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Chapter 218 Destiny and Golden Valley
Aside from a mining accident in which rubble from the black powder blinded Strobl in one eye, requiring him to wear an ugly black patch over his left, Strobl otherwise Troble remains a dashing, successful white man.

He has a neat black striped suit, a well-defined blond hair with a big back, a high nose bridge, and facial features... four distinct features.

So when Strobl smashed the wine glass in a slightly frantic manner, and shouted "Manifest Destiny!" with great fanaticism, Dicky, who felt a little unexpected, was quiet for a moment, and then his brass chin was pressed, and his voice was cold,
"Sir, we're talking about engineering safety, not a spelling bee."

Strobl burst into a smile,

"I can understand that you are a soldier, not a cultural person, so I don't quite understand what this means... Let me give you an example that you are more familiar with."

Dicky felt a little angry in his heart, but he glanced at Strobl's black blindfold and remained silent.

Strobl spoke eloquently,

"Manifest Destiny was first written in 1845 by a prototype central difference engine and published in the "Democratic Review". It also has an inevitable and irreversible God-given destiny, and will eventually spread the superiority of a civilized society on the ignorant and backward lands of the world.

In 1848, just after the central difference engine wrote these two words, we defeated the independent Mexico controlled by the natives, brought the three states of Texas back to the control of civilized society, and obtained a large amount of land and resources … Just like the wave of civilization we have created in the past few decades, it has swept across five continents and four oceans around the world. "

Dicky couldn't take it anymore.

"Mr. Strobl, with all due respect, it is probably the steel and fire driven by the red coal steam engine that spread the superiority of civilized society to the whole world!"

Strobl glanced at him, half-eyed, expressionless,
"You are right, but you are also wrong. To be precise, it is the beliefs of civilized society, natural superiority, and steel and fire that swept the world together, not just steel and fire."

Strobl poured himself another glass of wine,

"After the completion of the Pacific Railway, the steel and fire of civilized society will sweep across Central and South America more quickly. This beautiful railway, at least for now, represents a part of Manifest Destiny, with an irreversible talent Fate, nothing can stop her completion, this is the inevitable result calculated by the central difference computer, in the process..."

Saying that he was thirsty, Strobl took a sip of the wine and gave Dicky a sideways glance.
"You said earlier that what happened in the camp might affect the construction of the railway?

Evil spirit?You mean those so-called nameless gods, rulers of the sewers?Hehe, they have already trembled under the steel and fire, and their believers are a group of mice who only dare to hide in the shadows.

Indian tribal god?Maya?Inca?Aztec?Please, their temples have all been buried deep under the churches built by the Spanish, 300 years ago.

And the Eastern wizard?Their ancestral beliefs had long been destroyed by the English in the Commercial War of 1840..."

(Note: The Commercial War, the Opium War in the British historical view)
Major Dicky was speechless, and questioned after a while,

"Since it is inevitable, why do we still need those Chinese laborers with yellow leather tails to push the construction site from Sacramento to Sierra Ridge here? On average, more than 300 people are killed by bombing, falling, and illness every month." People, causing the board of directors to keep handing out leaflets to find new labor service companies to recruit new workers?"

"This speaks to Manifest Destiny. Have you ever wondered what would happen if these 300 Chinese laborers were replaced by whites or niggers? A payroll with tripled numbers, a monthly pension of [-] people, a daily The working hours are shortened by half, not including daily expenses such as eating, drinking, and sala..."

Strobl said with a smile,

"These yellow-skinned mules make the construction of the railway easier and faster, and I think it is also an honor for those Chinese workers to participate in the manifest destiny of civilized society..."

Dicky wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Strobl raising his hand,
"Okay, don't worry about it anymore. All in all, no one will hinder the construction of the railway. Let's go to the NO.11 carriage to have a good time, haha..."

Car No. 11 is what Wu Qing saw at the beginning. There are red lanterns hanging at the end of the steam train, revealing obscene lights.

There were white whores where dogs and Chinese were not allowed, and Strobl's "treasures."

From the decoration style of the NO.11 compartment, it can be seen that Strobl attaches great importance to it...

