Flowers, Swords and France

This is a lifeless neighborhood.

The streets were unpaved, full of potholes, smelly, littered everywhere, and had no drains or sewers. The short, dilapidated and disorganized buildings hinder the circulation of air. Since many people live in this small space, the air is somewhat pungent and smelly, even with a trace of rancid smell.

Banker Du Taai couldn't help but take out his handkerchief and cover his nose. His entourage was better, but his expression was obviously very impatient. This place hardly seems to be on the same planet as the places and neighborhoods where they usually live and travel, but they are closely connected and cannot be separated.

Along the way, there were some girls in tattered clothes smiling or waving to them, but the well-dressed banker and his group completely ignored this low-level prostitution and walked straight forward.

These are female workers who came from other provinces and were left to starve and be poor at the mercy of fate in this strange city. In order to maintain their own survival, they usually have to work in workshops during the day and go out to work part-time as prostitutes at night. This kind of life has already made them age and lose their beauty at an extremely fast rate, and they will become older in a very short period of time. It completely destroys their youth and health. If they're lucky, they probably have a few more years to live.

After walking out of one large courtyard and into another, walking through narrow and dirty alleys and corridors, they finally arrived at their destination. They entered a house that was barely holding on from collapse.

There were already several people inside. Their skin was dark, and their hands had thick calluses, bearing the marks of years of work. They all look strong and capable.

After seeing Du Taai and his party, instead of being surprised, they seemed very happy. They quickly stood up and came over to greet them, and then invited them to sit at the table. "Sir, you are finally here today!"

"Sorry, my friends, I have been delayed by something recently. I just took time out today. I'm late." The banker greeted with a smile on his face and spread his hands. However, at this time, his eyebrow bones and forehead were still aching. The anger in his heart lingered, "But it's not too late, is it?"

"It is indeed timely," a leader-looking man nodded, "If you bring what we expect..."

"Oh, of course." The banker nodded, being careful not to touch the greasy black table, and then took out a neat stack of banknotes from his pocket and slowly handed it to He told the other party, "This is what I have prepared for you right now."

"Great!" The leader took the banknotes and counted them carefully. Then he raised his head and looked at Mr. Du Taai, his weather-beaten face full of gratitude. "Sir, on behalf of our comrades, I would like to express my gratitude to you." Your sincerest thanks.”

"You're welcome, I'm a friend of the people," Du Taai replied with a smile, and then whispered a reminder, "Remember to make good use of these donations and do as many things as possible."

"Of course we will." He nodded. "The people will never forget your achievements. Don't worry, we will give you the greatest reward when the time comes."

"For the sake of France, this is what I should do." The pudgy banker was smiling broadly. He often used this professional smile in front of his clients. "You must be more careful!"

"Thank you!" The leader thanked him again.

"It seems that your work is making great progress now?" Du Taai asked softly.

"Yes, recently because of the damn business trend, many of our brothers have lost their jobs. They can't support their families and their children, so they are all full of anger and waiting to vent. They will do it without us saying anything more. Go ahead, as long as you have weapons and ammunition, what are you afraid of! Anyway, in this world, if we don’t get shot to death, we will starve to death. It’s better to choose the former option, so let’s give him a good fight!”

The banker was deeply shocked by the leader's impassioned attitude.

He was not moved by the other party, but secretly feared by this kind of heroism, because he deeply understood what it meant.

This is a class war, and he is just a disguised ally of this class. In fact, he is not even an ally, but the spearhead of the revolution. If he is not careful, he may be fueled by his own flames. burned. He is now following his master's wishes and playing with fire here in order to earn a mountain of gold that even the Arabs did not dare to imagine in "Sinbad the Sailor".

Yes, this is the class position.

In this era, the bourgeoisie and the working class both live together and hate each other and are wary of each other. The former is afraid of the latter's power but can't help but want to use it to blow down the last bastion of the feudal system. They succeeded.

There are many time-travelers who think that as long as they develop modern industry, farmers will flock to the factories to do hard work. Little do they know that this is a very superficial idea, which has brought China at the end of the century and the beginning of the 21st century into modern times. .

