Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat

  Chapter 142 Immigrants Landing

   Just when Fang Lang had just finished the call and was about to relax on the sofa with a cup of coffee, there was a knock on the office door again.

   It seemed that he couldn't relax, and sighed helplessly, Fang Lang said, "Please come in!"

   I saw Qi Qingshan walking in with Xin Shiliang.

   "Boss, Mr. Xin handed over the labor statistics to me. I thought he was responsible for the details, so I brought him here to report to you."

   Fang Lang nodded to the two, pointed to the sofa in front of him and said:

   "Well! Come in and sit down! Does Mr. Xin drink coffee?"

  Xin Shiliang looked at the large office, the huge mahogany desk and the sofa, and now he knew that the young man in front of him was the supreme commander of the military base.

  At the same time, he also serves as the chief of the provincial military management committee, which is similar to the image of the warlord Zhang Dashuai in his impression.

   Therefore, when I saw Fang Lang again, it was obviously not as bright as last time, but a little cramped.

  Hearing Fang Lang's question, he quickly waved his hands and said:

   "Thank you sir, I won't drink."

   "That's right, I drink tea in my hometown, why don't we try Brazilian tea today."

  As an adjutant, Qi Qingshan, of course, started making tea immediately.

  Yes, Brazil also has a long history of tea plantation, and the source of tea is the hometown of Macau.

   It’s just that Brazil’s tea output is not as large as India’s. The main reason is that the Americas are the home of coffee, and people are more accustomed to drinking coffee.

  In fact, Fang Lang also likes to drink tea, but the original body has been living in America, and he has also developed the habit of drinking coffee, which prevents Fang Lang from picking up the habit of drinking Kung Fu tea in his previous life for a while.

  Watching Qi Qingshan make tea, Fang Lang suddenly had a special nostalgia for Kung Fu tea in his previous life.

   It seems that you have to find a way to get a set of exquisite Kung Fu tea set, and then choose a thick mahogany from the Amazon jungle to make an exquisite tea table.

  The best, there is a beautiful young lady next to her, a tea master, to perform exquisite tea art. The tea art here is literally tea art.

oops! Don't think about such a wonderful day.

   "If you want to talk about the craftsmanship of making tea, it still depends on the craftsmanship of your hometown in the south. Qingshan, you rough man makes tea without aesthetic feeling at all."

   Seeing Qi Qingshan making tea, Fang Lang said with a look of disgust.

   Fortunately, Qi Qingshan and Fang Lang are very familiar with each other, so they just smiled and didn't say much.

  Xin Shiliang on the side relaxed a little, and said:

   "Kungfu tea in the south is indeed a must, which is very pleasing to the eye. The chief is a person who really understands tea."

   "Oh! Mr. Xin has also seen Kung Fu tea?"

   "When I was an assistant in a food factory, I had contact with customers in the south and met them twice."

   "It's a pity that there are no tea masters in Brazil. In the future, if you have the opportunity to invite tea masters from the south, you must invite Mr. Xin to make a joint evaluation."

   "Sir, you are too polite. It is Shiliang's honor to have such an opportunity."

   "It's an honor or not. We are all compatriots, so don't treat outsiders like this. Come on, let's make up for it today and try the taste of Brazilian tea."

   As Fang Lang said, he signaled Xin Shiliang to drink tea, and he also picked up the teacup and took a sip, which barely tasted like tea.

  Unfortunately, the taste of the tea under Fang Lang's influence is still somewhat different.

  Xin Shiliang didn't dare to really relax and savor it carefully, he just took a sip and put down the teacup.

  Fang Lang put down his teacup and started chatting about business:

   "Mr. Xin, how many people have you counted?"

  Hearing Fang Lang started to ask about business, Xin Shiliang quickly sat up straight, took out a small notebook and said:

   "Sir, the total population is 2,130, including 1,800 males and 330 females. Among them, there are 350 ordinary workers.

There were 870 farmers, 420 people with their own crafts, 300 soldiers, 20 policemen, 16 teachers, 101 businessmen, 42 company employees, Eleven others had worked as government clerks. "

   "Oh! So where do you put yourself in?"

  Obviously, Xin Shiliang put his heart into classifying all the people according to their jobs. He just didn't know what category he would be classified into if he had experience in government work and management.

  Hearing Fang Lang's question, Xin Shiliang smiled embarrassedly and said:

   "Well, Shiliang worked as a small director in the city hall for a while, so I classified myself as a government clerk."

   "Oh! So Mr. Xin wants to continue to engage in related work?"

   "Ah! This, Shiliang didn't think about this problem, mainly because I personally felt that I didn't do well when I was working as an assistant, so I did it"

   "Hmm! I see what you mean! Is there anyone here who wants to start their own business!"

   "Everyone is not familiar with the place of life and the language. Therefore, there is no idea in this regard for the time being."

   After understanding the general situation, Fang Lang said to Qi Qingshan again:

   "Well, that's right! Gyeongsan, you first find some Portuguese-speaking people from Sao Paulo, and make sure that everyone can communicate in a simple language.

  After the equipment of the textile factory arrives, let them act as translators first, and build our textile factory as soon as possible.

