1850 American Gold Tycoon

After Liang Yao and Vanderbilt left, Deng Wenqi immediately changed his face and said in a deep voice to several Chinese mine protection team members with guns around him. Google search reading

"Bring those ghost miners who are suspected of hiding gold to me!"

Four trembling and frightened white people were brought up. They were two Americans, a Frenchman, and a Spanish.

Deng Wenqi had been working in the mine for several months. He could tell who was hiding something and who was not. He could tell with just a few glances. It would be difficult for a person with a guilty conscience to escape his eyes as sharp as a vulture.

"Master Deng, we have brought everyone here, how should we deal with it?" asked the leader of the mine protection team.

"Has the gold they hid been found?"

Deng Wenqi's cold eyes glanced at the four ghost miners who were brought here.

Just now, it was because Liang Yao brought Gui Lao guests here that he didn't deal with the four Gui Lao miners who were suspected of hiding gold.

Now that Liang Yao has taken Vanderbilt and others away, he naturally doesn't have to be polite to these people who hide money.

"Nothing was found on them. These ghosts are very tight-lipped. It seems they won't cry until they see the coffin." The member of the mine protection team shook his head and said.

"Follow the old rules." Deng Wenkang said calmly.

This was not the first time that the members of the mine protection team had dealt with this kind of thing. They ordered the four ghost miners who were suspected of hiding gold to take off all their clothes and pants.

The French guy who had just entered the mine didn't know the rules here and refused to take off his clothes. The members of the mine protection team were not polite to him and just went up to him and stripped him naked.

After these ghost miners took off their clothes, members of the Chinese mine protection team sternly ordered them to squat down.

Although they were reluctant, the four white miners gritted their teeth and squatted down after seeing the guns in the hands of the Chinese mine protection team members.

Deng Wenqi took his time and moved a stool to eat grapes in front of them. He was very experienced in handling this kind of thing.

Don't talk about stuffing gold into the anus, he can still take out the gold even if it is swallowed into the intestines.

One American said that his legs were sore from squatting and wanted to stand up for a while. He quickly hit the butts of two rifles and continued to squat down.

Not long after, three lumps of gold wrapped in shit appeared on the ground.

"Hey, the buttholes of these ghost guys are really big. This piece of gold nugget weighs at least two ounces. Can this be stuffed in?"

A member of the Chinese mine protection team couldn't help but exclaimed.

"These ghosts are so damn greedy. Our mine provides food and accommodation, and we have no other expenses. If we work diligently for a month, won't we have three ounces of gold? We have to take risks to hide the gold."

Another member of the Chinese mine protection team said that this is the sixth gold hiding incident discovered this month.

The fifteen miners who hid the gold were all white without exception. He really couldn't understand why these white people did this. Isn't it good to make money steadily? You have to risk your life.

Deng Wenqi was already used to it. Not to mention two ounces, not to mention three or four ounces of gold, he could see the ghost stuffing it into the anus, and he was not afraid of being squeezed to death.

The three white men who had hidden the gold hurriedly begged for mercy when the incident was revealed, but Deng Wenqi remained unmoved and just waved his hand lightly.

"Find an abandoned mine and bury the three ghosts who hid the gold. When someone asked, they said that there was a landslide in the mine and they were buried in it. There is no one who can't die when the mine is open."

Several members of the Chinese mine protection team nodded and drove the three white men hiding gold into the abandoned mine.

Deng Wenqi smiled brightly and helped an American who didn't have a Buddhist scripture up.

The American was so frightened that he trembled all over.

Deng Wen used his English with a strong Cantonese flavor to speak to the American.

"Congratulations. From today on, you are a member of the mine protection team. The mine protection team needs an honest person like you."

The American was overjoyed when he heard that he could join the mine protection team, and the pain caused by the beating just now disappeared instantly. Being able to join the mine protection team was worth a beating. As for the dignity of being stripped off and thrown away, he didn't care at all.

Dignity doesn't exist at all in a place like the gold mining area. Every day you have to come in naked and go out naked in front of everyone.

"Great! Great! Thank you, Mr. Deng. You are such a good man." The American didn't even bother to put on his clothes and hurriedly thanked Deng Wenqi. Joining the mine protection team was his dream.

Being a miner is hard and tiring, and you have to risk your life in the mines. The gold you can get every month is only three ounces.

