"Marriage...... How easy it is to say that! Zheng Changrong looked at the sparkling river, and the melancholy on his face was difficult to hide;

"Many brothers who came to Australia with us to pan for gold back then, some died of illness, some died in gold mine fights, some died of white atrocities, and some left here with a small amount of savings, because Australia at that time was very unfriendly to the Chinese, not only imposed heavy taxes, but also could not enter the church, married and had children were not allowed, there was no right to education, it was difficult to get naturalization permits, and only a small number of people persevered.

Now that life is better, I can make a lot of money, but marrying a daughter-in-law is still a big problem.

If you look at the streets from Brisbane to the Red River Valley, the streets are full of young young men, and it's hard to see women.

If you want to find a woman of the right age to marry, it is even more difficult, and some people who immigrate to Australia with their families in the later period, as long as there is a girl of the right age in the family, they will not worry, and the threshold can be broken.

Do you know how much the bride price is now?

It scares you to death when you say it, and it costs as little as 120 pounds, and there are still many people rushing to it, and they can't grab it even if they break their heads.

The county had issued a decree strictly prohibiting the sale of human beings.

Originally, some refugees who had signed slave contracts were all released as free and changed to equal employment contracts, which set a good example for everyone and won praise from the people.

But the problem is that there are too few women in Australia, especially Chinese women.

Some traffickers who used to sell young girls from the mainland had their property confiscated and thrown into forced labor camps when caught.

Now the investigation is very strict, a man with more than two young school-age girls into Australia, is the key object of suspicion, before leaving the immigration camp was found out, nine times out of ten can not escape.

After several rounds of severe crackdowns, no one dares to risk their lives in this business anymore, how can this continue? ”

Li Xuanzhu belongs to the kind that is dull in the affairs of men and women, and he really hasn't thought about this problem, but he can also feel the inappropriateness in it.

There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great.

It is not difficult for the earl's guard battalion and the military bigwigs to marry wives and have children, and they are all given priority, and many of them marry girls from the Red Fort.

Sometimes everyone chats, a certain big guy has a little wife, and a certain big guy has a few beautiful maids at home, and they talk about it with relish.

Therefore, Li Xuanzhu really didn't feel how serious the problem was.

What is the concept of £120 in this year?

Due to the rapid rise in housing prices in the Red River Valley in recent years, you can buy a small detached house with beautiful decoration for 120 pounds, but now you can only buy a large apartment in a prosperous area, you can buy 12 well-quality quartter horses, and you can buy a bulletproof carriage (except for horses).

"Brother Evergreen, that ...... Not so exaggerated, right? "Li Xuanzhu was really surprised.

Zheng Changrong smiled bitterly and said; "There are many monks and little porridge, and some people are hungry and green, and they are willing to pay for how much money they want to beg their wives.

In recent years, the Red River Valley has developed rapidly, and many people have made a lot of money, and the bride price for the woman has risen dramatically, just to marry the Chinese woman they like.

Think about it......

Marrying a wife is nothing more than living a stable life, the piano and the seer are compatible, those women can't even understand what to say, what's the fun of marrying home? ”

"That's right, so why did you go to Port Moresby this time?" Li Lianzhu recalled that Brother Yutou and his white wife had never seen anything exchanged, and occasionally spoke with their hands and gestured, which felt particularly awkward.

Zheng Changrong's rare old face turned red, but he still said it frankly; "I heard that there are more immigrant families in Port Moresby, so I sold all the shops and businesses in Brisbane and prepared to start from scratch in Moresby, the most important thing is to start first to marry a wife and pass on the lineage!"

I see

Li Xuanzhu suddenly realized, and nodded Zheng Changrong wordlessly with his fingers, the meaning was obvious; Look at your loyal and honest appearance, you have a lot of slippery ideas!.

"Brother Zhuzhu, don't laugh at me, how can you understand the suffering of a lonely person in his 30s."

"Full of warm thoughts**, hungry and cold steal hearts." Li Xuanzhu made a categorical conclusion.

Zheng Changrong rolled his eyes directly, and in a speechless manner, the topic was completely dead.

The Cloud Mountain Wheel follows the Brisbane River into the azure bay, turns around and heads north along the coast, and the massive figure disappears into the sea.

Thousands of miles away

Port of Cochin, Indian Peninsula

There is a 5.5-hour time difference between here and the Red River Valley in Australia, and the secret telegram from the Red River Valley arrived in the early hours of the morning, but because the local telegraph room did not open until nine o'clock, the fleet did not receive the telegram until about ten o'clock, which shows the poor efficiency of local administration.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, it immediately set off a wave of waves.

The fleet, which had just returned from an offshore exercise, quickly moved into action to replenish coal, vegetables, and fresh water, and was enveloped in an unusually busy atmosphere.

Ocean fast sailing ship "Tarzan".

"Mr. Aomatsu, the plan of action drawn up by the fleet has been approved, and the replenishment will be completed later today, please give your strong assistance." Commander He Fang's expression was solemn.

"Rest assured, it's ready to go, and action will be taken in the evening."

