America 1881: Legend of the West

A few days later, a grand funeral was held in Ciudad Juárez to bury Sergio Romero, the brother of the current consul.

Chen Jianqiu asked Camilla to return to Roswell first, while he continued to stay in Ciudad Juarez.

The situation here is not yet completely stable, and it is unrealistic to expect Romero to cry every day while holding Ariana's portrait.

He maintained the garrison here.

In addition, he also asked Feiniao to bring over a large number of kerosene lamps and kerosene stoves.

He distributed these items for free to citizens around Juarez and supported them in purchasing and bringing goods here.

At this time, Mexico's tariffs were extremely low relative to its neighbors to the north.

In this way, Roswell's kerosene has another market, which can be sold to Mexico.

At the same time, Chen Jianqiu moved some Chinese who were temporarily unable to obtain status in the United States from Roswell to here.

These Chinese all own their own land.

Chen Jianqiu encouraged them to write letters back and bring their wives over.

How can we reproduce without a home? How can we continue the ethnic group without reproducing?

He wanted Juarez to replace San Francisco as a transit point for Chinese entering the United States.

Chen Jianqiu hopes that the three locations of Lincoln County, Roswell, and Juarez will echo each other on the US-Mexico border and form a triangular area.

This place, to put it mildly, doesn't even allow a bird to poop.

Americans were less willing to come, as the entire west was not fully developed, and they preferred to stay in the east or California.

New Mexico did not officially join the Union until 1912, thirty years later.

The Mexicans don't care too much. They focus more on their own south. If it weren't for the existence of the Royal Avenue, I'm afraid even the border city of Juarez would not exist.

But precisely because of this, not many people pay attention to what happens here.

Chen Jianqiu originally planned to rush back to Roswell after finishing the matters here, because he received news that the railway from Albuquerque to Lincoln County was about to be completed.

He had to go back and lay out the area from Lincolnshire to Roswell.

However, just as Chen Jianqiu was preparing to return, a well-traveled Mexican appeared in the city hall of Ciudad Juárez.

This man is Diaz's messenger.

He did not go to find Romero who was staying at his home, but went straight to Chen Jianqiu's office.

This man was dressed in a very "American" style. He was wearing a black suit jacket, a bow tie, and a certain top hat.

He speaks fluent English and speaks and behaves like an American.

Therefore, when this man appeared at the door of Chen Jianqiu's office and spoke, Chen Jianqiu thought he was an American politician.

Because his style reminded Chen Jianqiu of Scott.

"Hello, Mr. Chen. My name is Limantour. I'm from Mexico City." His eyes were bright and lively, and his words were full of energy. "On behalf of Mr. Diaz, I'm here to talk to you." .”

Chen Jianqiu was sitting at his desk dealing with the settlement matters of the relocated Chinese. When he saw the person in front of him, he put down the roster in his hand and stood up.

"Welcome, Mr. Lemantour," he said.

Chen Jianqiu did not ask how the person in front of him learned of his existence, and Lemantour did not specifically mention this matter.

It’s clear that Díaz has a greater command of the country’s information than any of his predecessors.

The two of them sat down on the sofa in the office tacitly.

"Do you smoke cigars? Mr. Lemantour?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

The person opposite smiled and nodded.

Chen Jianqiu turned around, took out a wooden box from the cabinet behind his desk, then took out two cigars from it, and handed one of them to Riemann Toure.

"You are the first Chinese businessman I have ever seen who has achieved such success in the United States." Lemantour took the cigar and did not hesitate to praise him. "I have been in the United States for many years."

But his next sentence seemed a bit red-hot: "It's just that Mr. Chen's ambition is probably more than that."

Chen Jianqiu took out a match and lit the cigar for him: "In my hometown, there is a saying called 'talking about business in business', which means that as a businessman, you will talk about things from a business standpoint. I don't know if you and What does Mr. Diaz think?”

"I like to communicate in this way with people like you." Lemantour took a puff of his cigar.

He did not lean on the sofa like many wealthy Mexicans, but leaned forward and put one hand on his thigh.

"Romero's letter to Mr. Díaz stated that he is willing to be loyal to the President. May I understand that you are also willing to be loyal to Mr. Díaz?"

"I am a businessman, Mr. Lemantour." Chen Jianqiu said. "I will support him."

Lemantour stared at Chen Jianqiu intently, as if he wanted to read the truth or falsehood of this sentence from his expression.

But he read nothing.

"Mr. Chen, I don't know if you have ever been to San Francisco, California, or Austin, Texas?" Lemantour took a deep breath.

"I've been to San Francisco, but not to Austin." Chen Jianqiu told the truth.

"That was all the land of Mexico." Limantour said, his voice was low, as if he was talking about the pain, "No citizen of a big country with a land area of ​​more than several million square kilometers can feel the pain that we have."

Chen Jianqiu said nothing.

He thought of Xiangjiang for no reason.

Lemantour was afraid that he had forgotten that there was another political power on the other side of the ocean at this time, which was almost the same as here.

No, it seems not as good as here.

"However, decades have passed. Look at the land north of this border. There are thousands of miles of railways there. All kinds of new inventions are emerging one after another, full of vitality and hope."

Lemantour continued.

"Look at the city you are in now. It is still in backwardness and decay. Even if it is only separated from El Paso by the Rio Grande, it is far different."

"So, we need change! We need to take the road of capitalization! We need railways! We need to introduce capital! We need you to come and build factories here!" Leman Tour looked at Chen Jianqiu, his eyes shining.

"Only in this way can our country become prosperous and strong!"

"Any American capitalist with a little bit of strength can do this." Chen Jianqiu said disapprovingly, "And, you don't need to tell me, I also plan to invest some money here."

Lemantour shook his head:

"No, no, no, Mr. Chen, many American businessmen don't understand this, and we need some people who will advance and retreat with us."

"So, is this your idea or Mr. Diaz's?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at him.

There are many people with ideas for change, but without the support of powerful people in power, it will basically be a castle in the air.

"I am not representing one person, but a group of people, you can call us 'Scientologists,' and Mr. Díaz stands with us and I am now his chief adviser."

Lemantour took out a letter from his pocket. The signature and seal on it were none other than Diaz.

"President Díaz will be back with us soon," he said.

"Every businessman who is willing to invest in Mexico will be the president and a guest. I heard that you are the chairman of the board of directors of the Santa Fe Railway Company?"

Chen Jianqiu said nothing, acquiescing to this.

"I hope you can facilitate the railway company's investment in Mexico. Believe me, your benefits will be far beyond imagination, including but not limited to subsidies, land and minerals."

It has to be said that Riemann Toure is a qualified politician. He can say something with a simple starting point and make it very contagious.

However, Chen Jianqiu knew very well the value of these promises.

He leaned against the back of the sofa and held his chin in one hand.

"Mr. Lemantour, please rest assured that I will consider continuing to invest in Mexico, and I will support him from beginning to end. As for the conditions, I will talk to President Díaz when I have time."

Chen Jianqiu, he wants a port to go to sea.