At six o'clock in the morning, the construction workers living in the tents were woken up by the loud voice of the overseer, washed up, lined up for dinner, and then went to work singing adapted slang songs.

The sun was shining in the sky, the flowers were smiling at me, and the bird said, early, why are you carrying a small schoolbag-

The last sentence is crossed out and sung: The little bird said, big sand sculpture, why are you carrying a big shovel.

This has an inner flavor.

The slang is certainly easy to understand and enjoyable, and compared to the British soldiers who sang "We are a bunch of old pitiful" to the battlefield during the World War, the construction workers of St. Roque are not far behind.

Today, there are more than 20,000 construction workers in Saint-Roque, of whom more than 15,000 are of African descent and a few thousand French and Belgian.

Although the salary offered by St. Roque is not high, but the food is good, the benefits are still living, at the moment of economic crisis, there is not much choice for civilians who have lost their jobs, working for São Roque, at least you can eat well, dress warmly, and you can also buy high-quality and cheap southern African goods, the last point is very important.

What to say about southern Africa, there is no need to emphasize this aspect of food, the taste is cheap and the portions are sufficient, especially all kinds of canned food, which is very popular with Europeans.

In the past two years, there have been more and more textiles in southern Africa in the European market, and they are also of high quality and low price, especially all kinds of wool textiles, which have been sent over by ocean transportation, and the price is actually cheaper than the local wool textiles in Europe, which is unbelievable.

This is normal for southern Africa, where wool production has been increasing in recent years, and in order to make more profits, southern African merchants simply process the wool locally in southern Africa, making wool into fabrics or garments and selling them directly to Europe.

Think about it, except for Cape Town, the southernmost part of southern Africa, there is almost no snow all year round, and in places like Nyasaland with a warm and humid climate, many second-generation Chinese born in Nyasaland have never even seen snow since they were young, so woolen textiles have basically no market in southern Africa, and the price is naturally very cheap.

In June, the summer of St. Roch has begun, and these construction workers are wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts, many of them are farmers around St. Roch.

In order to get a job, many people voluntarily extend their working hours, 996 is nothing, 9127 is the norm, just ask the social animals are you afraid?

"I'd love to rest today, but when I think of 10 francs today, I think I can still hold on—" Brown, wearing a rattan knitted hat and a short-sleeved shirt and shorts uniform, is in a good mood, 10 francs is not much at a time when prices are skyrocketing, but working in Saint-Roque, 10 francs can buy a kilogram of bread, 0.5 kilograms of meat, plus half a dozen eggs and two kilograms of fruit, which is enough for the Brown family for a day.

Before the World War, the standard income for a Parisian family was 3,000 francs a year, which is equivalent to about 120 pounds.

Note that it is the annual household income, not the per capita income, if it is a per capita income of 3,000 francs, it is the standard of being well-off.

"Be content, look at the African workers, do you know how much they earn? I heard that it's only 2 francs a day, and half of it will be taken by the damn agency. Louis, from Lille, has an old battery cigarette from southern Africa in his mouth, a benefit of working in São Roque, where each worker has five cigarettes a day.

Don't be too little, it's a perk that only whites can enjoy, and Africans want to smoke and buy it themselves.

"Then they are miserable, thirty francs a month, I don't know what to do." Brown couldn't believe why those Africans would accept such low salaries.

"Hehe, that's already very good, you must know that they are Africans, and only southern Africans will pay them a salary, and they will be Belgians or Portuguese - don't even think about it, if you dare to make trouble, you will all be thrown into the sea, or you will all be hanged-" Louis knew what was going on in the overseas colonies of these European countries, and the young Brown was still not deeply involved in the world.

"All right, gentlemen, our job today is to throw all these stones into the sea, and this piece must be cleaned up—" The overseer was Howard from southern Africa, who was of Chinese descent and whose name was Howard.

It's not bad, it's much better than the second dog.

It's not scolding, my little nephew's nickname is Ergouzi, it's hard to understand, my sister and brother-in-law don't like dogs, how disgusting this is.

"God, these damn stones again—"

"I suddenly feel unwell, can I take a leave of absence? I'm going to the doctor—"

"Why don't you let those Africans carry the stones?"

The workers complained, and the construction site in front of them was full of large and small stones, the largest of which seemed to be one or two hundred catties.

