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Seeing that their gold dust might be running low, the hungry and tired gold diggers had no choice but to hold themselves up again and followed them down the river.

By the evening of this day, there were more than 1000 starving people, and there was no food shop this time, so Mao Xingjian was not in the mood to build roads, so he directly withdrew his people back.

On the third day, some people died of hunger and cold, holding the little gold sand in their arms, and died of starvation. On the fourth day, some couldn’t bear it anymore and went back home, and the little gold they just earned was directly scattered in Han Jinnong’s tavern , and those who were not convinced asked their wives and children to deliver meals, and continued to soak in the cold stream water. As a result, the whole family starved together. On the eighth day, Geng Geng, who had weak calves, came back with Jin Laoliu .

Not only him, a total of [-] people, including Koreans and Japanese, were muttering at the gate of the barracks and didn't know what they were doing.

Holding a basin of laundry water, she just came out to pour out the dirty water. Seeing them crowding together, Han Xiaomo burst out angrily and yelled angrily.

"Why are you blocking the door of the nephew's house instead of fishing for your precious gold? Go as you go!"

God pity, this is clearly the barracks where the cavalry was sent to explore. When did it become the Prince's East Palace? Song Yongzhong who stood guard on the gate tower couldn't laugh or cry, but Miss Han was so righteous, and Geng Gengbo and the others felt it should be taken for granted. Listening to Han Xiaomo After being chased away, more than 30 people fell to their knees on the ground in a neat crash. Geng Geng took the lead, and then thumped and raised his head. Han Xiaomo's eyes widened in surprise when he saw it.

"You guys, what are you going to do?"

"Big nephew!!!"

Han Xiaomo's blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, panting, the girl ran upstairs in one breath and was just about to talk, but she was out of breath and gasped for a long time.

Sitting in front of the table, Mao Xingjian was holding a thousand-character text, and was reading word by word to the native Sioux. He was not in a hurry. In the fearful eyes of the Su native looking at Han Xiaomo, the crown prince was Turning his head slowly, without urging him, he just waited there.

With great difficulty, she evened her breathing, and Han Xiaomo was full of excitement again, fidgeting and chattering.

"Big nephew, good news! Zhao Conglong and Jinlao Liu and the others are going to dedicate the gold mine to you. The gold mine is ours!!!"

Chapter 775. A One-Year Covenant in the Prince's Chapter

"Hurry up! Zhao Conglong and the others are still waiting below!"

Excited like a white rabbit coming out of its hole in spring, he tugged on Mao Xingjian's sleeve, and Han Xiaomo pulled it down. The text was placed in front of the Sioux Indians, and as they walked out, they instructed: "Look for yourself first! I will teach you when I come back!"

"Learn by yourself!"

Turning around, Han Xiaomo's watery eyes flashed a ferocious warning. Her identity as a witch is stronger than that of the prince, and the Su man, who was as strong as a leopard, was so frightened that he clutched his crotch and shivered violently. Next, he quickly copied the "Thousand Characters" again.

Not to mention, this person's language talent is really good, shaking his head and shaking his milk, he can read with some charm.

"Tim Dixuan Huang, fish beating Hong Huang..."

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From Han Xiaomo entering the house to Mao Xingjian coming out, for such a long time, the gold diggers who were kneeling on the ground did not dare to get up, enduring the pain of their legs being broken by the snow and lowered their heads, watching Mao Xingjian come out, they He knocked his head heavily on the ground again, followed by a mournful yell.

"Prince! You guys know your mistake!"

"I beg the prince to take back the gold mine! In the future, the young ones will be driven by the prince. The young ones will be the prince's subordinates. From now on, the young ones will run wherever you swing the whip."

"Please, poor little ones!!!"

Looking at the gloomy and miserable faces of the gold diggers, Mao Xingjian couldn't help a sneer from the corner of his mouth.

This is where he finally resembles Mao Jue the most. First of all, both father and son are not good people!Mao Jue's most common trick is to watch you jump into the pit, and he will not stop you. When you fall into the pit and you fall into the pit, bleeding and bleeding, he will stretch out his hand and use the cheapest The price is in exchange for your greatest gratitude.

As for Mao Xingjian, reading too much is worse than Mao Jue. The first time he saw a gold mine, he already knew that it was a pit, and all the poor ones were jingling. Going to mine gold mines, and the leaderless group of guys will definitely have disputes because of interests, and his internal strife is in a mess, but he still dragged the pit to these gold diggers and watched them jump in.

It's all right now, the dead, the survivors are also exhausted, and they are at the end of their ropes. After a bloody encounter in a gold mine, these guys have begged for their own sect again!

But who let himself be the immediate boss of their parents?A sneer flashed by, but Mao Xingjian's expression became serious, and he asked seriously: "You really decided to worship under Gu's door and wait for Gu's orders?"

