America 1881: Legend of the West

"Did you get it?"

After leaving Leonard's compound, Chen Jianqiu turned around and asked Sean who was driving the carriage.

"I got it." Sean took out a document from his arms, "To prevent them from finding out, I only took out the bottom contract."

"Show it to lawyer Dylan." Chen Jianqiu pursed his lips toward the inside of the carriage.

Negro papers and lanterns were handed in.

After a while, Dylan's voice came from the carriage: "The chain of evidence is not complete yet, but these things are enough to give him a headache for a while."

Chen Jianqiu turned around and stopped talking, and they walked towards the town.

……

Chen Jianqiu and the Standard Oil team did not meet. They set off first and embarked on the road back to Roswell.

About five days later in the afternoon, the Standard Oil team also arrived near the Roswell Oil Field.

Meyer rode, followed by the sullen man with a group of gunmen.

They looked at the oil well in front of them in a daze.

It was quiet here, with no one around, as if it was deserted.

Since the last mass incident here, the master workers have used their fists to beat Pete and his hapless team out of Roswell.

However, they also learned about the change in oilfield equity.

The workers received their last month's salary from the accountant and never returned to the oil field.

They don't care what the future holds. If it doesn't work out, it would be good to be a construction worker in the new town.

Chen Jianqiu really didn't lie to them. People came through the Chihuahua Desert one after another, most of them Chinese.

Various shops in the town are gradually opening, including tailor shops, food stores, grocery stores...

They can live well on the salary they receive from construction sites.

As for the first group of experts, except for the cook, including the accountant, they all packed their bags and prepared to go home after Christmas.

Chen Jianqiu made some efforts to persuade him to stay, but Jackson politely declined: "I will never work under Standard Oil again. I've had enough of those people's faces."

Chen Jianqiu had no choice but to arrange a farewell bonfire banquet for them.

When parting, he held the oil expert's hand and said meaningfully to him: "We will meet again."

Facing the empty oil fields, Meyer was both happy and worried.

Fortunately, it saved him a lot of trouble.

According to Peter, the original workers were all unruly people, and he was still thinking about how to deal with these people, maybe even using force.

But now I no longer have this worry.

The worry is that he has to start all over again.

The top priority is to resume oil production in the oil fields. The equipment at the refinery is all ready, and it can be set up very quickly.

What to do if there are no more workers? Let's recruit again. Isn't there a small town next to us?

"Hanni, call some people and follow me to the town over there to purchase some supplies."

After settling his staff, Meyer called his deputy and prepared to go for a walk in the new town of Roswell.

"Would you like to talk to Captain Lynch?" the deputy asked tentatively.

"No, he is also very tired from escorting us all the way. He may have to arrange follow-up security work at night." Meyer shook his head.

"Apart from those workers, there's no need to worry about attacks within a few hundred miles." Hanni muttered in a low voice.

The purchasing team soon arrived in the new town.

Different from the silence of the oil well, this place is full of people and lively.

The arrangement of the houses in this town seems to be specially planned and uniform. The houses in the outermost row are still under construction, and the styles built are rare in the western United States.

On the construction sites under construction, there were people of all colors, and they were busy cooperating with each other. English mixed with various accents and Chinese that they did not understand came from the other side of the construction site.

"Boss, most of the people in this town seem to be Chinese." Hanni looked at the construction site and the surroundings. Those yellow-skinned faces looked a little strange to him.

"Chinese? Chinese are good, they are cheap." Meyer curled his lips and found that Hanni had been pulling on his arm, "Why are you pulling on me? They don't understand anyway."

Hanni didn't say anything. He pointed to the store door in front, where a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes was looking at them with a smile.

"The Chinese are not necessarily cheap." Chen Jianqiu put his hands behind his back with a smile on his face, but for some reason, Meyer always felt a little cold.

"How can I get to the grain store?" Meyer changed the topic. "We are employees of Standard Oil Company and we are here to buy some grain."

"It's right behind me." Chen Jianqiu pointed to the room behind him, "It's a hundred miles away. This is the only one. You can't miss it."

"I'm the boss." He added, "My surname is Chen."

Meyer dismounted and followed Chen Jianqiu into the grain store.

This room is more like a warehouse than a grain store. Various bags containing grains are piled up in most of the room.

Meyer asked about the price.

You won’t know if you don’t ask, but you will be shocked when you ask. The price is two or three times higher than the price outside.

"Isn't this a black shop?" Meyer's eyes widened.

"Then you can go outside and transport it yourself." Li Sifu behind Chen Jianqiu said confidently.

"Can people in this town afford to eat at your price?" Meyer glanced at the construction site.

"That's why their wages are high." Chen Jianqiu said with a smile.

He didn't tell Meyer that this wave of price increases was just to welcome their arrival. As for other people in this town, they didn't even have a pot for the time being.

The restaurant that provides them with food is behind the construction site.

The owner of that shop is Hanif, who hired the only remaining Italian chef from the expert team and a Chinese chef sent by Zhang Danian.

Both Western and Chinese food are available.

It is said that Hanif has recently been pursuing the idea of ​​​​Mexican cooks in neighboring towns.

The prices there are basically normal.

Li Sifu is still the kind of person who likes to buy or not.

Meyer also wanted to discuss the price with Chen Jianqiu, but found Hanni pulling his arm again: "Buy it, otherwise we will starve."

Meyer reluctantly took out the money.

"Loading!" Chen Jianqiu shouted, and he and Li Sifu began to load grain into their car.

Meyer asked Hanni to post a recruitment advertisement on the notice board across the square, while he copied it with his hands and watched around the car.

Suddenly, he remembered something and asked Chen Jianqiu who was loading the goods: "Excuse me, who is Chen Jianqiu?"

"I am, what's wrong?" Chen Jianqiu straightened up and glanced at him.

Meyer suddenly understood.

He finally understood why the prices at the food store in front of him were so dark.

What kind of boss, what kind of store to open.

"Manager Pete asked me to bring you the money he owes." Meyer took out a large bag from his saddle bag, "Please show me the IOU."

Because of this bag of money, poor manager Pete was scolded by Rockefeller for a whole afternoon. In addition to asking him to pay part of it himself, he also deducted a month's salary as punishment.

Chen Jianqiu turned around and returned to the house, took out a thick stack of IOUs and stuffed them into Meyer's hand.

Every IOU has Fatty's fingerprints on it.

Meyer looked at the amount and terms above and was shocked.

He decided to think of a way to do business with this kind of person again. He was a dog.

The grains filled with flour were loaded onto the cart. Meyer was about to call Hanny back to the city when he noticed a man wearing black gloves riding a horse and appearing at the corner of the street not far away.

Chen Jianqiu also saw this person. He always felt that this person looked familiar, especially the nose and the sinister face.

"Captain Lynch, you're here too." Meyer greeted him, "I'll buy some supplies and will go back right away."

"Just call me Tim from now on. My full name is Tim Lynch." The man looked around, then glanced at Chen Jianqiu, and then headed out of the town with Manager Meyer.

Chen Jianqiu looked at their leaving figures and touched his chin.

Captain Lynch? Tim Lynch? What does this man have to do with the Pinkerton detective who was shot to death by Adam?

They are not enemies, but they really don’t get together.

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