Rebirth of the Wealthy American Chapter 478

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As a white man, standing on American soil, Old York was indeed domineering when he said the word "master".

However, there were a lot of "owners" present. The Chinese have already joined the American citizenship, so they are also the owners of this land.

Since he is the owner, there is no need to worry about it in his own home. According to American law, if a stranger breaks in, he can be killed without warning.

Obviously, with the training of the Junma Group lawyers team, Old York knows his rights and it is time to take advantage of them to protect himself and his family.

In terms of public security pressures, the west and east are still different. At least you don't need to worry about security issues in Junma Town, but in Springfield, like Old York said, everything depends on yourself.

Fortunately, the Chinese people have a certain degree of self-defense. Before leaving Junma Town, they all received a certain degree of military training. Even women were not powerless. Old York was prepared to organize women to accept a period of time. We did not expect to know that after inquiry, women were no strangers to weapons. Two women even worked as test gunners at the Steed Weapons Factory before.

This is the benefit of working in a weapon company. I have never eaten pork, and I have always seen pigs running, especially for the two test gunmen. The bullets they killed themselves are more likely than most people have seen in their lifetime. Even more.

The day after coming to Springfield, Old York began to allocate ranches to Zhang Changrong.

In Junma Town, Zhang Changrong and they all obtained hundreds of to 1,000 acres of land from the Junma Group through low prices. These lands differ only in size and have no clear location. All of them need to be determined by Old York.

One acre is about 6 acres, about 4,000 square meters. If it is 1,000 acres, it is equivalent to 6,000 acres. At the moment in 1875, whether in the United States or the Qing Empire, as long as you have so much land, you can use it. To describe.

Therefore, it is conceivable that Zhang Changrong is looking forward to the land they are about to acquire.

As soon as it was hazy, Old York and Zhang Changrong rode their horses and set off in the direction of Hartford along the railway.

Hartford here is also not the capital of Connecticut, but a small town near Springfield, about ten kilometers from Springfield.

"Is my place in Hartford?" Although not a traversal, Zhang Changrong couldn't help feeling a sense of chaos when he said the place name "Hartford".

"Of course not. In fact, if you want, you can now choose the location of your ranch." Old York is very generous, and there is a lot of land nearby, which can be chosen by Zhang Changrong.

"Can you do it now?" Zhang Changrong was eager to try.

"Of course you can. From here to the end of your sight, all the land belonging to our steed group, you can choose at will." Old York made a gesture to one side of the railway, then turned and turned to the other side He made the same gesture: "It's the same here. The land on both sides of the railway is ours. As long as you can take care of it, you can plan a little more."

When the Pacific Railroad was built, in order to stimulate private power to build the railroad, the federal government gave free land within 40 miles on both sides of the railroad to the company responsible for building the railroad, so now it stands on the railroad tracks, and land within 40 miles on both sides of the railroad. All belong to the Junma Group.

40 miles is only an approximate figure. No satellite remote sensing has been used this year, and no precise measurements have been made. No one can determine how wide the 40 kilometers are. So Old York assigns land to Zhang Changrong. It will not be too precise, a little more or less. It doesn't matter at all.

It really does not matter. If you take 6000 acres as the base, more than a dozen acres, or less than a dozen acres, no one will care.

"Both, both sides?" Although the facts were known, Zhang Changrong felt overwhelmed when he saw the land with his own eyes.

"Yes, it's on both sides, you can choose at will, but I suggest you better choose to focus on it. You can live in three or five households or a dozen households, or you can take care of each other." Old York Still put safety first, not just to prevent the beasts, but also those lawless cowboys.

The western region is vast and sparsely populated. Otherwise, the federal government will not promote the "Westward Movement" to develop the western region. For these "future farmers" who will live in the wilderness, if there is a group, there can be a care, if It would be miserable to live alone. If there is a natural disaster, in this age without a phone, it is really a bad day for Tiantian. Maybe the whole family smells and will not be found.

For the harsh living environment in the western region, the federal government is also capable and inadequate. For example, in Springfield, within a hundred miles, there is no human survival except for a settlement in Hartford. The role of government agencies is minimal, and everything really depends on themselves.

"Of course, we have already discussed on the way. We are going to build a town of our own, named Junma Town." Since Zhang Changrong is determined to invest in the wave of the westward movement, he must have already done it. ready.

It seems that the disease of "laziness" is also contagious. With the white people for a long time, Zhang Changrong's ability to get their names is also decreasing. Now that Springfield and Hartford are in existence, how can they have less horses? What about town?

"Junma Town, good name. Maybe you don't know. In the past two months, there have been two Springfields and one Boston nearby. I worry about how the post office should distinguish them." Old York laughed, very Chang Changrong They are witty and happy.

It took half a day for Old York and Zhang Changrong to determine their respective land locations.

Zhang Changrong combined 11 other families and decided to build the new Steed Town on a hill 15 kilometers away from Springfield. There are large forests and grasslands nearby, and a small lake, which is very suitable for pasture.

After determining the location of the town, the next step is to build a house. This problem does not need Zhang Changrong to worry about. Junma Construction Group has accumulated enough experience. The construction team will come from Springfield, Mass. In two days. The construction team will First help Zhang Changrong build a house for them. The expenses they need are temporarily owed and then they will be repaid slowly in the future.

The next day, Zhang Changrong asked Old York to borrow a horse and took his wife to see his pasture.

"Here is our ranch?" Riding on horseback, feeling her husband's strong arms, looking at the endless field in front of him, Zhang Changrong's wife was dazzled.

