sadness: "You also know that when we take this giant deck boat to the country and leave our hometown, we are afraid that this place is thousands of miles away. Let's not mention some past events again, which will only make people feel sad."

Xu Wenxuan's mentality was adjusted well at this time. He looked around slightly, and then whispered: "Brother Zizhen, you and I have long lost the path to studying and becoming an official. At this moment, I see that these barbarians have a lot of rules and regulations, and they are extremely strict in their control. Let's take a closer look, and there may be an advancement level."

"A country of barbarians is a good place to be a minister of the Shangshu Pavilion."

"Brother Zizhen is such a bad word. You brothers will not say anything secretly. Brother Zizhen is also in your clan with some relationship with the maritime merchants. You should know the power of the Franchise, Risbamia and the Red Barbarian deck giant ships. These Franchise giant ships are so honest when they arrive here, so the barbarians here must have some means and abilities. If you are just a newcomer, you might as well just give in to the snake first and then look for the future. In this way, you can prevent your sister-in-law and nephew from having trouble in life." Xu Wenxuan was very tempted.

"Yingqi, what you said is reasonable." Chen Tingmei nodded slowly, "Let's just give in to the snake first, and then make a picture of him. Alas, this time, Liu Xiang was caught by Liu Xiang, which is really hateful. Hey, by the way, most of the people who plundered me this time were my Wentai villagers, some of them were my former tenants. Should I contact one or two to help me if I am in case?"

"No!" Xu Wenxuan's voice suddenly increased. He looked around carefully and found that he had not noticed him. Then he said, "Brother Zizhen, you must not be so reckless. I think that the Yimai is not a wise man. How could he not beware of us in private contact? If you do this, you must be careful."

"Fortunately, my good brother reminded me, otherwise I will have made a big mistake."

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Anda Fifteen looked at the bowl full of beef and salted fish, and tears almost flowed out excitedly. He hadn't eaten such delicious things for many years, and he thought intoxicatedly.

Anda Fifteen, who was born in a lower-level samurai family, has never had a full meal since his father passed away. These days, there are many unsuccessful samurai in Japan, and there are not many Anda Fifteen. After wasting time in society for many years, Anda Fifteen simply gritted his teeth and got on Captain Carvalho's pirate ship, preparing to make a fortune in the "Nanyang". But unexpectedly, he was cheated by Captain Carvalho this time, and people changed his concept. This South Ocean is not the South Ocean, but the South Atlantic Ocean is also the South Atlantic Ocean.

However, Anda Fifteen has a good attitude and is not just a good meal. If someone here can give him enough food every day and often eat some beef and other meat, he will regard him as his home, and it doesn't matter even if it is the Thai Red Barbarians.

There were a few warriors who were deceived by Captain Carvalho this time, but they were not as good as themselves. Those down-and-out guys didn't even have a samurai sword and were embarrassed to call themselves a samurai. Anda Fifteen was a little disdainful. As for the remaining dozens of bankrupt farmers, Anda Fifteen didn't even look at them.

"I really hope this day will pass quickly and I can come to appreciate my head tomorrow. I will definitely show my worth." Anda Shiwu was sing the fragrant beef while fantasizing beautifully.

Half an hour later, just when everyone was eating almost the same food, several tall officers walked into the canteen gate. Leading was Army Reserve Lieutenant Wei Aiwen, behind him were six restored veterans, all from Switzerland, and were the first immigrants, and belonging to the group that the time travelers could trust.

Wei Aiwen was wearing a 33-type army lieutenant officer uniform, still in a straight cotton uniform, snow-white canvas armed belt and solid cowhide boots, with a saber in his left hand and a pistol holster in his right hand, looking at his immigrants in a daze because of their sudden arrival.

"According to the latest order of the Executive Committee, new immigrants must undergo basic military troop training and language learning during the quarantine period." Wei Aiwen looked around and found that these people's eyes were still confused, not knowing whether they were not understanding or what. So he increased his voice and said: "From today on, you will conduct military training during the day and language learning at night. You will obey commands in all actions and do not disobey the orders of superiors. If there are any violations, you will be sentenced to labor and send coal to the north to dig coal again. Women and children may not need to undergo military training during the day, but they must be responsible for cleaning the entire isolation area. I don't care whether you understand or not. Now, all adult men stand up and go out to line up!"

There was no response, the immigrants looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other in all directions.

"Everyone stood up!" Wei Aiwen increased his voice, and several veterans behind him also shouted in Chinese.

"This... this general, student Xu Wenxuan, a student at Wenzhou Prefecture. Do you dare to ask this general, but you want us to wait for the male to get up and go out?" An immigrant asked slowly, and he spoke in Mandarin that seemed to be strange to the time travelers, but Wei Aiwen could barely understand.

Very good. It seems that some of these immigrants can understand what they say. Wei Aiwen was secretly happy, but he still said with a stern face: "Not bad! Xu Wenxuan is right, you are not bad. Remember to raise your hand and shout 'report' before speaking next time. Now, come to the front to convey my order."

With the help of Xu Wenxuan, the male immigrants stood up and started queuing outside the door. The whole process lasted for more than half an hour. Finally, under the wooden sticks of veterans and police from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the ignorant villagers barely lined up in a four-row line, but the formation was terrible.

"It was only this level at the beginning." Wei Aiwen thought to himself, and then he and six veterans who acted as instructors walked into the queue and corrected the postures of these villagers one by one.

"Hey, are you Japanese?" Wei Aiwen asked in surprise as he looked at the immigrant with a bun in front of him. This guy is less than 1.6 meters tall, with a bald middle front part of his head, and a bun, which looks very similar to the images of those Japanese samurai on TV.

Anda Shiwu didn't know why this tall figure who looked like a first-class person staring at him. Although he couldn't understand what he was saying, he must have done something wrong. Therefore, he could only bow slightly, shout "Hayi!" and pray for the other party's forgiveness.

"It's really Japanese." Wei Aiwen was speechless, and then said angrily: "These two old Portuguese liars! They are so brave that they dare to fool us. Humph, do you really think we are Tatans, so you can't tell the difference between Chinese and Japanese? Well, after the end, I must report to the Executive Committee and deduct his fucking freight! Damn, you need 400 yuan per person. You can buy 40 cows from the ranchers of La Plata at a wholesale price."

When Anda Fifteen saw Wei Aiwen muttering something, he felt a little uneasy. He could only keep bowing "Hay" without knowing it.
Chapter completed!