America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 344 The man with a suona attached to his waist

The ship was moored at the pier.

Chen Jianqiu got off the boat first, followed by Camilla, Zhang Danian, Niu San, Sean and others.

The busy Chinese workers on the dock did not notice the ship at first.

But when they discovered that most of the people who got off the ship had yellow skin, their work stopped and they all looked over.

They were a little confused and wary at first.

Because behind each of them is a gun.

But when they discovered that these people who came down did not have braids on the back of their heads, they relaxed a little.

"I'm looking for Weng Derong and Weng Shuai." Chen Jianqiu walked up to a leading Chinese worker and said to him.

"Who are you?" Hua Gong glanced at Chen Jianqiu and then at the soldiers behind him.

He felt a touch of kindness from these people, but for a while he didn't dare to believe it too much.

"We are from the United States." Chen Jianqiu said with a smile, "We came to meet Weng Shuai at his invitation."

"Then wait a minute."

Hua Gong turned around and whispered something to a young man next to him.

Then I saw the young man spreading his legs and running towards the outside of the port.

Chen Jianqiu signaled to the people behind him to quickly unload the boxes from the ship and also pull down the horses.

As for himself, he chatted with the Chinese labor leader on the dock.

From the words of the Chinese labor leader, he learned that this place originally belonged to Peru, but after Ong Derong led everyone to revolt, the Chilean army soon arrived here.

However, the Peruvian army is still waiting for an opportunity to counterattack here, so the ownership of Iquique is still unknown.

Although the war continued, saltpeter mines were still produced here and shipped from this port to the entire world.

This is currently Chile's main economic source.

Their topics gradually expanded to include their own experiences and customs.

As the chat progressed, the barriers between them gradually dissipated, and the Chinese labor leader's trust in Chen Jianqiu gradually increased.

"The climate here is pretty good, except it doesn't rain!" the leader of the Chinese workers said with a smile as he looked at the blue sky above his head.

"It doesn't rain very much where we live." Chen Jianqiu thought of Roswell.

Just as they were about to continue chatting, a group of people wearing turbans and brown clothes appeared outside the pier.

These people came in this direction in a hurry.

They also had guns in their hands.

Chen Jianqiu raised his head and looked in their direction.

The leader among them was a man with a beard who looked to be in his thirties.

His steps were steady and his eyes were sharp.

The most unusual thing is that he has a suona on his waist.

And this young man with a suona on his waist is also looking here.

"Chief Xu, these are the people." The Chinese worker beside him who went to report the news pointed at Chen Jianqiu and a large group of people standing on the dock and behind him.

However, the leader named Xu frowned.

The group of people on the pier were all wearing black commoners, and the guns they carried behind them looked the same model from a distance. The barrels of the guns reflected the metallic luster under the sunlight.

From the United States?

Why doesn't he quite believe it?

In this world, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be; in this continent, the weak eat the strong.

Even if they are not from the Qing court, what if they are here to grab territory? What should we do?

With these worries, Leader Xu came to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu said nothing.

Because he noticed the hostility in the person in front of him.

Leader Xu looked at the darkness in front of him, and his expression became even more gloomy. The soldiers in brown clothes behind him holding guns also held their guns firmly in their hands, looking a little nervous.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak when he heard a voice that was half a curse and half a joke coming from behind Chen Jianqiu:

"Xu Ajiu! You have become more capable? Now you are also the leader and lead the troops! Why are you crying?"

The words that Leader Xu had been brewing all the way were suppressed by this sound, and he was a little stunned by the scolding.

But when he looked behind Chen Jianqiu and found the person who scolded him, Xu Ajiu was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes and shouted in surprise:

"Uncle Danian! Why is it you?"

Chen Danian crossed his arms and grinned, looking like he was relying on his old age: "Why don't you come over quickly and give me a good look?"

Xu Ajiu quickly stepped forward and gave Chen Danian a hug:

"Uncle Danian, I thought you were dead."

"Damn it, you're so tough." Chen Danian patted his chest hard and said, "Didn't Weng Derong tell you?"

Xu Ajiu shook his head: "I just remembered that Weng Shuai only said that he had contacted an old friend in the United States, but he never said it was you."

Zhang Danian glanced at the suona on Xu Ajiu's waist, and asked with a smile: "After all these years, this crappy jingling thing is still being played?"

"Yeah." Xu Ajiu scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

Chen Jianqiu stood aside and watched the old friend reunited without saying a word or showing any displeasure.

He knew that Zhang Danian was like this.

But Niu San on the side felt something was wrong, so he coughed.

Only then did Zhang Danian remember and patted his head repeatedly.

He quickly pulled Xu Ajiu aside, ran to Chen Jianqiu, and knelt down.

"This is the Queen of England and our current young master." Zhang Danian pulled Xu Ajiu to kneel down, but Chen Jianqiu held him back.

"The people sitting here are all my elders. There is no need to pay attention to these red tapes." Chen Jianqiu said, "I am just an ordinary Chinese businessman now."

"Don't mention this matter when you meet Weng Shuai later," he emphasized.

Chen Jianqiu doesn't really want to use such illusory things to pressure people.

After leaving that homeland, things and people have already changed.

If he was in his heart, Weng Derong would walk the same path with him even if he didn't mention it;

If you are dissatisfied with him in your heart, even if you are polite on the surface, but don't talk about supporting your troops and respecting yourself in private, in the end, they will part ways.

Chen Jianqiu still believes more in strength.

Otherwise, he would not have brought the two hundred people and ten Maxims behind him.

He is not the Third Prince Zhu.

Xu Ajiu's eyes were a little dull.

Chinese businessmen? Only a ghost can believe it. How can there be a Chinese businessman with two hundred armed soldiers behind him?

The more he looked at his young master, the more he looked like a pirate.

Forget it. The young master must have had other plans in mind, so he stopped asking without asking.

Zhang Danian, who has an upright personality, is still introducing to Chen Jianqiu how he met Xu Ajiu in the first place.

Xu Ajiu was picked up from the dead on the battlefield.

Mustache was only in his teens when he joined the Taiping Army.

He followed Zhang Danian for two years, and then went to King Yi. Later, after the defeat at Daduhe, Xu Ajiu escaped again and fled all the way to South America.

Fast forward ten years, and he has become a general leading troops in war.

"Okay, can you take me to meet Weng Shuai now?" Chen Jianqiu asked with a smile.

"Okay, please follow me." Xu Ajiu waved to the back.

The people in brown clothes changed their queue and went back; the people in black clothes followed the brown clothes and led the horses.

(End of chapter)