"Yours, tell the truth, where is God's shit?"
The person who asked the question to Crazy Horse, the leader of the Apache tribe, was an elderly Japanese gold digger named Okubo. He is an old man who came from Kyushu with the Shimazu family.
I was assigned a farm near Angel Castle, but it didn't produce much and my life was very tight.
Therefore, after his son served in the army, he handed over the farm to his son along with his military service (military service was linked to the farm), and he became a gold prospector, looking for gold in the southern part of the Dashi Mountains.
However, gold mining is not easy. Not only do you have to fight and kill, but you also have to know some techniques of prospecting and panning for sand. There must be gangs and cliques, and we must work together to pan for gold.
Because this Okubo was a Japanese samurai, it was difficult for him to integrate into the gold mining group, which was dominated by Chinese immigrants. Moreover, the gold diggers all had guns, so they looked down upon the samurai's ability to stab people with knives.
So he could only join a group of old gold diggers who also came from Japan to look for gold on the Apaches' territory, and also do some business with the Apaches.
Over time, I learned some Apache language.
Because I can speak Apache and I can also speak Chinese. So after the "Eastern Gold Rush Movement" started, he spent some money and became a translator under the sect of King Huai Zhu Hekun.
And today is the time for him, the translator, to show off!
"What... shit?" Crazy Horse, the leader of the Plains Apaches, couldn't understand Okubo's Apache language - Okubo had been dealing with the Western Apaches, so the Apache language he mastered was different from the Apache language Crazy Horse mastered. The Pache language is different.
"God's shit!" Old Man Okubo shouted, "Is there one here?"
Crazy Horse was still confused. Looking at the furious "Mongolian" in front of him who asked him where he had poop, he didn't know how to answer.
And he didn’t dare to talk nonsense!
He is a prisoner now... According to Indian rules, being captured has no good consequences!
If you continue to irritate these barbaric and cruel Mongolians by talking nonsense, you may die in a more ugly way.
"Baga!" Okubo was already angry and began to roll up his sleeves, as if he wanted to torture him to extract a confession.
Wang Shaohua, who was watching from the sidelines, quickly stopped Okubo who was about to go berserk, "Okubo, have you asked clearly? Does he know why we are here?"
"After asking clearly," Okubo said with certainty, "He is an Apache... The style of his clothes, feathers and tattoos all indicate that he is the leader of the Apache tribe!"
"So... do the Apaches know what gold is?"
"Of course I know!" Okubo said, "They have been dealing with us and Westerners for more than a day or two..."
At this point, Okubo was a little unsure, so he simply took out a small bag, opened the mouth of the bag, and placed it in front of the Crazy Horse leader who was tied up by Wu Hua Da for him to see.
There are some "stool samples" in the pocket.
"This is God's poop! Do you know it? Is it available on this side of the Mississippi River?"
Seeing the actual "poop", Crazy Horse finally understood what the other party wanted!
"No!" He was honest, "There is no such stone in the Mississippi River."
"No?" Okubo was a little disappointed, "Aren't those white people here just to pick up God's shit?"
"No, no," Crazy Horse replied honestly, "They asked us Plains Apaches and Soviets to come here to protect Chief Louie because he was bullied by a man named China... We are here to kill him That guy from China is here!"
As he spoke, Crazy Horse sighed and burst into tears. He even killed someone, and now he is about to be killed... I don't know if it hurts?
Okubo almost burst into tears after hearing this!
No gold? Is this a rumor? From what he knew about the Apaches, they didn't lie or deceive very much, let alone just for a bit of God's shit!
And the teacher said such fatal words as "kill the Chinese"...
So if this crazy horse says there is no gold, then there really is no gold!
This is how to do? I spent a lot of money to come to Gold River to pan for gold.
He still refused to give up and continued to ask: "Have you heard the story of the Golden River, no, it is the God's shit river?"
"I really haven't heard of it," Crazy Horse, who is also an honest man, answered honestly, "Never heard of it... We are here to protect Chief Louis."
Okubo's heart went cold! I must have been deceived!
What should I do?
…
"What? No, no gold?"
"Your Majesty, it really doesn't happen...those white people and Indians came here to stop us!"
"Second brother, we are afraid that someone has deceived us!"
"Liar...who is so wicked?"
"Who else could..."
In the Prince Huai's Mansion (just a few cabins) in the Golden City, the two brothers Zhu Hekun and Zhu Hezhen immediately understood that they had been fooled after hearing Wang Shaohua's report.
This is deceiving people to come to the Mississippi River!
"No!" Zhu Hezhen gritted his teeth, "I have to go find him to settle the score...brother!"
"What the hell!" Zhu Hekun hurriedly stopped his brother, "Everyone is here, can we go back?"
"Then, then..." Zhu Hezhen was sweating on his forehead. He didn't know whether he was angry or anxious.
Zhu Hekun was relatively sober. He turned to Wang Shaohua and asked, "Besides you and Okubo, does anyone else know?"
"It's gone...only the two of us know."
"No one can tell!" Zhu Hekun paused, "Do you know?"
"I understand..." Wang Shaohua already understood what Zhu Hekun meant, "I will go and talk to Okubo immediately."
"Give him a bag of gold!" Zhu Hekun said, "Tell him to keep his mouth tight!"
You have to make mistakes in this matter!
"Second brother," Zhu Hezhen was not confused and understood what to do, "Are we going to continue to lie?"
Zhu Hekun glared at his brother, "What are you talking about? Why did you lie? There is gold in the Mississippi River! The Indians call the Mississippi River the Golden River, and call the place we are now the Golden City! The land here is so good, and the water and grass are so beautiful. How come there’s no gold?”
"Yes, yes... there must be gold here!" Zhu Hezhen nodded in admiration.
It’s my brother who has a quick mind!
The story of the Golden River and the Golden City must continue to be told!
More people have to be tricked to come here to hunt for gold. If they can't find gold, they can't go back to the West Coast... If they can't go back to the West Coast, they can only farm and work in the Golden City.
Otherwise, no one would be willing to come, and Golden City wouldn’t be able to develop in a hundred years!
Zhu Hekun said again: "Besides, the Great Plains is so big, how can there be no gold? Look carefully, and you will definitely find gold!"
"Second brother, what do you mean..."
"We can't have just one stronghold in Golden City," Zhu Hekun said, "and there aren't enough pastures here for the cattle and sheep to eat!"
"That's right," Zhu Hezhen nodded, "You can keep the gold diggers here, organize them into groups first, organize them to repair the castle, hunt bison, and store food for the winter.
Our two thousand families can nomadically move south along the Mississippi River...to the northeast of New Rome and New Spain to see if we can find rich and warm grasslands. "
Nomads! Of course, we have to live by water and grass.
Although the aquatic plants in the Great Plains are very beautiful, Zhu and Zhen still tend to nomadically go south, preferably to the Caribbean Sea.
Only if you can see the sea can your land be rich!
In addition, he also wanted to explore New Rome.
If possible, it would be beneficial to both parties to sign a treaty so that they can coexist peacefully in the future.
"That's fine, let's go south as a nomad." Zhu Hekun thought for a while, "What does the boss say?"
"Let's just say that we have found the Golden River!" Zhu Hezhen said, "Although no gold veins have been found yet, it will be a matter of time. Let him increase investment quickly!"
What a good brother!
This is called sharing blessings and sharing hardships!
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