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Volume 4 Leviathan 108 Rich and Dangerous

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    "This is a huge asset!" Chen Zaixing couldn't help but take a deep breath. In the 19th century world where the gold standard had not yet been abolished, the pound was a hard currency equivalent to gold. The world-famous dreadnought, a  The construction cost was only over one million pounds. Germany, the most powerful country in Europe at that time, devoted all its efforts to accumulate it for nearly 20 years, but it only had more than 20 items, and O'Neill.  Bangi's wealth alone can create nearly one, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is "as rich as the country".  "O'Neil. If Mr. Bunge joins this kind of organization, will he disperse all the wealth?" Chen Zaixing said with a smile: "Gillings, you must be mistaken. There is no such person in the world!" Gillings  The expression on his face became serious: "Chen, please believe in my credibility. This is information given to me by a distant cousin of mine who works at Scotland Yard. It is said that O'Neill Bunge was studying at the London School of Economics.  , will pay twenty-five pounds to this organization as his membership fee every month, and he also maintains long-term correspondence with Plekhanov, Bakunin and others, and even O'Neill.  Mr. Bunge also personally visited Friedrich von Engels. Believe me, this is a very dangerous person! If it were not for his father's influence, he himself would have to pay a heavy price for this.  "Yes!" Chen Zaixing raised his head in confusion and looked at O'Neil again.  Bunji, a white man in his early thirties, has broad shoulders and slender and well-proportioned limbs. Although he is nearly two meters tall, he moves very quickly. He has a giant-like head on his thick neck, and under his towering forehead  He has a raised nose like a lion, a pair of almond-shaped brown eyes looking at Chen Zaixing with interest, and a disdainful smile on his plump lips, but it doesn't make people feel mean.  "Gillings, I'm not sure what kind of vicious criminals the names you just mentioned are, but I think O'Neil Bungie is not as dangerous as you said, otherwise you wouldn't do business with him.  Isn't it?" Chen Zaixing laughed when he said this.  "No, no, Chen, I think you didn't understand what I really meant. Those people I just mentioned are wanted criminals. These people do not believe in God and do not respect property. In order to achieve their goals, they will do anything.  Even going to war on the entire society, you know? There are many kings and emperors in Europe who want them, with bounties of tens of thousands of pounds on their heads! " "Gillings, if you say that, I don't believe in God either.  Most people don't believe in God either!" Chen Zaixing laughed, and he patted the other party's shoulder easily: "Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention." At this point, Chen Zaixing walked over and approached O'Neil.  Bunji raised the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile: "Cheers to our happy journey ahead!" "Cheers!" O'Neil.  Bangji also raised his glass, clinked it gently with Chen Zaixing, and laughed heartily.  Early the next morning, Chen Zaixing was awakened by a scream of monkeys. He cursed in a low voice, got up from the bed, and walked out of the cabin.  From the deck, you can smell the rich musky scent of mangroves in the air, mixed with the scent of lush vegetation growing on both sides of the river.  The steamboat passed by, awakening the sleeping monkeys on both sides of the river, causing them to roar angrily, stamp their feet and shake branches hanging down to the river.  Further away, you can see patches of light green villages, with wisps of smoke drifting out from the village chimneys, where the wives of hard-working Burmese farmers are cooking breakfast.  Thousands of cranes, egrets, herons, storks, terns and other water birds that inhabited the muddy shores stopped foraging and watched the steamships passing by with trepidation.  Smaller birds such as turtle doves, water skimmers, and rails will flutter their wings and hover in the air, making shrill and piercing calls until the intruder completely leaves.  Seeing this familiar and beautiful scene, Chen Zaixing couldn't help but take a deep breath instinctively, feeling sincerely happy in his heart.  "What a beautiful and fertile land!" A voice with a thick accent came from behind, and Chen Zaixing didn't need to look back to know that it was O'Neil who spoke.  Bunge, he turned around with a smile: "O'Neil. Good morning, Mr. Bunge, were you also awakened by the group of monkeys?" "No, Mr. Chen, I have already gotten up at this time every morning!  "O'Neil.  Bunji was wearing a loose woolen sailor jumpsuit: "I have been living with the Gauchos on the ranch since I was seven years old!" "Gauchos?" Chen Zaixing showed a confused look. This one in front of him  The white man was different from every white man he had ever interacted with, and there was a strange charm in every move of his hands and feet.  ¡°They are indigenous people from Argentina, my hometown, just like the Burmese here.¡± O¡¯Neil.  Bunji pointed to a few figures busy in the rice fields on the river bank in the distance: "But they are not farmers, they are natural riders, brave and free!" At this point, O'Neil.  Bungie's face no.Once again, the light of longing was revealed.  At this time, the winding river took the boat through a sharp turn and came to a wider tributary.  Chen Zaixing and O'Neil.  Bunge immediately saw thousands of seabirds soaring in the sky, forming a giant carpet like a rainbow in the sky.  