The members of the mine protection team have it much easier, and their monthly salary is a full ounce of gold more than ordinary miners like them.

However, the members of the mine protection team of Xiangshan Gold Mining Company are basically Chinese. It is very difficult for white people to join the mine protection team.

The conversation was divided. Just as Deng Wenqi was dealing with the white miners hiding gold, Liang Yao had already arrived at the Bank of America branch in Sacramento.

The two smartest Deng brothers and sisters are Deng Wenyu and Deng Ying, both of whom were entrusted with important responsibilities by him.

Deng Wenyu was in charge of the guest house in San Francisco to receive Chinese immigrants arriving in San Francisco, and Deng Ying is now the vice president of Bank of America and the president of the Sacramento branch.

In the past few months, Deng Ying has changed a lot. She is no longer the timid girl she was before, but has become generous and confident.

"Let my cousin take a look. Hey, he seems to have grown a lot taller."

The last time I saw Deng Ying, the top of her head could only reach the tip of his nose. This time when I saw Deng Ying, the top of her head directly reached his eyebrows. This surprised Liang Yao and found it very incredible.

Deng Ying burst into laughter: "I wear foreign high heels, so I look taller."

Liang Yao looked up and down Deng Ying's outfit. She was wearing an ivory dress with a floral pattern and a thin light blue vest on her upper body. It would be difficult to find another Chinese woman in California who dressed so avant-garde. .

"Second uncle and second aunt can't control you anymore?" Liang Yao joked.

"My father has already cut off his pigtails and is wearing foreign clothes. Why should he control me? Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps?" Deng Yingba blinked and looked at Liang Yao and said, "Even if my father wants to Don’t worry about me, I still have my cousin to support me, don’t you think so, cousin?”

"Yes, yes, stop talking nonsense and get down to business. Take these distinguished guests to the treasury to have a look." Liang Yao nodded and smiled.

Deng Ying greeted several people in English proficiently and introduced herself.

This surprised Vanderbilt and others. Although the status of American women is not low globally.

However, there are not many working women in this era, and women still suffer from discrimination in employment, except for the fact that factories such as textile and garment factories have a relatively large demand for female workers. There are almost no women in other industries, especially the financial industry.

"Hello Miss Deng, my name is Kony. You are the most charming woman I have ever seen. Would you be honored to have dinner with you tonight?"

Kony looked at Deng Ying longingly, holding Deng Ying's gloved hand tightly and refusing to let go.

"Mr. Kony, you hurt me." Deng Ying felt very embarrassed. No matter how avant-garde she was, she was not avant-garde enough to have dinner with a strange man she just met.

"Is your skin itchy again?"

Kony's behavior made Vanderbilt feel a little embarrassed. Vanderbilt picked up the civilized stick and knocked Kony's hand away.

Elizabeth hurriedly stepped forward to apologize to Deng Ying for Kony: "I'm sorry, Miss Deng, my brother is a complete nuisance."

Bank of America's Sacramento branch is even more tightly guarded than its head office, and the bank has more security guards than its head office in San Francisco.

Because Sacramento is close to gold-producing areas, a large amount of gold is stored here every day.

Armed guards from various gold mining companies lined up in front of the bank to escort the gold, waiting to exchange the gold for safer and more convenient gold coupons, and then take the gold out when needed.

At present, Bank of America is still the only bank in California without any competitors. The only hiccup is that Brannan briefly opened a bank in San Francisco in order to compete with Liang Yao.

However, Brannan's bank was also annexed by Bank of America with the demise of the Brannan family.

Deng Ying took out a bunch of bank vault door keys from her small bag and opened the three iron doors of the bank vault in sequence.

After the door of the bank vault was opened, it was dark inside and nothing could be seen. Only a few thin rays of light shine into the vault from the ventilation holes.

"Light up."

Liang Yao ordered the whale oil lamps in the treasury to be lit to provide lighting.

The lights came on, and what came into view were large gold bricks stacked neatly.

Each gold brick in the vault is cast according to the specifications of 25kg, which is 794,507 troy ounces.

The reason why Liang Yao cast such a large size of gold bricks was not only to facilitate statistical transportation, but also to prevent theft.

Of course, the main reason is to facilitate transportation statistics. In California, only people with brain problems would think about his gold.

