America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chen Jianqiu returned to the camp carrying the body of the unfortunate puma.

"Oh, this is such a big guy." The groom expressed his heartfelt admiration.

"I want teeth, put them into necklaces and arrest them." Sean licked his lips.

"Are your ancestors from Wakanda?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at the black man.

"What's that?" Sean didn't know what he was talking about. He said calmly, "I know my mother is an African-American, but my father doesn't know that because I don't know who my father is."

"Nothing." Chen Jianqiu handed the body to Feiniao.

The Indians are good at handling this stuff.

Feiniao skinned the body in three strokes, and then spent a long time picking out shrapnel from the meat.

It soon became dark.

The smell of meat quickly spread in the camp, and everyone was already hungry and ate the meat.

To Chen Jianqiu's surprise, the cougar meat tasted pretty good.

Kind of, like a calf?

After filling their stomachs, everyone chatted for a while by the campfire.

Chen Jianqiu and Feiniao were on night duty respectively, while the others went into their tents to sleep.

After several days of trekking, they arrived at Bismarck, where they parted ways.

“If I have time, I’ll come to New York often!”

On the platform, Roosevelt held Chen Jianqiu's hand and said solemnly.

"Although we have different views on some things, this does not prevent me from respecting you, nor can it deny the fact that you are my savior."

His words were sincere, just like his magnanimous conduct.

"I think we are friends."

Chen Jianqiu smiled and shook his hand:

"Say hello to little Astor for me."

After parting ways with Roosevelt, Chen Jianqiu and the others spent several weeks taking the train back to Roswell.

Research on chemical fertilizers is in full swing.

Holmes took the oil field drillers to the basin and started drilling, and soon produced a batch of potash salt.

Berzelius led a group of chemists to screen and purify the main ores.

The yield of the first batch of samples was not large, plus the phosphate fertilizer and natural saltpeter and sodium nitrate obtained from Mexico.

Nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium fertilizers were all available at once.

But Zhang Danian couldn't wait any longer.

He had to plant things quickly while the climate was suitable.

As for the types of agricultural products to choose, Chen Jianqiu had already decided before leaving.

Mainly potatoes.

That is potatoes.

Mentioning this thing can easily bring back bad memories for Irish people in the United States.

For example, why do they or their parents come to the United States?

Forty years ago, Ireland suffered a great famine because the potatoes they relied on for survival suffered from late blight caused by Phytophthora infestans.

The potato harvest failed.

Coupled with various inappropriate behaviors of the British Empire.

Millions of people starved to death, and others were forced to leave their homes and seek a living overseas.

A large part of them crossed the ocean and came to the continent of North America.

The main reasons for late blight in potatoes are, firstly, that Ireland's potato varieties are unusually single and have poor disease resistance; secondly, Ireland's climate is relatively humid and cold, making it easy for the growth of pathogenic Phytophthora fungus.

As it happens, Roswell doesn't have this problem.

It can't get any dryer here.

Chen Jianqiu is not worried at all about these North American varieties of potatoes getting sick.

Roswell has a large temperature difference between day and night and long sunshine hours.

He believes that with the help of chemical fertilizers, the best quality potatoes will be grown here.

In addition to potatoes, there are also some sorghum and peanuts.

As for Berzelius and those chemists, they are studying how to further produce more efficient hydrolyzed potassium fertilizer.

Chen Jianqiu gave them sufficient time and financial support.

Because he knows that as long as any of the nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium fertilizers can be produced economically, he will basically just sit and count the money.

"Mr. Chen, I heard that your arms business in New Mexico is in full swing?"

In a mansion in Juarez.

Mr. Lemantour, the Minister of Commerce of Mexico, is playing billiards with Chen Jianqiu, the richest man in New Mexico.

This mansion was given to him by Chen Jianqiu as his palace in Juarez.

He was sitting on a chair next to the pool table, drinking coffee from the chair.

The pole rested quietly on the edge.

He has lost five or six games in a row.

Chen Jianqiu asked him to tee off in every game, but once he broke the connecting rod and sat back on the chair, Chen Jianqiu never asked him to stand up again.

"Well, it's okay."

Chen Jianqiu walked around the table, observing the ball on the table and designing the route for hitting the ball.

"Producing bullets requires a lot of copper. As far as I know, your copper is mainly purchased by Rockefeller's United Copper Company, right? There seems to be a little misunderstanding between you."

Lemantour was drinking coffee and thinking about his words.

What he said is true.

Ever since the failure of Standard Oil in New Mexico, Rockefeller has never forgotten his opponent Chen Jianqiu.

He never misses any opportunity to disgust Chen Jianqiu.

"Well, it's a little misunderstanding, but it's not a big problem. We still have copper mines from Chile."

Chen Jianqiu's expression did not change much and he spoke lightly.

He leaned down and started hitting the ball.

"But Chile is far away after all, so it's not very cost-effective." Lemantour half-smiled.

What he said is still true.

The route from Chile to the United States is long.

If there is a ship loaded with copper ore, it would be better to load it with more saltpeter.

"What? When did you suddenly worry about my raw materials?" Chen Jianqiu looked at the white ball and said, "Tell me, did Diaz give you another mission?"

When Riemann Tour saw what Chen Jianqiu said, he went straight to the point:

"The Mexican government wants to buy the ownership of the railroad built by the Santa Fe Railroad Company in Mexico. In exchange, we can give you a copper mine in the north, which is currently the most productive copper mine in North America."

"In addition, the land previously gifted to you will still belong to you."

"The railway has not been completed yet, so it is difficult to estimate the price."

Chen Jianqiu hit a shot.

With a "boom" sound, the target ball hit the net, and the white ball followed the planned trajectory and stopped exactly at the predetermined position.

"Well, this is also another problem. We hope that you will continue to provide labor and technical support to complete the railways in the remaining two states."

Lemantour said.

Compared with its neighbor the United States, the various states in Mexico are more independent from each other. Díaz needs to control the entire Mexico by controlling the control of these railways.

Chen Jianqiu looked embarrassed:

"It's hard for me to convince other shareholders of the railway company. You know, those old guys in the east are very difficult to deal with."

Le Mantour looked at Chen Jianqiu's appearance and his face twitched.

Who doesn't know that the Santa Fe Railroad's board of directors exists in name only.

The second shareholder is the governor of New Mexico or your ferromagnetic.

Aren’t these things all a matter of your words?

"Let's add another silver mine." Lemantour gritted his teeth.

"In addition to the phosphate mine in Baja California (author's note: a state in northwestern Mexico), I still recommend that you wait until the railway is completed before handing it over to the Mexican government."

Chen Jianqiu started hitting the ball again.

He was not worried at all whether Lemantour would agree.

As long as they achieve their own goals, these compradors are unambiguous in selling their country's assets.

"OK."

The Minister of Commerce answered clearly and neatly.

Chen Jianqiu's pole hit again.

But this time, the ball didn't go into the hole.

He walked up to Lemantour, smiled and said to his opponent whose buttocks were almost numb:

"Mr. Minister, it's your turn."

After the two played for a while, someone knocked on the door of the mansion.

The servant opened the door and a man hurried in.

It's Abiot.

He walked up to Chen Jianqiu and said something into his ear.

"Mr. Lemantour, I have something to do and need to excuse myself."

Chen Jianqiu said with an apologetic look.

The two returned to Juarez's municipal offices.

Abiot took out a telegram and handed it to Chen Jianqiu.

"Roswell came here," he said.

This telegram was sent by Hanifti Hawley, and it was written in Hawley’s tone:

"Boss, what should I do next? If I keep doing this, I'm afraid I will become the boss."