I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

But Qi Wenchang was very excited, whispering nonsense such as "ride with the emperor" and "a scholar will die for his confidant", which made Zhu Fugui worry about his learning efficiency.

As for the others, they were not treated so well, and they were all piled up in the rear compartment, that is, the big dump.

It is not an exaggeration to say "heap".

After all, it was just an agricultural transport vehicle with a dead weight of three to four tons, not a big Dongfeng pickup truck, and it wanted to accommodate thirty people.You can only add men on top of men, and the left and right are men.

Chapter 033

Due to the limited lighting conditions and road conditions, Zhu Fugui had to drive off the most troublesome mountain roads before the sun went down completely.

The target is mining area 13.

This mining area was abandoned two years ago due to a landslide accident, and it is a little distance from the No. 19 mining area where Zhu Fugui used to work.

Qi Wenchang is an old miner. During this period of time, the food has improved, and his night blindness has also improved.

Under his guidance, the car did not go wrong.

After leaving the mountain col, the road conditions improved slightly, but it soon failed again.

After two years of abandonment, these dirt roads, which are convenient for coal transportation, are no different from mountain roads with potholes.

Fortunately, the creeper that Zhu Fugui bought, which claims to be able to work in the mountainous areas of Guizhou, is quite powerful, and there is no problem of lying down halfway.

When approaching the mining area, the car stopped.

When the sky was completely dark, Qi Wenchang sent out the third team, which was Yin Wei's team.

They skillfully blow the Yin people's battle whistle, and try to make all kinds of noises.

On the battlefield of the Korean War, one of the magic weapons used by the volunteers to deal with American soldiers was night contact warfare.

For the Yin people, who were also at an absolute disadvantage in firepower, night battles were also a common method.

The farms and mines of the colonists often closed their doors at this time, ignoring the harassment of the Yin people.

Anyway, with the ability of the Yin people, it is very difficult to break through the fortifications and break into the interior for destruction, and the damage caused is limited.

On the contrary, if you go out to fight, you may get cold shots.

This time, Henry Moore, the manager of the coal mine, also chose to avoid the attack of the Yin Weasel organization.

He was in the bunker-like tower, enjoying the dinner prepared by the chef.

Plash is located on the delta surrounded by the Pacific Ocean and Victoria Harbour, and is rich in seafood.

But if Zhu Fugui were here, he would definitely fire the cook immediately.

This British chef from Birmingham can make tuna taste like back home, and then this Yankee can still eat it.

Listening to the noise in the distant wilderness, Henry Moore frowned.

"Honey, why are those damn savages here again, shouldn't we ask the militiamen to get rid of these bedbugs?"

A buxom woman complained over a sip of potato puree.

"Do you think those rednecks are very cheap? Not to mention the damn [-]th Cavalry Regiment, that country bumpkin Custer is a blood-sucking vampire!"

Henry Moore ate the fried fish with big mouthfuls, the disdain on his face was beyond words.

He hates everything here.

He hates those damned Indians, those western cowboys who smell like horse manure, those cavalry with poor military discipline, and those Chinese with soot on their faces and a ridiculous pig's tail!

Even this cheap woman next to her is disgusting.

If it wasn't for satisfying his physical needs, he would never have slept with this kind of peasant woman.

Henry Moore wiped his mouth and said, "Wait a little longer, the company will transfer me back to Omaha soon. The railway construction over there is in trouble, and only an experienced person like me can handle it."

This sentence is not his bragging. Mr. Crocker, an executive of the Union Pacific Railroad, specially wrote to Henry Moore, inviting him to return to the Omaha headquarters to participate in the construction of the new railway.

This was because the company was in serious trouble and was on the verge of competing with the Central and Northern Railways.

At first, finding road builders didn't seem too difficult for Union Pacific.

Troops of Irishmen arrive in San Francisco every day on boats, and a little rum is all it takes to get these jackasses to sign employment contracts.

But as the work progressed, United found that these men simply could not adapt to the dangerous and exhausting work of building roads.

Alcoholism, fights, venereal disease rampant, these asses can't stop for a moment.

Meanwhile, hundreds of Irish laborers flee every day, and work is progressing at a snail's pace—Consolidated has laid only 50 miles of track in the past year and a half.

In contrast, the Central Railway Company is much faster, building almost four times as many railways as it does.

This surprised Union Railroad executives.

After simple intelligence gathering, they discovered that the secret of the other party was that the Central Railway Company recruited a group of Chinese from the Chinese settlements in California to participate in the construction of the railway.

These Chinese are far more hardworking than Irish jackasses.

Now that they knew the answers to the test papers, the Union Railroad executives were going to copy them.

And Henry Moore, who was at the forefront of the times and had a lot of experience in using Chinese laborers, was selected by the company's senior management and transferred back to the headquarters as a talent.

After bragging about his achievements, Henry Moore said with a smile: "The big shots in Omaha value me very much, and soon I will be a high-ranking person with a monthly salary of 300 dollars!"

$300!

This made the fat woman's eyes shine.

You know, in this era, 1 dollar can buy 10 bags of flour or 5 bags of sugar, or 9 pounds of bacon, 8.5 pounds of steak, or a shirt and ten ties!

An average American's total annual income is just over three hundred dollars.

In the poor West it was hard to earn even a hundred dollars.

And my man is going to become a local tyrant earning nearly four thousand dollars a year!

"Oh, thank God, honey, when are we leaving? I can't wait to see our new home in Omaha!" The woman flushed with excitement.

