The Ming Dynasty has just been exiled and the Luzon system has awakened.

As an intelligence officer whose recruitment fee for a single soldier is as high as 2000 silver, it is naturally impossible for Zhu Heyi to let the Jin Yiwei be used only as a royal guard of honor.

Of course, he would not be idle like his ancestors, sending people to listen to the ministers every day.

He divided the 500 Jinyiwei members currently recruited from the military camp into two batches.

400 of them began to train according to the special forces training manual compiled by His Majesty Emperor Tianyun himself.

The other 100 people were doing their own job as Jin Yiwei, scattered in the streets and cities in Luzon, collecting all kinds of information that was beneficial and harmful to the Ming Dynasty.

……

In the office, our Majesty Emperor Zhu Da was laughing crazily at a drawing handed to him by a royal guard.

Xiao Yinxiang looked at the drawing curiously, then looked at Zhu Heyu, and asked curiously.

"Your Majesty, is there anything special about this picture?"

Zhu Heyi turned around and stretched out his hand to gently scratch Yinxiang's Yao nose and said with a smile:

"This picture represents the God of Wealth! And now he is in our territory. Whether we can quickly get rid of poverty and become well-off depends on him."

"Scratch my nose again!" Yin Xiang puffed up her little face. She didn't fully understand Zhu Heyu's words, but she still knew the God of Wealth. She looked at Zhu Heyu with big eyes and said. "Is this valuable?"

"This picture is worthless, but the person behind this pattern is our God of Wealth."

"??"

Looking at Yinxiang's confused look, Zhu Heyi explained again:

"This pattern is the family flag of the Duke of Argyll in the United Kingdom. He is the British Chancellor of Finance, equivalent to our House Secretary, and he is also a top hereditary noble. He directly leads more than 300 million Campbell people. There are a large number of people in his family name. The land, castles, and mines, in short, are extremely rich.”

In fact, Zhu Heyi made several mistakes.

Now that Archibald Campbell is only an earl, he will have to wait another 10 years for the title of duke to be awarded. Similarly, he will have to wait a few more years to become chancellor of the exchequer.

But there is no doubt that Count Abel was very wealthy.

"But other people won't give it to us if they have money! Do you want it?" This time Yinxiang understood. He looked at Zhu Heyi seriously and made a slashing motion with his little hand.

"..."

Zhu Heyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"What are you thinking about in your little head? I am an eternal benevolent man! How could I possibly do such a thing as murdering people and stealing goods?"

"By the way, where is your sister Xue Wen? Call her here and let's discuss how to deceive this great God of Wealth. He's already here. If you don't squeeze him dry, I'd really be sorry for myself."

……

"Suck it!"

"Mr. Henry, call all the servants in quickly. This kind of noodles is so delicious. Let everyone try it." In a restaurant facing the street, the Earl of Argyle took a deep sip of instant noodles and looked towards him. The old housekeeper on the side said loudly.

"Thank you for your generosity! Lord Earl!" The old housekeeper bent down and thanked him, but the rich fragrance filling the air was indeed tempting.

As a result, a large group of people rushed into the restaurant.

When the restaurant owner saw so many people coming all at once, he almost burst out laughing. He quickly called for the white waiter and said:

"Quick, go ask these ghost guys what they want to eat?"

The white guy nodded and left.

Nowadays, whether it is restaurants or hotel waiters in Manila, the waiters are basically white.

Because Zhu Heyi confiscated the property of these people, many of them could not even afford a boat ticket to leave. Therefore, these people had no choice but to stay, but they needed money for food and accommodation. Their 10 silver dollars were not enough. It won't last long.

Forced by life, I can only work part-time.

However, the factory of the Ming Dynasty royal family only hired Ming people!

Although everyone wants ordinary small factories and workshops, there are too many monks and too few groceries. As a result, there are not many choices left for these Spaniards.

Then they discovered that the only jobs they could choose were those left by the people of the Ming Dynasty.

For example, restaurant waiters, restaurant delivery people, accommodation cleaners, street sanitation workers, and dock porters.

Compared with working in factories, the wages of these jobs are much lower. People in Ming Dynasty have better choices, so naturally they will not go to these places.

Among the above jobs, the one with the highest salary is dock porter, because the job is a coolie.

Normally speaking, this job is suitable for these tall Spaniards, but the actual situation is that the dock porters are completely taken over by the short natives.

Once a Spaniard wants to grab work at the dock, he will immediately be attacked by a group of black-skinned natives.

In fact, the reason why the indigenous people are like this is also because they are forced by life. Their employment path is much narrower than that of the Spaniards.

For various reasons, the people disliked the indigenous people so much that they basically could not find jobs in the city.

The indigenous people either have to work for the road construction team that provides food and accommodation but no wages, or they can only go to the port to carry big bags.

This makes carrying big bags the only job they can make money for, but there are only so many jobs, and how many indigenous people are there?

They even had to queue up to carry big bags at the dock.

You go today, I'll go tomorrow.

Under such circumstances, they naturally did not want the Spaniards to take away the only job they could make money from.

Not long after, the white guy came back and said to the restaurant owner:

"Boss, they want instant noodles!"

"Okay, instant noodles, what else is there?" The boss took out a small notebook and asked while writing.

"No, boss, they said they all want instant noodles!"

"What?" The restaurant owner raised his head and asked in disbelief.

"They said they all want to eat instant noodles!" the white guy repeated again.

"Did you make a mistake? Or do you mean you can't speak their words?"

"Boss, although I am Spanish, I have lived in London for two years and my English is very good. All they want is instant noodles!"

After receiving such an answer, the boss's face fell.

Instant noodles, he doesn’t make money!

He purchased this stuff in bulk for 4 cents a bag and sold it for 7 cents a bowl.Excluding the labor cost of the store, you may actually not earn even a penny from a bowl of instant noodles.

Under normal circumstances, people buy instant noodles directly from the store and take them home to eat. They are the same thing and taste the same. No one would spend the extra two pennies.

The reason why there are so many instant noodles in restaurants is that most of the time it is just a side dish or for those who are in a hurry.

Seeing so many people coming in today, the boss originally thought he was going to make a lot of money.

As a result, all TM eats instant noodles!

Not only can we not make much money now, but we also have to occupy so many seats. This is a huge loss no matter how you look at it.

But he can't drive people out. If he is caught by the urban management or stabbed by others, his store will not be able to open.

The boss glanced angrily at the Earl of Argyll who was still sucking and eating noodles in the corner.

This is the guy who invited these people in!

Dressed like a dog,

result……

"Bah, poor ghost!"

……