1850 American Gold Baron

Deng Yan reprimanded Deng Wenshun severely and asked Deng Wenshun to kneel in front of the statue of Guan Gong to reflect on his past. Then he interceded for Deng Wenshun.

If Liang Yao hadn't come back in time and had many ideas, Deng Wenyao's life would have been sealed in the mining area. The mining area here was far more dangerous than he imagined.

Although Deng Wenyao and Deng Wenshun broke the rules, they were his nephews after all, so Deng Yan still couldn't bear it.

"Second uncle, you have led soldiers. I think you know the importance of rules better than I do."

Liang Yao's attitude is very clear. The rules are the rules and there is no room for discussion. How can he do things after breaking the rules?

"I see."

Deng Yan sighed sadly. Although he took care of family ties, he could still distinguish right from wrong. At the same time, he couldn't help but think more highly of his nephew.

This nephew has been doing things neatly all the way, and he doesn't look like a person who has been in a study for more than ten years.

"We made an oath in front of Guan Gong, and Master Guang is watching. If you break the rules, I have to expel you from the Loyalty Association."

Liang Yao offered Guan Gong a stick of incense by candlelight.

"But because of our brotherhood, I will not let you starve to death if you are alone overseas, with no relatives, no communication, and uncle Cai's former employer hired workers. As long as your hands are still diligent, you will not starve to death.

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"No! Third brother, I know I was wrong, please let me go this time! It's all Brother Wenyao who instigated me. Besides, I dig gold for all of us! I don't want to be a hired worker! I want to dig gold.

!I want to dig for gold!”

Deng Wenshun was very excited, and several other Deng brothers in the hall were also moved... This rule seems to be extremely bad.

Except for Dr. Robinson, everyone in the Boston Company was not friendly towards them.

This team of more than 40 people, equipped with high-tech professional equipment, obviously looked down upon the amateur team, which only had shovels, pickaxes and a bunch of wood-making tools, and only a few people, including women.

Of course, as colonists, they have been ingrained in their bones with arrogance and prejudice against other races since they were young.

These Orientals, who have the same skin color as the Indians, may not be as barbaric as the Indians, but they are not much stronger than the Indians. They are just slightly more civilized savages.

"Rather than digging for gold, these farmers from the East are better suited to farming."

"Why do they have such ugly pigtails? Is it so they can use it as a rope to hang them in a fight?"

"I heard that the British only sent a few dozen soldiers to kill everyone in their territory and capture a city with a population larger than Boston!"

"Oh, my God, is it true? Give me dozens of soldiers, and I will only dare to scalp Indians in exchange for some dollars."

"If this is the case, next time the British recruit mercenaries to attack the Qing Dynasty, I will definitely participate. Maybe I can make a fortune there."

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The members of the Boston Company made fun of this gold mining team from the East.

Among Liang Yao's team, only Liang Yao and Cai Mingsheng can understand English. The rest of them have no idea what these ghosts are talking about. Although Cai Mingsheng can understand, he has an honest and sweet personality and has long been accustomed to living with his tail between his legs in a foreign land.

, just pretended not to hear anything.

Seeing their silence, the members of the Boston Company laughed even more happily.

"I wonder if you have heard of this sentence." Liang Yao said as he swept the snow on his shoulders.

"What words?"

"The strong like to draw their swords at the stronger, but only the weak like to draw their swords at the weaker."

The Boston Company is not a successful gold mining team, at least judging from their difficult living conditions, their gold mining journey is currently not successful.

"Who do you think is weak?! The scrawny guy!"

Several grumpy members of the Boston Company were furious and waved their fists at Liang Yao angrily.

"Who is the strong one and who is the weak one, we will find out on the gold mining field!" Liang Yao said boldly.

The gold prospectors of the Boston Company bent their waists with laughter after hearing this. They did not believe that these farmers could be better at gold mining than they did. Whether in terms of numbers or technology, the Boston Company was far superior to the gold diggers composed of these farmers.

team.

When he arrived in Sacramento, Deng Yan couldn't help but dig out the weeds and dig out a handful of soil. Holding the soil in his hand, Deng Yan couldn't help but sigh: "The land in Citiland is really fertile."

"Not only is it fertile, the land is also flat and big."

It’s hard for Liang Yao to disagree with Deng Yan’s point of view. In terms of effective land that can be developed by future generations, the United States can firmly rank first. In addition, the United States has complete and rich mineral reserves. This is no longer God’s reward for eating, but God’s feeding you.

