Anti-Qing: Starting from the Jintian Uprising

Chapter 375 Borrowing a Knife and Conflict
Dave sneered when he heard this.

"is it?"

"But as far as I know, Britain and France have reached a consensus and remained silent when the Tang Kingdom put pressure on us and Spain."

"It is clear that our British allies have betrayed us again!"

"Also, the fighting has already started in Crimea. I don't think the British will allocate troops to help us defend Batavia while they are at war with Tsarist Russia in Crimea."

"To sum up, I don't know how Colonel Simon came to the conclusion that Britain and France would stand on our side and help us deal with the pressure from Tang Country."

Simon's expression froze when he heard this.

I wanted to refute, but I didn't know what to say.

Because he understood that what Dave said was right.

Judging from the current situation, Britain and France have indeed betrayed them again!
As soon as Dave said this, the entire conference room fell silent again.

Their gazes crossed, filled with complexity.

Suddenly, Oliver, the chief of the Batavia Police Department, made a suggestion.

"Gentlemen, I have a solution that may help us share the pressure from the Tang Kingdom."

Governor Alfonso looked at Oliver and asked.

"Oliver, please speak your mind!"

Oliver looked around and then spoke.

"Gentlemen, I think we might be able to make use of the power of those natives."

"We can find ways to catalyze and stimulate conflicts between the Tang people and the natives, and guide the natives to besiege the Tang Concession, or even break into the Tang Concession and kill all the Tang people in the concession."

"In this way, the Tang Kingdom will definitely shift its attention from our Governor's Office to those natives."

"Even, the Tang Kingdom had to borrow our strength to retaliate against the natives."

"In this way, the crisis Batavia is currently facing will naturally be alleviated."

"To use an old Chinese saying, this is called killing someone with a borrowed knife."

Everyone couldn't help but brighten their eyes when they heard this.

This makes sense!

The Tang Dynasty pressed forward on Batavia step by step, and the Governor's Office was helpless.

Let alone use force to intensify the conflict!
However, if we don’t dare to intensify the conflict, we can divert it!
Those natives are really a very good choice.

As for whether those natives dare to offend the Tang Dynasty?
Haha, those natives are brainless.

As long as the Dutch made a little instigation, promised them huge profits, and hinted that after they took action, the Netherlands would provide them with security guarantees and resist the pressure from the Tang Dynasty.

Those natives will definitely get it!
Governor Alfonso took a deep breath, stared at Oliver with burning eyes, and then said.

"Mr. Oliver, since you are the one who brought this up."

"Then I'll leave it to you to do it."

"I believe you will carry out this mission perfectly."

"The safety of Batavia is now in your hands."

Oliver nodded.

"Don't worry, Governor. Oliver will handle this matter properly."

As for how to provoke the natives to attack the Tang people?

This is even less of a problem.

It’s not like the Dutch haven’t done this before!

Very familiar!

……

Batavia, Tang Concession!

There are bustling construction sites everywhere in the concession.

Many buildings on both sides of the street are under renovation.

These buildings have a very obvious feature, that is, their architectural style is a typical mix of Chinese and Western styles.

On a street adjacent to the concession, a group of people gathered together, dancing dragons and lions, and beating gongs and drums, making it quite lively.

There was a red silk ribbon hanging on the door of a restaurant, obviously it was opening today.

On the sign of the restaurant, there are three big characters: [Guangweilou].

This is a restaurant specializing in Cantonese cuisine.

The boss, Lin Guangfa, is from Guangdong and has only recently come to Southeast Asia from Datang to make a living.

After arriving in Batavia, he bought a shop outside the concession and opened this restaurant.

Lin Guangfa, wearing a silk suit, stood outside the restaurant with a rosy face, greeting each guest warmly.

"Master Zhang, long time no see, welcome, welcome."

"Manager Zhou, come in, come in, come in."

"Oh, isn't this Director Tang? The private room on the second floor is ready for you. Please come in."

"..."

Director Tang heard this and said with a smile.

"Boss Lin's Cantonese Restaurant is finally open."

"When Tang misses the taste of his hometown again, he will have a place to go."

Lin Guangfa still had a smile on his face.

"Haha, Director Tang, don't worry, you can come anytime, the private room will be ready for you at any time."

Director Tang’s original name was Tang Shouyi. He was the deputy director of the Commercial Department of the Borneo Special Economic Development Zone.

In the small and small Tang Concession, he is considered to have a say.

Tang Shouyi and Lin Guangfa are from the same hometown. Tang Shouyi put a lot of effort into opening Lin Guangfa's restaurant.

Tang Shouyi laughed when he heard this.

"Old Lin is thoughtful." As he spoke, Tang Shouyi walked into the restaurant.

