The king of Xinzhou United and the Great Pingyuan Khan Zhu Hehao did not come specifically to inspect the 3000th household in Huaizhou. He just had important matters to go to the 3000th household in Huaizhou and passed by the camp of the 3000th household in Huaizhou. Check it out.
How are you guys doing during this time? Are they more like Mongolians? Have you learned to be nomadic? Did you vomit after eating the meat? That's why someone blew the rally call to make the "trainee Mongolians" who were herding cattle and sheep anxious. They inspected them, gave them a few words of training, and then rewarded each household with a few silver coins. He led his own bodyguards to the royal tent set up by King Huai Zhu and Kun by the river.
When Zhu Hehao arrived at King Huai's tent, it was already dark. The sky was dotted with stars, and the starry sky was magnificent, seeming to wrap everything between heaven and earth in his arms. It's autumn now, and the night wind in the Great River Basin is a bit chilly. The wind was strong tonight, whistling by his ears, giving him the feeling of leading thousands of troops to plow the courtyard and sweep the caves, and march north to the grasslands beyond the Great Wall... No, that doesn't seem to be the feeling!
He is now Great Plains Khan Zhu Mu Zhen! And he also leads two fully armed nomadic Wanhu regiments. Are they planning to invade the Great Wall? It's a pity that this is not the Mongolian grassland, but the New World continent... I can't go back in this life. It doesn't matter how many thousands of households there are. Let's just be the "Khan of the United States"!
"My brothers Huai Wang and Kun meet the Great Khan!"
"My brother De Wang and Zhen meet the Great Khan!"
Just when Zhu Hehao was looking for the feeling of the Great Khan, two princes of the Ming Dynasty were already greeting him outside the Qianhu Camp of King Huai... This scene must let Zhu Cixi know that it must be I can write a letter and scold my three sons for their nonsense.
Nomadic is nomadic, why are you pretending to be Mongolian! What if I pretend to be fine but I can’t change back?
But all that's left is scolding. The three brothers, the rich kings, now have very strong wings, and their abilities are also considered strong. If compared with the group of kid kings who had never left the palace in the history of the Ming Dynasty, they could beat them by a long wall. .
Zhu Hekun also prepared a Mongolian dinner for the two brothers. It was placed in a tent and a fire was lit. A large pot was placed on the fire, and pieces of dried marinated beef were thrown down. A small iron kettle was hung on the fire, and the fragrance of milk tea wafted in waves.
While the milk tea and beef soup were still cooking, Zhu Hehao said to the two good brothers with a happy face: "Let me tell you something. The Secret Service of the General's Mansion heard the news about the French expedition team. In the middle reaches of the Mississippi River, a large amount of gold was found on the territory of the Apaches! The gold was found on a tributary of the Mississippi River... It is said that the local Indians have always called that river the Poop River! "
Zhu Hekun was taking the freshly brewed milk tea from a concubine and was about to drink it when he heard his elder brother say "poop". He immediately frowned and said: "Poop...Boss, are you eating? Can you?" Don’t you want to talk about this?”
Zhu Hezhen was more curious. He blinked and asked, "Boss, why is it called Da? What kind of river is Da?"
Zhu Hehao said with joy: "The Indians call gold the shit of the gods... This is a river of gold!"
River of gold!
Zhu Hekun didn't feel disgusted by "god's poop", so he took a sip of milk tea, and then asked, "Is the news reliable?"
Zhu Hezhen also asked: "Is there really a river of gold?"
Zhu Hehao nodded and said: "The credibility is extremely high... There are Portuguese spies in the Secret Detective Department collecting intelligence in Mexico City. Although they can't get any confidential information, the news is spreading in the streets and alleys. , they can still send it back.”
It turned out that the false news spread by the Spanish and French reached Washington City, and actually deceived the local tycoon Wang Zhu Hehao.
Zhu Hehao added: "After learning the news, the Marquis Marina, who was sent to Mexico City by the French, ignored the war with us and left for New Rome at the mouth of the Mississippi River!"
Zhu Hekun was a little convinced. "The Marquis of Marina really went to the Mississippi River? It seems like this is a bit true!"
