America 1881: Legend of the West

Chen Jianqiu called the chemists from Roswell together for a meeting in the conference hall.

In the absence of Holmes, Chen Jianqiu personally convened the meeting.

"We're going to make fertilizer!" he announced.

In the conference hall, various chemists began to talk about it.

In fact, most of their time here was spent researching new explosives.

But now, the boss suddenly proposed to buy chemical fertilizers, which caught them off guard.

If they knew that this was Chen Jianqiu's impromptu idea a few hours ago, they would probably go crazy even more.

"Mr. Chen, would you like nitrogen fertilizer, phosphate fertilizer, or potassium fertilizer?"

asked a chemist named Berzelius.

He was originally a German who worked at the fertilizer factory in Staasfurt.

Strictly speaking, among the chemists present, this one was the only one who could be considered his professional counterpart.

Chen Jianqiu searched through his chemical reserves.

Synthetic ammonia is certainly not possible for the time being, and it is impossible to obtain reaction vessel steel with that strength.

If he could synthesize ammonia, why would he have to go all the way to Chile to dig for saltpeter.

Let's use saltpeter for now.

"We will not consider nitrogen fertilizers for the time being. Let's start with potassium and phosphate fertilizers." Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment and said.

"That's no problem, I can handle it alone, but let me remind you, Mr. Chen, there is no potassium mine in the United States, and all materials need to be imported."

The chemist spoke English with a strong German accent and said to Chen Jianqiu,

"If that's the case, we might as well just import fertilizers from Europe." Berzelius chuckled.

Chen Jianqiu fell into deep thought.

Now that there are more and more Chinese in Roswell, there is no problem in buying from other western states for the time being.

But if you really encounter famine and are strangled, it will be really difficult to handle.

At least, there must be a way out.

What should be imported must still be imported.

"Is there really no potassium mine in the United States?" Chen Jianqiu now wanted to drag Holmes back from the outside.

Berzelius shook his head.

"Not necessarily now!"

A voice rang from outside the meeting hall.

Everyone looked out the door.

Say Holmes, and Holmes will be there.

I saw the geologist hurried into the meeting hall carrying a bag.

He threw the bag on the table, and then took out a crystal that was not very transparent.

"I found potassium ore," the geologist said, pointing to the crystal.

The entire meeting hall fell silent for a moment.

Chen Jianqiu was also so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

He looked at the panting Holmes in bewilderment.

This is too coincidental, right?

He was a little dazed.

When I time-traveled, I had no system or a golden finger. According to some people in the era before I time-traveled, I probably wouldn't have been able to get out of Shiquan Town alive, or I would have been forced out of the United States by that bill!

Could it be that this old man is his golden finger?

But soon, Holmes' words pulled him into reality.

"We discovered it when we were exploring for oil, just in the east basin of Carlsbad Caverns."

He walked behind Chen Jianqiu and pointed out the location on the hanging map.

Chen Jianqiu turned around and took a look.

Isn't this near the place where the treasure was hidden before?

"Where did you go?" Chen Jianqiu asked doubtfully.

"Yes, I followed experience and the characteristics of the landform." Holmes picked up the crystal ore.

"I've been staring at that area for a long time."

"Actually, I didn't pay much attention to this thing at first, so I knocked some and took it back to study. But when I heard Zhang Danian said that you were studying chemical fertilizers, I rushed over."

Holmes licked his chapped lips.

"Just came back not long ago."

"Then take a drink of water and speak slowly." Chen Jianqiu asked someone to make a cup of tea for the geologist.

"If you want fertilizer, tell me earlier." Holmes shook his head, "There are phosphate mines in northern Mexico, and I happened to find the potassium mine for you."

"The treasure cave we found before is home to millions of bats. If you can't do it, you can just dig up bat guano!"

After coming to Roswell, Holmes had already thoroughly studied the landforms and mineral deposits on the border and even northern Mexico.

"Okay, that's it. Let's do it!"

Chen Jianqiu made the decision.

It seems that not only the problem of self-produced food is expected to be solved, but also a huge profit may be made.

The U.S. agriculture is underdeveloped and needs gold!

Albuquerque's train station is a transit station.

Luo Yonggui picks up some Chinese people who come from other states by train here every day.

They could choose to stay in Albuquerque or go to Santa Fe or Taos.

No matter which city in New Mexico they are in, as long as they are willing to work hard and learn, they can find a job of their own in Chen Jianqiu's company.

However, most of them hope to go to Roswell, the legendary Chinese western city.

Today, as usual, Luo Yonggui and several Chinese workers stood on the platform, waiting for vehicles to enter the station.

One of them held a sign in his hand, with several prominent Chinese characters written on it:

New Mexico welcomes you!

Not long after, the whistle came from afar.

On the horizon, white smoke floated.

A train moved towards the station from far away.

"You will register one by one later. Do you have any history of bad hobbies? Did you get them from Uncle Huang? If so, ask them for a letter from Uncle Huang."

"Then, Dayou!" Luo Yonggui shouted to a man in a small coat not far away, "Take them to the place where they are staying and have a drink of hot water or something."

He arranged it methodically.

The Chinese workers nodded.

The train slowly entered the platform, and passengers got off the train one after another.

There are not many Chinese tourists today.

They quickly found the organization based on the conspicuous sign.

Luo Yonggui and the others finished the matter in a short time.

But just as he turned around to leave.

Suddenly, the sound of quarreling came from the cargo compartment.

"You are evading fares!"

"This is a carriage for transporting goods or livestock! Not for transporting people!"

Luo Yonggui was familiar with this voice. He was a conductor in charge of the freight car.

Someone probably got into the car to save money, sneaked into the cargo compartment, and was discovered when he got off the car.

This kind of thing happens almost every now and then, and the conductor can usually handle it himself.