America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 113 The way of asking for salary in the western United States

"Stop it! What are you doing?"

The foreman ran to the construction site while clutching the pile of money in his arms.

The construction site was full of people and people, and there was no need for anyone to direct it. A group of men followed a few dull Chinese and began to move sleepers, rails and level the site consciously. move down.

There was no one to talk to the foreman, so he could only stand stunned and watched a group of people working there.

It didn't take a whole morning, and more than an hour later, the last section of railroad track was put on sleepers.

The track maintenance work is complete.

The people involved in the maintenance, except for the few Chinese who were still cleaning up the scene and tools, all the others gathered around the foreman.

"Pay your wages, sir, we're done," a burly man said to him.

The foreman was dumbfounded: "What are you talking about? When did I hire you?"

People looked at each other, and the person in the lead said eagerly: "Didn't you say that as long as you come to help, you will get one dollar per person?"

The foreman's eyeballs were about to pop out, and he looked at the dozen or so people in front of him.

A dollar a person?Do you want to fart?Isn't this killing me?

With his hands on his hips, he asked angrily, "Who did you listen to?"

The leader pointed to a white beard next to him: "He said it."

Whitebeard was stunned for a moment. He looked around and found a yellow vest. He pointed to the yellow vest: "He said it."

The yellow vest also looked around and pointed to the next person.

The action of tracing the source just started to go back and forth among a dozen people, but communication is a very complicated thing, even if it is among a dozen people.

As a result, the source of the news became a mess, and everyone began to talk about it.

"I saw him take the money from the butler of the luxury car and put it in his arms!" Suddenly, a person in the crowd shouted loudly, and everyone followed the source of the voice, a tall and strong middle-aged man The man pointed to the foreman.

Danny is an honest man, not very suitable for the job of supporting fire, but when he said this, there was no falsehood at all, and he was full of confidence.

Because he is telling the truth.

The foreman couldn't refute for a while, the stack of banknotes was still lying in his arms, and he touched it subconsciously.

This touch is bad, because some sharp-eyed people in the crowd have already seen the green.

"Again, I have no contract with you before, no employment relationship! I am not obliged to pay you commission. Whoever promises you, go to whom."

The foreman's voice was a little weak, but he still tried to make a final struggle.

Most of these people are miners from the south of Colorado or white red necks from the east. They have no education and are more pragmatic.

They have to pay for their work. If they don’t pay, they will be free prostitutes.

It is a fact that the money for the construction of the railway is in the arms of the foreman, so he should ask for the money.

This kind of logic is very reasonable in their eyes, so they all surrounded him.

"Give me the money! Give me the money!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the foreman quietly started to move back. He glanced at the horse beside the rail car, ready to run away at any time.

But someone yelled again:

"This guy wants to run away, everyone, don't let him go!"

Without saying a word, the foreman turned around and ran away.

But how could the crowd let him run away? After the yell just now, there were already fast-moving people chasing after him.

Before the foreman could take a few steps, he was thrown to the ground by the white beard standing in front of him just now.

"Hit him, hit him!" Sean stood on the edge of the crowd, stretched his neck to look into the crowd, and stomped the fire. He even wanted to get up and follow.

He was also the one who yelled that voice just now, and Chen Jianqiu arranged for him and Danny to mix in the crowd.

The foreman covered his head and was beaten violently. Everyone tore his clothes, and a pile of money was immediately scattered on the ground.

"One dollar per person! One dollar per person! Don't grab it!" Danny shouted from the side.

But the people who saw the US dollars didn't care about it. The people who could come to New Mexico to pioneer were not good men and women. They grabbed the US dollars on the ground, and some even beat them together.

They pulled each other's beard and hair, rode on each other and punched each other, and some rolled on the ground directly, fighting for the banknotes in each other's hands.

There was a mess at the scene, full of ugliness.

"boom."

Suddenly, there was a gunshot, and the people who were still fighting were stunned. They raised their heads and looked for the source of the gunshot.

A man in a cowboy hat leans on a railcar, arms folded over his chest.

He held a gun in his hand, still smoking from the muzzle.

"Why, why don't you hurry up and get out when you get the money? Do you want to wait for me to open your heads one by one?"

As soon as Chen Jianqiu finished speaking, he fired another shot at the open space next to him.

The gun shot was very effective, and one person took the lead and ran towards the train, rolling and crawling, and the others followed suit.The crowd dispersed, and many people held green dollar bills in their hands.

It was inevitable that the gang would fight each other again when they got back to the car.

The foreman's head was broken, his face was swollen, and he was lying on the ground moaning.

Blood flowed into his eyes and formed scabs on the eyelashes. He tried to open his eyes, and then saw a yellow-skinned face.

"Sir, it's time for you to pay them." Chen Jianqiu pointed to a few Chinese workers standing aside.

They were standing by the side of the rail car in a dull manner at this moment. When the group of white workers were grabbing money on the ground just now, they were far away, standing blankly by the side, at a loss for what to do.

"They always have a contract with you, right?" Chen Jianqiu squatted down and stared at the foreman.

"Their work has been done by those people just now, how can I pay them?" The foreman struggled, maintaining his last stubbornness, "Besides, all my money was robbed by those people just now!"

"But they did work, and you shouldn't favor one over another. Besides, you need to pay them the cost of stealing work." Chen Jianqiu patted his face with the barrel of a gun, and said in a cold voice.

The foreman had no choice but to take out a wad of money from his underwear pocket and hand it to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu counted and stuffed the rest back into the foreman's pocket.

He walked to several Chinese people and handed the stack of money to the elderly Chinese worker.

"Your wages, take it."

The older Chinese worker hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to reach out to take the money. He shook his head and timidly pointed at the foreman lying on the ground:
"We still have to take over work under that master, can we..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a blur in front of his eyes.

The money in Chen Jianqiu's hand has been thrown to the ground

"You don't need the money."

The voice was as cold as iron and as deep as an abyss.

These unworthy people, you are bullied and humiliated, but you are low-key, silent, and are treated like animals on this continent!
When will you be able to lift your heads up!Straighten your backs!I am sorry for the hot blood flowing on your body!
He didn't say a word, turned and walked towards the train.

The older Chinese worker finally plucked up his courage, bent down to pick up the money on the ground, and shouted to Chen Jianqiu's back:

"Benefactor! Benefactor! Can you tell me your name!"

"You will know. When you want to understand, you will know my name. People on this continent will also know my name."

There were no more words to answer him, and only the howling wind in the wilderness of New Mexico remained in his ears.

　Thank you Long Jiuxi, the name I remembered has been used, you, yeah, I’m back again, I’m not drunk with a smile, the monthly ticket of the animator, thank you for your recommendation tickets and subscriptions, thank you very much.

　　
　
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