Chapter 102 Arrangements for Refugees (please follow up!)

After each refugee has taken a bath and shaved his head, an indigenous staff member will give them a set of cotton clothes produced on Yizhou Island.

To their surprise, the people of Makassar are so wealthy!

Lin Abin, a young refugee with a flushed body, touched the new clothes in his hand and felt filled with emotion. He hadn't worn new clothes in many years, and they were really willing to give them to him.

The last time he wore new clothes was when his mother sewed them for him when he was a child. It was such an evil world.

It would be nice if his mother was still here.

Uniform clothing will help the refugees establish a collective consciousness as soon as possible and gain a sense of belonging to the Luzon Protectorate, which is what Zheng Kezang considered.

After changing clothes, the indigenous staff will take them to a nearby public canteen to eat.

The food in the public canteen is relatively rich. In addition to the staple food of potatoes and sweet potatoes, everyone can also get a piece of salted fish, a bowl of fish soup, and a small amount of vegetables.

Many refugees were sitting in the cafeteria with their families, but Lin Abin was the only one sitting in the corner, silently looking at the sumptuous meal on the table.

He was wondering why the Makassar people clothed them and fed them. This was so strange.

Some were frightened and shouted: "Da Ming is alive?!"

Before the refugees arrived, the natives of Luzon, driven by the Guards, leveled more than 2,000 acres of land in that area and built many cement houses in neat rows.

The old man Xu Bohou hunched over, raised his hand and respectfully asked the Guards soldiers at the door: "Sir, can you tell me if this is Makassar? How will your country treat us so well?"

However, their simple ideas may not be realized for a long, long time.

This news shocked them so much that they probably couldn't sleep at night because they never expected that the Ming Dynasty would come to life again and have such fertile land.

Of course, the house is not given for free. They must work and farm for Zheng Kezang and pay one hundred taels of silver within ten years before the house belongs to them.

I couldn't even think about it, my stomach was already growling with hunger, and I had to use my chopsticks.

These hungry and frightened refugees don't care about the Ming Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty. As long as they can live and work in peace and contentment, have enough to eat and have a place to live, that's enough.

Next, the Luzon Protectorate will rationally allocate the refugees according to their strengths.

"This pattern looks like a blacksmith. I can do this. This is what I did in the Qing Dynasty. I'll go."

A refugee walked up to the table, looked at the pattern, listened to the recruitment staff's explanation, and immediately found his job.

When everyone walked to the square where they lived, they saw that a dozen tables had been arranged in a long snake, with more than a dozen people sitting there, and there was a sign with writing in front of the table.

If you don't work hard, you will be dragged into mining!

Such favorable conditions greatly shocked this group of refugees, who were mostly tenant farmers and bankrupt farmers.

The next day, the Luzon Governor's Office began to formally recruit workers from the refugees, and they would soon have work to do.

Several Luzon natives kept bringing in buckets of stewed potatoes and shouted in broken Chinese: "Enough potatoes! Enough potatoes!"

Those with skills were directly brought to the city to work as craftsmen.

Now that the industry in Mingyan City has developed, Zheng Kezang has allowed Luzon to open cement factories, sugar factories, salt factories, firearms factories, and even garment factories suitable for female workers. Cotton cloth is shipped from Yizhou Island.

, clothes are made here.

The soldiers of the Guards glanced at the old man. They did not expect that a farmer could talk like a poor scholar. They were a little surprised. They did not expect that there were educated people among the refugees.

Damn this world, there is such a paradise!

However, the refugees were also confused. They suddenly arrived in a new country and had their hair shaved. They had to figure out what was going on.

So, they recommended an old man named Xu Bohou to come out and ask the Guards.

In order to let the refugees know the situation as early as possible, the Guards stepped up their propaganda. The refugees finally knew that they were not going to the Wangjiaxi Kingdom at all, but the territory of King Yanping of the Ming Dynasty.

Many of those elderly people have farmed their entire lives, and the Luzon Protectorate also accepts them all. In terms of farming, they are definitely better than the Luzon natives.

Like thunder from the sky, the refugees who came to inquire were all stunned as if they had been struck by lightning.

They had a vague guess in their minds, but they couldn't believe it yet.

The land between Minyan City (Manila) and Dagupan has a suitable climate, abundant water, fertile land, and rich resources. It is not a little better than that in northern Luzon. In addition, it is well developed, and the nearby indigenous people

Everyone has been asked about it, and there are no big concerns about safety.

As for those who have no special skills, just farm.

Although Zheng Kezang's original intention was to squeeze them, he did not make their life too bad. It was much better than living in danger in the Qing Dynasty.

"Okay, everyone, line up and don't be anxious. Everyone can find a job. Don't be afraid if you can't find it. It's just farming." Wang Yang led the Guards to maintain order at the scene.

In addition to the text, there are also pictures on the sign, just in case they don’t understand it.

Each family can get one apartment, and if they are orphans, they live in a collective dormitory.

"Yes, you are not allowed to have pigtails in the future. This is a bad habit of barbarians." The soldier continued.

In addition, if each family has a strong man who is lucky enough to join the Guards, the house will directly belong to them and there is no need to pay.

These refugees were arranged to live in that area.

An insightful refugee said while eating: "These barbarians are so extravagant. They give so many people clothes, food and drink. I'm really afraid that they will be impoverished."

"This is Luzon. You should have heard that this place has been conquered by the Yanping Palace of the Ming Dynasty. From now on, you will all be the subjects of the Yanping Prince!" the soldier said proudly.

Most people didn't think much about it. Some refugees found it difficult to eat meat even during the Chinese New Year. At this time, smelling the tangy food, they ate so much that they almost swallowed their tongues.

Xu Bohou is considered relatively literate among the refugees. He studied in a private school for a few days and became literate, so the refugees respect him more. Anyone who can read these days can become a teacher.

Later, many people came to him with the same situation. Many of the refugees that Ma Hetai later recruited through government connections had special skills.

"We are looking for female workers to weave clothes!" People in garment factories are also working hard to recruit workers, for fear that they will be robbed.

The on-site recruitment work was very hot, and soon only the old and the young were left. They didn't care about the old, and the young was directly taken to study in the school in Mingyan City.

Their parents were extremely happy, because the school provided food and accommodation, and they could also learn knowledge. They had no conditions before in Taqing, but now that they had the opportunity, they quickly sent their children away, regardless of whether they were happy or not!

The resettlement work of the refugees went very smoothly, and good news also came from Zheng Kezang's Yizhou Island.
Chapter completed!