"Then please."

"This is a long journey to the sea, all the kings are strong and strong to fight on the battlefield, as compatriots with the same blood, I would like to wish the most sincere blessings on behalf of a group of colleagues, I wish you all the best sailing, and return from killing the enemy as soon as possible." Mr. Qingsong suddenly shook himself to the ground, and after getting up, he said with a resolute expression; "There are a few clowns outside the harbor, I will cook cleanly, please rest assured, just kill the flag for the warriors of my fleet, and look forward to the good news of your victory and triumph."

Geng Guigui, He Fang both stepped forward to help Mr. Qingsong, Geng Guigui said with emotion; "Mr. Qingsong, why do you need to be so polite, we are comrades-in-arms in the same trench, willing to shed blood for the same dream, and repay the ardent hope of the earl and the clansmen, you and I will walk hand in hand and fight the heavens and the earth."

"Therefore, I dare not give up my ears." Mr. Aomatsu smiled.

He Fang stepped forward and held his hand tightly, and said in a deep voice; "In view of the change in the situation, please act according to Plan 3, and we will wait for good news."

"Okay."

Qing Song clenched his hand tightly, and then turned to leave.

Cochin City

In the evening

In the bustling streets, women dressed in unique Indian saris walk barefoot on dusty streets with heavy weights on their heads, dark-skinned low-caste men loading and unloading several mule and horse carts, two cows with a leisurely gait are rummaging for something on the garbage heap, mosquitoes and flies are flying around, and the stench is overwhelming.

The Cochin Telegraph Office is housed in a two-storey white building, and at the door stands a Sikh guard with a turban, holding a long rattan stick in his hands, who occasionally shouts at the untouchables and forbids them to step on the sleek marble steps of the telegraph office.

This time

A white man in a white top hat and a white suit came out of the telegraph office, and the Sikh guard immediately nodded in greeting, then ran down the steps and raised his hand to hail a rickshaw.

The white man nodded haughtily and dropped a copperpenny tip, which the Sikh guards thanked again and again.

"Attention, it's out."

In the shade of a tree on the side of the road, two sturdy men dressed in the national costumes of the northern princely states looked at each other for a moment, and whipped the wagons forward.

A sturdy man got into the rickshaw and whispered; "Let's go, keep up." , the rickshaw driver nodded, pulled up the rickshaw and quickly followed.

The rickshaw dragged the white man all the way to trot, and was overtaken by a horse-drawn carriage in the wide street ahead, kicking up the dirty dust on the road, and the white man covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and in dissatisfaction picked up his cane and knocked the rickshaw driver, meaning to slow down and avoid the dust.

The rickshaw slowed down and turned onto a dirt road leading to the port.

This dirt road is on one side of the riverbank, and on the other side is the warehouse of a wealthy merchant, which is not very crowded on weekdays, and looks quite quiet under the shade of green trees.

Not far ahead

I saw a horse-drawn carriage lying across the dirt road, and a few sacks of goods fell on the dirt road, which was not wide, completely blocking the road ahead.

The rickshaw could only slow down and stop, and the white man on the rickshaw stood up a little impatiently and scolded, but he didn't notice that on the rickshaw behind him, a sturdy man walked down quietly, slammed him on the back of the head, and immediately knocked him unconscious.

When the rickshaw driver heard the movement, he turned his head to look back, only to hear a muffled sound and was knocked unconscious, and his body fell to the ground limply, and it turned out that the person in the carriage in front of him had made a move.

After only three or four seconds, the two men were dealt with neatly, and then the two unconscious men were carried onto the carriage, covered with canvas, and pressed on top with several very light sacks, and the coachman whipped and drove the carriage away.

A man in the carriage dragged an empty rickshaw, and another rickshaw followed one after the other, the whole operation was clean and neat, and everything was solved in just ten seconds, and it could be seen that they were all experienced veterans in action.

Outside a remote yard

An ascetic in shabby clothes and a dusty face sat at the edge of the road, and such a scene can be seen everywhere in mainland India, from the city to the countryside, from the river to the street.

A carriage drove quickly down the street, and when he saw the dervish sitting at the three-way intersection scratching his shoulders with his hands, the coachman's eyes flashed with a knowing look, and he drove the carriage around the three-way intersection and directly into the courtyard.

Then, two rickshaws, separated by a long distance, also entered the courtyard one after the other and closed the door tightly.

Only the ascetic sitting at the intersection was still the same, and no movement at the three-way intersection could escape his observation, which was a secret sight and ears

"Quick, bring the person down and interrogate quickly." Qing Song strode out of the room, beckoning his men to quickly carry the white man into the room, ready to be tortured immediately.

One of his fellows asked; "Chief, what about this rickshaw driver?"

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and we don't want to hurt his life for no reason, so he tied it up and threw it into the cellar, and waited until the wind passed and threw it out blindfolded, anyway, this place will not be used again."

"Understood."

"Okay, the matter here is done, you guys hurry up and pick up the 2 groups to prevent accidents."

"Yes, sir."

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