  How did the doctor's examination go? "

  Hearing Fang Lang asking about the physical condition of the workers, Qi Qingshan smiled and said:

   "Boss, everyone is in good health, mainly because they have been engaged in high-intensity labor for a long time, and their nutrition cannot keep up. They are all malnourished, and their bodies are extremely overdrawn.

  The doctor means that after a month or so of training, it will return to normal. "

   "That's good. Mr. Xin, since you have been the director of the office, you will be responsible for assisting Qingshan to manage everyone during this period. Is there any problem?"

   "Please rest assured, sir, it is our duty."

   "Well! Very good. Then you go down first!"

  Early the next morning, the huge fleet from Japan finally arrived at the Natal Naval Base. Watching warships sailing into the military port one by one, Fang Lang felt full of strength.

  The arrival of this huge fleet also deeply shocked the people of Natal.

   It's not that the residents of Natal haven't seen a huge naval fleet. During the war, Natal has been stationed with a huge US fleet.

   But those are American fleets, and it is indeed Brazil's own fleet that is docking here now.

  Suddenly, the sea in the distance was surrounded by crowds of onlookers.

   With the return of the naval fleet, the naval base, which had always seemed very empty, finally began to gain popularity.

   There were also two immigrant ships arriving with the fleet. Originally, Fang Lang thought it would be good if one ship could hold five hundred people.

   As a result, the immigrant team was too large. Fang Xinshui directly ordered the crew to remodel the cabins of the ships, and each ship insisted on transporting more than 1,200 immigrants.

   These two thousand four hundred immigrants were able to carry on some simple Portuguese conversations after nearly a month of study on board.

  With the help of the personnel who came with the ship to manage the immigrants, Fang Lang arranged all the farmers' immigrants to the farm that had just been taken over from the Yakubu family.

  The farms with more than 5,800 hectares are mostly located in low-altitude areas, mainly growing sugar cane and rice.

  Fang Lang took great pains so that these farmers could take root in Natal.

   Instead of adopting the method of large farms in Brazil to resettle farmers, they signed land purchase contracts directly with farmers.

  All farmers buy land with loans from immigration companies according to their own wishes. Of course, the price of the land is lower than the Brazilian land price, and after adding interest, it is equal to the Brazilian land price.

  Based on Brazil's vast land and sparse population, the land price is of course very cheap, which makes all the farmers ecstatic.

  Zhou Changlin was born as a farmer in Fujian Province. Unlike most of the immigrants who were sold, he was an immigrant who voluntarily applied to join.

  Fujian Province has many mountains and few people. Zhou Changlin's family is a farmer in the mountains. In order to be able to grow food, his hometown has cultivated a large area of ​​terraced fields on the hillside.

  But there are too many people in the family, and the output of the terraced fields alone cannot support the family.

  Before the war was over, he heard in the town that people from an immigration company came to recruit immigrants to go to Brazil, where there were as few people as possible to plant as much land as he wanted.

   Moreover, there are local Chinese forces protecting them, so there is no need to worry about being bullied.

  People from Fujian Province have always had the character of daring to venture and fight. They sold the land of their family in a flash of brains, moved to Shanghai, and boarded a ship to immigrate to Brazil.

   When I got on the boat, I found out that many of them were not voluntary immigrants, but were sold as piglets.

   This made him flustered, but fortunately the trainer appeared in time to dispel his worries.

  Originally, when the trainer told him that he could sign a loan purchase contract with the immigration company, he still had some scruples, fearing that it would be usury.

   When I got the contract and saw the price of the land, I couldn't believe my eyes.

  In my hometown, I can only buy one mu of farmland at the price, but here I can buy ten mu. Even if the interest on the loan is converted, the price of one mu of land at my hometown can buy eight mu here.

   Then there is nothing to say. I looked at my wife and three children beside me. Although the oldest child is only fifteen years old and the youngest is only ten years old, they are all able to work in the fields.

  Thinking that the children will grow up and start a family in the future, Xin Yiheng directly bought 50 acres of farmland with a loan.

  When he came to the farmland he bought in the truck of the immigration company, he was simply crazy.

  Because, in addition to being all good paddy fields, the fields are now planted with rice.

  The contract stipulated that from this moment on, the land belonged to their family.

  At this time, he finally believed what the trainer said, and it turned out that the immigration company was really thinking of them.

  Mr. Fang sold such a good field of his own to them at such a low price, so there is nothing to say.

  The money to buy the prosperous rice growing in the 50 acres of rice fields is enough to pay off half of the loan!

   "Master, this field has already grown something!"

  Obviously, the wife next to her hadn't realized what was going on and asked in confusion.

   "You stupid woman, Mr. Fang is taking care of us! The crops in these fields are ours, and we can pay back half of the loan once we sell them."

   "What? Isn't Mr. Fang stupid!"

  Hearing what his mother-in-law said, Zhou Changlin was so angry that he slapped his mother-in-law on the back of the head and said:

   "You are so stupid! This is Mr. Fang taking care of our compatriots. Didn't Mr. Mr. say that this is a tropical place? There is no winter at all, and three seasons of rice can be planted in a year.

   We can pay off the loan in one year and still have a balance. Damn, our good days are coming. "

  (end of this chapter)