The words of my friend made President Hidalgo a little relaxed. Indeed, the cost invested by the French in him is no longer low. If they are really suppressed by the Spaniards, then the French investment will be in vain.

But after another thought, President Hidalgo thought of another serious problem.

"My friend, but if we get too much debt, after our independence, although there are no Spaniards to exploit us, we will continue to give the French people money every year because of this debt. This is not because we just squeezed Our Spaniards were overthrown, but have we replaced them with letting the French squeeze us? The old bad guys are gone, the new ones are here again, the generations are getting darker, but we Mexicans are still being harvested... "

"President, independence always has a price, everything has a price. You think, if we fight better and quickly defeat the Spanish invading army, we will have less debt. On the other hand, at least There is a chance of paying off these debts, and Spanish rule will never end."

"My friend, have you really seen anyone who has paid off the loan shark of Ligunli?"

"Um...Mr. President, I have really seen this," said Hidalgo’s friend Peria, a Portuguese businessman. "I have a friend named Mendoza who was ridiculous when he was young. He borrowed a loan shark. But in the end it paid off."

"Your friend, the family must be very rich? Or, once was very rich?" President Hidalgo asked.

"Well, Mr. Mendoza's family is indeed very rich, so after his father died and he inherited his father's estate, he sold a manor in the family and paid off the loan shark." Periya replied.

"You see, my friend, people are different from person to person. Your friend is a rich person, and ours in Mexico is a poor country." Hidalgo shook his head.

"No, Mexico is a rich country, but his richness has not yet been developed." Peria replied, "The Spanish only want to grab quick money in the simplest and most rude way. Life and death. They are even worried that if Mexico becomes prosperous, it will produce centrifugal force away from Spain. So you see, the Spanish have imposed various restrictions on the development of Mexico. The French will at least not worry about this, they too We will not oppose our own development of prosperity, because only when we develop prosperity can their investments make more money.

In addition, Mexico has a large territory, but those territories north of Mexico are sparsely populated and have limited meaning to Mexico, but the French are now constantly immigrating to the Americas. They need land. Moreover, they have railway technology, and they may use these land in the future. Therefore, they will definitely be willing to spend money for land. So if we can make up our minds, we can use these land as collateral, lend a large sum of money to the French in one breath, and then directly create a large army to quickly kill the Spanish. This may be the price we have to pay. It is the smallest. "

"Peria, aren't you teaching me how to betray my country?"

"Mr. President, this is America, not Europe. When it comes to the sale and purchase of territories, it is too common here. How can this be considered a traitor? Besides, the border of our northern part is inherently blurred. In addition, Mr. President , You need to know that the exchange between countries is essentially a transaction of national interests. Transaction is buying and selling, so selling the country, as long as it is not too cheap, as long as you don’t embezzle the price you bought, so what? Can you call it a traitor?"

"Peria, you are always good at finding good excuses for yourself." President Hidalgo shook his head, "But..."

The New World is too far away from Europe, so that the revolution on the New World has a very limited impact on the European continent. Although the Spanish sent as many as 30,000 expedition forces to the New World, even Spain’s own media is not special. Everyone’s attention was focused on London because something happened in London.

This incident was triggered by the Textile Workers Mutual Aid Association in London.

At the end of April, some business owners began to notice that the workers in their factories seemed to have joined an organization. At the beginning, the factory owners did not worry too much about this. It is very common for workers to organize gangs. This does not seem to be too worrying. Until one day, a man who claimed to be the representative of the London Textile Workers Mutual Aid Association knocked on the door of the textile factory owner Wren.

Mr. Wren is the owner of the largest Wren textile factory in London. His factory employs more than 3,000 workers and operates 24 hours a day. Every year, Mr. Wren can bring considerable income to him. Can buy a manor from a declining nobleman, and by the way also marry a young lady who has a noble surname, although not much money at home, and who is much younger than him, can be his daughter-in-law.

Mr. Lane doesn't usually stay in that manor. Although the place is very comfortable, it is still a bit far from the commercial center. So he usually lives in a building next to Hyde Park with his young wife, twenty servants, and more than ten bodyguards.

