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"These villagers are willing to sell us grain and livestock." That's good news, but then there's bad news, "but they just want silver, silver dollars, or copper dollars, not dollars." ”

Graff was stunned for a moment. "Don't want dollars? Why? ”

"They haven't seen dollars and they can't find a place to use them." "And there are no banks in the Guangzhou Bay area that can exchange dollars, and pawnshops won't accept them." ”

"Oh, really? But where do we go to find silver or silver? Graff complained loudly. It was a trouble he hadn't anticipated. What should I do now? Is it telling others that the barbecue feast envisioned because of the currency issue has been lost?

He shook his head. "We've got to get our hands on the food and livestock."

"But how?" Wen Deji looked at him warily. Robbery? It may be the only option Graff can think of, but it's never a good one.

Graff, however, kicked the ball to Thomas. "Sir, what can you do?"

"Let me think about it...... Oh, by the way," Thomas laughed, he did think, "Mr. Yi seems to have some Mexican silver dollars there." ”

"Where is Mr. Yi?" Graff didn't think it was a good idea, "Sir, do you want to tell Mr. Yi about our food purchase?" This will let everyone know. ”

"Do you think we can eat alone, Mr. Graff?" Thomas asked rhetorically.

"Nope."

"And what are you worried about?"

"It's just, huh...... It's just a very natural reaction...... An instinct, sir. Graff smiled awkwardly.

"Then you should try to change yourself, Mr. Graff." Thomas patted him on the shoulder, then ordered his communications officer, "Harris, return to the 'San Francisco' at once, report to Mr. Yi about our purchase of food, and ask him to give us some silver coins." ”

"Yes, sir." The Messenger saluted and ran away.

"Wen," Thomas then said to Wende, "let the villagers pause and tell them that we are withdrawing money and will be able to trade with them soon." ”

He nodded, turned and walked back to the villagers - in fact, they stopped when he spoke to Thomas and Graff, staring at them intently, waiting for the outcome.

A little further away, another person was also closely watching the movements at the entrance of the village—Wu Dalong, one of the few residents of Haitougang who refused to relocate; Of course, he was just reluctant to sell his land to a group of Western devils, unlike some who were expecting the Governor General of the United States to raise the amount of indemnity.

But he didn't just refuse to relocate. Wu Dalong had a plan, he was trying to secretly contact some people who were willing to resist the Americans, and stop their efforts to establish a concession in the Guangzhou Bay area.

However, this plan is not destined to go well. First of all, since the Qing government had signed a treaty with the U.S. government, and the minister had completed the demarcation work with the U.S. governor, it was certainly impossible for the officials of Suixi County to support him, and the attitude of the ordinary villagers was already very clear.

At least in Haitougang Village, there was almost no one to support him, and Wu Dalong could only look at other villages with hope.

Hopefully, the situation in other villages would be different......

"Dalong." Someone was shouting his name. Wu Dalong turned his head and saw that Wu Yuhai, whom he had sent to contact other villages, was running towards him.

"How's it going?" He asked eagerly, full of anticipation.

"No, the situation in other villages is similar to ours here, most of them are busy moving, and those who stay are not willing to fight with foreigners." Wu Yuhai shook his head in disappointment.

Wu Dalong was stunned. "Not a single one?"

"It's not that there is no one, it's just that the number is too small, I roughly estimated that there can be a dozen or so people in the nearby villages at most, and they are not the opponents of foreigners at all. And," he paused, sighing, "many folks don't want us to fight with foreigners." ”

"Because of the silver?"

"Hmm."

"A group of villains who forget their righteousness." Wu Dalong said angrily, "Just because the foreigners gave so much silver, they don't even want their ancestors......"

However, despite being dissatisfied with the attitude of the villagers, Wu Dalong also had to admit that the methods used by the foreign leader surnamed Ma were indeed very clever. If he was like other foreign devils, conniving at his foreign soldiers to kill people everywhere, set fires, plunder and rob, it would be easy to organize a militia group, but now ...... Even if the villagers did not receive the compensation money, they would not be strongly hostile towards them.

