America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 131 "Chen's" Accounting Method
Exchange money?

This reason sounds good, but how much are the lives of those Indian soldiers who died in the train battle worth?

Chen Jianqiu didn't want to make decisions for these Indians, even though Geronimo said Astor was his.

He looked at Geronimo again.

Geronimo sighed: "Hatred used to be our only motivation, but that didn't allow my people to survive forever. I won't give up fighting, but I can't let revenge become the only power for my people."

Chen Jianqiu was noncommittal, he had never experienced what the chief had experienced, so he had no way of admonishing him.

"Mr. Astor, you are lucky, then please move to the back room. It's a pity that you saw such a scene. Let's talk later."

Astor's face has now turned into a big painted face, tears, snot, and dust are mixed together, and then Asuka brought him to the previous room.

Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo continued to count the spoils.

Although it didn't take long for the Hyena Gang from birth to demise, they were not picky about food, and they had quite a lot of supplies.

New Mexico has a dry climate and a large temperature difference between day and night, so they chose a shady mine as a warehouse.

In addition to the previous mine platform, after they removed the rail cart, they found more grain deeper in the mine.

Roughly calculated, if you save some food, it can feed more than forty people for more than half a year.

The guns are relatively complicated, most of the models are relatively old, and the maintenance is not very good. Chen Jianqiu plans to find a way to get some gun oil and other parts. Adam knows guns, so let him teach the soldiers how to repair and maintain them.

When conditions permit, pick a few smart ones and send them to Browning's gun shop as apprentices to update the firearms.

With the US military?How about holding a bow and arrow and a big knife?Back then, the Sioux, that is, the Asuka tribe, still had a large number of Henry repeating guns in their hands, otherwise how would they have won the Battle of the Little Bighorn River.

There are still a lot of cloth in the mine, all of which were robbed. These things are of no use to those rough old men of the Hyena Gang.

But it's not the same for those women of the Apache tribe, who can sew all kinds of clothes that fit the men of their tribe.

There were also some other messy things, such as pots and pans, belts stripped from the hyena gang, etc. Chen Jianqiu didn't look at them again.

As for the defense of the stronghold.

The damage to the six sentry towers was not serious. The hyena gang on the last two remaining sentry towers last night were still swept down by dense bullets and killed on the spot.As with ground defenses, just patch it up.

The Gatling gun at the door can still be used, but in fact there are not many bullets in stock. It seems that the old thing is just using it for display. Chen Jianqiu does not recommend moving it, and it should be kept as it is.

He let the Indian fighters have time to polish a little more, a paper tiger is also a tiger.

According to the plan discussed by Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo, the Apache clansmen will stay in this stronghold for half a year to avoid the US military's limelight.

With the current materials, they are not afraid to hang out with the US military in the wasteland.

After Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo found the treasure and a new suitable foothold, they will find a way to move there.

After discussing with Geronimo, Chen Jianqiu walked out of the mine.

Let them handle the rest of the matter by themselves. The materials need to be sorted out, and the strongholds need to be familiarized with themselves.

He walked to the big room where Hernandez had been staying.

The other thing left now is to see how to sell Astor for a good price.

Chen Jianqiu walked into the room.

Astor was sitting obediently on a chair, staring at the table in a daze.

According to Chen Jianqiu's request, Asuka did not tie him up.

A radius of dozens of kilometers is a wasteland. Astor's skin is tender and fleshy, and he will either be dried into a mummified corpse by the sun, or fill the stomach of a wild animal.

"Tell me, how much do you think you are worth?" Chen Jianqiu sat opposite him and leaned on the back of the chair.

Astor had recovered from the shock, and his mind began to spin rapidly.

Not much to say, in case the face-to-face is dissatisfied, just turn around and kill him. This person is even more ruthless than the previous Mexican.
The festivities between myself and the Apache tribe have not yet been over. This person feels that there is nothing to gain, and it is not impossible to throw himself to the Indians for scalping.

Talking too much, the opposite party treats himself as a fat sheep, and he doesn't know the specific situation of his father and the housekeeper. What if the ransom cannot be cashed for the time being, and the opposite party loses patience and tears up the ticket or engages in other tricks?
This is indeed a difficult question to answer.

While Astor was still pondering, Chen Jianqiu spoke:

"It doesn't really matter how much you're worth. I'm not a kidnapper, and I don't sell meat tickets. Since you like to negotiate prices, I'll calculate for you how much I spent saving you."

He didn't know that he found a piece of paper and a pen, and took the pen to calculate on the paper.

Astor watched dumbfounded.

After writing almost a full sheet of paper, Chen Jianqiu tapped the pen on the table and handed the paper to him.

Astor took the paper, his eyeballs almost fell out:

Apache family pension (on behalf of): 2000 US dollars
Carriage and goods fee (remark: as bait and transport equipment): 446 US dollars
Bullet consumption: $386
Gun depreciation: $211
Personnel attendance fee: US$520 (see the back for the calculation formula)

……

There are about a dozen items listed in various details, and the more detailed they are, such as horse maintenance expenses, medical expenses, food expenses, etc., the most outrageous thing is that there are insurance premiums, taxes and profits.

What is it?Nearly $400 in bullets?Are your bullets made of gold?

insurance?taxes?Have you bought insurance for your team members?Which blind insurance company will issue insurance?Also, you will pay a ghost tax?
profit?You actually marked the profit in a grandiose manner!
But Astor didn't dare to say a word now, he glanced at the total amount in the lower right corner: $5503.

"You do the math again, don't make a mistake." Chen Jianqiu added enthusiastically from the side, "The pension is for the Indians, and I don't take any money."

As a successful businessman, it was the first time Astor experienced the grief and indignation of incompetent bargaining. He closed his eyes and nodded helplessly.

"Find me another piece of paper, I'll write you a note, you can send someone to find my butler." Astor's voice was extremely painful, as if he had just experienced a defeat, "I guess he Will try to save me in Santa Fe or somewhere."

"No need." Chen Jianqiu stood up, "I will personally escort you there! Again, I am not a kidnapper! I saved you from the kidnapper!"

Astor was indifferent and unable to argue anymore, he nodded weakly.

"Oh, yes, there are more."

Astor was on the verge of collapse, and his voice was crying: "Dear sir, what else do you want to tell me?"

"It was business-to-business just now, and I haven't settled my personal account yet." Chen Jianqiu said with a smile.

"Then, how much do you need personally?" Astor didn't care about money anymore.

"I don't want money personally. I hope you will give me a promise to do me a favor when necessary, and I will come to you when I need it."

Astor nodded, he had no choice, because he knew that as long as the man he saw could find him, he would have a way to make him fulfill his promise.

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