In the mouth.

Rich in resources, with oceans to the east and west, and no strong neighbors to the north or south, it is difficult for the United States not to rise despite such favorable conditions.

"Such a good land, why did Mexico lose the war and cede it to Citigroup? Uncle Cai said that the land Mexico ceded to Citigroup is worth several miles of Guangdong."

Deng Wenyu heard what Cai Mingsheng said about this land, and felt very incredible about it. Such a good land can be cut off at any time?

"What's so strange about this? We, the Qing Dynasty, couldn't defeat Gui Lao. Didn't we also secede an island? We also lost Gui Lao a lot of Ying Yangli. It's all the fault of those damn Gui Lao. If they hadn't beaten us, our court would have

We won’t lose money, the court won’t lose money, our taxes in Xiangshan won’t be so heavy, and our Deng family won’t be ruined.”

Deng Wenkang retorted with reason. Deng Yan on the side was secretly sad and silent while holding a handful of fertile soil.

Liang Yao knew more about the U.S.-Mexico War than they did. As a young country, Mexico had the hope of competing with the United States and even becoming a regional or even global power, but it failed to live up to its expectations.

After ceding the sacred lands of California, New Mexico, and Texas, Mexico would never be able to stand up again. California and Texas would become the richest states in the United States in later generations.

"Stop talking about this, let's build our shack first."

Liang Yao asked the Deng brothers to unload the supplies on the carriage. Cai Mingsheng helped them a lot with this move. The carriages, horses and tools were basically provided by Cai Mingsheng.

If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. Liang Yao also wants to make a set of wooden washing troughs to improve the efficiency of gold mining. This also has to trouble Cai Mingsheng. After all, none of them can do carpentry.

The ore washing tank was also a simple and practical gold washing equipment in later generations. However, the ore washing tank in later generations was basically an industrial product made of steel and equipped with a water pump to supply water.

Of course, these things could be made at the industrial level in 1850, but they were not as sophisticated as those of later generations.

But Liang Yao currently does not have that condition. With the current conditions, he can only consider making a wooden washing tank first, and replacing the water pump with a water truck first.

"Uncle Cai, can you make this?"

Liang Yao showed Cai Mingsheng the drawing of the ore washing tank drawn on the road.

Cai Mingsheng took the drawing and looked at it carefully. After reading the drawing, Cai Mingsheng looked embarrassed.

"Mr. Liang, this ore washing tank can be made, but...?"

"Uncle Cai, don't worry. This junior definitely has no reason to keep Cai Shubai busy. Uncle Cai's wages and lumber money are indispensable. If Uncle Cai is worried, this junior can establish written evidence as evidence."

Cai Mingsheng shook his head and said: "You and I are from the same hometown. We should help each other in a foreign land, and wages are secondary. As for the wood, there are century-old and thousand-year-old trees everywhere. There is no shortage of wood. What is missing is manpower.

It will take me a while to make this set of washing troughs and waterwheels with my own efforts, but I’m afraid Mr. Liang won’t be able to wait.”

Cai Mingsheng knows some local colleagues, but these colleagues are also involved in this gold rush. Without big prices, they cannot hire enough manpower. Cai Mingsheng also knows what Liang Yao's current economic situation is.

"It doesn't matter. If there is a shortage of manpower, Uncle Cai can build a few sections of the ore washing trough first, or make it smaller. As for the water tanker, we can not build it for the time being. We can first use people to carry water or divert water from high places."

Liang Yao also lowered his requirements based on the actual situation. The top priority was to find some gold to solve their livelihood problem.

"If Uncle Cai needs help, he can just ask whoever he likes to help him. If he likes a junior, he will also be willing to lend a hand to Uncle Cai."

"Young Master Liang is a scholar. There is no reason to ask a scholar to do carpentry. It's not difficult. We can make this washing tank." Liang Yao lowered his request. Cai Mingsheng agreed to the matter because he thought it was feasible.

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The Cai family has been doing carpentry for a living for generations. Although he was sold to Peru and dug silver mines for a few years, he quickly returned to his old job after arriving in California, doing carpentry and sanitary work for Sartre, so his craft quickly revived.

I picked it up and it was not wasted.

Except for logging, which requires help from manpower, he can complete the rest by himself.