The king of Xinzhou United and the Khan of Great Pingyuan, Zhu Hehao, did not come specifically to inspect the 3000th household in Huaizhou. He just had important matters to go to the 3000th household in Huaizhou and passed by the camp of the 3000th household in Huaizhou.

Check it out.

Let's see how you guys are doing during this time. Are you more like Mongolians? Have you learned to nomadic? Are you vomiting after eating meat? That's why people blew some rally horns and took away the people who were herding cattle and sheep.

The "trainee Mongolians" all became anxious, inspected them, gave them a few more words of instruction, and rewarded each household with a few silver coins. Then they led their guards to the royal palace that King Huai Zhu and Kun had placed on the bank of the river.

He left with his account.

When Zhu Hehao rushed to King Huai's tent, it was already dark. The sky was dotted with stars, and the starry sky was magnificent. It seemed to wrap everything between heaven and earth in his arms. It was already autumn, and the night wind in the river basin was a bit...

Cold. The wind was strong tonight, whizzing by his ears, giving him the feeling of leading thousands of troops to plow the courtyard, sweep the caves, and march north to the grasslands beyond the Great Wall... No, it doesn't seem like this.

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He is now the Great Plains Khan Zhu Mu Zhen! And he also leads two fully armed nomadic ten thousand household regiments. Is he going to invade the Great Wall? Unfortunately, this is not the Mongolian grassland, but the New World Continent... In this life

There is no way to go back. It doesn’t matter how many thousands of households there are. Let’s just be the “Khan of America”!

"My brothers Huai Wang and Kun meet the Great Khan!"

"My brother De Wang and Zhen meet the Great Khan!"

Just when Zhu Hehao was looking for the feeling of the Great Khan, two princes of the Ming Dynasty were already greeting him outside the Qianhu Camp of King Huai... This scene must let Zhu Cixi know that it must be

I know how to write a letter and scold my three sons for their nonsense.

Nomadic people are nomadic. Why are you pretending to be Mongolian? What if you pretend to be smooth but can't change back?

But all that's left is scolding. The three brothers, the local tycoon Wang, now have very strong wings, and their abilities are also considered strong. If compared with the group of children Wang who had never left the palace in the history of the Ming Dynasty, they could beat them by a long wall.

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Zhu Hekun also prepared a Mongolian dinner for the two brothers. It was placed in a tent and a fire was lit. A large pot was placed on the fire, and pieces of dried marinated beef were thrown in. Xiao

The iron kettle was hung on the fire, and the fragrance of milk tea wafted in waves.

While the milk tea and beef soup were still cooking, Zhu Hehao said to the two good brothers with a happy face: "Let me tell you something. The Secret Service of the General's Mansion heard the news about the French expedition team.

In the middle reaches of the Mississippi River, a large amount of gold was found on the territory of the Apaches! The gold was found on a tributary of the Mississippi River... It is said that the local Indians have always called that river the Poop River!

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Zhu Hekun was taking the freshly brewed milk tea from a concubine and was about to drink it when he heard his elder brother say "poop". He frowned and said: "Poop...Boss, are you eating?"

Don’t you want to talk about this?”

Zhu Hezhen was more curious. He blinked and asked, "Boss, why is it called Da? What kind of river is Da?"

Zhu Hehao said with joy: "The Indians call gold the shit of the gods... This is a river of gold!"

River of gold!

Zhu Hekun didn't find "god's poop" disgusting either. He took a sip of milk tea and then asked, "Is the news reliable?"

Zhu Hezhen also asked: "Is there really a river of gold?"

Zhu Hehao nodded and said: "The credibility is extremely high... There are Portuguese spies in the Secret Detective Department collecting intelligence in Mexico City. Although they can't get any confidential information, the news is spreading in the streets and alleys.

, they can still send it back.”

It turned out that the false news spread by the Spanish and French reached Washington City, and actually deceived the local tycoon Wang Zhu Hehao.

Zhu Hehao added: "After learning the news, the Marquis Marina, who was sent to Mexico City by the French, ignored the war with us and left for New Rome at the mouth of the Mississippi River!"

