1840Indian rebirth

With the arrival of armed forces and the establishment of laws, Clark Town became a post territory, or colony. This sounds a bit magical - Indians colonized an American town.

Now that colonization has been implemented, he will certainly not plunder the residents here again.

Looting will not loot.

But according to legal documents, some things that should be "confiscated" must of course still be "confiscated." For example, most of the nearly one hundred muskets confiscated last night will be taken back to the clan, while some will be left for the use of the town police.

For another example, if a white family's entire family was wiped out during resistance, their property would naturally be "confiscated."

And he seemed to be the richest family in the town, so it took a lot of effort to count and collect his property, and the horse whistle was also present to participate.

Not far from the town hall, there is a beautiful small building.

Several people were busy counting and moving belongings.

"1145 Spanish silver dollars, 514 US dollar gold coins of various denominations, as well as banknotes, gold bars, jewelry... these alone are worth seven or eight thousand US dollars, what a rich man!" Ma Shao couldn't help but say, holding the counting list in his hand.

Finished sentence.

These are only currency and gold, silver and jewelry, not counting the houses, land and a lumber factory owned by this family.

"Is this family your former owner?" Ma Shao turned to look at Mary.

"Yes," said Mary Freeman.

Ma Shao thought for a while: "Until enough houses are built in the town, people who have no shelter for the time being, including the garrison and black people, can live in this building and the house left after the gunsmith moved out, plus the town hall.

If it’s not enough, put up a few more tents.”

"Mary, you will serve as temporary tax officer first."

"Temporary tax officer?" Mary asked doubtfully.

Ma Shao explained: "Because this is not your official mission. Now I need to return to the clan. After a few days, I will come back to arrange a formal mission for you."

"During this period, the main work you need to do is three small things. First, you need to find a few people who know how to keep accounts..."

Mary suddenly said: "I can keep accounts."

Ma Shao was a little surprised at first, then nodded: "In that case, I think there is no need for me to say more in this regard. I will come directly to check your work results when the time comes."

Mary said confidently: "No problem, what are the other two things?"

Ma Shao continued: "Gather some workers who can sew trousers. We don't need too many for the time being. Also, buy some old canvases. I will give you a sum of money."

"You're going to make trousers out of old canvas?" Mary guessed what he was thinking.

"That's right." That's what Ma Shao had planned.

To be more precise, he was going to design jeans.

Historically, jeans were originally trousers made of old canvas to meet the needs of western exploration.

The biggest feature of these pants is that they are strong and durable. They were quickly welcomed by adventurers and workers, quickly became popular, and eventually became one of the most mainstream clothing in the world.

According to the original history, a few years later, a shrewd western businessman would launch jeans and make a fortune from it.

But now, Mashao can design jeans before that guy does, and of course he won't let go of such a good opportunity.

Producing jeans may be the easiest way to make money in this era. The technology is sewing pants, and the resources are old canvases that can be found everywhere. Jeans have customers all over the world, and all adventurers and workers will fall in love with it.

Mary hesitated: "With all due respect, this doesn't seem like a good idea."

"Maybe." Ma Shao did not explain, only said, "After we have workers and canvas, don't rush to sew pants for now. When I come back, I will tell you what to do."

Although making jeans is not difficult, there is still some skill in style design, and he clearly knows what style will become mainstream.

Although Mary doubted the value of the canvas trousers, since the horse whistle had given instructions, he naturally obeyed and turned around to go to work.

After leaving the small building, Ma Shao walked around the town again, and then the following scene came into his sight.

Two Apache warriors were walking through the street when they suddenly noticed a novel crop piled at the door of a certain household.

garlic.

They seemed to have never seen garlic before, so they immediately went over and picked up two bunches of garlic and discussed it for a while.

When the male owner of the house saw this, he couldn't help but show a look of horror on his face, and then he forced himself to put on a flattering posture, and smiled and gave all the garlic in front of the door to the two Apache warriors. The meaning was self-explanatory.

Seeing his enthusiasm, the two Apache warriors accepted him without any hesitation.

The horse whistle not far away suddenly frowned, walked up to the white townspeople, took out a Spanish silver dollar: "How much does this garlic cost?"

"Uh...no money." How dare the white townspeople accept money?

The horse whistle directly gave him the silver dollar: "Then take this silver coin. Don't do this kind of thing in the future. No matter civilians, police or garrison, you have to give money to buy things in the town. If you insist on giving it away, I have a reason

I suspect you are paying a bribe."

A Spanish silver dollar was worth about one U.S. dollar, so it was more than enough to buy some garlic. But the horse whistler was too lazy to settle the score and threw the silver dollar over without explanation. The townspeople could only accept it in fear.

"Thank you, Yin..."

"Call me Chief."

The townspeople quickly changed their words: "Thank you, respected chief!"

Then the horse guard talked with the two Apache soldiers for a while: "You are stationed here as security guards, and you are the most important security guards. You must not only abide by military discipline, but also set an example and abide by the laws of the town. Don't

Don’t rob, don’t accept bribes, let alone conflict with others…”

He was very worried that armed conflicts would break out in the town. Clark Town may be the only reverse colony in the world, and the people and conflicts are very complicated.

Once a conflict breaks out in such a place, it is likely to turn into a tragic bloodshed.

No matter what the result is, he will suffer heavy losses, ranging from a reduction in personnel to a direct failure of the colonial plan. In the worst case, it will even attract the attention of the US federal government.

Therefore, the horse post must restrain all parties here, not only white people, but also black people and their tribesmen, so that this colony can be stabilized and continue to produce value.

The Apaches do not yet have a deep understanding of military discipline and law, but fortunately they respect the personal authority of the horse whistle enough.

Under Ma Shao's repeated emphasis, they all promised to abide by military discipline and law.

That afternoon, the horse whistle took the Comanches, the gunsmith Browning family, white children, and most of the Apache warriors to leave Clark Town.

"Is he a Comanche?" As he was about to leave the town, the horse whistle noticed an Indian standing on the street corner not far away.

This person was obviously not an Apache, but he was not next to the Two Wolf Chiefs and others. Instead, he was standing on the street corner, looking at them timidly.

"He's a traitor to the Comanches," a Comanche said coldly.