The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 745 Sure enough, those who study are not good people

There were more than 2000 Chinese people in this group, almost all of them were young and strong, but the journey was very tiring for them.

In addition to food, there were some warm clothes on the ox cart in the team.

It was already the end of October, and the daytime temperature in southern Oregon was around 10 degrees, but only a few degrees above zero at night.

The weak, women and children will definitely not be able to endure this journey.

After resting for an hour, the group continued on their journey and did not arrive at the small town until the evening.

You can see neatly arranged wooden houses in the town, and some people are pulling thick tree trunks into the town on horse-drawn carts.

A dozen Chinese were waiting for them outside.

"Finally, we're here... I knew you were coming! Welcome to Fir Town!"

"You can rest for a day. There is enough food here, but you will have to work next! At least you have to build a house for you and the people behind you before winter comes!"

"It's close to zero degrees here at night. It will snow in ten days or half a month."

They looked at the Chinese who came to greet them, and then saw the Chinese who were pulling wood into the town in horse-drawn carriages.

All the anxieties these people had along the way disappeared, and their hearts quickly calmed down.

There are large tracts of Douglas firs growing around Fir Town, stretching as far as the eye can see, so this is also the first town settled by Chinese people here.

Close to the Klamath River, there are not only roads leading to western coastal cities, but the next railway from California to Oregon will also pass through here.

Later, a large number of wood processing, furniture factories and paper mills will be built here.

After resting for a day, counting and taking note of all the people, the Chinese began to work and build houses for themselves.

This job makes them happy.

Soon, Fir Town was plunged into a bustling bustle.

The only problem is, there isn't a single woman to be seen.

While Fir Town was developing rapidly, in the distant mountains, some people were riding horses and looking at this place. The horses were some Indians wearing traditional costumes.

"It's those people, they're here again! And this time they're building a house here, they don't plan to leave!"

"We can't let them go! Not only to avenge the dead, but also to protect our land!" Several young people shouted angrily.

"They cut down all the trees. They will anger the forest spirits! They will bring misfortune and disaster! They will also reduce our food supply!"

"We need to understand the situation first, and then drive them away!" said a man with a scar on his face in a deep voice, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

He was equally angry.

But the war ten years ago taught him to be rational.

They are members of the Modoc tribe, who fought the U.S. Army in the Modoc War after refusing to move to the land offered to them by the United States ten years ago.

The Modoc tribe is made up of many small tribes.

After the Modoc War, some small tribes disappeared, some small tribes moved to Oklahoma to avoid the white people, and some hard-line war advocates remained here.

And Fir Town is right on the edge of their influence.

In the following days, they continued to observe around Fir Town, and were surprised to find that those people were not white.

But he has the same yellow skin as them.

"Who are they? What tribe do they belong to?"

The Modoc people became confused.

However, these yellow-skinned people reduced the anger in their hearts a lot.

The Chinese in the town also found that someone seemed to be watching them in secret.

This made the newly arrived Chinese people in the town somewhat worried.

However, the group of Chinese who arrived earlier were not too worried, as almost everyone of them had a gun.

We might as well organize a patrol team and have them patrol the area with guns every day.

A few days later, when a group of people were logging, several figures appeared in the forest, speaking the native language: "Which tribe are you from? Why are you here? This is the Modoc tribe!"

"Indian?"

Those Indians don't know the Chinese, but the Chinese know them.

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"The Chinese in Oregon are all young and strong. This will cause problems!" Chen Zhengwei was still chatting with Xiucai.

He has been back for a few days and finally had a few days of rest.

"Open a few casinos over there, get some Mexican women over there, and open a few brothels! I think they can accept black girls... so many white and black mixed-race people don't look too dark..." Chen Zhengwei said as he thought.

"In this way, I can earn back half of my monthly salary of $27 through casinos and brothels," said the scholar with a smile.

Of course, instead of a $27 salary, they were getting only $13 a month until they paid him back what they owed him.

But this is enough for their lives. A pound of steak is only 15 cents, and ordinary beef is only 12 cents, and this is because prices have risen.

When Chen Zhengwei first came to San Francisco, a pound of beef was only 12 cents. But even after the price increase, a pound of beef a day only cost $3 a month.

Eating meat all you can every day is a life that those people never dared to imagine before.

"Xiucai, this is the first time I realize you have such a black heart! Everyone is trying hard to survive, but you still want to skin them?" Chen Zhengwei suddenly realized that Xiucai had such a black heart.

