"Oh~ah~"

Li Mengyang swore that he must quit drinking in the future. He drank all the time yesterday until he was unconscious. Today, his head hurts like something. A bit more elegant should be called a splitting headache, right?

But soon, Li Mengyang became elegant and a strange sour smell penetrated into his nose. This smell was so strange. I thought that back then, only in the university dormitory, a classmate at the biochemical zombie level even had to QQ to produce it after taking off his shoes. It was terrifying to think about it carefully!

It smells so smelly, so what's going on? Did you say that you were drunk and vomited?

Although it was very laborious, Li Mengyang still opened his eyes. The four eyelids seemed to be stuck in one place, and there were still a lot of eye poop on it!

Damn! Is this a pigpen?

He didn't care about this "shit". After Li Mengyang saw the surrounding situation, he was a little scared because the place was very unfamiliar and the environment was really bad.

Pig pen is just an adjective. Li Mengyang could tell that he was not in a pig pen, but if this place was a pig pen, then the pig would probably not be happy.

I won’t talk about the smell, there are still a lot of moldy and hairy foods in front of me, and there are even many suspicious things like vomit or urination...

At this moment, Li Mengyang almost vomited when he fooled the whole family. Could it be that he was at sea?

It's very similar to this environment and this vain feeling...

"What's your thing?"

Suddenly, a round head came over and said something like Cantonese!

This is... Cantonese language has already surprised Li Mengyang, and what surprised him was that he saw the other person's head.

The forehead is shaved and there is a big braid behind the head!

Is this the Qing Dynasty?!

"Well, shouldn't you! Are you Haibin?" When Li Mengyang spoke, he was stunned because this was also a Cantonese sentence!

In 1855, a ship that was floating on the endless Pacific Ocean was not much different from an ordinary ship. The reason why it was so complicated was that this ship was not that ordinary, it was a "piglet" ship.

Originally, at this mid-19th century, the piglet boat was not very special, but now the ship is very special because there is a unique person on it!

Li Mengyang was born in the northeast of his motherland. He was young and smart. Although he was not well-educated, he had a lot of experience in exams. He did not like mathematics, physics, was good at literature and history. He fought on a single-plank bridge with a fierce battle. He was biased and did not have the advantage of winning. He had to go to a second-tier university. He studied history to avoid the enemy and became unpopular. Later, he was lucky enough to escape from the monk's battle and entered the Party History Hall to study hard. Three years later, he thought he had achieved great success, but he was disheartened and treated the wine as a song... When he woke up again, he became a "piglet" in the fifth year of Xianfeng, which was 1855, Li Mengyang.

Soul Piercing should be like this. Li Mengyang is quite clear about his memory, but the memory of "Li Mengyang" is very scattered.

I just knew that this "Li Mengyang" was fifteen years old, and her father died and her mother got married. Her father gave him such a name. When she gave birth to him, she dreamed of a sheep, and his mother bought him such a ticket to Ameriga!

When Li Mengyang thought that the mother actually sold her child as a "piglet", he sighed in his heart, "This woman is so poisonous!"

Why do you think so?

It's too simple, because anyone who has learned a little history knows that not everyone in China who have been sold piglets these days can set foot on the land of America... The piglets sell piglets have another name, that is, "Floating Hell"!

But unexpectedly, just this thought made Li Mengyang suddenly feel a pain in his head, as if he was stabbed by a needle.

"Ouch~" It hurts so much. Li Mengyang's tears came out. This pain is like the boy "Li Mengyang". He doesn't want Li Mengyang to talk about his mother now!

"Not easy to shout (cry)~"

When he saw Li Mengyang crying, the Cantonese language next to him emerged again.

...

The chimney in the distance was spewing out black smoke fiercely. The brick-concrete building, which is four or five floors, was busy dock workers, who were as strong as cows, but the weight on their shoulders still made them heavy...

The scenes seen by San Francisco, San Francisco, San Francisco, and Li Mengyang constitute the city, as if a magnificent historical scroll unfolded in front of him. Of course, only Li Mengyang knew the last name, because San Francisco is still a "new goldsquare".

"Mengyang, I will definitely come to you after I make money. You will teach me how to read and write!"

"Ali, don't worry, there will be one day."

At this time, Li Mengyang had no obstacles to listening to Cantonese. Ali was the first person to talk to Li Mengyang when he woke up on the boat. His name was Mai Youli, and he met Li Mengyang on the boat. Ali was very envious of the tickets Li Mengyang bought himself, and was so envious that he admired him. Anyway, the two of them were so good.

When Li Mengyang woke up, Ali naturally came to care about it. This was good and let Li Mengyang know a lot. For example, the original owner of his body wanted to go home and was beaten back. There were not only the Qing people with braids on the boat, but also more Japanese people with hair shaved.

Well, these messy things are not very important. When Li Mengyang set foot on the American land, he felt his specialness.

He bought the ticket himself, which means he is a free pig. I'm afraid that this "Li Mengyang" protects his mother so much, but the problem is.

Someone like Ali picked up the guy. He left in a caravan, and he really went to make money. He had found his job and...

