Greece’s Roman Road - Chapter 300

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Inside the taxi, in the back seat, Kalia leaned forward, stretched her head, held the window with both hands, her eyes were wide open, and she watched the scene outside the car through the glass. .

At that time, the Kalia family, Greeks living in Bulgaria, went south when they fled.

Because the pastor of the village church once passed the news to them: the Greek kingdom in the south is not only a country controlled by the Greeks, no one is bullying and oppressing them, but also the economy is prosperous and the people are rich.

Everyone didn’t care at first. After all, since the fall of the Ottoman Empire and into the 18th century, the Balkans were either fighting or preparing for war. Under the ravages of frequent wars, a large amount of wealth was recruited by the authorities and used for war consumption.

Being poor is the norm in the Balkans.

When the Ottoman Empire took control of the situation, Greeks like Kalia and the others settled in villages, and because they were Christians, they had to bear heavier tax obligations.

According to Ottoman law, Christians pay more tax than ysl.

Later the Bulgarians took control of Eastern Rumelia, and although they were all Orthodox Christians, they spoke Greek.

Relations with the Slavic-speaking Bulgarians are still at odds, they are discriminated against in terms of political rights, and they still have to pay more in taxes financially.

Anyway, the Greeks have become accustomed to this inferior situation, and they just live on.

But in 1913 war broke out between Greece and Bulgaria, and for Kalia, Bulgarians and Greeks became hostile.

The Greeks living in the Bulgarian-controlled area suffered again. The Bulgarian army attacked the Greek-controlled Macedonia on the battlefield. In the Bulgarian-controlled area, the Bulgarians also began to retaliate against the Greeks living in the territory.

Village buildings inhabited by Greeks were burnt down, farmland was seized, and local Bulgarians were killed and injured if they resisted.

Because of Bulgaria’s defeat, the Greeks became the object of everyone’s anger.

In order to prepare for the war, the Bulgarian authorities not only increased taxes in the country before the war, but also borrowed a lot of loans from Austria-Hungary and Germany.

Now that the Bulgarian army has been defeated, the finances of the Royal Bulgarian Government are even worse. It not only pays the war reparations to Greece, but also repays the foreign debts that are due. The country’s battered army also urgently needs a lot of money for reconstruction.

Greeks like Kalia couldn’t stand the harsh social environment, so they had to flee to the rumored Greeks’ own country.

Despite the twists and turns, the family finally came to the coastal town of Kavala

, the Greek authorities did take good care of the Greeks who defected abroad, but the Kalia family did not feel that Greece was rich.

The small town of Kavala is dilapidated and small, with a sparse population, and the people are equally poor. Apart from the fact that the authorities will not levy taxes indiscriminately, Kalia has not noticed that the so-called southern Greeks preached by the priest have high incomes and rich people.

Kalia also thought that the priest couldn’t bear to see them being bullied and encouraged them to move south, so she told some white lies.

This is actually not surprising, Kavala was still under Bulgarian control a few months ago, Kavala is in the war zone, has just experienced a wave of war, and the Greeks have just taken control.

The local Greek government has just been established, and the situation has not yet completely stabilized, so naturally there will be no prosperity.

And now I came to Thessaloniki and saw the Thessaloniki Industrial Zone

On the flat and wide asphalt road, there are often sedans (actually T-cars) and tall trucks loaded with cargo, the bustling off-duty workers on both sides of the road, the dazzling array of commodities in the commercial district, and the endless stream of goods. Absolute shoppers, these sights, in Kalia’s memory, are actually remote and poor, and the inland Eastern Rumelia has never witnessed sights.

Only then did Kalia realize that the priest was not lying, and that Greece in the south was indeed a prosperous and prosperous country.

Even the strong contrast between the two gave Kalia an unreal hallucination.

“Unbelievable, this is really a bustling city,” Kalia muttered to herself.

Yakov, who was also sitting in the back seat, was closing his eyes to rest when he heard the ravings of the woman in the seat next to him. Through her refugee status, she thought of the scene when her family came to Greece from Poland a few years ago. , couldn’t help but feel a feeling of pity for the same disease, and comforted: “Ms. Kalia, Kavala has now been restored by the Greek kingdom. Without the vampire-like gangsters and the villain-like government, it will soon prosper.”

