Chapter 1147 Impure straight lines

  On the map of North America, the national boundary between the United States and Canada is a straight line, and the state boundaries are almost straight, and some state boundaries are directly divided by longitude and latitude.

  This is completely different from the way that mountains and rivers are the borders on the Eurasian continent.

  The Americans’ handling of "problems" is so simple and rude, and even the ceasefire line on the Korean peninsula is stipulated in this way.

  In the second half of the 18th century, the French were very obsessed with straight lines. Officials in charge of planning took it for granted that the distance of straight lines was the shortest.

  Britain and France have been in a secret contest, whether in the New World or in Europe, they are competing for a faster growth in trade.

  And saving transportation time is undoubtedly a way to save costs and increase their competitiveness.

  This kind of beautiful idea encountered many problems in the process of practice. Officials drew a straight line on the map, and regardless of whether they would encounter ditches or private houses, anyway, as long as they hinder road construction, they will all be demolished.

  Demolition of someone else’s house must of course be compensated, but not everyone can get it. After the end of the Great Revolution, the new government that took over found that many people had not paid land compensation.

  Through this incident, people have learned a truth: when the public interest needs to destroy personal interests, personal interests are insignificant.

  People keep this in mind and apply it to others for their own benefit.

In the past, every diocese set up a charitable foundation to provide relief to residents on designated occasions in accordance with the creator’s intentions. Balzac’s description of Seine in France has such a small town with a magnificent hospice for the elderly and mentally ill. .

  The saltpetre storehouse in Paris is the alias of the women's hospice. In addition to receiving elderly women, it also accommodates women with "mental illness".

  No matter how beautiful the girl is, she basically can only go to that kind of place if she has syphilis. If syphilis invades the brain, then he or she also looks mad.

  The La Traviata described by Alexandre Dumas has tuberculosis, which is a more "beautiful" way of death. This degenerate woman has a large number of followers and countless lovers. She is always ready to spend a lot of money for her when she is still healthy, and when she gets sick, she runs away.

  But she is still much better than Fantine described by Victor Hugo. Amorous and naive, she truly loves a college student and promises her.

  It's a pity that this "student" is a frivolous man who acted on the spot. He pretended to be false to her, and soon left her, and finally fell to the point where he wanted to sell his hair and teeth.

  A lively young girl has become desperate and dying. The society not only does not sympathize with her, but also suffers from discrimination.

  This is the case in the cold capitalist world. If the Earl of Mount Keto did not discover the wealth, he would still be impoverished and had to return to human society, and he would still be unable to complete his legendary revenge.

  The same money that was used as relief funds was also misappropriated by the administrators. In the story of Orphans in Fog Twist, Oliver was not only not properly cared for in the hospice, but was also coerced into child labor. These children who are in the developmental stage are insecure and can't afford to eat all day long, but the stewards are full of brains and live like "decent people."

  They will only deal with it when the check-up arrives, and wipe the faces of the orphans who have not had a bath for a long time to make them look cleaner.

Saltpeter can be used to make ice. In the eyes of "gentlemen", spirits and ice cubes represent "civilization".

  Sometimes just chatting and drinking is very boring. Inviting two or three social stars to come can not only enliven the atmosphere, but also be pleasing to the eye.

  This is an era in which the goddess of love favors handsome and wealthy gods. As long as there is a "diamond", you can easily get the heart of a lady. Why bother to die like a fool?

  In the end, the La Traviata is left with countless jewels, each of which has a different initial letter of the person’s name. Dumas is full of infinite sympathy for the girl.

  But she was indeed much luckier than Fantine. She didn't even have a diamond ring to accompany the college student. She could only **** her hair and teeth.

  Human dignity, love, and justice all become irrelevant in the face of money.

  The nobles despise businessmen and feel that it is lowly to engage in business. This kind of thinking makes them unwilling to engage in business, and they have such a large expenditure to maintain a luxurious life. Some nobles do not put down their shelves and marry rich and wealthy businessmen.

Rose and Karl of the Titanic are such a combination. The British aristocracy is actually more proud than the French aristocracy, but the British know how to "compromise" when faced with some sharp problems. This allows the aristocracy and the constitutional monarchy to be maintained, unlike France. The whole is subverted.

  In a country with money and power, the importance of a person is somewhat related to the wealth he has. Therefore, people in the upper class are worried all day, worrying that if they lose their money, they will fall from the cloud.

  The reason gold prospectors can’t wait to leave Europe may be that they are fed up with the “etiquette” of touching the brim of their hat before speaking, and the privileges of the nobles.

