New Ming Empire mixed in America

"Long live my lord, I think this trend must not last forever."

Liu Youcai caught the unhappiness on his long live master's face and immediately struck while the iron was hot and issued his own suggestions.

Liu Youcai's confidence in saying this can be said to be quite sufficient.

Nowadays, our new Ming Empire is in a difficult state, so we can save whatever we can.

The food for those white-skinned workers has become increasingly difficult to use to save money because of Joyce's immortality.

Since the canteen is not good, then we have to find other places to make up for it.

It just so happens that the white-skinned bandits hired by Long Live Lord broke the contract first, so by deducting the reward money from these people, we can save it first and use it in more needy places later.

Seeing that the good days are coming, the matter of the Long Live Girl Draft should also be put on the agenda. The scale of the first girl draft cannot be too small, so this requires spending a lot of money.

Where did the money come from? Of course, he, the leader of civil servants, had to figure it out.

You can’t let Long Live Master pay for it yourself, right?

When he arrived, he had already done enough homework. Not only did he stoop down to ask the old man Joyce for advice, but he even asked a few local workers for information about the Indians.

According to what those people said, there could be no Indian activities within the Xinming Empire.

During the Mexican-American War, all the Indians in this area fled the vicinity of Los Angeles. Now they have not been found in this area for a long time.

These locals are all authentic Mexican remnants and have lived here for more than one generation. Therefore, their claims are extremely credible.

"Money still has to be given, and it has to be given openly and honestly."

Li Mingqi's words surprised Liu Youcai, and he quickly advised:

"Long live my lord, if you indulge those foreign bandits this time, it will be terrible if other foreign bandits follow suit..."

Li Mingqi waved his hand and interrupted Liu Youcai's next words. He comforted Liu Youcai and said:

"Don't worry, I just want to teach those foreign devils a lesson after this incident, so that they know what it means to deceive the emperor."

The monarch and his ministers discussed together for a long time, and then Liu Youcai left with a smile.

After a while, the three bounty hunters who were waiting anxiously were told that the bounty was still there, but it would take two days to get the money.

Because Dongfang Li in their mouth wanted to pay them the bounty in front of all the bounty hunters to prove that he kept his promise.

These two days were used to summon the nearby bounty hunters back.

"Baker, do you think these Orientals will regret it? 38 scalps is not a small number."

Young Suta was a little worried. This time the group of them went out to help "Dongfang Li" clean up their territory, which went very poorly.

First, the two farmers who originally clamored to mobilize slaves to rebel against the yellow race got the news and moved away before they could get there, which made them fail twice in a row.

Then some bounty hunters began to accuse Baker, saying that his intelligence was inaccurate, causing them to lose an opportunity to make a lot of money. So another gunfight broke out.

Although Baker and his group won due to their strength of numbers, only ten people were left in the seventeen-person team.

During that firefight, Baker's words, "Our team doesn't need wounded people," made the team no longer a drag.

In order to make up for the losses of this trip, they walked out of the territory of "Oriental Lee" and ventured into the mountains and forests near the San Fernando Valley.

Relying on Baker's intelligence, they ambush an Indian hunting team living there. Although they successfully eliminated the opponent, they themselves also had no need for wounded people, and only three people returned in the end.

"Don't worry, these Easterners are very rich, especially their leader. I heard he is very generous."

Baker gently took the reins and let the American Pinto go around a puddle.

Bunir, who was riding at the end, looked at the Eastern camp surrounded by iron walls in the distance and said meaningfully:

"Are you talking about that kid who the newspaper said was only sixteen years old? I really don't know why those Orientals chose him as their leader. If it were him, I would definitely kill him and then loot all the valuables."

Baker also replied meaningfully: "Of course, if it were me, I would make the same choice as you."

"But we don't have enough manpower. Those Mexicans have betrayed their faith and are willing to work under the hands of the infidels."

Suta was more rational and pointed out the most difficult point at the moment.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Bunir frowned and said:

"Forget about those Mexicans, their souls have been corrupted by money. If you ask me, just find time to kidnap their leader and make them pay a ransom."

Baker took out his telescope, observed the Eastern camp for a while, and then shook his head:

"I'm afraid not. That guy is very timid and never goes out alone. He even chooses the location closest to the camp for fishing."

Bunir curled his lips secretly. He had always been unconvinced by Baker, the self-proclaimed leader of the trio. After hearing his analysis, he immediately retorted:

"What are you afraid of? Those Orientals look like soft-footed shrimps at first glance. They may not have even killed anyone. Maybe they all ran away when they heard the gunfire."

"They are not as unbearable as you said." Baker, a relatively calm person, interrupted him: "There are also some tough ideas among those Easterners, such as the little leader who is not as tall as a rifle."

"No, he's taller than the rifle, I guess... maybe two inches taller." Suta's words broke up the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, and then the three of them laughed.

After laughing for a while, Baker continued: "I already have a way. After all the bounty hunters come back, as long as we incite them a little, there will definitely be restless guys on our side."

Baker's words made Bunir fall into longing for the future: "After finishing this job, I will go to the Japanese country in the east. I heard that the women there are very good and are very good at pleasing men."

"Okay, let's go have a drink first. These damn Orientals even make money from us."

Baker suddenly pulled the reins, and the horse began to accelerate, galloping towards the simple tavern located in the workers' camp.

Suta and Bunir also followed behind him and began to urge the horses to speed up.

The plaque of the tavern is engraved with the four characters "Yelai Restaurant".

This tavern opened recently, and the nominal owner is Joyce, but Joyce only holds 10% of the shares in this tavern.

Although the other shares were claimed to be in the hands of Sun Laifu, he was only in name because Liu Youcai got involved under the guise of sharing the worries of Long Live Lord.

However, Liu Youcai will save all the money he earns for Wanzaiye to draft women. Therefore, the real owner of this tavern should actually be Li Mingqi.

After all, the so-called ‘Flame Red Lips’ wine currently sold in the tavern was made by Li Ming using industrial alcohol.

These workers had apparently become guinea pigs for the wine.

However, workers like this kind of wine very much, because only a small glass can make people enjoy the joy of drunkenness.

You can still enjoy it by spending less money, so why not?