“Tobacco is a lucrative cash crop. If your agricultural cooperatives are on the right track, the income of your members will soon catch up with most of the workers here.”

Three taxis carrying a few people quickly arrived at the northeast corner of the industrial area, a factory area near the railway station.

“It’s very close to the railway station, and the wagons containing flue-cured tobacco can be transported directly to the factory. After the railway from Thessaloniki to Kavala is completed, the train can directly transport your tobacco here, which can save a lot of money. Fees,” Yakov explained to Kalia and the others of the delegation, pointing to the train tracks that could not be seen in front of the factory building.

Yakov personally led the team and led a few people to visit the open and full-scale workshop of the cigarette factory. It was like a spacious warehouse without any partitions inside, and the line of sight could be observed from one side to the other without hindrance. .

Inside is a series of cigarette machines that have just been imported from Germany. Engineers are instructing workers to install and debug them. They are busy.

After finally proving to a few people that Thessaloniki Cigarette Factory is a legitimate factory and not a fraudulent company, the delegation finally made up its mind to sign supply contracts with Thessaloniki Cigarette Factory on behalf of several agricultural cooperatives in Kavala. Tobacco orders.

After finishing this task, Yakov sorted out the orders that had already signed the contract. According to the agreement, the factory will soon have suppliers of agricultural cooperatives near Thessaloniki and Kavala to provide the factory with 20,000 kilograms of flue-cured tobacco. .

The quantity of these tobaccos is enough to fulfill the request of Crown Prince Constantine.

After completing the inspection of the Thessaloniki cigarette factory, because the free land reclamation work granted by the government was in full swing, they were worried that there would be problems with the land, so Kariya and her party did not dare to delay in Doga, Thessaloniki, and returned in a hurry. The small town of Kavala.

The agricultural cooperative where Kariya is located finally selected the site of its own land at the twists and turns of a small river outside the small town of Kavala. It has reached more than 2,000 acres of land and is located here, facing the river on three sides and leading to the small town of Kavala on the other.

Such a special geographical location allows the land to be easily irrigated.

After Kalia brought back the signed tobacco supply contract, the collaborators first applied for a cooperative support loan from Kavala’s bank, relying on the government’s support policy.

Later, under the direction of Lundhardt, he applied for a commercial loan of 80,000 drachma to the Royal Bank of Greece after proving the creditworthiness of the agricultural cooperative according to the tobacco supply contract.

According to Greek law, agricultural cooperatives have independent legal personality. Like companies, they can take care of their own profits and losses. Naturally, they can apply for commercial loans from banks.

In this way, the agricultural cooperatives just established by Kalia and his party have a starting capital of 130,000 yuan, which is enough to help their agricultural cooperatives get through the difficult stage of reclaiming wasteland in the early days.

Kegman, a refugee from Eastern Rumelia like Kalia, leaned on a small wooden bench. The woman sitting beside him was his wife Lisa, and all their property was Kegman sandwiched between them. A wooden box between her legs, and a little piglet in Lisa’s arms.

Years of continuous wars and famines have left this young Eastern Rumelian peasant with almost nothing, barely able to make ends meet, and have to endure bullying and looting by the Bulgarians.

What is even more hopeless is that such days seem to have no end in sight.

In order to improve his living conditions, Kegman tried everything possible. He believed that the corrupt and greedy Ottoman government had caused his predicament, so he secretly participated in the military war, which was the war with the Ottoman Empire in 1912. Back home to farm.

I thought that my situation would improve after the Ottoman rule was expelled, but I did not expect that the Bulgarians who controlled Eastern Rumelia were as hated by the Greeks as the Ottomans.

So, under the desperate situation, Kegman, gritted his teeth and brought his wife Lisa, abandoned the only remaining property left to him by his father – a few acres of barren hilly land, and embarked on a journey to the Greeks’ own country. .

It was under these conditions that Kegman and his wife Lisa came to Kavala.

Compared to Kalia’s dead husband, the Kegmans are much luckier.

These refugees from Eastern Rumelia were uniformly accepted by the local government of Kavala and arranged to be in Kavala, a sparsely populated area.