When the butler told him that the representatives of the "London Textile Workers Mutual Aid Society" asked to meet him, Mr. Wren was in his small living room listening to his wife read Shakespeare's "King Lear" to himself.

"Ah, how stupid is that old man, how can he be like this? You know, the most reliable thing in a person's life is his wealth, his money. His daughters, my God, why they call him kiss Dad, isn't it because he has money? Ah, wait and see, when he signs this word, his daughters will immediately sweep him out..." Renn was expressing this emotion, just watch To his housekeeper Phyllis stood cautiously at the door of the small living room.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Renne asked Phyllis the butler from the rocking chair.

"Yes, sir." Phyllis said with a very embarrassed air. "There are a few inferior people who claim to be representatives of the'London Textile Workers Mutual Aid Society', clamoring that they must see you."

"'London Textile Workers Mutual Aid Association'? What kind of **** is this?" Rennes said with a dismissive air, "Phyllis, you really let me down, you can't even get rid of such inferior goods?"

Renn's voice was not loud, but to Phyllis, it sounded like a thunder fell on his head. He paled, and replied in a trembling voice: "Master, I have already sent those people away, but they left you with a petition saying that they oppose your decision to lower your wages, and they are full of madness. But after all, it’s written to you, lord, so I don’t dare to deal with it privately..."

Hearing this answer, Renn was a little satisfied. Although this housekeeper was a little timid and stupid, he still knew how to measure. And as a housekeeper, being a little timid and a little stupid is actually not a problem.

"Bring that letter over and show it to me," Renn said.

So the butler carefully walked over and handed a letter to Rennes.

Rehn took the letter and read it. After reading it for a while, his eyebrows were erected.

"Haha, it's not bad!" Renn laughed, "A group of paupers, a group of social scums who rely on me to have food, actually want to negotiate terms with me? This kind of stuff, I let people blow on the street You can find thousands of such **** with just one whistle!"

While talking, Mr. Rehn stood up and said, "Melissa, you can get my coat for me. I'm going to the company."

The wife went and took his coat. While putting on his coat, Ren said to the butler: "Phyllis, you take my business card, go to the police station, find Chief Clark, and ask him to come to my house in the evening."

The butler responded and ran down to prepare a carriage for Renne.

Ryan got into the carriage and hurried to the company, called several managers of the company for a meeting, then went home and talked with the visiting Director Clark for another night...

Early the next morning, the workers still went to work in the factory according to their old habits, but when they arrived at the gate of the factory, they found a team of policemen standing there with live ammunition, and people from the factory guarding team were also guarding the door. We shouted, telling them that all the workers who put their fingerprints on the petition sent to Mr. Lane were all fired! Their work permits will be taken back.

In that petition, there were a total of 1,200 handprints pressed by the workers. In other words, Rennes fired 1,200 workers at once. This is almost one-third of all workers. But Rehn feels that this is not a problem at all. Nowadays, the market is full of unemployed people. The workers in the textile factory do not need too high skills, and they can recruit new people at any time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

According to a famous economist in later generations who did not know whether it was economics or ideological propaganda, he told everyone to be wary of any intervention in the free market, because if the market is not free, If the heretical practices of public ownership are implemented, the workers’ labor will have only one buyer, then they can squeeze the workers at will, and the workers embark on a “road to slavery”.

But in a free market, can workers not be enslaved because they have the right to freely choose? Haha, if this is the case, how can the average life expectancy of workers in British textile factories be lower than that of black slaves? No factory owner would be willing to give workers more wages, because that would increase their costs and cause them to be at a disadvantage in the competition. In a free market, capital is always scarce, and labor is always redundant. It seems that companies that can make Marvel movies are always scarce, and there are always more gunmen who can draw comics and write stories for Marvel, who have no rights. It is impossible for those expelled workers to find a more benevolent capitalist elsewhere. Because if there is a more benevolent capitalist in the world, he would have gone bankrupt in the competition because of cost issues.

So a worker representative stood up and called on all the workers to strike together. This time, the London Textile Workers Mutual Aid Association played a key role, and almost all the workers stayed outside the factory.