Zhu Hezhen said: "Yes, he is the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces... How can he leave Mexico City at this time?"
Zhu Hehao nodded lightly and said: "If there is really so much gold, it will be a great opportunity to move eastward. Although the land in the Great Plains is fertile, the population in Xinzhou is too small and the land is not valuable! And it can be cultivated It’s impossible to transport the grain back to the Ming Dynasty for sale...so it won’t attract many people. But it’s different with gold. Once you find it, it’s money!”
Although the land in the Xinzhou Great Plain is fertile, there is no waterway leading directly to the western seaport, so it is difficult to communicate directly with the mainland of the Ming Dynasty. The cost of immigrating there is too high, and the land in the New Zealand Great Plains is not as attractive to immigrants as the gold in California!
Therefore, the local tyrant king could only agree to the "replaceable land bond" plan of his loving father Zhu Cixiang, borrowed 8 million taels of silver, and then used the money to deceive two nomadic households... and these 20,000 households They were all deceived from the Ming Dynasty. No one in the United States of New Zealand wanted to "develop the Great East". Everyone would rather go to Mexico to make a fortune than go to the Great Plains to open up wasteland.
However, the cost of tricking people from the Ming Dynasty to come here is too high. Even if you are a local tycoon, the most you can do is do it again.
Being able to build four nomadic households of 10,000 people on the Xinzhou Great Plains is enough to turn a local tycoon into a "loan king".
But if the Mississippi had a tributary where gold could be found all over the riverbanks...that wouldn't be a problem!
Gold itself can attract immigrants to travel thousands of miles! The local tycoon king and his two brothers can also share the profits and make a large sum of money. At that time, the "loan king" will become a local tycoon king again.
The two brothers Zhu Hekun and Zhu Hezhen also became jealous - they were not very interested in the Eastern Expedition.
If you can let them squint in the big river basin, they will be quite satisfied. After all, the Great River Basin is relatively close to Washington City, and Washington City is a lively place.
"Brother," Zhu Hekun said with a smile: "Then let's not delay... Let's start the Eastern Expedition after winter!"
"Yes!" Zhu Hezhen nodded, "The gold in the Golden River is also limited, and we cannot let Westerners dig it all up first."
Zhu Hehao smiled and said: "I came here to tell you this... No matter whether this news is true or false, we have to treat it as true! I have already thought about it, and I will use this news to Recruit a group of gold diggers from four states in China, the United States, Poland, and Canada, and they will all join your ten thousand households." He paused, "We can't let them join for free, they have to charge money! The number of places is also limited, and you two have ten thousand households. Each household can bring 5,000 people, and there are 10,000 quotas in total. Each quota requires a protection fee of 200 silver coins, so 2 million is enough."
It can still be like this!
Zhu Hekun and Zhu Hezhen glanced at each other and murmured in their hearts: You really follow our father... It's no use pretending to be Genghis Khan, you are just a profiteer king!
"Boss, how are these 2 million divided?" Zhu Hekun had already asked in a low voice.
point? Zhu Hehao felt harsh when he heard this word!
These are all mine! I'm the boss! The eldest brother is the father...why should you share it?
"Brother," Zhu Hezhen said with a smile, "You are the eldest, so you will get a little more, and we are younger brothers and we will get a little less... You get 1 million, and each of us gets 500,000. Is that feasible?"
Zhu Hehao said with a disapproving expression, "How can there be so much to divide? If you and your ten thousand households want to set off early, you will have to buy more cattle and sheep, otherwise there will be sixty or seventy thousand people! What will we eat on the plains? At least we have to buy some Half of it is spent to buy cattle and sheep, and maybe some horses. The rest can be divided...I will take 400,000, and each of you will get 300,000, how about it?"
Score even if you don’t give up!
The rich king knows very well that the main responsibility of his king in Xinzhou Continent is to preside over the division of spoils... Up and down, everyone has to follow the rules to divide money, land, girls, and yes, power!
When everyone is satisfied with their share, he can become the king of the United Kingdom smoothly!
It’s really not easy to be the king of a gang of gun-toting mobs!