The newly formed agricultural cooperative has already set up a makeshift camp by the creek outside Kavala, and the rest of the members are building their own villages while Kariya travels to Thessaloniki.

After determining the location of the land to be reclaimed, the members agreed to move out of the Kavala government to arrange a residence in the small town, and build a brand-new village near the land as the new home of the members.

Now the temporary tent is ready, just waiting for the arrival of the wasteland commune.

Kalia, in the apron, smiled kindly at Kegman and handed him some roasted potatoes.

Kalia was full of gratitude. This Greek, also from Eastern Rumelia, came here earlier than them.

Kegelman, who once participated in the war, was hired by the Greek army in the previous war to transport supplies for the front-line army. He is said to have a salary of 500 drachma a month, and he can also eat free roasting in the cafeteria. Potatoes and salted fish were the envy of the previous Kariya family.

Kegman had been merciful to the orphans and widows of the Kariya family before, and often helped them.

At the end of a path overgrown with weeds, a group of people stopped in front of a row of tents neatly built with logs, and the members began to discuss with a few people who had been waiting there for a long time.

“Uncle Kegman, is this our new home?” Kalia’s son. Valves shook Kegman’s arm excitedly, and asked curiously, “Are we really living here in the future? Ah, I want to raise a dog and a few chickens.”

Kegman was about to answer when he saw that the previous few people had ended their conversation.

One of the tall men turned towards them and said to them in Greek: “Hello everyone, I’m Gert, an employee of the Kavala region (similar to the province), first of all congratulations to you, you foreign rulers The Greeks who came down, took great pains to return to their homeland.”

“In the future, I will be responsible for the measurement and recording of the land reclaimed by the entire cooperative. You can consult me ​​if you have any questions. After completing the recording and witnessing, I will represent the Greek government to record and witness the land you reclaimed on the spot, and then Submit it to the Kavala Regional Government, and after doing this, you are the officially recognized owners of these lands.”

Gert announced loudly to the crowd huddled in front of him.

“Okay, that’s it, I think you can’t wait to own your own land. Now, on behalf of the Greek government, according to the government’s decree to encourage the reclamation of wasteland, each household can get no more than fifty acres for free. the decree that allows you to cultivate wasteland”

Kalia and the others applauded excitedly, and everyone became noisy.

Kegman sat on a tree stump and watched his wife Lisa walk excitedly around the tent.

In fact, the furnishings in the tent are very simple: a wooden bed, a simple table made of tree stumps and four identical tree stump chairs.

But Kegman felt at home.

Struggling for more than two decades in Eastern Rumelia, witnessing too many Greeks, tormented by war, taxation, starvation and disease.

Unexpectedly, after defecting to Greece, you can immediately acquire a large piece of fertile land.

There is no odious tax collector to extract his money, and no unbearable national oppression. He can live quietly with his dear Lisa, and have a piece of land that is truly his own.

God bless!

Kegman praised the Lord reverently at this moment.

No one can take my new life away.

After Gert announced on behalf of the government, smoke billows from the temporary public kitchen at the head of the village, apparently it’s almost time for breakfast~www.mtlnovel.com~ Kalia instructed several fathers and daughters to put pots of food , moved in and out of the kitchen, and the members of the entire agricultural cooperative clustered together to eat.

Kalia is a self-motivated person who has been hardworking since returning to the co-op.

Kalia is dutifully busy every day until she sleeps late, because the agricultural cooperative has recently purchased a large amount of materials to be transported here, mainly seeds, farm tools and grain.

Kalia understands that this is preparation for large-scale land reclamation, and she carefully registers every material into the warehouse to ensure that it is correct.

In addition to being responsible for material distribution, the temporary canteen of the cooperative is also managed by her.

Kariya rang the copper bells tied to the trees, and the first wave of farmers who had been burning the wasteland, leveling the land, and digging canals stopped working and began to come to the cafeteria to eat.

Today’s breakfast is still the same fried potatoes, fresh fish soup.

The food is very simple, but everyone eats happily. The next work is very hard, and they need enough calories to maintain their strength.

The cooperative has planned 1,500 mu of tobacco planting area here, and the remaining 500 mu is used to grow crops such as potatoes and wheat. The main purpose is to solve the cooperative’s own rations.

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