  When they arrive in the New World, they can live "roughly", and even if they can't find gold, they can become their own masters.

  Money can bring power in addition to pleasure. The privileges of the nobility allow them to directly participate in politics, instead of secretly manipulating the government by operating money like financiers and bankers.

  The nobles on the eve of the French Revolution gave up both the direct power to participate in politics and the indirect power of money.

  They have the territory left by their ancestors to sell, and with the money they can talk to writers and musicians in the salon and enjoy rich spiritual civilization and enjoyment.

  The French aristocracy respected the writers and gave them material support. It was precisely because of this that many excellent works appeared in the French literary world during that time.

  These writers used their own pens to record the customs of the French at that time, and used their own imagination to write fascinating stories. They replaced the alchemists and astrologers and became the guests of the nobles.

  It is difficult for the British to understand what the third level of France is, because the third level is mixed with fallen aristocrats and wealthy businessmen.

  Aristocratic life requires financial support. If gold prospectors get rich, they also need commodities such as lace, cigars, and spirits.

  After the merchants have money, they will in turn ask the nobles to learn their lives, but the nobles have always been arrogant towards the merchants.

  A gold prospector came to the New World empty-handed. He would naturally need a pickaxe and a shovel to pan for gold. The merchant would still try his best to squeeze a profit of 6 cents from the meager income of 1 dollar.

  If being vegetarian can save costs, then the merchant who sells the pickaxe will become a vegetarian.

  How many gold prospectors from Europe to the New World? Is it millions or tens of millions? If every gold prospector buys a crane-billed pick from his hand, 10,000 picks can earn 600, and 1 million picks 60,000.

  The businessman is calculating these things in his head, not knowing that he has become the boss in the Christmas carol who is reluctant to add a piece of coal to his staff in his office.

  His nephew invited him to the Christmas Eve party, but he thought that his nephew was to take advantage of him and would inherit his inheritance in the future.

  The people of the parish asked him to give a little Christmas dinner for the poor, but he ruthlessly refused.

  Rich and indifferent, selfish miser, who even beggars are unwilling to ask him, met three Christmas elves on Christmas Eve. They let him see his past, present, and future.

  The employee with a poor salary, although there are no gifts and no turkey on Christmas, the faces of their family are full of happy smiles.

  The spirit of the future allows the miser to see the loneliness that he has no relatives or friends to visit.

  Even his servant stole his things and still slandered him behind his back.

  In the story, the miser, after experiencing that wonderful night, his inherent coldness and selfishness quickly collapsed, and he became a charitable person from then on.

  But people who are selfish enough to use the selflessness of others to profit for themselves, will they wake up?

   "You want me to drink this?" Pomona looked at the dark potion in Severus's hand.

  She had seen him use that "little magic wand" to play with the nest of tree monkey frog tadpoles. He also prepared some mulberries, which she thought he used to feed the tadpoles.

  "This is not for drinking. Put it on your head." Severus said, "It can dye your hair black."

   "No!" Pomona ran behind the sofa and confronted him across the sofa, violently rejecting "Never!"

   "Otherwise you put on a wig..."

   "Why should I disguise my hair too!" Pomona interrupted him.

   "Because, your hair is so conspicuous." Severus gritted his teeth and said, "There are many velas in France."

   "My hair is not like hibiscus!"

  Pomona looked at her wing-like hair, Lotus's hair was like a cloud, which would blow without wind.

   "Your hair color is silver gray."

   "I can wear a hat!"

   "Do you want to wear that patchy witch hat to visit the Champs Elysées? You are determined to cause trouble for yourself, right?"

  Pomona looked at Severus sympathetically.

  "How bad is your taste in fashion!" Pomona took out her witch hat and turned it into a wide-brimmed hat, just like the hat that Rose wore when she boarded the ship.

   "You can wear your hat after applying these potions." Severus said blankly.

   "I don't put the corpse of the worm on my hair!" Pomona stuck out her tongue in disgust, "It's disgusting."

   "Don't let me say the third time!" He tried to get around the sofa and catch her.

   "No!" Pomona immediately escaped his capture like a rabbit.

  Human potential is really endless, she can be so flexible.

  Severus seemed to be mad.

  He pointed his wand at the sofa, letting the blanket on it wrap her arms and hands, and when she was about to cut it open with a cutting spell, Severus caught her.

   "No!" she wailed miserably.

  Felix looked at the situation inside, and withdrew his head wittily.

   "The wizard is terrible." He shook his head and whispered, trotting away from the "battlefield".

  (End of this chapter)