The spring field is full of vitality, the fragrance of the earth and the smell of morning dew are hidden in the air, the mist in the morning is gradually dispersing, and the hills in the distance are gradually becoming clear.

During the two years of the Steed Group, Zhang Changrong worked hard, was frugal, and saved a lot of money. Therefore, the land purchased by Chang Changrong from Steed Group was a thousand acres.

6000 acres is indeed a very large piece of land. In the land selected by Zhang Changrong, there is a large forest with an area of about 100 acres. Now this land and the woods on the land belong to Zhang Changrong.

"Did you see that grove? When we have children in the future, I will take him on hunting, we will have many children, so we will have more hunting dogs and feed the tallest horses ... "Holding his wife, Zhang Changrong's heart has flown more than ten years later, as if a beautiful picture is unfolding in front of Zhang Changrong.

Zhang Changrong's wife did not speak, and she was immersed in the beautiful future described by Zhang Changrong.

"Hey brother, you are really sentimental." An unfamiliar strange voice came, and then a middle-aged cowboy came out of the bush next to it.

Zhang Changrong's eyes narrowed suddenly. He recognized the man. On the platform of Springfield a few days ago, they almost clashed.

"Why are you still here?" Zhang Changrong has regarded this land as his home, so Zhang Changrong is vigilant to all strangers.

Just when Zhang Changrong spoke, Zhang Changrong pulled out the python pistol at his waist and handed it to his wife in his arms. Then he pulled out the shotgun from the gun bag next to the saddle and pushed the bullet into the chamber with a click. Ready for battle.

"Calm down, calm down, my brother, it's not fighting time now, why can't we have a good chat?" The middle-aged cowboy held his arms and his legs apart, looking confident.

Zhang Changrong suddenly thought of the dozen or so partners of the middle-aged cowboy, and suddenly became nervous. Looking around, Zhang Changrong was surprised to find several cowboy hats, which made Zhang Changrong feel a sudden heartbeat.

"I have to remind you that you are now on the land of the Junma Group. Before our people come, you'd better leave as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to get away at that time." Although in danger, Zhang Changrong didn't panic. It is most important to stay calm at this time.

"If I were you, I wouldn't say that?" The middle-aged cowboy rolled his eyes, a trace of cruelty and fleeting.

As the old cowboy's voice turned cold, there were people standing up in the bushes around Zhang Changrong. These people were holding weapons, single-action pistols, double-action pistols, shotguns, and even old-style smooth-bore guns.

Although there are many weapons in his hand, Zhang Changrong can be sure that these weapons can kill people.

"Oh, scare me? It's useless, I can assure you that if you want to do something today, no matter where you fled, the Junma Group will find you, you, and you, all of you, one, "Everyone, run away, no, drop!" Although in absolute disadvantage, Zhang Changrong did not lose his courage, and used his fingers to point over one by one. When it came to the last sentence, he jumped out word by word. Full.

At this moment, Zhang Changrong has made up his mind to die, but at the same time Zhang Changrong also has confidence. If he and his wife die here, then the Junma Group will definitely get them justice.

The middle-aged cowboy didn't speak, only looked at Zhang Changrong and his wife up and down with cold eyes, as if assessing whether the pay and the gain were directly proportional.

It is really necessary to consider clearly that two people, one horse, and two guns are actually not worth much money, but if this causes the giant horse of Junma Group to be provoked, this sale can be lost to the family.

If there were no conflicts on the platform two days ago, maybe the middle-aged cowboy would make a decision more quickly, but now it is a bit troublesome. The middle-aged cowboy is not sure if anyone remembers them.

"Boss." Someone whispered next to him, the guy who made insignificant gestures on the platform the day before yesterday.

"Don't get me wrong, you know we are all explorers. The reason we stay here is because we heard that there is a gold mine nearby." The middle-aged cowboy did not dare kill the killer after all.

"Is there a gold mine nearby? This is a good thing, but unfortunately, if you want to mine a gold mine nearby, I'm afraid you have to say hello to our boss first." Zhang Changrong felt that his palms were all sweaty, but it was also a little bit Don't dare relax, if he slipped, he and his wife would be blown up.

When he realized that he couldn't escape, Zhang Changrong held a grenade in his hand and was ready to burn the jade at the last moment.

But before that, Zhang Changrong has the confidence to knock down a few, no matter who he is, if he wants to deal with himself, he has to pay a price.

"Of course, I will go at the right time, if I can find out where the gold mine is." After finishing the middle-aged cowboy, he whistled, a horse ran out of the woods, and stood beside the middle-aged cowboy.

The middle-aged cowboy turned on his horse, took off his cowboy hat, stroked his chest and motioned to Zhang Changrong, then turned the horse's head, and left without turning back.

The leaders are gone, and naturally no one is out of control. Although reluctant, the people around Zhang Changrong have retreated at the fastest speed.

Watching these people leave, Zhang Changrong felt his wife's body wet as if he had just taken it out of the water.

"This, is this all right?" Zhang Changrong's wife trembled, feeling as if she had just walked through the gate of the ghost.

"It's okay, it's okay, rest assured, I'm here." Zhang Changrong felt his voice trembling, it was too dangerous just now. If he showed a little bit of weakness, I am afraid that it is no longer possible.

"No way, let's go back to Junma Town." Zhang Changrong's wife cried a little.

Back to Junma Town, although the work is a bit heavy, although there is no 6,000 acres of large ranches, but at least it is safe, so do not worry at any time.

"This is Junma Town, rest assured, everything has me." After experiencing the crisis just now, Zhang Changrong felt like an iron block in the hands of a blacksmith, and was hammered again.

As long as there is determination, there are no difficulties that cannot be overcome.

Chapter end

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