Chapter 678 A Happy New Life with a Girl (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

Japan, in fact, Britain thought too much. The Ming Dynasty had no intention of dividing Japan with Russia. They could have it all to themselves, so why should they divide it?

This is underestimating the ambition of the Ming Dynasty!

Emperor Zhu was obsessed with turning the Pacific Ocean into the Ming Ocean. Of course, that was ten, twenty, or even thirty years ago.

In fact, the people of the Ming Dynasty have deep feelings towards Japan.

Even in the Ming Dynasty, many people can speak a few words of Japanese, and there are definitely as many Ming people who can speak Japanese as those who can speak Spanish. Of course, Japanese is definitely not the official language in the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming Dynasty had only one official language, which was Chinese.

However, because there are nearly three million Hispanics and mixed-race people in the Ming Dynasty, Spanish is of course a common language. However, Spanish will eventually disappear from the Ming Dynasty. Of course, words like "wei le da" and "gou de mi" will definitely be integrated into the Ming Dynasty, just like many Ming Dynasty people have given their daughters names like Li Mali, Liang Nooni, and Song Anna in recent years, because their mothers are Hispanic or mixed-race.

The popularity of Japanese in Ming Dynasty is because there are more than 500,000 Japanese women living in Ming Dynasty, so Japanese is inevitably spread in Ming Dynasty. Of course, Japanese is only used in a limited range. After all, for those Japanese women, being able to speak fluent Chinese can keep them feeling superior in front of their fellow countrymen.

“Only country folks speak Japanese.”

This custom was formed after the first batch of Japanese women arrived, in order to distinguish themselves from later generations. A chain of contempt had long been formed among the Japanese women. Japanese women who married Ming people looked down on unmarried women, unmarried women looked down on those who did not speak Chinese fluently, and those who did not speak Chinese fluently looked down on those who spoke Japanese.

However, despite the fact that women actively tried to erase the traces of Japanese in the Ming Dynasty.

But as the saying goes, a goose leaves a trace when it passes by, and a wind leaves a sound when it passes by. Some things are instinctive, and words like "Yasasi", "Yamedie", "Kaimoji", "Shabisi" and the like have been more or less retained, and also have some special meanings.

After all, even KGB spies exposed their identities by speaking Russian in bed. When a young couple is living together and showing their true feelings, of course they will speak some Japanese. There are inevitably some good points in it. Only those who have used it know it.

Of course, the arrival of 500,000 men and women across the ocean did not bring an increase in the Ming Dynasty's bedside vocabulary, but rather an opportunity to reproduce and thrive in the New World.

In the early morning, the sunlight shone into the dormitory through the curtains behind the glass. The girls in the dormitory were still asleep. Meihui, who was sleeping on the upper bunk, opened her eyes wide and looked at the white ceiling. She heard the breathing of her roommates.

"Maybe, after today, I won't have to live in the dormitory anymore, and I'll have my own home..."

When she thought of this, her little face turned red with shame.

Today is her blind date day. If it is successful, she can marry a Ming Dynasty man. Then, her name will be crowned with his surname, and she will bear children for him. And she? Of course, she will be a real Ming Dynasty man.

Like many female workers in the factory, Meihui is also a Japanese woman. She was born in Makino Higashita Village, Kambara County, Echigo Province. When she was ten years old, she was sold to a "foreman" by her mother. Five years ago, she and many sisters sailed across the ocean to Daming and became contract workers in the factory. She was paid 4 yuan per month, of which 2 yuan went to the "contractor" - according to the contract, half of the salary for the first three years went to the "contractor" to deduct the ship fare and miscellaneous expenses. The so-called "miscellaneous expenses" were the expenses of the "contractor" when buying her.

There were no slaves in the Ming Dynasty, and of course human trafficking was prohibited. All the Japanese women came to the Ming Dynasty as "contract workers." Two years ago, Meihui was finally "free."

Now she can earn 8 yuan a month, and if overtime is included, she can earn 12 or 13 yuan a month. All this money is hers, and now she even has 300 yuan in the bank. This money is her dowry.

While she was thinking about this, the sky outside the window became brighter and brighter. When she heard the laughter of female workers in the dormitory corridor, Meihui got up hurriedly as if she had thought of something, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Today was the day of a blind date, so of course she had to dress up. She even bought a new dress for the blind date. She even bought some cosmetics and learned how to put on makeup from someone.

