America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 342 Letter from afar
Chen Jianqiu is a little annoyed now.

Of course, he didn't know how much the Italian technician he unintentionally fired had dealt a heavy blow to the once prominent DuPont family.

The counterattack of this behemoth made him a little unexpected.

If it is said that the last battle with the Rockefeller family ended in a draw because Rockefeller had no time to take care of him, or because he really looked down on the backcountry of New Mexico.

What the Gunpowder Association did this time finally allowed Chen Jianqiu to see the overshadowing of these capitalist families in the United States in the 19th century.

All suppliers of nitric acid and saltpeter, at about the same time, ceased supply to Roswell Ordnance.

They wouldn't offend the entire Gunpowder Society for a small company.

Chen Jianqiu originally wanted to collect some scattered items, even handicraft workshop items.

For example, in some southern states, potassium nitrate is still extracted from animals, such as bat droppings.

He even came up with the idea of ​​those bats and toilets in the treasure cave

This old acquaintance of Zhang Danian, after escaping from that continent, traveled across the ocean to the continent of South America.

In addition, he had to beware of DuPont's gang at the border customs.

He raised his head, still smiling.

There are nearly 3000 residents in the town.

Zhang Danian laughed heartily.

Most importantly, there is actually everything here, and it is very safe.

Zhang Danian, a general of TPJ, traveled across the ocean to America, and hid his name in Colorado. Where did he get friends from?

"How did you get in touch?" Chen Jianqiu turned his head and asked Zhang Danian curiously.

Or perhaps, the old man believes that the United States and Chile are far apart, and any connection between the two sides will not make much sense.

If it really doesn't work, then I can only go to New York to find Astor to see if he can contact the seller in Europe.

They, uprising!

He did not expect that this place was actually the world's largest supplier of saltpeter.

Chen Jianqiu opened the letter paper and was immediately attracted by the neat handwriting on it.

Chen Jianqiu nodded repeatedly, with a strong smile on his face.

These capitalists have never been charitable, they are best at taking advantage of the fire.

Chen Jianqiu passed the gate of the night school.

"In the Atacama Desert, located on the Pacific coast of South America, guano has accumulated on the dry desert for tens of thousands of years, forming an inexhaustible resource of saltpeter"

Most of them are Chinese who have obtained citizenship through "special means", as well as some whites and Mexicans, as well as people of Latin origin.

"There are still quite a few." Browning pointed to the large warehouses outside the door, "But if you can't purchase any more, they will be used up in a few months."

"They sent me this letter from Colorado. The first letter is really not easy. It takes a long time to go back and forth."

Holmes used his professional knowledge to introduce the information there to Chen Jianqiu.

Walking out of the workshop of the Ordnance Factory, Chen Jianqiu rode a black radish along the streets of Roswell Town to relax.

After thinking about it, Chen Jianqiu got off his horse at the gate and turned into the night school.

It seemed that he already knew what was written in the letter, but he might just sit here and meditate.

This letter is from South America, Chile, Iquique region.

But when he walked into the yard, he found that Zhang Danian was sitting on the steps of the house, holding a letter in his hand and having fun.

"That's why he has established a firm foothold there. Besides, the battle is urgent, so he sent people to find his old comrades all the way."

"A letter from an old friend." Zhang Danian rubbed the crumpled piece of paper with his hands, and said, "I don't know some of them well, so I came to school to ask someone to read them for me."

They were sold as piglets to the Peruvians.

"Guess why the British Empire supported Chile in this war." The usually unsmiling lawyer actually smiled. "The Chilean government and the Federation are not very easy to deal with, because our former president intends to support Peru."

Far?So what?
Where there are mines, there is me!What's more, there is Zhang Danian's old friend there.

"All actions are subject to command, do not take needles and threads from the masses, and everything seized must be returned to the public!"

"Different from Indian saltpetre in Bangladesh, the main component of saltpetre produced here is calcium nitrate, which is easier to develop and use."

So, they are now part of the Chilean army!
Chen Jianqiu took a deep breath.

Chen Jianqiu originally wanted to ask Zhang Danian why he never mentioned this matter to him before, but out of respect, he didn't ask this question out of his mouth.

"Browning, how many raw materials do we have in stock?" Chen Jianqiu asked, looking at the busy workers in the workshop.

"Gather in the chamber in half an hour!" Chen Jianqiu shouted, then turned and walked out of the yard.

old friend?
Chen Jianqiu didn't quite understand.

Browning can now see Chen Jianqiu in the workshop almost every day.

But Chen Jianqiu found that these were just a drop in the bucket.

Compared with the dilapidated town a year ago, the current Roswell town is completely different.

If no smokeless gunpowder bullets could be produced, there would be no reason for Roswell 1882 to be sold.

Therefore, on the letter paper just now, he keenly captured the words "saltpeter mine".

Thanks to the fact that there are no gold or silver mines here, the climate is dry and the quality of the pastures is poor.

However, it's different now.

"Now the world's largest and most important saltpeter mine."

Here they are not treated as ordinary workers at all, but as slaves in the saltpeter mines in the Iquique region.

The geologist poked his head out of the window on the second floor and looked blankly at Chen Jianqiu who was standing in the yard.

Seeing that Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, Zhang Danian handed the letter in his hand to Chen Jianqiu.

"What's the matter? Uncle Da Nian?" Chen Jianqiu sat down next to Zhang Da Nian and asked with a smile.

He has made a decision.

"En." Zhang Danian began to laugh again.

Maybe the old man didn't realize it.

Because of thinking about it day and night, the word "nitrate" and the letter "N" appear in his mind all the time.

"He knew that some of us were in the United States, so he also sent people to the United States. Do you remember that I was helping you find people before, and his people came over when they saw it. We happened to meet like this."

Chen Jianqiu touched his chin.

The sporadic supply is simply not enough to meet the current production needs of the Roswell Ordnance Factory.

Zhang Danian, who was reading the letter, suddenly felt that the sunlight in front of him was blocked by someone.

He didn't expect that on the other side of the continent, there was actually a TPJ struggling for their own survival.

But even if someone is willing to sell it, the price must be astonishing.

Every day before dawn, they were forced to walk down the [-]-meter-deep mine pit with excavating tools and carry out long-term high-intensity work under dim electric lights.

"You have to think of a way." He looked at Chen Jianqiu eagerly.

Zhang Danian said with emotion.

"Finished?"

Half an hour later, Roswell Chamber.

"Holmes! Holmes!" Chen Jianqiu stood up from the steps and yelled at the classroom twice.

"abandon, abandon, abandon"

Chen Jianqiu did not speak, but fell into deep thought.

The name of the person who wrote the letter was Weng Derong, and the content of the letter was suspected to be dictated by a ghostwriter.

The sound of reading and singing loudly came from the school.

Really, it's a bit of a hassle.

Although the railway has been connected, many people still don't know the existence of this place, thinking that it is just a desert abandoned by God.

However, as Chile, Peru, and Bolivia fought for the saltpeter mines in the Atacama Desert.

Chen Jianqiu walked up to Zhang Danian.

"DuPont must have got involved here, right?" Chen Jianqiu thought suddenly.

His binoculars already had automatic perception of these two things.

But in fact, the size of this town has far exceeded that of many other western towns.

He originally thought of it on the spur of the moment and wanted to teach a class on "Ideology and Politics".

"How long does it take from us to Chile?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"If you go along the coastline, it will take about a month. If you board the boat from California, it may take longer." Holmes roughly measured the coastline and replied.

Chen Jianqiu shook his head.

"We don't go to California, we go to Mexico."

(End of this chapter)