Since Dicky was transformed into a steam soldier, he has lost interest in this area, but he couldn't hold back Strobl's enthusiasm, and he still shuttled with him among the trains. On the way, they discussed,

"Is there any news from Mr. Crocker?"

"He has already arrived in California, the group of old men of the Federal California Chinese Labor Investigative Committee will not trouble him..."

"What is the federal government trying to do? Do you think we are not slow enough?"

"They want to prove that the Chinese workers are unable to meet the requirements of the railway construction, whether in terms of physical fitness or mental state, and will only delay the construction progress... They want us to transfer the employment contract to the white people... let's make their dream come true..."

"Indeed...Although they are an inferior race, two people are worth one white person, but the price of hiring white people can even hire three..."

During the conversation, the two had arrived in the NO.11 compartment.

Eight red candles were poked inside, and the sandalwood smoke woven a curtain in the room, making people's eyes narrow due to the smoke.

The flame of the candle twisted, and the golden-red space in the entire carriage also became unstable.

Black musicians playing the accordion in the corner of the carriage; scantily clad men and women, babbling and babbling sounds from small rooms separated by dark screens, and a glass box half-covered by black cloth in the center...

The glass box is wide and tall, like a display case in a museum.

Seeing the black cloth, Strobl became displeased and cried out,

"Who built it?"

Everyone looked at him, with blue or green eyes, but no one spoke, only the sound of "babbling" stopped for a while, Strobl frowned and pulled the black cloth, suddenly revealing I read the contents inside...

A young girl with a small face covered with face powder and rouge cream, flat, prominent cheekbones, low nose bridge, black hair is not beautiful, but it doesn't matter, this is a special "Oriental sentiment", there is a pair of very beautiful eyes on the face. The eyes are bright, but there are no mood swings in the eyes.

Her name is Rouge.

Strobl was upset again, and said viciously,
"Listen, you can continue to be your iceberg beauty, but next, I won't buy four additional pieces of red coal on the monthly supplies list, which is quite a big expense, you idiot Silly brother, with your body like a work of art, you can't earn a lot of expenses on time!"

Dicky, who was following Strobl, looked at Rouge with scrutiny. He didn't like to come here, and he also took a look at Rouge once, because there was no covering of clothes, and Dicky had a panoramic view of Rouge.

She has a graceful body at this age, tight thighs, high breasts, and a neck like a swan... What is even more amazing is that these charming curves are all outlined by slender copper wire mesh, A red "heart" can be vaguely seen inside the chest cavity made of copper wire mesh emitting golden light.Micro steam engine.

A steam doll that is almost completely remodeled like Dicky except for a head.

Dicky is such a person. He knows how lucky it is to be steamed with only one head left, and only such people are eligible to become Strobl's treasure.

A body with yellow skin?Don't be ridiculous, throwing a green dollar bill on the pier in San Francisco, there are many young bodies like this.

But then Dicky shook his head slightly. It's a pity that this steam puppet was probably made for ornamental purposes in the first place, and the material used was a thin layer of copper wire mesh?It didn't even work properly, and from the moment she was successfully transformed, she was destined to be a canary to be watched.

I heard she was voluntary?It is said that she did not want her brother to work hard to earn money that he could not earn at all.Dicky shook his head again, not knowing what he was thinking.

The thin glass plate could not block the incoming sound rays. After Strobl finished speaking, Rouge smiled obediently, but Strobl's sight was already attracted by a steam guard who rushed over.

"Sir, I finally found you..."

"what happened?"

"Old Joe found this by the river."

The steam guard spread his hands, and a charming golden sand firmly attracted the eyes of Strobl and Dicky. They didn't notice that the thin layer of glass around them could not only block the sound, but also could not block the sight. Rouge There was finally a wave in her eyes, and she vaguely heard,
"Old Joe used to be a miner in the Imperial Gold Mine. He said that it is very likely to be a new gold mine. It is speculated that it is in the upper reaches of the American River..."

Strobl and Dicky's eyes tightened.

