America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chen Jianqiu called the chemists from Roswell together for a meeting in the conference hall.

In the absence of Holmes, Chen Jianqiu personally convened the meeting.

"We're going to make fertilizer!" he announced.

In the conference hall, various chemists began to discuss.

In fact, most of their time here was spent researching new explosives.

But now, the boss suddenly proposed to buy chemical fertilizers, which caught them off guard.

If they knew that this was Chen Jianqiu's impromptu idea a few hours ago, they would probably go crazy even more.

"Mr. Chen, would you like nitrogen fertilizer, phosphate fertilizer, or potassium fertilizer?"

asked a chemist named Berzelius.

He was originally a German who worked at the fertilizer factory in Staasfurt.

Luo Yonggui picks up some Chinese people who come from other states by train here every day.

Synthetic ammonia is certainly not possible for the time being, and it is simply impossible to obtain reaction vessel steel with that strength.

California?

But just as he turned around to leave.

Isn't this too coincidental?

Albuquerque's train station is a transit station.

I saw the geologist hurriedly walked into the meeting hall carrying a bag.

Holmes licked his chapped lips.

The Chinese workers nodded one after another.

They only had time to bring some dry food before they were driven out.

The chemist spoke English with a strong German accent and said to Chen Jianqiu,

"Come and translate for me, they can leave the station after filling in the tickets."

He sighed: "We were kicked out."

When the conductor saw it was Chen Jianqiu, he immediately moved away from the carriage door.

"We will not consider nitrogen fertilizers for the time being. Let's start with potassium and phosphate fertilizers." Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment and said.

The old man who seemed to be the most prestigious among them all wanted to kneel down and thank Chen Jianqiu.

If you could synthesize ammonia, why would you go all the way to Chile to dig for saltpeter?

One of them held a sign in his hand, with several prominent Chinese characters written on it:

There are not many Chinese tourists today.

After eating, the color on the old man's face seemed to have recovered slightly, but he was still a little out of breath.

However, most of them hope to go to Roswell, the legendary Chinese city in the west.

"My benefactor!" The old man stood up from his chair and wanted to bow again, but was supported by Chen Jianqiu.

He arranged everything in an orderly manner.

They could choose to stay in Albuquerque, or go to Santa Fe or Taos.

"I just came back not long ago."

After coming to Roswell, Holmes had already thoroughly studied the landforms and mineral deposits on the border and even northern Mexico.

What should be imported must still be imported.

"We discovered it when we were exploring for oil, just in the east basin of Carlsbad Caverns."

Luo Yonggui nodded: "We have arranged to stay in the hotel temporarily."

This kind of thing happens almost every now and then, and the conductor can usually handle it himself.

A few weeks ago, a group of people armed with sticks rushed into the place where they lived, beating everyone they saw and telling them to get out.

After the conductor left, the Chinese in the carriage came out one after another.

About twenty Chinese people, who looked like they were starving to death, were crowded into a carriage.

Strictly speaking, among the chemists present, this one was the only one who could be considered his professional counterpart.

"Luo, look, these people sneaked into the empty compartment, and no one bought a ticket!" The conductor knew Luo Yonggui and said to him.

He was in a trance.

Chen Jianqiu was also so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, that's it. Let's do it!"

Chen Jianqiu searched his own chemical reserves.

"We got into a parked train while it was dark, and floated all the way here. We were discovered when we got off the train."

He ran all the way along the carriage to the cargo compartment where the accident occurred.

Someone probably got into the car to save money, sneaked into the cargo compartment, and was discovered when he got off the car.

A train moved from far to near, heading towards the station.

"I found potash ore." The geologist said, pointing to the crystal.

Luo Yonggui immediately stopped walking.

New Mexico welcomes you!

But soon, Holmes' words brought him into reality.

A voice sounded from behind him.

Luo Yonggui was preparing to leave.

At least, there must be a way out.

The train slowly entered the platform, and passengers got off the train one after another.

"Then, Dayou!" Luo Yonggui shouted to a man in a small coat not far away, "Take them to the place where they are staying and have a drink of hot water or something."

"Where did you go?" Chen Jianqiu asked doubtfully.

Luo Yonggui and Hua Gong turned around and saw that Chen Jianqiu was wearing a cloth robe appearing behind him.

No matter which city in New Mexico they are in, as long as they are willing to work hard and learn, they can find a job of their own in Chen Jianqiu's company.

The U.S. agriculture is underdeveloped and needs gold!

He walked behind Chen Jianqiu and pointed out the location on the hanging map.