"Back to the prince, really! In the future, if you tell us to go east, we will never go west!"

"Yes, let us beat dogs, we will never throw out chickens!"

I really can't wait to take my heart out, Jin Lao Liu and the others are scrambling to be the first to shout, but then, Mao Xingjian's words make them stop abruptly.

"Okay, since that's the case, Gu will take back this gold mine and close it!"

These words were really deafening, and a group of gold diggers looked at each other in dismay. After a while, they were full of disbelief. When he turned back to Yingtian, there was another loud bang in his ears, and it stopped abruptly again. He waited in horror to look at the military shotgun in Mao Xingjian's hand, which was emitting green smoke from the horn.

In a rage, Mao Xingjian raised his gun butt and roared at a group of gold diggers like the King of Dharma glared at him with fire in his heart.

"Why, just entered the Gu sect, and immediately betrayed and disobeyed, are you really bored as a lonely and easy to bully?"

The leader's momentum is three points for acting skills and seven points for younger brother. Following Mao Xingjian's roar, Dongfang Meng and other sailors under his command raised up all the flintlock guns on their shoulders with a bang, and the gleaming spears pierced their fingers. Looking at a bunch of rubbish and trash, looking at the piercing gun stabs, the stalk neck, etc. are even more silent, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Small ones don't dare! Small ones don't dare!"

But still couldn't help it, the golden sixth raised his head in astonishment and asked: "But, the crown prince, that is a mountain of gold, and all that is dug up is gold, why don't you pick it?"

"Yeah! But it's all gold! Why did you seal it?"

Not only the group of prospectors, even Han Xiaomo asked in surprise.

This was exactly the effect Mao Xingjian wanted, but the play was still enough, he flicked his sleeves violently, hesitated for two or three times, and then asked coldly: "Mining, do you have the capital? Do you have this capital alone?"

Those who asked this question were all dumbfounded. Indeed, they did not have the capital, and dozens of people died, and thousands of people went hungry. Now they know how much they have, but because of this, After discussing with the leaders of these gold diggers, they decided to re-dedicate the gold mine to Mao Xingjian, and let him take charge of the mining, so that everyone could share the soup.

But even Mao Xingjian is not qualified to mine, who is qualified to mine?

This time, before the gold diggers below could ask questions, Mao Xingjian had already calculated with heartache: "To mine, you need food, you need tools, you need houses for lodging, you need bedding, you need clothes, you need everything, but you need food from Xinghaizi. , Ten taels of silver for one stone! In the 15th year of Chongzhen, the price of grain in Henan was only at this level! The shovels you use cost one tael of silver each, and the clothes cost eight hundred cash! You were exhausted all day long and sifted out of the river. That bit of gold is not enough to pay for a day's food, and all the gold dug up was earned by those unscrupulous merchants in Xinghaizi, so what are you going to use now to mine?"

This is absolutely alarmist. When you don’t buy food, a group of gold diggers from Baoshihai Town also come here. At worst, a group of people hunt and fish, and a group of people dig mines. The mine got out.But after suffering such a big loss just now, they were stupefied for a while, and the faces of the gangster neck and others were all pale.

Stumbling, Jin Lao Liu couldn't help asking again.

"Prince, what do you mean, this mine can't be dug?"

"of course not!"

It really inherited Mao Jue's performance level to the fullest. Turning around with his hands behind his back, Mao Xingjian nodded his fingers on the heads of these guys with his heartbroken fingers.

"Do you know why Gu took you to build roads? Do you know why Gu took you to hunt cattle? It's not for the preparation of mining!"

"Zhao Conglong, Jin Laoliu, you have also seen the land at the No. 22 post. It is next to the river, with good water to irrigate the land! You pat your chest and say, is the land fat?"

"Fat! So fat!"

Although they couldn't get used to the curvature of Mao Xingjian's brain, all the children present here were tent children. In all fairness, the terrier necks still couldn't help nodding their heads. Amidst the repeated echoes, Mao Xingjian raised a finger fiercely.

"One year! Let's reclaim this land, plant rice, wheat, corn, and cotton on the mountain. This autumn, our granary in Baoshihai Town will be full of grain, and we will have enough to eat and drink." Don't worry, with the grain we produce, the women in our town can weave cotton clothes by themselves, and some of them are rich, we can even sell some grain, and go to Xinghaizi to exchange their tools, just wait for this year, hard work This year, after one year, everything will be available! You can mine as you want, and the gold you dig out belongs to everyone, so you don’t need to be exploited by those black-hearted profiteers!"

"Even this year, you can't wait, can't you suffer?"

Flicking his sleeves again, Mao Xingjian roared angrily: "If that's the case, keep digging, I won't stop you!"

Silent!