America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 218 Don't Mess With Anyone, Don't Mess With Your Worker Dad

Traveling through the Chihuahua Desert is impossible without water.

However, Manager Pete and his evaluation team obviously have no experience in this area.

By the next day, they found that their water bags were empty.

They didn't have water, but Chen Jianqiu did.

In line with the principle of overcoming difficulties together, he said that if he had a sip of water, he would not be wronged by the evaluation team.

He is willing to share the most precious resource in the desert with them for a fee.

So, when Pete rode on his donkey and saw the stone fortress on the fifth day, the amount he owed Chen Jianqiu had reached one hundred and two dollars.

Pete looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. He turned around and asked Rockefeller for reimbursement, and the rest should be paid by himself.

Chen Jianqiu led the team into the stone fortress.

There were fewer people in the stone fortress than before, only Hanif and the lawyer, and a few Chinese boys as soldiers on duty.

The others are all helping out at the oil well and the new town.

"Wash your face, have a meal, and then take you to see the oil well." Chen Jianqiu fetched a bucket of water from the well in the stone fortress, and brought it up in front of Pete.

"Is this bucket of water free?" Pete asked warily.

"No, it's for you." Chen Jianqiu fetched another bucket of water and poured it into his basin.

He took a piece of cloth from the house, took off his shirt, and began to wipe his upper body with the cloth dampened with water.

"What is this stone fortress used for?" Pete looked up at the high stone walls around him.

"Those who resisted the Indians, you know, this place used to be the residence of the Indians, and they would come back to harass them from time to time." Chen Jianqiu said while wiping his body.

"Soo, harassment?" Pete stammered.

He wasn't quite sure what Chen Jianqiu's harassment was referring to.

"Oh, I just came here to shoot archery, scalp scalp and so on." Chen Jianqiu looked disapproving, "We will only die about ten people this year."

Pete's face turned paler.

The people who came back either went back to their own houses to organize their things, or were busy moving the grain from the cart to the warehouse.

By the time everyone was almost busy with their work, it was already approaching noon.

"Manager Pete, let me tell you about our food standard first." Chen Jianqiu came out of the kitchen room with a plate in his hand.

He put the plate in front of Pete, which contained a potato, a piece of bacon, and a carrot.

Afterwards, Chen Jianqiu brought out his own plate, which was exactly the same as Pete's.

He sat opposite Pete and told Pete the price of each ingredient while eating.

Pete heard half of it, and he knew that when he left here in a few weeks, the number on the IOU might be in the sky.

"I can't help it. This place is more than 100 kilometers away from the nearest town. There is a shortage of supplies." Chen Jianqiu cut a piece of cured meat and stuffed it into his mouth together with potato chips.

Pete finished his plate in silence.

An hour later, Chen Jianqiu came out of the stone fortress, followed by several members of the evaluation team.

They were obviously shorter than Chen Jianqiu.

Because Chen Jianqiu was riding a majestic black radish, but they were riding donkeys.

They passed the deserted old town of Roswell.

The remains of the houses destroyed by the tornado are still scattered on the ground, and the incomplete walls and roofs tell the latecomers all the time that this place has experienced a disaster.

Pete and the assessment team were terrified: "What happened before here?"

"Tornado." Chen Jianqiu looked at the deserted town, "We don't live here anymore."

Pete's head was a little dizzy, and he was asking himself in his heart.

Desert, remoteness, Indians, tornado... Even if oil is produced in this ghost place, so what, can the production continue?Is it worth the cost to ship it out?
He glanced at the rest of the assessment team.

It seems that they also have the same idea.

The group rounded the edge of Roswell and headed south until they saw a little green.

Looking into the distance, Chen Jianqiu saw that there was not much change around the high standing oil well, but in the southerly direction, a kilometer away from the oil well, there were many more buildings.

These guys are pretty fast.

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Jianqiu's mouth. He patted Hei Luobo's buttocks. The black horse spread its hooves and galloped towards the oil well.