"us?"

Henry rubbed his nose and said with a sneer, "Soon, you just have to wait patiently... Before that, you should show your best skills and serve me well..."

"Hate……"

……

Of course Zhu Fugui didn't know that when he was stealing stones in the mine, the owner of the mine was doing something indescribable.

Seeing that Yin Were's feint attack had an effect, Zhu Fugui hurriedly took advantage of the chaos and drove the ivy into the abandoned mining area.

As soon as he arrived at the quarry, Zhu Fugui ordered everyone to get out of the car, and took out tools such as shovels, picks, snakeskin bags, poles, and baskets from under the car body.

Zhu Fugui took the lead, and the pickaxe flew up.

The jingling and jingling was quite loud, but it took a long time to get a small stone weighing about [-] kilograms.

Qi Wenchang is different. With his big arms and round waist, he can carry two hundred catties of stones into the car at a time.

Yang Liu, a brute, was even more unreasonable, and threw a large stone with a diameter of more than one meter on the truck body.

"You silly, don't smash the car!"

Qi Wenchang hurriedly scolded, "This is an expensive new car bought by the Tiqi spies from Xinxiang, the largest city in Citigroup, and every penny was saved from the emperor's internal funds! If it is smashed , I can't afford to sell you!"

Qi Wenchang firmly believed Zhu Fugui's nonsense about his origin.

This kind of car is obviously much more advanced than the car in the mine, and the price is also very amazing.

Zhu Fugui waved his hands quickly, and said: "It's okay, the family and the country are in the world, there is no such thing as money inside and outside, dear friends, step up your efforts to move for me! Don't save money for me!"

As he said that, Zhu Fugui found an old tree stump, sat on it, opened a bottle of Coke, drank it, and then burped comfortably.

Chapter 034 Exposed Problems

For several nights in a row, Indians made troubles in the mine. When it was dawn, they checked their property, but they didn't find much loss.

This made Henry and the security team in the mining area very puzzled.

The Indians came every day, and they were very annoying, not to mention, I was afraid that they were planning a "wolf is coming", nine lies and one truth, and a surprise attack.

This possibility had to be guarded against.

Just when Henry made up his mind to turn on the miner's lamp tonight and send security teams to meet these Indian mice, the Indians didn't come again.

……

It's just one episode in Prash's dreary, lifeless life.

No one will notice the lack of stones in the abandoned mine, not the insensitive miners, nor the domineering vigilantes and administrators.

At the same time, in the valley not far from them, it was extremely lively.

A brand new factory is taking shape little by little.

Zhu Fugui brings white rice and noodles from outside the village every week. Although the quantity is not large, it has played a role in buying bones with thousands of dollars.

Therefore, when Zhu Fugui made another promise, the recruitment of workers at the Daming Royal Lumber Factory went smoothly.

A total of 300 workers were quickly filled.

Among them, there are 50 male workers and 250 female workers.

All of a sudden, so many strong laborers were drawn from the field, which made old eunuch Li very worried.

He was still thinking about the words of Grandpa Taizu: "Build walls high, accumulate grain widely, and become king slowly..."

Thinking about it now, Lord Long Live was enthroned early in the morning, and now he has moved the farm capital, which violates two rules at once.

Fortunately, the wall made of big stones is quite strong, so it should be regarded as a "high wall", right?

Aunt Niu was as worried as Old Eunuch Li.

Nowadays, people in Yin have all changed their Han surnames, so Aunt Bison's natural surname is Niu.

Although she and the old eunuch Li are two people who are far apart and do not understand the language, they have a lot of common topics.

The two of them were like the two old consultants in Huoying Village, they were always gloomy, floating around with a dead face, which annoyed Zhu Fugui very much.

Later, he simply arranged for Lao Li and Aunt Niu to manage the food.

Don't underestimate this work. Now more than 300 people on the construction site have to eat. How to keep a bowl of water level is a science.

There have been small-scale conflicts between Chinese laborers and Yin people before. The cause is that the Chinese laborers who cook food for the Yin people shake their hands a little too much.

In fact, the food standard set by Zhu Fugui is not bad, with meat and vegetables.

These meats and vegetables are basically ordered from the platform by Zhu Fugui at his own expense.

Similar to Dingdong grocery shopping, the meals delivered are relatively fresh, and even the ice cubes in the cold chain have not melted.

Generally speaking, each worker has an egg in the morning, and gruel is enough;

The dinner is either stewed potatoes or stewed cabbage, and there is a big fat meat, and the rice is also enough.

This level of food naturally attracted a lot of people who didn't sign up or didn't meet the conditions for working.

In line with the idea of ​​completing the project construction as soon as possible and cutting down trees as soon as possible, Zhu Fugui allowed them to work for one day and eat for one day.

As a result, one day, the Chinese worker in charge of cooking felt that an old man from Yin was here to make a living, so he deliberately skipped a few slices of meat.

Then conflict broke out.

Later, Zhu Fugui investigated, and found that this old Yin man was not lazy, and even did more than some young men.

So I was very dissatisfied with the deduction of meals.

And the man named Zhao Aqian was also wronged.

Who would have thought that this skinny old man could also work?

This porridge and meal all come from the internal money of the Long Live Lord, how can he let him eat for nothing?

Long live God rewards me with food, so I have to think about Long live God in every way.

This is the very simple thinking of the Chinese.

So there is nothing wrong with either side.

Zhu Fugui praised Zhao Aqian in private and gave him a small reward.