The old man tremblingly took out something like an armband from his worn pocket and handed it to Chen Jianqiu's hand.

Chen Jianqiu made the decision.

"Have you all settled down?" Chen Jianqiu asked Luo Yonggui.

This voice was very familiar to Luo Yonggui. He was a conductor in charge of the freight car.

Today, as usual, Luo Yonggui and several Chinese workers stood on the platform, waiting for vehicles to enter the station.

Could it be that this old man is his golden finger?

"Do you know Huang Qingyun?"

Now that there are more and more Chinese in Roswell, there is no problem in buying from other western states for the time being.

Luo Yonggui glanced at the Chinese people in the carriage and was about to speak.

The conductor blocked the door to prevent them from getting off, but none of the Chinese dared to move. There was only an old man who begged repeatedly.

When I traveled back in time, I had no system or a golden finger. According to some people in the era before I traveled back in time, I probably wouldn’t have been able to get out of Shiquan Town alive, or I would have been forced out of the United States by that bill!

Let's use saltpeter for now.

He waved to several other Chinese workers who were planning to return home and motioned for them to follow.

Chen Jianqiu frowned:

"Where are you from?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"The treasure cave we found before is home to millions of bats. If you can't do it, you can just dig up bat guano!"

"West." The old man replied, "Arcata, California."

However, whether it was because he had been hungry for too long or because he was in poor health, the old man staggered when he knelt down on one knee and almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the sound of quarreling came from the cargo compartment.

"Take them to have something to eat first." Chen Jianqiu ordered Luo Yonggui, "Then bring the old man to my office."

He looked at the panting Holmes in bewilderment.

"Actually, I didn't pay much attention to this thing at first, so I knocked some and took it back to study. But when I heard Zhang Danian said that you were studying chemical fertilizers, I rushed over."

"I've been staring at that area for a long time."

"If that's the case, we might as well just import fertilizers from Europe." Berzelius said with a smile.

"That's no problem, I can handle it alone, but let me remind you, Mr. Chen, there is no potassium mine in the United States, and all materials need to be imported."

But when he saw the situation in the carriage, he was shocked.

Luo Yonggui and the others finished the matter in a short time.

But if you really encounter famine and are strangled, it will be really difficult to handle.

Say Holmes, Holmes is here.

Berzelius shook his head.

Everyone looked out the door.

They quickly found the organization based on the conspicuous sign.

"I'll pay for these people's tickets."

"You go first, I'll let someone handle the tickets." Chen Jianqiu said to the conductor.

It's completely like a chicken talking to a duck, and there is no way to communicate at all.

Luo Yonggui and the people behind the old man supported him.

"Is there really no potassium mine in the United States?" Chen Jianqiu now wants to drag Holmes back from the outside.

Chen Jianqiu turned around and took a look.

The conductor spoke English and the old man spoke Chinese.

On the horizon, white smoke floated.

"You guys will register one by one later. Do you have any history of bad hobbies? Did you recruit them from Uncle Huang? If so, ask them for a letter from Uncle Huang."

He threw the bag on the table, and then took out a crystal that was not very transparent.

The entire meeting hall fell silent for a moment.

A voice rang from outside the meeting hall.

"If you want fertilizer, tell me earlier." Holmes shook his head, "There are phosphate mines in northern Mexico, and I happened to find the potassium mine for you."

"Yes, I followed experience and the characteristics of the landform." Holmes picked up the crystal ore.

Not long after, the whistle came from far away.

Suddenly a Chinese voice came into his ears:

"Sir, please do it. We really have no money to buy tickets, so everyone has no choice."

"This is a carriage for transporting goods or livestock! Not for transporting people!"

"Then take a drink of water and speak slowly." Chen Jianqiu asked someone to make a cup of tea for the geologist.

"Not necessarily now!"

Isn't this near the place where the treasure was hidden before?

It seems that not only the problem of self-produced food is expected to be solved, but also a huge profit may be made.

"Who hit you? Do you know?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

More than an hour later, Luo Yonggui took the old man into Chen Jianqiu's office.

Chen Jianqiu fell into deep thought.

The old man shook his head: "We have been mining in that town since we came here."

"You are evading fares!"

Chen Jianqiu glanced at the words above:

Knights of Labor.

He turned over the armband and knocked the bell on the table.

Soon after, Li Sifu appeared at the door of the office.

Chen Jianqiu handed the armband in his hand to Li Sifu.

"Send a telegram to Hanif and ask him to find out what's going on with Akhtar and the Knights of Labor!"