In this era, machines were designed without any thought of safety protection, and they were simple and crude. They would eat up workers' fingers, limbs, and even lives. This was so common that no one took it seriously. There was no work-related injury insurance at all. Or compensation at all; in this era, no factory owner has ever thought about environmental protection or production safety, and even if they thought about it, they are too lazy to spend money to do so for their workers, so they allow sewage and poisonous gas to spread everywhere in the factory, destroying the workers. poor health, causing them to age and die prematurely.

And what is the living environment of the workers like?

“Entire streets and many alleys and courtyards are neither paved nor have sewers or other drainage ditches; sludge, garbage and all kinds of waste are accumulated in these places, and these wastes are gradually rotting and fermenting; almost everywhere There are sewage pools, so the houses here are dirty and bad, causing diseases to arise, threatening the health of the whole city. "

In fact, for a time traveler who built a modern industry by luck, his work was definitely not completed at that moment. It could even be said that his work had just begun.

Next, he must rack his brains to think of a way to treat his workers in a way that may be more cruel than treating the enemy, not only to prevent them from being passive in their work (at least not to be passive in their work), but also to make them - to put it harshly. Come on, within the service life - he can't make enough money to get out of this sea of ​​misery, or even if he makes money, he can't get out of this sea of ​​misery, so that he can retain those skilled workers and make his factory no longer As for production disruptions. And without these workers, without the poverty and enslavement of workers, modern industry would not be possible.

“If he is lucky enough to find a job, that is, if the bourgeoisie is merciful and is willing to use him to make a fortune, then what awaits him is a salary that is barely enough to keep his soul in the body; if he cannot find a job, then he has only Either become a thief (if he is not afraid of the police) or starve to death, and all the police care about is that he dies quietly without disturbing the bourgeoisie.”

The British created such refugees through the enclosure movement, and then used these English people who had no way out for generations except to work and die early, and the Irish people who had no way out except to starve to death in famine, and more recently Bankrupt small yeoman farmer. Mortality rates among child and female workers are even higher.

The cruelest prevailed, and they built the world factory of this era, the British world empire, and the luxurious and glorious Victorian age. \u003cloryendless!

The British people, who are indifferent and stubborn by nature and are never moved by external things, are naturally able to do this, and they hardly have to worry about people's uprising, because this has never happened in British history. Because the British are best able to do this, their factory owners are now in a good position to compete with foreign competitors.

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But this method cannot be completely followed by the French.

This is partly because France is the most agriculturally developed country in Western Europe, and the Great Revolution destroyed a large part of the aristocratic real estate and created a huge class of yeoman farmers, leaving France without so many refugees for the bourgeoisie to drive at will; partly because the French people has proven its strength over the past few decades.

These are the French who beheaded kings and queens and a host of dukes and marquises; these are the French who for twenty years fought fearlessly against the monarchies of all Europe and won every battle; these are the French People erected barricades, launched uprisings, and repeatedly fought against the government.

The concept of equality and the spirit of resistance have been so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that the July Dynasty political ax and the bourgeoisie did not dare to confront this force head-on, let alone leave these people in despair.

But being unable to fight head-on does not mean that you cannot use it from the side. It is precisely because this force is so powerful that it is most valuable. Baron Beauvain and his assistants are doing this now. They are looking forward to using this force to Finally, the already crumbling dynasty was destroyed, and then he took advantage of the chaos to make a lot of money.

"Then let's have a good fight!" Du Taai repeated the leader's words seemingly excitedly, then stood up and extended his hand to him, "I sincerely wish you a complete success."

Then we will reward you for your service by sending you to your grave, he added in his mind.

Using the power of the proletariat does not mean that they expect the proletariat to win in the end. After the plan is successful, their first thought will be to do everything possible to extinguish the flames they have caused.

However, no one present could understand his thoughts at the moment, so the leader could only express himself in one way.

He also stood up and firmly grasped the hand of Du Taai, "an enthusiastic patron of the cause of the republican revolution and a loyal citizen of France."

"Thank you, comrade!" (To be continued.)