The river surface, which was dimly covered by flocks of birds, was dotted with patches of falcon feathers.  Both of them were stunned by this magnificent scenery.  After half a ring, O'Neil.  Bangji just sighed with a trembling voice: "Thank God, this is really a miracle!" Chen Zaixing looked at O'Neil.  Bunji, this burly white man's face showed an innocent expression like a child for the first time, and he was completely different from the harsh-tongued businessman last night.  He considered his words and asked with a smile: "Mr. Bunge, I would like to ask you a question. Do you also believe in God?" "I think Gillings told you a lot yesterday?" He was on the deck.  O'Neil doing gymnastics.  Bunge stood up straight. He thought for a moment and replied: "Yes, I believe in God, but the God I believe in and the God Gillings believes in are not the same God! In a sense, what they believe in is not so much God."  , nothing more than Mammon (an ancient Chaldean word meaning wealth. An adjective used by Jesus in the New Testament to accuse his disciples of being greedy. Described as the evil god of wealth)! In order to get gold, they can sell everything, even  Hang them with their own rope!" "Haha!" Chen Zaixing laughed: "Mr. Bunji, although your comment on Mr. Gillings just now is a bit harsh, I admit that it is not far from reality. What about your God?"  "My God?" O'Neil.  Bangji smiled, avoided Chen Zaixing's question, and asked: "Mr. Chen, I heard from Gillins that you are very rich and have a large share of Shanghai's grain import trade?" "Yes, say that.  To be honest, this is a very profitable business." Chen Zai said here and looked at O'Neil.  Bunji recounted everything that had just happened in Shanghai, and finally said with a wry smile: "Look, Mr. Bunji. To be honest, this is not easy. The imperial court is not willing to import too much food from overseas. I spent a lot of money on it."  It took a lot of effort and good luck to solve this problem! " "Yes, it was difficult, but you achieved a great success!" O'Neil.  A half-smiling expression appeared on Bunji's face: "Please allow me to congratulate you. You have successfully lit the fuse. In the next twenty years, maybe for a longer period of time, your motherland will  Falling into the deepest chaos, in this ancient empire, all traditional rules such as family, clan, and faith will be torn apart, and people will kill each other, just like facing the most ferocious enemy."  In response to the other party's sudden words, Chen Zaixing's face became gloomy: "What do you mean? Mr. Bunji!" "I am congratulating you! Mr. Chen, no matter what happens in the future, you will always be in the motherland.  It will leave a strong mark on your history. In this process, millions of innocent people will be displaced, suffer in suffering, lose their loved ones, and even die. But their death will not be without cost, only your ancient motherland.  It is possible to get out of that terrible stagnation! And all this is inseparable from your initial push." ??It took Chen Zaixing a long time to confirm what he just said from the other party's eyes.  Not a mockery of myself, but O'Neil.  Bunge's words could hardly be construed as a compliment, let alone a congratulation.  Chen Zaixing tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Bunji, I still don't understand your logic. Why do you say that if I import food, millions of people will be displaced and suffer in misery? I  I hope you can explain it more clearly, otherwise I can only think that this is an insult to me, which is unforgivable! " "No, no! I didn't mean to insult you, on the contrary, I think you  Although this behavior has very cruel consequences, it is extremely necessary. Please give me a few minutes and I will explain it to you carefully!" O'Neil.  Bunge cleared his throat and whispered in a deep voice: "According to the information I read at the London School of Economics and Political Science, in the vast territory of your motherland, except for urban residents who account for a very small proportion of the total population, the remaining  The vast majority of rural people in the country are divided into two categories: farmers and gentry. Farmers are responsible for cultivating their own and gentry's land, undertaking government labor and military service, manufacturing most necessary daily necessities, and selling part of the surplus food to pay taxes.  and purchase necessary daily necessities; while the gentlemen relied on their prestige to be responsible for offering sacrifices to gods and ancestors, educating future generations, collecting taxes, and other public affairs. These farmers and gentlemen formed thousands of village communities, and village communities were closely related to each other.  Except for a few necessary connections, the residents of your country have lived under such a simple self-government system since ancient times, and even the boundaries of the village communities have rarely changed.?A certain village society was damaged or even destroyed due to war, famine, and epidemic.  However, the same village name, the same village boundaries, the same interests, and even the same family have continued from century to century.  The residents of the village community did not care about the collapse and division of the dynasty. As long as the life inside their little shell did not change, they did not care which ruler the village community returned to. Anyway, their internal economic life never changed.  .  The gentlemen remained the heads of the communes, the judges, and the tax collectors.  Don't know if I'm right?  "
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