It turns out that those who study are not good people.

The scholar opened his mouth and then laughed.

It is indeed Wei Ge’s style.

"People are not machines, they need to vent. There are young and strong people over there. If you don't give them a channel to vent, they can only find a way out on their own!"

"What can they do? Nothing more than fighting and committing crimes!"

"In this case, we can only find an outlet for them to vent their energy! Let them vent their excess energy."

"In fact, I hope that each of them can get married, have a house to live in, and preferably have their own land... so that they can settle down and do their work!"

"People who have families and careers are the easiest to exploit. And if someone wants to destroy these, they will be the first to disagree without me asking. They will work hard to protect everything they have!"

"So you have to remember, no matter from which perspective you think, you have to make sure they have enough food to eat, warm clothes to wear, and they have wives to marry and houses to live in!"

"So they all set up a longevity tablet for Brother Wei!" The scholar laughed:
"Every official knows about this, including officials in the Qing Dynasty, but there are only a few who can actually do it."

"So life for Chinese Americans is the best, because we have Brother Wei to lead us!" Aaron said, slapping his thigh.

He was not interested in what the two discussed, but he always found opportunities to express his opinions.

"It's not just the Chinese... If you want those foreigners to work for you, you have to do this! Of course, priority is given to the Chinese community!" said Chen Zhengwei.

After a moment, the scholar talked about another thing: "There are still many Indians in Oregon. There is a tribe near Fir Town, which seems to be called the Modoc tribe. Brother Wei, how do you think we should arrange it?"

"These people are said to be relatively mild-mannered, but they had a falling out with the United States over some issues and then had a fight," said the scholar.

This was discovered by his men when they were looking up information.

The United States originally allocated an area for the Modoc tribe to live in, and the Modoc tribe agreed.

But the problem was that the settlement was within the territory of another tribe, so that tribe demanded tribute from them.

Then they returned to Oregon in anger and took revenge on the white people.

At that time, revenge was limited to free food and drinks and scaring children.

Later, due to some things, the conflict intensified, which led to the outbreak of the conflict between the two sides.

So Xiucai thought that these people could think of a solution. After all, there are hundreds of thousands of Indians in the United States.

If we can conquer them, we can further increase the power of the Chinese.

Moreover, these people are native-born indigenous people. If they can join the Chinese, then the United States should legally have a part of the Chinese.

From now on, you will be able to make sense wherever you go.

"What's the use of legal principles? The Americans are almost killing all the Indians. Do you see anyone saying anything?" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"Sometimes you need a legitimate teacher, sometimes you don't!"

"And those people are troublesome!" Chen Zhengwei has never liked Indians, not because of anything else, but because they are troublesome.

"Those people stick to their own traditions, fishing and hunting for a living, and they need large tracts of land. This is a wasteful way of using the land, and we cannot tolerate it."

"It will take at least two or three generations to get them to integrate into the Chinese community. That's too long. I might as well bring people over from the Qing dynasty. There are so many people in the Qing dynasty who don't have enough to eat."

"Besides, you also said that they are the legal owners of this land."

"What should you do if you like a farm? Get rid of the owner. Then the farm will be ownerless. Whoever you say the farm belongs to, then it belongs to him. Anyone not convinced? Make the original owner get out of the ground!"

"Then I'll take people to kill them all!" Aaron said immediately.

"We don't need you. We have less than a thousand people." The scholar waved his hand.

"There should be only a few hundred of them left now. They can cause us a little trouble in the forest. If we really want to wipe them out, it won't take too much time."

"You're still discussing this with me when there are less than a thousand people? I f*cking thought there were at least ten thousand!" Chen Zhengwei said unhappily.

Sitting there with his legs crossed, he thought for a moment: "Since you want to keep them, I'll give you a chance!"

"Build some houses next to Fir Town and tell them that the houses are ready for them to live in. Also give them some food every month. They don't have to do anything and they won't starve to death! This is charity!"

There were less than a thousand people, and all they did was build some cheap houses and provide some food.

It doesn’t cost much anyway, and maybe it can be used in the future.

"If you want to make money, learn Chinese, go to work or join the army!"

"If they don't agree... then kill them all!" Chen Zhengwei said calmly.

Xiucai knew that Chen Zhengwei's decision would not change.

This was the only chance Chen Zhengwei gave to the Indians.

(End of this chapter)