New Ming Empire mixed in America

"Don't worry about what it is, just get it down quickly."

Something bad arose in Sam's heart, and he wanted to ask the sailor to deal with it quickly.

But soon, the second impact sound came again, making him even more uneasy.

But this time before he could speak to urge the sailors, there was a loud noise from the side of the ship.

Several hot-blooded young Californians who were sitting on the side of the boat were thrown into the air by the sudden explosion, and then there was a loud noise from the other side.

At this time, the merchant ship could no longer hold on, and broke into two parts in the middle, and the seawater surged into the cabin.

Except for those unlucky ones who were stabbed in vital parts by flying splinters, everyone on the deck still had the chance to jump into the sea.

But those guys in the cabin were not so lucky. After the sea water poured in, these people could only wait to die in the cabin.

Sam's merchant ship is a microcosm of the power of naval mines.

In just half a month, the coastline near San Francisco was covered with the wreckage of more than a dozen ships, large and small.

San Jose is especially tragic. They are at the end of the bay, so the entire port was completely sealed off by the National Defense Forces using mines.

After several merchant ships were bombed in succession, no merchants were willing to trade with San Jose anymore.

For a time, in California newspapers, the title of tyrant on Li Mingqi's head became brighter and brighter.

But all this is insignificant to Li Mingqi, he just pretends that the other party does not exist.

Today is the day when construction of the railway from San Francisco to Yingtianfu begins, so Li Mingqi showed up at the construction site.

"President Li, I hope our cooperation can go smoothly."

A pot-bellied businessman wanted to come up to say hello enthusiastically, but was blocked by the guards two meters away. He had to awkwardly take off his hat and salute Li Mingqi through the guards.

Li Mingqi waved his hand nonchalantly and said: "As long as your project satisfies me, you can get generous rewards. This is just business and nothing else."

The businessmen here today are representatives of various steel companies in California.

Although California and Li Mingqi are currently in a state of hostility, this has nothing to do with businessmen like them.

In China, this kind of businessman has an apt name: traitor.

But in Europe, this kind of thing is completely normal.

As the immigration company that Barton was responsible for gradually began to be transferred to the Xinming Empire, Barton's current focus was entirely on the railway company and cosmetics company.

Recently, he has been earning free income by smuggling large quantities of bath liquid and bath tablets to various cities in California.

So he is now more concerned about the cause of the Xinming Empire than Li Mingqi.

He knew that the railway from San Francisco to Yingtianfu was just a pilot project, and the greater opportunity to make money lay in the future railway from Yingtianfu to Texas.

So he was wary of any businessman who wanted to get close to Li Mingqi.

He is the best lackey of President Li, and no one can take away this title.

Of course, Sun Laifu gave him the word "dogleg". It is said that this is a term that can only be used between superiors and subordinates who have the best relationship.

Pushing aside the businessman who came from eastern California, Barton leaned over to Li Mingqi and said, "President Li, the sales of those bath soaps are very impressive now. I wonder if there are any other cosmetics that I can sell to you?"

Li Mingqi thought for a while and said, "Can you do the canning business?"

Barton was stunned, weren't we talking about cosmetics? Why did we end up talking about cans?

But with the idea that Li Mingqi would definitely make money, he still said: "No problem, the cans... should be sold to California... those residents in California."

In fact, he originally wanted to sell it to the militiamen of California, but suddenly he thought of the conflict between California and Li Mingqi, so he stopped talking.

Although he didn't know what kind of can it was, he had seen that kind of cat-head can in the Foxconn factory before.

There are not only fish in it, but also some types that although you can’t tell what kind of meat they are, they taste good.

"I want to open a cannery here in San Francisco to produce cans. You can try contacting the militiamen in California."

Seeing Li Mingqi say such heartbreaking words without any psychological burden, Barton couldn't help but give Li Mingqi a thumbs up in his heart and quietly took two steps back.

For this kind of person who would sell out the interests of the country he had personally established in order to make money, Barton felt that it would be better to be more honest in front of him in the future.

"Okay, I happened to catch up with a few logistics and purchasing officials recently. I'll try to win over them first, and then I'll sell them to you after we start production here."

Barton nodded very obediently, even more obedient than a domesticated husky.

Li Mingqi patted Patton on the shoulder with satisfaction and said: "The good days are yet to come. I plan to sell the cans, wheelchairs, and rifles currently used by the Ming Alliance Army to the east."

"These businesses will still be handled by you in the future. I hope you won't hate me in the future."

After Li Mingqi said meaningfully, he led the royal guards towards the location of the groundbreaking ceremony.

Amid the sky full of colorful ribbons and warm applause, I picked up the scissors and cut the red silk tied up by Liu Erhe and Davis.

And in front of cameras and cameras, he personally picked up a shovel tied with red flowers and leveled a small piece of land.

Although this land has been dispersed by the Imperial Guards in advance, this has not affected His Majesty Li Mingqi's contribution to the railway industry of the New Ming Empire at all.

While the Xinming Empire was happily building railways, the issue of San Francisco Bay mines in California continued to ferment.

In Sacramento, a governor who failed to resign and suddenly fell ill was lying in a rocking chair and reading the newspaper in his hand, with a smile on his face.

Now he is no longer in charge of California affairs at all, and has left all his powers to the California Assembly through his illness.

And now the California State Assembly has completely turned into a personal show of Leland Stanford.

But what no one expected was that in just a few months, Leland Stanford would have a personal conflict with Oriental.

As a result, California not only lost Los Angeles, but also San Francisco, the only external port on the West Coast.

As for why we know it, is it because of the personal conflict between Mr. Stanford and the Orientals... Just look at Mr. Governor, who is smiling so happily now. You will know.

"Have you contacted those Easterners?"

The governor's tone was relaxed. He picked up a piece of cake next to him and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then asked the attendants around him.

"We are already in contact, but the price demanded by the former militia leader named Davis is a bit high..."

Mr. Governor frowned, took a sip of coffee and asked, "What does he want?"

The attendant took two steps forward and handed the governor a towel, while reporting:

"He wants you to recognize that the troops in the East are legitimate mercenary forces, and that the bounty on him can be revoked."

"He has publicly announced his intention to secede from California, but he still wants California to revoke his reward?"

"You tell him that Stanford has the final say in the California Assembly now, and I have no right to cancel the reward."

After the governor finished speaking, he put down the newspaper and waved his hand, and the attendant quietly left.

Looking at the California State Capitol building in downtown Sacramento, the governor shook his head and muttered: "Don't let me down, Oriental..."