Soon, all the guests for the restaurant's opening party arrived.

Lin Guangfa arrived at the door of the restaurant, clasped his fists happily to thank the guests for their visit, and immediately gave orders to serve the meal.

He owns a restaurant. For a restaurant, the most important thing is not how moving the owner's speech is.

But the food has to be delicious!
As long as the food is delicious, all other problems are minor.

Soon, the waiters brought out representative Cantonese dishes such as white-cut chicken, roast suckling pig, braised pigeon, Wenchang chicken, etc. and served them to the guests.

The guests started eating and praised the dishes highly.

Of course, it’s not that these dishes are so amazing. The dishes prepared by the chef hired by Lin Guangfa are just average.

However, most of these guests are from Guangdong. They have been away from home for a long time and miss everything about their hometown. They naturally have a filter for hometown food.

So, although the dishes were just ordinary ones, in the eyes of these guests, they were delicious and everyone enjoyed the meal.

Lin Guangfa went up to the second floor with a glass of wine and began to toast the guests in the private room one by one.

"How is it? Are the dishes fresh? The chickens, ducks, fish, and even pigs were all killed today."

"Everyone eat well and drink well..."

In response to Lin Guangfa's toast, the guests were very polite and praised the dishes again and again.

"Not bad, not bad, this soup is really delicious!"

“The chicken and duck are also delicious.”

"Boss Lin has found a good cook. I guess I'll have to come and bother him more often in the future."

"..."

For a moment, the atmosphere was quite lively.

Just at this moment, there was a loud noise downstairs.

Lin Guangfa frowned subconsciously, apologized to the guests, then turned around and went downstairs to check.

However, as soon as he reached the first floor, he saw that it was in chaos.

In the lobby of the restaurant, a group of dark-skinned natives wearing short clothes were smashing things.

The restaurant waiter was confronting him.

Seeing this scene, Lin Guangfa's eyes instantly turned red.

His restaurant had only just opened for the first day, how could it be ruined by these natives?

He immediately shouted.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

As he spoke, Lin Guangfa smashed the wine glass in his hand at one of the leading natives.

With a bang, the wine glass fell at the native's feet.

It attracted the attention of the natives.

Upon seeing this, the leading native immediately turned around, pointed at Lin Guangfa's nose, and spoke in stuttering Chinese.

"You pagans are eating pork on God's land. According to the Shariah, you all should go to Hell."

Most of these natives were workers employed in the Tang Concession.

The Tang Dynasty established a concession in Batavia, but a concession alone would not be enough without people to build it.

Therefore, they hired a group of local natives to help repair houses and do some hard labor.

These natives had just received their wages today and wanted to come out to eat something.

I came here because I saw a new restaurant opened here.

But as soon as I entered the restaurant, I saw a roasted suckling pig on almost every table.

In an instant, these natives who believed in a certain religion exploded and clashed with the guests and waiters in the restaurant.

Upon hearing this, Lin Guangfa also laughed out of anger.

"Whether I eat pork or not is none of your business!"

"If you don't want to eat, just take care of yourself. Who cares about me?"

"This is the Tang Concession. It's our Tang land. There is no law in our Tang that forbids our people from eating pork."

"Can your bullshit teachings be greater than the laws of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Damn it, I'm so unlucky today, meeting a bunch of lunatics like you."

"Get out of here right now while I'm in a good mood. Otherwise, I'll make sure you pay the price."

Lin Guangfa was very angry now, but today was the day his restaurant was newly opened, so he had no intention of arguing with the natives in front of him.

Just tell them to get out immediately and stop causing trouble!
Under normal circumstances, Lin Guangfa would not be so easy to talk to.

Well, these days, there is no Chinese who is easy to get along with who can leave their homeland and come to Southeast Asia to work hard.

An honest person would not easily leave home to go to Southeast Asia!

When Lin Guangfa was in his hometown, he was a well-known rogue in the surrounding area.

If he had not offended someone at home, he would not have gone to Southeast Asia.

When the native Songchai on the opposite side heard this, he spoke angrily.

"You damn pagan, you are blaspheming our faith!"

"God will never let you go!"

Lin Guangfa's face became more and more impatient, and he just waved his hand and asked the waiters in the restaurant to kick the people out.

Several natives were obviously still unconvinced, and the conflict broke out again with pushing and shoving.

The guys got into a fight with the natives who came to cause trouble.

In the chaos, a guy was punched several times in a row, and blood immediately gushed out of his face and his nose was bleeding.

The guy punched back again, and the two sides continued to fight. Finally, he lost his mind, picked up a bench, and hit one of the natives on the head with a bang.

In an instant, the native who was photographed had a bloody head and fell limply to the ground.

(End of this chapter)