Nevada has the largest gold mines on five continents and four oceans. The annual gold production accounts for 3% of the world's total. Because of a small geological change that was not noticed by people, these little cuties hidden deep in the bottom were brought out by groundwater In the middle of the Ming River, a new gold mine was discovered. This kind of thing is not uncommon in Nevada.

Even those who are favored by God directly picked up a natural gold nugget (dog head gold) weighing tens of kilograms near the new gold mine...

Rouge leaned against the glass plate, with a piece of tofu white on her forehead, and she listened quietly to Strobl's whispering and deliberately lowered voices...

…………

The next day, Xiong Hua Labor Service Company.

The desk in the office on the third floor is steaming...

Barbecued pork buns, wonton noodles, boat porridge, sesame chicken, sandwiches... If Wu Qing hadn't stopped Xi Ding, the roast suckling pig could be served in slices.

Wu Qing swallowed a hot wonton in one gulp, and asked,
"Why haven't you seen your uncle so early in the morning?"

Xi Ding, whose half of his butt was stuck on the sofa, stood up immediately,

"Early in the morning, Strobl, the person in charge of the construction site, called my uncle away, saying that he was going to have a meeting... Is it to your liking, sir?"

"It was delicious."

Wu Qing praised, pushed the wonton noodles away from her face, and said with a smile,

"Don't just watch, let's eat together, I can't finish eating so much."

Xi Ding quickly waved his hand,

"No, we've already eaten..."

Before the words fell, A Kui beside him had already taken a step, and Xi Ding only had time to pull out that thick braid, but he was pulled back a bit.

The back of A Kui's head was stabbed, and he turned his head angrily,
"Mister told us to eat it, why are you teasing me?"

Xi Ding didn't make a sound, nor did he keep silent, winking anxiously.

Wu Qing pursed her lips, amused by watching,

"It's okay, just come and eat, anyway, I'm full."

After finishing speaking, he pushed away the chair and stood up, walked directly to the door, opened the door, and Laoji outside the house was about to knock on the door. When he saw Wu Qing, he was surprised at how it was so good, and then saluted quickly.

"gentlemen."

Wu Qing asked,

"Is there any news about the mysterious side?"

Lao Ji replied, "Yes."

"Go for a stroll outside, the house is too stuffy."

Wu Qing went downstairs first as he spoke, and Lao Ji immediately followed.

Xi Ding in the room finally cursed out,
"Lost my mother, what did my uncle say before he left?"

"Listen to what you say, sir." A Kui spoke plausibly.

"..."

Xi Ding held his forehead and sighed,

Akui suddenly smiled at him and said,

"What are you afraid of? Last night I used the copper coin my sister gave me to see the real face of Mr...."

Xi Ding's eyeballs were about to pop out,
"What are you talking about?"

Thinking of Xiong Hua's earnest advice not to offend Mr., he hurriedly lowered his voice,

"Don't tell anyone about this, just pretend you haven't done it, remember? Remember, you!"

Being stared at fiercely by Xi Ding, A Kui had no choice but to nod.

There was a moment of silence in the atmosphere, but after a while, Xi Ding, who had collected his mood, felt itchy and flustered again, scratched his chin,
"Then what, what did you see?"

Before Akui could answer, Xi Ding patted Qing Ran's head again, and said with a smile,

"Hey, I was almost caught in by you kid. Your copper plate is looking at the true nature of a person, and my husband is not a person. Where is the reincarnation of a beast..."

"I see..." Akui said.

"what?"

"I said I saw it."

"...,"

Xi Ding's heart sank, and he couldn't tell what kind of mentality he was holding, and asked,

"See what?"

"I saw……"

Wu Qing had already come downstairs, following the bright sunshine, looked up and saw Xiding and Akui who were chatting by the window on the third floor, because the distance was too far, I could only see what Akui was talking through the glass panel, Xi Ding's eyes widened, his chest heaved violently, as if he had heard some incredible words...

Wu Qing lowered his head, and saw Xiong Hua approaching surrounded by a group of people. He saw Wu Qing quicken his pace, and when he walked in front of him, Wu Qing asked,
"Have a good meeting?"

Unexpectedly, Xiong Hua's brows were filled with joy,
"Sir, there is news about the gold mine..."

(End of this chapter)