Zhu Hekun was a little convinced. "Marquis Marina really went to the Mississippi River? It seems like this is a bit true!"

Zhu Hezhen said: "Yes, he is the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces... How can he leave Mexico City at this time?"

Zhu Hehao nodded lightly and said: "If there is really so much gold, it will be a great opportunity to move eastward. Although the land in the Great Plains is fertile, the population in Xinzhou is too small, so the land is not valuable! And it can be cultivated

It is impossible to transport the grain back to the Ming Dynasty for sale...so it won't attract many people. But it's different with gold. If you find it, it will be money!"

Although the land in the Xinzhou Great Plains is fertile, there is no direct waterway to the western seaport, so it is difficult to communicate directly with the Ming Dynasty. The cost of immigrating there is too high, and the land in the Xinzhou Great Plains is not as attractive to immigrants as California.

of gold!

Therefore, the local tyrant king could only agree to the "replaceable land bond" plan of his loving father Zhu Cixiang, borrowed 8 million taels of silver, and then used the money to deceive two nomadic households... and these 20,000 households

They were all deceived from the Ming Dynasty. No one in the United States of New Zealand wanted to "develop the Great East". Everyone would rather go to Mexico to make a fortune than go to the Great Plains to open up wasteland.

However, the cost of tricking people from the Ming Dynasty to come here is too high. Even if you are a local tycoon, the most you can do is to do it again.

Being able to build four nomadic households with ten thousand households on the Xinzhou Great Plains is enough to turn a local tycoon into a "loan king".

But if the Mississippi River had a tributary where gold could be found everywhere on the riverbanks...that wouldn't be a problem!

Gold itself can attract immigrants to travel thousands of miles away! And the local tycoon king and his two brothers can also share the profits and make a large sum of money. At that time, the "loan king" will become a local tycoon king again.

The two brothers Zhu Hekun and Zhu Hezhen also became jealous - they were not very interested in the Eastern Expedition.

If they could be allowed to squint in the Great River Basin, they would be quite satisfied. After all, the Great River Basin is relatively close to Washington City, and Washington City is a lively place.

"Brother," Zhu Hekun said with a smile: "Then let's not delay... Let's start the Eastern Expedition after winter!"

"Yes!" Zhu Hezhen nodded, "The gold in the Golden River is also limited, and we cannot let Westerners dig it all up first."

Zhu Hehao smiled and said: "I came here to tell you this... No matter whether this news is true or false, we have to treat it as true! I have already thought about it and will use this news to

Recruit a group of gold diggers from four states in China, the United States, Poland, and Canada, and they will all join your ten thousand households." He paused, "We can't let them join for free, they have to charge money! The number of places is also limited, and you two have ten thousand households.

Each household can bring 5,000 people, and there are 10,000 quotas in total. Each quota requires a protection fee of 200 silver coins, so 2 million is enough."

It can still be like this!

Zhu Hekun and Zhu Hezhen glanced at each other and murmured in their hearts: You really follow our father... There is no point pretending to be Genghis Khan, you are just a profiteer king!

"Boss, how are we going to divide these 2 million?" Zhu Hekun had already asked in a low voice.

Fen? Zhu Hehao felt harsh when he heard this word!

These are all mine! I am the boss! The eldest brother is the father... Why should you divide it?

"Brother," Zhu Hezhen said with a smile, "you are the eldest, so you will get more, and we are the younger brothers, and we will get less... You get 1 million, and each of us gets 500,000, is that feasible?"

Zhu Hehao said with a disapproving expression, "How can there be so much to divide? If you and your 10,000 households want to set off early, you will have to buy more cattle and sheep, otherwise there will be 60,700,000 or 70,000 people! What will we eat on the plains? At least we have to buy some.

Half of it will be spent on cattle and sheep, and maybe some horses. The rest will be divided...I'll take 400,000, and each of you will get 300,000, how about that?"

Score even if you don’t give up!

The rich king knows very well that the main responsibility of his king in Xinzhou Continent is to preside over the division of spoils... Up and down, everyone has to follow the distribution of money, land, girls, and, yes, power!

When everyone is satisfied with the distribution, the king of the United States will be able to go smoothly!
Chapter completed!