Opening game, American Tycoon

Chapter 142 Entering New York and Grabbing the Young Men (Second Update, Please Subscribe)
Hours after sunrise on May 1862, 5, New York was still shrouded in a thin layer of sea fog.At this time, the "Feiyun", which came from afar, was slowly berthing at the shore under the tow of an ordinary steamship.

"It's New York!"

Like all the foreign students, Lu Anxue gathered on the deck early, and they looked at New York curiously.

This is the first time they have arrived in a foreign country in the true sense - Nanhua, which is not much different from China, where there are Chinese people everywhere.

But what is presented to them now is a foreign country in the true sense.

They were destined to attract everyone's attention, and when the "Flying Cloud" docked, there was chaos on the docks.

In addition to the "Flying Cloud", there are many immigrant ships coming from Europe. Now is the worst period of the Irish Famine. For the hungry Irish, America is their only hope for survival.

However, when these disheveled Irishmen came to the pier, the new Irish immigrants were greeted with tomatoes, eggs and stones thrown by the locals.

"Go back to Ireland, you Irish pigs! America is the America of the Americans..."

Shouts like these echoed on the pier, and the international students on the ship were all at a loss, which seemed different from their imagination.

"It's just a bunch of hooligans from the Native American Association!"

Field felt a little bit down, and explained specifically.

"In America, everyone is an American. There are no native Americans. You can rest assured that the vast majority of Americans are warm and friendly..."

Soon, the international students felt the enthusiasm of the United States - when they got off the ship, the government officials at the port stopped these people directly as if they were treating the Irish.

"According to the laws of the United States, if you want to enter the United States, you must sign the military registration form, just like those people!"

Although surprised by the arrival of this ship of Orientals, the customs officials still treated them like Irish people—while issuing them residence permits, they had to sign the army registration form at the same time. The Federation needed soldiers. Those Irish immigrants became the best choice.So there was almost such a scene in New York - a ship of Irish immigrants had just set foot on the land of the port, and was ordered to sign the immigration documents and the registration form for joining the army at the same time, and then led the army to wear weapons and was sent directly to the ship on the front line of Tennessee as cannon fodder.

"Sir, when will there be such a law!"

demanded Cyrus Field loudly.

"This is what the President just promulgated..."

Cyrus Field spoke aloud before the officer had finished speaking.

"I'm Cyrus Field. You must have heard my name. Don't treat them the way you treat those Irish people. They are foreign students in the United States, and they don't care about your residence permit at all."

"Mr. Cyrus Field!"

Customs officials had apparently heard his name.

"It's an order from the president."

"Believe me, every single one of them deserves to go to the White House to meet Lincoln! If you want the attention of the press, sir, you will!"

Under the insistence of Cyrus Field, the "local snake", the official looked at the well-dressed oriental gentlemen of different ages, and immediately no longer doubted them.

Indeed, these gentlemen could not be treated in the same way as the paupers of Ireland are treated, for everywhere the clothes are always respected before the person.

"Welcome to America!"

When a group of well-dressed orientals appeared on the pier, they immediately attracted the attention of others, and even the Americans who threw stones kept their hands. This is a group of gentlemen.In this way, those Irish who had just disembarked were relieved, but they still had to be counted on the military service form, an Irish immigrant who had registered and signed cannon fodder asked his companion.

"Do you know where we are going?"

"I heard it was Tennessee?"

"Do you think they will feed us right away?"

……

Listening to the conversations of the Irish and looking at the emaciated and shabby Ireland, what Chen Jie and the others thought of was themselves, and they seemed to be like this when they first arrived in Nanhua a year ago.

And now?

Looking at the New York that came into view, looking at the five or six-story high-rise buildings by the port and the steamships moored on the berths, their expressions were serious.

The arrival of such an oriental gentleman was bound to cause a sensation in New York, and even as they stepped out of the port, they attracted the attention of a photographer, who promptly snapped a picture with his camera.It's just that even the photographer doesn't know what his photo means?
The people in the photos represent China's past and future to a certain extent.

On that day, almost all the newspapers in New York reported the arrival of these Chinese students. Of course, no one knew what their arrival meant.

But not everyone knows what this means. In a hotel in New York, Hamada Hikozo, who was dressed in a suit, was stunned when he saw this newspaper.

"China, China sent students to the United States!"

Hamada Hikozo is a well-known figure in Japanese history. In 1850, Hamada Hikzo was caught in a storm on his way home from Edo by ship.While drifting, he was rescued by an American ship.Hamada Hikozo was forced to live in the United States for eight years because he could not return to Japan, which was closed to the outside world.

In June 1859, Hamada Hikozo returned to Japan as an interpreter at the American Consulate.However, because Japan was at the climax of the "Ansei Prison" at that time, Hamada Hikozo himself was in a state of being targeted by the patriots of the Barbarians, and had to return to the United States.Later, on the recommendation of his friend Seward, then US Secretary of State, he was received by President Lincoln and became the only Japanese who had ever met Lincoln.

Although he saw Lincoln, it was useless to solve his predicament - he couldn't find a job and couldn't afford to make a living. Not only him, but also Ichiro Tanabe who "escaped from Japan" with him, they were all patriots who were expelled from the barbarians He had to escape from Japan, but he came to the United States after going through all kinds of hardships, and faced difficulties in terms of survival.

"Oh, it's still China after all! They actually sent overseas students so quickly!"

Ichiro Tanabe stared at the newspaper, his tone full of envy.

"I really don't know how those damn guys in Edo would think if they knew this. They don't know that in today's world, if they want to gain a foothold in the world, they must learn from the West! Now, even China is learning Western studies!"

"Yeah, this is China! China is really an admirable country! It actually sent overseas students to the West!"

Shocked, Hamada Hikozo said to Tanabe Ichiro next to him.

"Tanabe-kun, let's go visit them!"

"Visit them, will they meet us?"

Tanabe's question made Hamada Hikozo smile.

"Why don't they see me? I've even met President Lincoln! Well, let's go visit them where they live. However, although I learned Nanjing dialect when I was young, I have almost forgotten it now, Mr. Tanabe, And you?"

"I can write Chinese poetry!"

Tanabe Ichiro laughed.

"Let's go visit them!"

(End of this chapter)