The reason why she takes it so seriously is that this matter concerns her lifelong happiness.

What is the biggest dream of all the contract women workers? Of course, it is to marry a Ming Dynasty man before the contract expires.

Only by marrying a Ming person could they continue to live in Ming. Otherwise, once the contract expired, they would most likely have to return to their country.

Go back to Japan?

Like everyone else, Meihui felt a deep-seated fear whenever she thought about returning to that impoverished land where people couldn't even get enough food to eat.

What can I do when I return to Japan?

Marry a man, then have children, and then sell the children to make a living?

So she had to stay in Ming Dynasty no matter what. Only by staying here could she continue to live a happy life.

If she wants to stay here, she needs a man from the Ming Dynasty willing to marry her.

On the way to the Happiness Palace in the city by tram, Meihui, who was dressed up carefully, would take out the dressing mirror from time to time to look at her face. Sometimes she would even look at the shadow of the car window to see if the skirt she had just bought was wrinkled. She seemed a little nervous along the way, fearing that she was not attractive enough.

When she arrived at the Palace of Happiness, which was usually a place for weddings, she stepped into the Palace of Happiness with a somewhat nervous mood. She knew that whether she could be happy depended on today.

"Miss, please register."

"Okay, my name is Meihui, this is my work permit, and this is my Chinese language proficiency test score report."

Although the blind dates in the Happiness Palace are specially prepared for He girls and Nanyang girls, you can't just come casually. One of the hard requirements is that you must pass the Chinese proficiency test, and the score must be at least D grade.

Of course, if they could meet Ming men outside of blind dates, they wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. But for most contract women, they simply had no chance to meet men outside, so blind dates became their only option.

The reason why they are required to pass the Chinese language proficiency test is actually to prevent these people from speaking their hometown language in the factory and to encourage them to learn Chinese as actively as possible.

Of course, this is a bit of a worry. After all, no matter where the contract women workers came from, they would take the initiative to learn Chinese, because being able to speak fluent Chinese is a symbol of identity and status. Only those country people who have just arrived can speak Japanese.

"It's actually Grade A."

The clerk in charge of registration deliberately looked up at the petite girl in front of him.

"No wonder you speak Chinese without an accent. Just based on this, you will definitely find your ideal husband."

"Thank you."

Meihui, with a smile on her face, bowed and thanked him quickly. She carefully put her labor certificate and transcript in her wallet, pinned a number plate on her shoulder with a pin, and then walked into the Palace of Happiness. To the sound of music, many men and women were standing in the hall. Like many girls, Meihui seemed a little nervous. She stood there a little at a loss, waiting.

What are you waiting for?

Of course, she is waiting for her ideal husband.

Who could it be?

Meihui looked at the man in the hall nervously. He seemed good, although he looked older, probably in his thirties, but he certainly wouldn't mind being too skinny.

Well, I am actually quite chubby, but this dress doesn't seem to show it off.

Which one?

He looked so handsome, he must look down on me. As expected, he went to find another woman.

Standing at the edge of the hall, Meihui looked at the men in the hall nervously and expectantly. Looking at the men and women talking and chatting in pairs, she felt a little jealous. Why didn't anyone choose her?

Is it because of my size?

As for girls, there are not many tall ones. For example, the one over there is shorter than me.

When Meihui was worried that men looked down on her, a man walked up to her. Was he looking at me?

Meihui, with a blushing face, suppressed her inner nervousness and raised her head to meet the man's gaze. When she realized that he was indeed looking at her, she spoke nervously for fear of missing the opportunity.

"Sir, my name is Meihui. I am a female worker at Zhenghua Cotton Mill. I can earn 12 yuan a month now. I have my own dowry. As long as you marry me, I will definitely serve your husband well and give birth to many children for you!"

After these words came out like a string of cannonballs, Meihui even wanted to die.

Oh my god, what am I talking about?

My God, he's going to laugh at me. What kind of woman says something like that right off the bat?

I must be crazy about wanting to get married.

Just as Meihui's neck turned red with shame, the man looked at her and said.

"Well, let's get married tomorrow. My name is Wu Degui and I work at Xinhe Farm."

(End of this chapter)