1850 American Gold Tycoon.

Chapter 125 People can leave, gold stays!

Chapter 125 People Can Go, But Gold Stays! (550 are ordered plus more!)
Those rumors in the market are not groundless.

The growth rate of Liang Yao's assets was even faster than he expected. In mid-November, he roughly estimated that some of the assets he owned had indeed exceeded tens of millions of dollars.

Why sketchy?
Because his assets are growing at an astonishing rate every day, the gold directly scoured and exchanged for mercury exceeds 2000 ounces every day, which is more than [-] U.S. dollars when converted into U.S. dollars.

In this way, the gold production in the old mining areas is currently weak, the new rich mining areas have not been discovered, and the machines purchased from the east have not yet been put into use.

This is only the income that gold and mercury bring him.

If the income from profiteering industries such as ports, real estate, catering, clothing, retail, black industry, and yellow industry is included, Liang Yao's daily wealth growth is even more astonishing.

The Bank of America is still the only bank in California so far. As long as the bank collects a certain reserve of gold, other gold can be used by him.

Liang Yao can now be said to have reaped the benefits of the early California Gold Rush era.

Become the biggest winner of the California Gold Rush, ever!

Even the assets owned by Brannan, the first millionaire in the west at the beginning of the year, are only a fraction compared with the assets he has now.

The cash in Liang Yao's hands now has probably exceeded the combined cash flow of Vanderbilt and Backhouse.

Vanderbilt's current main business is still shipping. If he wants to make money, he must run the ship. His fleet is mainly steam ships, and he is taking the route of small profits but high sales. The operating costs remain high, and the profits will not be high. too high.

What's more, Vanderbilt has lost a lot of money in stocks over the past few years.

As for Backhouse, he is fond of the real estate industry, but even if Backhouse has a bright eye and can make money from the land he buys, it will take time to wait for the land to appreciate.

Liang Yao, on the other hand, picked up gold directly in California, and the growth rate of his assets was of course faster than the two of them.

After Mason's troops were wiped out by Liang Yao, the consortia that arrived in California became much more honest, and even the New York consortium stopped acting as monsters.

Because they had really experienced Liang Yao's strength, they knew very well that the Chinese soldiers who patrolled around their camp every day and conducted the so-called routine training exercises and the white soldiers from the California Infantry Regiment were not for show.

That was the elite soldier who wiped out half of Colonel Mason's regiment. They could already clearly feel that the eyes of these soldiers who came down from the battlefield were different from before.

Now when I look at them, I will have a chilling feeling, maybe this is the so-called murderous aura.

As for the so-called Indians in their mouths, these aristocratic capitalists in the New York consortium knew in their hearts that they were just Liang Yao's cover.

Who in California didn't know that Liang Yao's relationship with the Indians was so good that he was short of wearing a pair of pants.

This month alone, they saw at least three or four Indian caravans carrying their local products to Sacramento for trade. Even the Indians from the Oregon area next door went to Sacramento for trade.

These Indians walked past their mining area in such a grand manner, and the soldiers who kept saying that they wanted to resist the Indians enthusiastically showed them the way.

When they asked the soldiers why they didn't capture these Indians, the soldiers told them that the Indians were divided into friendly Indians and unfriendly Indians.

These Indians who came to Sacramento for trade were friendly Indians, and what they had to guard against were those unfriendly Indians.

This made the aristocratic capitalists of the New York consortium very angry.

Fortunately, they searched for gold in the rich mining areas on both sides of the American River for more than three months, and they gained a lot.

Those embarrassed noble children and consortium representatives looked at the results achieved in the past three months: 128154 ounces of gold cheered and celebrated wildly.

The gold is their biggest harvest in the past three months, and it is also their spiritual support.

Without this gold, they couldn't imagine how they had stayed in this ghost place for more than three months.

This is gold worth more than three million U.S. dollars. For them who were born in a wealthy family, this is also a huge fortune.

The miners who pan for gold with their own hands can only watch helplessly as the group of noble capitalists distribute the gold.

And what these miners get is just a meager daily salary, which is even difficult to make ends meet in the Sacramento area where prices are extremely high.

They naively hope that these aristocratic capitalists will show kindness when distributing gold, and give them a little gold as a reward for their hard work.

Unfortunately, except for Milners who generously distributed 10 ounces of gold to each of his miners as a reward, the rest of the aristocratic capitalists did not consider them miners at all.

John also gave his miners 11 ounces of gold as a reward. Of course, this was not because he was out of kindness, but because he felt that he could not be compared by Milners.

The team of the New York consortium packed their gold, luggage and machines to leave the American River where the gold resources have been exhausted, looking for the next rich ore spot.Prepare to pan for gold while waiting for new news from New York and Congress.

Hopefully the next news they receive will be good news.

"Gentlemen, you must not go!"

Soldiers from the California Infantry Regiment patrolling nearby blocked the way of the New York Consortium and sent someone to notify Liang Yao.

In the face of these murderous soldiers, the bigwigs of the New York consortium did not dare to make mistakes, for fear of annoying them and fearing that these soldiers would do something out of the ordinary.

Still, they protested more modestly than they had ever been offered to them in the East.

Today they finally experienced the feeling of a protest.

Protesting doesn't feel good because the initiative is never in the hands of the protesters.

Knowing that the New York consortium was leaving, Liang Yao immediately rushed over from the new mining area of ​​Xiangshan Gold Mining Company.

Since moving to San Francisco, he has rarely been to Sacramento, and he has rarely set foot in the mines.

It's not that he thinks the mining area is dirty, he's not the kind of person who is afraid of suffering and tiredness, but that he has no time at all.

Now, in addition to handling his own properties, he also has to deal with California's state affairs, wishing he could break himself in half.

Today, he came to the mining area mainly because the machines purchased from the east arrived. He wanted to go to the mining area to see the effect and how much gold production could be increased.

Relying on manpower to pan for gold has gradually become a thing of the past, and the next California will belong to the era of machine gold panning.

He doesn't want to be eliminated in this round of transformation.

"Gentlemen, you may go."

Liang Yao was riding a horse, squinting his eyes and looking down at the somewhat embarrassed New York aristocratic capitalists.

"Did you hear that? Your commanders have spoken, we can go, get out of the way!"

Hearing this, John's impression of Liang Yao improved a lot. He pushed away the soldiers in front of him and was about to leave.

Milners still stood where he was, he knew very well that Liang Yao would not let them go easily because of his character.

If Liang Yao was willing to let them go, he would have ordered the soldiers of the California Infantry Regiment to let them go. There was no need to go there himself. The matter was definitely not that simple.

"People can go, but gold stays!"

Liang Yaozhong said angrily.

These words made these New York aristocratic capitalists explode, thinking that their ears had misheard, and they froze in place.

"This is the gold we scoured, we have the right to take it away! Why should we keep it?!"

John took the lead in protesting, and the rest of the New York aristocratic capitalists stood up and protested.

"This is the fruit of our labor over the past three months!"

"This is our private property!"

"You are robbing naked!"

Facing the verbal and verbal criticism of these nobles and capitalists, Liang Yao just smiled lightly, took out the revolver on his waist and fired a shot into the sky to calm them down.

After the gunshot, the New York aristocratic capitalists fell silent for a moment. They unconsciously took a few steps back and looked at Liang Yao with some fear.

After Liang Yao retracted the revolver to his waist, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're right, but not quite right."

Liang Yao got off his horse and cast his cold eyes on the frightened group of New York aristocratic capitalists.

(End of this chapter)

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