He sighed, then sighed, and the distress filled his heart and made him feel extremely depressed.

And Wu Yuhai exacerbated his feelings. "Actually," he said slowly, his voice very low, "Da Long, I'm ready to quit too." ”

"You ......," Wu Dalong felt annoyed. Of course, this annoyance is understandable, and when one of the few supporters who is left to give up on following him, no one remains indifferent - despite the fact that he may well understand why he chose to give up.

Wu Yuhai lowered his head and looked at his toes. "My family, they are all urging me to move out as soon as possible, while I can still get a sum of money...... Three hundred taels, I can buy a good field elsewhere and build a house...... Actually, I don't want to do this, but I'm afraid my father will be angry......"

Wu Dalong wanted to condemn him, but hesitated and said nothing in the end. Wu Yuhai has already mentioned his father, and of course his mother, father-in-law, and mother-in-law, and possibly even other elder relatives...... As a junior, yes, he can't disobey their demands.

So what else can he accuse him of? Nothing.

Everything seems hopeless.

However, at this moment, the plan that Qin Lang and Yi Shui jointly formulated had just been implemented, and its follow-up parts would gradually surface in the following time, and only then would everything really become hopeless.

“…… For those who are truly opposed to the U.S. government, the last link of the plan is the real lethal. Yi Shui finished speaking. At the same time, he also secretly sighed in his heart - the plan that Qin Lang participated in formulating was undoubtedly extremely sinister; Turning a potential hero into an enemy of the people is a very subversive job.

It's just that it's just too subversive.

So Yi Shui didn't like the plan, but Conger and Mahan did. "It's unbelievable, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel." Although his original intention was to find the bone inside the egg, Conger had now forgotten about it - but he hadn't forgotten to taunt it. "However, with all due respect, this does not seem like a plan conceived by a young man, but rather by an experienced career diplomat."

His meaning was clear, this plan was not the result of Yi Shui, but someone else's, and Yi Shui was probably just plagiarized and processed a little.

His sarcasm undoubtedly chose the wrong target. "To a large extent, this is Qin Lang's plan." Yi said quietly.

"Qin Lang?" Conger knew the name, and he knew that Qin Lang had made a very good plan for the U.S. government and a consortium of banks, and it was because of this plan that the U.S. obtained the Guangzhou Bay Concession...... If this ongoing plan is indeed his idea, then it is feasible.

Although Conger was arrogant and had always thought he was smart, he was not so arrogant that he thought he could find a bone in a plan made by a guy who was approved by many big names.

So he nodded. "Very good, very good plan." He turned his head to Mahan, turned back, and then turned to Mahan again. "I don't think I need to say anything more, gentlemen."

Yi Shui exchanged glances with Mahan, and then laughed at the same time.

Then they talked for a while, maybe ten minutes, and then Conger announced his farewell. Mr. Minister did not intend to stay on the warship, he asked Suixi Zhixian to rent him a comfortable yard in the county seat, and now he wanted to go back. For this request, Mahan and Yi Shui are very happy to accept.

Without this annoying Mr. Minister, they can continue to work on the specifics of the plan.

"When do you think we should start the next step, Lieutenant Colonel?" Mahan waved goodbye to Conger, who was leaving in a dinghy, and said to Yi Shui: "Personally, I think the time is ripe now. ”

Yi Shui shook his head. "I hope to wait two more days, Colonel. For those who have not yet decided to relocate, and many are just hesitating, we should give their families, relatives and friends a little time to convince them. Then the time will really be ripe. ”

"So during this time, we do nothing?"

"There's an additional step that can be taken, but I'm afraid you might not accept it."

"What is it?" Mahan wondered.

"We can issue a permit to villagers who have already been relocated, and then they can use this permit to buy a plot of land about the size of three houses in the concession at a low price." Yi Shui said, then added, "Of course, this license is transferable or sold......"

"This is what you came up with?"

Yi Shui shrugged. "No, it's Qin Lang, but he actually heard that Morgan, Rockefeller, and Vanderbilt did this kind of thing in California."

Mahan stared at him for a moment. "Can you be more specific, to the extent that you understand?"

"Yes."

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