New Ming Empire mixed in America

Just when Li Mingqi hadn't figured out how to deal with those white-skinned workers who were engaged in collusion.

As evening approached, Joyce came to see Li Mingqi angrily.

"Generous Li, why didn't you agree to my normal request? Those poor workers just want to get a little bit of meat."

"Your compatriots can eat one chicken drumstick every meal, and two taels of fat meat every three days. Why can't other workers eat more meat?"

Joyce seemed to have come prepared. As soon as he saw Li Mingqi, he started talking non-stop.

But Li Mingqi didn’t accept his trick:

"Joyce, let me ask you, can those workers have enough to eat?"

When these words were spoken, the indignation on Joyce's face froze, and he could only say dryly:

"You can eat enough, but those..."

“No buts!”

Li Mingqi interrupted him and scolded him sternly:

"On the entire West Coast and even in the entire United States, the treatment I give can be said to be the best. I generously provide three meals to the workers, remember, three meals!"

Li Mingqi's voice gradually became louder, making Joyce blush and lower her head.

"Not only did I keep these workers well fed, but I also gave them a meal of meat every three days. Joyce, tell me, have I fulfilled the conditions I promised?"

This time, Joyce replied in a very low voice:

"You...you are right, I do have a meal of beef every three days..."

"beef?!!!"

Li Mingqi's voice suddenly rose in pitch, and then he felt something was wrong.

But looking at Joyce's speechless look, he assumed that the other party didn't feel anything strange before continuing:

"I think I did the best. I not only provided gloves to the workers. When the workers were sick, I also invited the best doctors in San Francisco to perform bloodletting treatment on them."

"You know, even if my compatriots were sick, I didn't ask a doctor to do bloodletting treatment for them!"

Of course, they were all minor illnesses such as colds and fevers. Li Mingqi just took out some common medicines that every family in his previous life would have prepared and solved them.

People in this era do not have much resistance to drugs, and viruses are very simple. Only a small dose is needed to make a person active again.

Moreover, the Chinese construction sites are separated from those of foreigners, firstly to prevent unnecessary conflicts. You must know that those white-skinned workers have criminal records.

The second is to prevent possible disease transmission, not in the same construction site or in the same canteen.

In addition, since the establishment of grocery stores, the Chinese people have to buy and drink whatever they want at home.

After all, in the eyes of the Chinese, the price of a glass of Flaming Lips in a pub is enough to buy a bottle of Lao Baigan and drink it at home for two days.

Even in this way, the risk of infection cannot be completely avoided, so Li Mingqi also enforced the "shower after work" rule.

And the drinking water was uniformly disinfected with bleaching powder before it was supplied to the Chinese.

As for white people? Well...we have to respect their cultural tradition of drinking raw water.

Li Mingqi looked at Joyce who was standing there uneasily, and said as if unintentionally:

"Joyce, I respect your behavior of seeking welfare for workers. But please remember, seeking welfare is not excessive demands."

"I heard that someone among the workers proposed setting up a workers' association? I think this kind of association that is not conducive to unity and its members are not suitable to work here."

When Joyce heard that Li Mingqi wanted to expel all workers participating in the association, he quickly advised:

"Generous Li, you know that those workers are relatively ignorant. They are just idiots who were taken advantage of by people with good intentions. Why don't you forgive them once? In that case, I think even the Pope will praise your kindness."

Hearing the last sentence, Li Mingqi couldn't help but sneer.

The Pope? The leader of the cult who exists by selling indulgences to suck the blood of his followers?

Who cares what he thinks?

After you confess the sins you have committed to the bishop, they will write it down in a small book for you later, so that you can take it out and threaten you when they need you, haha.

But there are still so many people, especially those in high positions, who believe this.

In this comparison, the Chinese gods are better. You can worship whichever one you use, and you don’t have to go out of your way to worship it if you don’t need it.

As for those people in later generations who seek marriage from monks... I can only say that brains are a good thing.

Li Mingqi was very suspicious that this kind of person would go to the temple to ask for this. Would the Buddha on the altar think that this was a provocation to him?

Thinking of this, Li Mingqi made a note of the issue of faith in his mind, and he must resolve it first when he has the opportunity.

In this era, the issue of faith is not a trivial matter. We cannot let them be brainwashed by cults. Help them do the most unscrupulous things in future generations.

…

(No, my hands are shaking with anger. What a bastard! Fuck you!)

Taking a deep breath, Li Mingqi said to Joyce: "Since they are being taken advantage of, they must be prepared to be punished."

"Joyce, you can seek welfare for the workers, but you must seek it reasonably and not just ask for it."

"Last time, the workers said that working for 16 hours was too tiring. In the end, I was kind enough to include meal time within 16 hours."

"But now you are asking for enjoyment again. Will you ask for more in the future?"

"Joyce, you should not only consider the interests of the workers, but also consider me as the employer. Without me, what will become of these workers, I don't need to say more, right?"

"Okay, you should know what to do next. You must not let those cancerous tumors waiting to die enjoy the benefits I provide in peace!"

After fooling Joyce away with a bunch of lies, Li Mingqi called Liu Youcai over again:

"Old Liu, I heard that the white-skinned workers are now fed beef?"

Liu Youcai nodded and said: "It's beef. Because of the large number of bison migrating here, the price of beef in California is very cheap."

After asking about beef, Li Mingqi continued: "What about the staple food? Or steamed buns and black bread?"

Although he was very puzzled as to why Long Live Master was so concerned about the treatment of those foreign workers today, Liu Youcai still replied:

"Steamed buns in the morning, and black bread at noon and evening."

After listening to this, Li Mingqi pondered for a long time and said:

"From now on, the steamed buns are cancelled, and I will give you a very nutritious new food. From now on, you can eat black bread for breakfast and dinner, and this new food for lunch."

With that said, Li Mingqi walked into the bedroom and took out two pieces of food.

One is a woven bag with a pig's head painted on it, and the other is an iron can with a cat's head printed on it.

"This is the new food I was talking about. It's called Zhuerjian...ahem, it's a new cereal. It's very healthy to eat."

"You can give it to the white-skin workers to drink with hot water, or you can add water to make a paste and steam it like steamed buns."

Handing the woven bag with a pig's head printed on it to Liu Youcai, Li Mingqi taught him how to eat it.

After listening to this, Liu Youcai asked leisurely: "Long live Lord, does this food have any side effects? It would be difficult to eat a large number of people to death."

He glanced at Liu Youcai in surprise. Li Mingqi thought that Old Liu was still very spiritual.

"Don't worry, this food won't kill anyone. On the contrary, it can make those workers gain weight in a short period of time."

Li Mingqi is right, pig feed can indeed be eaten by humans, and it will also make people gain weight. The problem is that many additives, especially pharmaceutical additives, are not suitable for the human body.

As for whether there will be problems in the future when he gets old, that's not Li Mingqi's responsibility.

You gained weight from eating here, and only discovered the problem after a few years. Can you say that my food is bad?

'What? You also said it might be the food?'

'Let me ask you, have you gained weight after eating?'

'Since being fat, how can it be bad for the human body?'

Our Emperor is so kind and benevolent!