"Hey, wait for us, Chen...cough, cough..." Pete ate a mouthful of ashes behind Chen Jianqiu.

He also patted the ass of the donkey under his crotch, but the donkey lost his temper and kicked Pete directly to the ground.

When the bruised and swollen Pete and the assessment team arrived around the oil well, Chen Jianqiu and oil expert Smith were already waiting for them.

Since Chen Jianqiu has not yet received a clear reply and news of expanded reproduction.

So Smith and engineer Jackson were very relaxed during this time, and the workers who were converted from soldiers under them also went to the construction site next door to earn extra money.

The checkout over there uses real gold sand.

Smith, the oil expert, has been staying in his cabin next to the well, studying the best depth to drill.

Therefore, when Chen Jianqiu arrived, the expert did not rush to ask about the news from the company, but pulled him to show him his research results during this period of time.

And when Pete came to the oil well with the assessment team, he saw Smith sketching on a wooden board.

The old man Schultz behind Pete was stunned, and Smith was also stunned when he saw Schultz,

"It's you?!"

The two spoke at the same time at the same time.

Petroleum expert Smith used to work for Rockefeller's Standard Oil Company, but later left for some reason. As for the reason, Smith never said, and Chen Jianqiu never asked.

There is no reminiscence between old colleagues, and no sympathy among scientists.

The atmosphere between the two seemed a bit out of place.

"Where's the sample oil?" Schultz changed his old and dizzy image and asked Smith aggressively.

"Why do you order me? Do you think it was when you were in the company?" Smith didn't show any face. "Rockefeller smells oil better than dogs."

The sample oil has been sent out, if you didn't see the sample oil, would you people come here?
This is purely making things difficult and insulting.

"We came to take over this oil well according to the company's requirements and evaluate the scale of production. It is now the asset of Standard Oil Company." Pete joined the battle.

"Who are you all?" Smith pointed at Chen Jianqiu to the talking fat man in front of him, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant he looked, "Is what he said true?"

Chen Jianqiu nodded: "Well, that's right, Astor sold most of the shares here."

Smith had an unbelievable expression on his face, while Schultz's face was full of sarcasm: "I said it all, people like you dug up your specimens honestly. What are you talking about behind the scenes, do you know how to refine oil?"

After finishing speaking, the old man put his hands behind his back and strolled to the edge of the oil well by himself.

He sniffed it, and found a barrel of sample oil in a nearby room.

Schultz glanced into the barrel, sniffed it, then found a stick from the side and poked it inside.

"I just said, you idiots should get out, what good things can you come up with?" The old man closed the lid triumphantly, "The crude oil here has a high content of sulfur compounds, so it smells like rotten eggs. refining process."

Pete's heart clicked again.

The old man's words hit a wide range of people, because the engineer Jackson happened to have nothing to do, and took Tom and Jerry to twist the screws on the steam engine.

"What do you mean?" He turned around and looked at the arrogant old man angrily.

Schultz thought he was an expert in pheasant oil like Smith, and nodded: "Yes, you can all go back. We have taken over everything about the original company."

Jackson raged and threw the wrench in his hand at Schultz's head.

Although the smash was a little crooked, it still hit the old man's chest.

The old man staggered back a few steps, and finally sat down on the ground, almost out of breath.

"We will sue you!" Pete said to Jackson while running to help Schultz, "I will let you know how expensive this wrench is."

"Then I'll give you another punch. Count together!" Jackson Zuo was about to rush forward, but Smith and Tom hugged him from behind.

Chen Jianqiu stood aside, watching with his arms around his shoulders, without any intention of obstructing him.

He beckoned to Jerry who was on the side, and then whispered a few words in his ear.

Jerry nodded after listening, and rode to the new town one kilometer away.

Oil workers are doing odd jobs on the construction site over there.

After a while, a group of people rushed towards the oil well, with dust flying along the way.

At the same time, their roars also came over.

"Someone is going to smash our jobs, brothers, kill them!"

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(End of this chapter)