He really came to America naked. Apart from a torn jacket on his body, Ali helped him, there was nothing left. There was no way. Who made me die once?

The piglets on the boat will naturally make the best use of what they can. The silver balls brought by Li Mengyang and other things...

In fact, it’s really no wonder that this ship of piglets is sold as piglets these days, not only does it mean that they have to bring their own food and water, so what can be used will definitely not be wasted. Ali has also eaten the sweet potatoes left by "Li Mengyang".

If you want to come back, it is impossible. I don’t know who took it, but I’m lucky. After Li Mengyang woke up, our piglet boat hit the shore a few days later. Before getting off the boat, Li Mengyang enjoyed the last half of the sweet potato, but only half of the sweet potato was there.

You must find a job as soon as possible to survive!

Then there is no immigration bureau or something? Is no one cared about it?

Anyway, no one came to find Li Mengyang, so he didn't care about that much. But before leaving this port, he looked at a small island in the bay not far away. The island was lush, but... forget it, find work first!

"Just give me one dollar a day. Look at me, you can do whatever you want!"

"NICE, it's quite strong."

Li Mengyang was using his very standard CET-6 speaking language to find the labor market in San Francisco, but this process was somewhat speechless, because everyone who was asked by him looked at him with a very strange look, and this was a very thrilling look that Li Mengyang showed him.

As soon as he arrived at this place, Li Mengyang felt like he had reached the livestock circle again. You really don’t know where to say that there was aside. The people who came to find work were in the same state as those mules, horses, etc.

They showed their strengths one by one for the bosses to choose from. The one who showed off her figure just now was a white man. This guy is indeed quite strong, but...

"I only have half a dollar! And I work hard and never be lazy!"

I go, this guy only costs half a dollar, and even Li Mengyang was moved, because this guy is stronger than the one he just now, strong and strong. He is a black man!

There are black and white in this labor market, although there are fewer black people.

"GOOD, it's you!" Sure enough, although the boss was also a white man, he still chose to be both cheap and good.

Li Mengyang got an important message:

1 white = 1 dollar for 1 day, 1 black = half dollar for 1 day, hey, wait a moment...

“FUC-K!”

"That nigger is a slave, what are you comparing with him?"

The white man who had just lit up his muscles and was not attracted by the boss was very angry, but if he had his own companion to comfort him, then that's what he said...

A black slave is equal to half a dollar, so how much is his Chinese worker worth?

“HEY, thirty, thirty…”

Before he could enter the labor market, the boss who was about to hire someone pulled Li Mengyang over and asked. He was also a white man, and he was talking while gestured. Obviously, the boss meant to give Li Mengyang 30 cents a day.

30 cents?

Damn it! You think I'm too cheap, right?

Do you know that I am a monk? And at least I can be considered proficient in a foreign language, but it is cheaper than a black slave? ** Are you teasing me?

Li Mengyang wanted to scold, "Get out of here, go ahead," but probably the American didn't understand at all, so he had to shake this guy away with his hand first.

But at this moment, perhaps because of this 30 cent bid, many white and black people who were looking for a living in the labor market noticed Li Mengyang and the white boss, and they all walked over here.

Li Mengyang didn't think that there was anything, so he said English to the white boss.

"No, 30 cents are too little. I want at least one dollar a day. Isn't America free and equal? ​​I'm not a slave, we should be equal, aren't we?"

But Li Mengyang didn't expect that just one sentence would make him in trouble!

"God, this Chinese worker can even speak English!"

"Damn, you're so good?"

"FUC-K! Kill this bastard!"

"Yes! Get this bastard out of San Francisco!"

Li Mengyang was stunned at that time. He saw several great men coming towards him. There was black and white here, and his aura was like he had to be eaten alive.

run!

I won’t run away if I’m stupid!

Because these bastards are vicious, and now they are just a teenager, with little arms and legs. As the saying goes, a hero will not suffer any loss in front of him.

"Catch him!"

"This guy is quite flexible!"

“SHIT!”

If I didn't catch it, the black and white team had to return in a bad mood, but the white boss who wanted to hire Li Mengyang was a little annoyed. After all, it is really rare for a Chinese worker who can speak English these days.

Fortunately, Li Mengyang saw the opportunity early and really let him run away. The whole process was quite thrilling. If he hadn't been his skill and the half of the sweet potato that had just gotten off the boat, maybe Li Mengyang would have really explained it to this labor market.

"WHAT-THE-Fake!" After running, Li Mengyang was squirting, "What the hell is this society? What are you doing? Are they crazy? What are you going to say about democracy and legal system?"

The first time I came to the United States to find a job, I completely failed. Because of the previous intense exercise, Li Mengyang was almost exhausted. This...

Could it be that I, Li Mengyang, have just set foot on the land of the United States and have not yet enjoyed a minute of freedom and democracy? Will I, Li Mengyang, be starved to death?

Holding your breath, unwillingness, and the coldness of hunger, came together, could it be...

"Young boy, can you speak foreign language?"
Chapter completed!