America 1881: Legend of the West

It’s common sense not to camp near a river.

So Chen Jianqiu and the others chose a highland site about a hundred meters away from the river.

This does not prevent them from going to the river to get fish to eat.

Thanks to Adam, Chen Jianqiu is now an excellent fisherman.

But you don’t need a fishing rod to catch fish here.

The river beach is very gentle, and if you walk a few steps in, the water is only just above your waist.

Since this place is usually inaccessible, the fish in the river are not afraid of people at all.

From time to time, trout jump out of the water and taunt people on the shore crazily.

The angler cannot tolerate this.

Chen Jianqiu found a strong and straight branch, and then tied the dagger to the top.

There was a rope tied to the other end of the branch and tied to his wrist.

This rope is a simple lost rope to prevent the fish from being dragged away along with the fishing gear in the event of a loss.

Chen Jianqiu picked up his homemade "fishing spear" and stepped into the river.

The setting sun shines on the river, creating sparkling waves.

Chen Jianqiu turned on the shooter mode.

These "naughty ghosts" under the river surface were clearly visible to him.

The end has come for these ignorant fish.

Chen Jianqiu stabbed the fish in the river one by one with a series of twists and turns.

After a while, dinner for several people was ready.

Chen Jianqiu walked onto the river beach and was about to pick up the fish he threw on the river beach and go back.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that several more horses appeared not far away, coming towards him along the river bank.

But these people are obviously not federal soldiers.

Their clothes are complicated and varied, and their costumes are also all kinds of strange.

"Couch! There seems to be a group of Indians there!" A man with pigtails shouted in English, "Get your gun out!"

The people on the horse began to take off the guns from their backs.

Chen Jianqiu clenched the harpoon in his hand, and the people at the camp also heard the movement and picked up their guns and prepared to come over.

"Damn it, put down your guns! I seemed to have seen the federal cavalry just now. If you put your guns here, I'm afraid they will be attracted!"

The man named Kuchi stopped his subordinates' behavior.

"We are here to survey the terrain, not to fight! If we are discovered, we will definitely be arrested and detained for ten days and a half. At this juncture, I don't want to cause trouble!"

Although these people have wild and uninhibited looks, they seem to listen to Kutcher's words.

They put their guns away obediently.

When Chen Jianqiu saw that the group had put away their guns, he also waved his hands to Feiniao and others in the distance, indicating that they did not need to come over.

If he guessed correctly, this man named Couch was probably the boss of the Oklahoma Colonists Association.

Kuqi rode his horse and stopped in front of Chen Jianqiu.

He turned over and got off the horse, walked up to Chen Jianqiu, and looked up and down at the fish and homemade harpoon in the hands of the "Indian" opposite.

"Hey, your harpoon is good. Is the dagger on it snatched from the pioneers?" Couch asked.

There is a kind of person in this world.

There are just a lot of words in his mouth, whether they are well-intentioned or malicious, they are hard to hear.

Apparently Kutcher is one of them.

Chen Jianqiu met Kuqi for the first time, but after he finished his first sentence, he felt that this person was a bit annoying.

“@@!￥#@￥%#……”

Chen Jianqiu replied.

Kuchi and another entourage looked at each other:

"Is this the language of their tribe?" Kuchi was a little confused.

"Kutch, this man doesn't seem to understand what we are talking about." The attendant thought for a moment and said.

Kuqi thought for a moment and decided to test it again:

"Idiot! This is no longer your territory! Go back to the mountains! Run for your life before our large army arrives!"

Chen Jianqiu remained unmoved and continued to mutter:

"!@#!%%!#"

Now Couch and his entourage confirmed that the man in front of them could not understand English.

He shook his head:

"Don't worry about them, let's go about our business."

This group of people no longer paid attention to Chen Jianqiu and walked towards the river.

"What a beautiful and fertile land!" Kuchi said with emotion, akimbo, looking at the scenery in front of him, "It's just that those bastards in Congress didn't agree to open it until now!"

"Yes! These gentlemen in the east don't understand the sufferings of us pioneers at all." The followers on the side were filled with indignation.

Kuqi glanced at Chen Jianqiu, who was standing by "dumbfounded" and seemed to be full of resentment:

"These red-skinned savages occupy millions of acres of the most fertile land in the West, and each of them has a full square mile of territory; while we, the hard-working and intelligent Americans, have to go to those barren and barren lands. It’s so unfair to have to live alone!”

"Yes, yes." Everyone followed and echoed.

Chen Jianqiu wanted to laugh a little.

These guys came to someone's house and occupied the magpie's nest, driving the original owner into a small room. Then they thought the room left for the owner was too small and planned to occupy even that room.

There is nothing wrong with the law of the jungle, but if you want to talk about fairness, you are really a bitch and want to build a memorial arch.

However, he did not show any expression on his face and continued to look dull, listening to these people's conversation quietly.

Several people walked around the river again.

"Kutch, otherwise we should choose the address of the new city here." The braided man suggested, "The railway is not far away, and there is a river here. When the time comes, let the people from the association set up camp here after getting off the train."

"Well, it would be better to choose the south side of the river." Kuchi nodded in agreement, "Let the people from the association fence the land first."

"What about the other retail investors?" Another person had some questions. "When the news is announced, there will definitely be a lot of people who heard about it."

"Let them eat shit!" The braided man looked dissatisfied, "Our association has been preparing for this moment for so many years, and has saved more than 80,000 US dollars, just for this moment!"

"Well, the land will first satisfy the members of our association, and the rest will be distributed."

Couch had it in his pocket.

He began to sigh again:

"I think those members of the association followed me and took the risk to enter here. It almost happened. We established a camp of 400 people on the banks of the Stillwater River. Unfortunately, we were discovered by the federal army in the end. ”

"Many of us have been jailed, and the association was almost disbanded."

"But we survived! We are now strong and strong! We have the final say in this place!"

"When the time comes, houses and farms will rise here one after another! The cattle and sheep here are the same as those in Texas, and are sold throughout the United States and even the world. Here~sneeze~"

Maybe it was because the wind by the river was too cold, or maybe the barbecue ingredients were being prepared at the camp, but Kuchi sneezed hard.

"President! You have to take care of yourself! We are counting on you to lead us in building this place into the second miracle of the West after Roswell!" The braided man said with tears in his eyes.

"That's right! President Kuchi, we are all discussing electing you as the first mayor of this city!" Another person's flattery followed closely.

Kuqi smiled and waved his hand: "False name, false name, just to contribute to everyone."

Chen Jianqiu looked at this group of people, and then at the temporarily empty prairie.

Have these people gone crazy? Are they already thinking about building a city and becoming mayor?

But Couch and his men didn't stay here long.

They left after thinking about the future by the river.

"Red-skinned monkey, enjoy your last supper!" Before leaving, the braided man left these words to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu returned to the camp carrying the fish.

"Boss, are you from the Colonists Association?" Feiniao took the fish and asked.

"A group of people with rich imaginations are suitable for writing novels." Chen Jianqiu smacked his tongue.

"Let's eat grilled fish tonight! Make the fire a little brighter!"