The moment they saw the gold, everyone was suffocated, including Vanderbilt.

Not to mention others. Although they are also wealthy in the east, their assets include fixed assets such as factories, land, and equipment.

Among these people, except for Vanderbilt who could relatively easily withdraw several million US dollars in cash, the rest of them only had one or two million US dollars in silver mine savings.

The gold bricks in the vault are worth about US$25,000 each.

The so-called millionaire is only worth 40 gold bricks in the vault.

As for such gold bricks, Liang Yaoguang had 523 at the Bank of America branch in Sacramento. And this number is increasing every day.

"Oh, this dazzling light almost blinded my eyes."

"Shocking! It's really shocking."

"This is not the first time I have seen gold, but it is the first time I have seen so much gold!"

"Oh my god, I can't put it into words to describe how I feel at this moment!"

Vanderbilt took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

The gold reserves in this branch's vault alone are enough for Liang Yao to join the multi-millionaire club.

This is not the most frightening thing. The frightening thing is that the assets of this little rich man are still growing at an alarming rate!

"Are these all yours?"

Vanderbilt's eyes were like a blazing fire in the gleaming gold.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be burning with a blazing flame.

If he had all this gold, why couldn't he defeat his competitors in the shipping industry? Why couldn't the railway company build new railway stations and lay new tracks? Why worry about stocks? Forget it, stocks in the New York Securities and Exchange Commission are all plummeting.

The gold in this vault is enough to even dig a Panama Canal through the Central American Isthmus!

The assessment of the Panama Canal project by the British Bank of Barings and the French Bank of France is that US dollars are needed to complete this great project!

Of course, Vanderbilt also knew that the cost, which was accurate to cents, was a random estimate by Barings Bank and the Bank of France, because they expected that no wealthy man in the United States would have spent $10 million to build the Panama Canal at this time. Ability.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Even Vanderbilt does not have this ability. His deposits in major banks add up to more than eight million US dollars, which is still a long way from the cost of the Panama Canal.

Vanderbilt wondered what he would do if he had so much gold, and his mind quickly became confused because there were so many things he wanted to do.

Shipping! railway! finance! He wants to do it all!

Not only does he want to do it, he also wants to become the master of these industries!

He admitted that the gold was so much that even a commodore of a wealthy country would be tempted.

It’s not that capitalists don’t love money, but they love big money more.

"I also hope that all this gold belongs to me, but unfortunately, there is not even one-third of the gold that really belongs to me in this vault." Liang Yao shook his head, "Most of this gold belongs to other gold mining companies and is stored here with me. of."

"Don't say one-third, even one-sixth is more than my entire assets!"

Van Daze's tears of dissatisfaction fell involuntarily, and he continued with a crying voice.

"I am fifty-eight years old this year. I have worked hard for most of my life and my assets are less than two million US dollars. But you are not even 20 years old, and your assets have already exceeded mine several times. My God, why are you so unfair!"

Liang Yao doesn't have regular meetings with Fan Daze, is that fair? Perhaps Mr. Vandaze will feel how happy he is when he thinks about the workers in the factory whose monthly salary is less than ten dollars and who work more than twelve hours a day.

Liang Yao changed the topic and continued: "But only a small part of this gold needs to be kept as a reserve, and the rest of the gold can be used for investment, gentlemen."

When they heard about investment, everyone's eyes shone horribly like hungry wolves. Obviously they all want a piece of the pie, and the temptation for these golds is huge.

Vanderbilt was also secretly happy that this cunning little fox finally showed his little tail.

Liang Yao also knew in his heart that with his current strength, he would not be able to keep this wealth.

He still understands the principle that a big tree attracts wind. As a Chinese man with a huge amount of gold in his hands, he will undoubtedly become a thorn in the side of the eastern plutocratic nobles, and they will attack him sooner or later.

Instead of doing this, it is better to cooperate with upstarts like Vanderbilt. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope to keep his wealth and continue to grow bigger.

He also thought about hiding his power and biding his time, but unfortunately with his current wealth, he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

All the richest people in the United States with assets exceeding tens of millions of dollars can be picked off with one hand. Although he is not a multi-millionaire now, with the current growth rate of his wealth, he will become a multi-million dollar millionaire by the end of this year at the latest. .