The level of blasting in southern Africa is still very good, and many of the demolition workers of Christian Construction Company are veterans who retired from the world war, and explosives can play with explosives in their hands.

"African workers are moving to the cemetery, do you want to go?" Howard is welcome, he can't give a good face to these white workers, many of them are the ones who kick their noses in the face, and they are more difficult to manage than those Africans.

Although white people say that Europe is a "civilized world" at every turn, in fact, in the era when compulsory education was not popularized, don't expect these low-level whites to have a high quality, especially in the context of the economic crisis, the inner dark side of these low-level whites has been infinitely magnified, petty theft is not a thing, and robberies have become general security cases.

Many of the soldiers of the Southern African Expeditionary Force who died in Flanders during the World War were buried around St. Roch, and there was no unified planning before, and the cemetery was relatively scattered, but now a unified cemetery is planned, and a monument will be built, and the relocation of the cemetery is underway.

"No, I'd better fight the stone honestly-"

"I'm full of strength right now!"

"I can carry a ton at a time!"

The workers immediately accepted the reality that carrying a ton must be bragging, but there was no ton of stone on site for him to try.

Hundreds of people worked together, and it was still very efficient, and within four hours, the rubble was cleared, and then the demolition team entered the site to continue their work, and after about two or three times, the mountain was leveled.

Lunch is still the most popular potato beef stew, a cup of coffee and a banana per person after the meal, Brown has good luck today, the hand of the rice aunt is not shaking, there are five or six egg-sized beef in the bowl, Brown is satisfied after eating, and looks at Howard not far away: "How high will that guy's salary be?" ”

Southern Africa is still quite mysterious in the minds of some Europeans, and legend has it that the continent is full of gold, the grasslands are full of wild animals, and even if you don't work all day long, you won't starve.

Of course, it is not all good, and many Europeans still believe that the jungles of southern Africa are inhabited by evil cannibals, who will take people, roast them, eat them, and make necklaces of skulls and hang them on their chests, as described in the Monsters.

"200 pounds, or 250 pounds - I don't know, it's definitely more than our salary anyway." Louis's hometown of Lille was home to many people who chose to emigrate to Africa after the World War, most to French North Africa and some to Southern Africa.

Judging from the news that those who immigrated to southern Africa were mixed well, Louis was also a little moved, and part of the reason why he came to work in St. Roque was to earn a ticket to take a boat to southern Africa to see if it was as good as the legend said.

"That's a lot – my former neighbor was a lawyer and earned 5,000 francs a year." Brown has envy written on his face, being a lawyer is an absolute high-paying profession in France.

"Hillbilly, southern Africans don't depend on paychecks, they have farms in every family, and they can live happily even if they don't have a job," Harvey from Paris interjected.

"How do you know, you're not from southern Africa." Brown is not happy, Parisians are really annoying, discriminating against all French people outside Paris, and the internal discrimination in France is also very serious.

"I served in the army during the World War, I fought side by side with the Southern African Army, and I became friends with a lot of Southern Africans, and they were very enthusiastic about life, especially Chinese people like Howard, who were not at all as mysterious and evil as some people say, and were a very good group of people." Harvey had a good impression of southern Africa, after the World War, French veterans were not well settled, and now Harvey still has not received his pension and has to be forced to work on construction sites.

However, compared to the French who died in battle during the World War, Xavi was undoubtedly lucky.

"If southern Africa is so good, why don't you just emigrate to southern Africa?" Brown hit the nail on the head, Harvey always bragged about his experiences during the World Wars, and in fact anyone who knew Harvey knew that Harvey was only a soldier in the logistics forces during the World Wars and was not really involved in the battles, let alone combat heroes.

"I'm going, I've already made contact with my friends, and soon I'll be taking my kids on a cruise ship to southern Africa," Harvey said triumphantly, proud of his friends.

"Bragging about you!"

"Why don't you go to heaven?"

"Mr. Howard is calling you—"

The workers laughed and laughed at Harvey's inadequacy.

"I'm not bragging, and you'll know if it's true or false when I get the telegram—" Harvey tried to argue.

"Harvey, there's your telegram—" Howard was literally calling Harvey.

Under the envious gaze of the workers, Harvey took the telegram from Howard, yes, it was indeed sent to Harvey by Harvey's friends, but they did not suggest that Harvey go to Southern Africa, but that Harvey go to West Africa.

Now Xavi has a better chance of going to West Africa than in southern Africa.