Chapter 4 My love for this land is deep

The train slowly took Tom Smith and the rest of the Smith family across the east coast of the United States to Texas, the southernmost state in the United States.

Once on the Texas border, the railroad tracks in Texas are spaced wider than the rest of the United States.

The Smith family had to change trains at the Texas border, and the original train manager's family was "invited" by Tom to get on the return train back to New York.

The federal government of the United States and the Yankee Railroad have repeatedly tried to unify the spacing between the railroad tracks in Texas and the Yankee area.

Unfortunately, even the Texans, who lost the Civil War, insisted on themselves in this regard, insisting on using broad-gauge train railroads.

Tom stood beside the Wide Rules, touching the train that was at least forty years old, and his mind couldn't help but go back to the last time he crossed over.

The last Tom, at the end of the Civil War, traveled directly to Texas in 1865.

At that time, Texas was facing defeat in the Civil War, and it was still being garrisoned by Yankees and ruled by high pressure.

Tom knew that as long as the Texans wanted, the Gaggot's train company would be the first to enter Texas and lay railroads for the largest state in the United States to make a profit.

Tom couldn't help but admire the backbone of the Texans from the bottom of his heart.

I, Texas, the heart of the lonely state, you can break my Texan's leg and make us kneel, but our Texan hearts will never give in.

Loki saw Tom standing alone beside the train and touching the train in a daze, so he walked over to Tom.

"Boss? Top dog? What's so nice about this tattered train. ”

"You don't understand, I love this land deeply. I love the land of Texas dearly. ”

"Boss, aren't you coming to Texas for the first time?"

Tom turned around, slapped Loki on the shoulder with his hand, and said earnestly:

"Do you know what was most important to the factory owners of the nineteenth century?"

"Minerals? Agriculture? Technology? ”

"Neither! It's the land and the people! ”

"Texas is now the largest state in the United States, and it also has a high degree of autonomy, with independent coinage, conscription, legislative power, and many other independent countries have sovereignty."

"With so much power, it's also protected by the federal government of the United States."

"What's more, the Yankees have been suppressing the industrial development of Texas and the entire Dixie region in order to prevent the rise of Texas and the Civil War again."

"It's an area where there's a blank slate for industrial production."

"Tell me, what factory owner wouldn't love such land?"

Tom walked to the edge of the train waiting platform and faced the endless fields.

"I, Tom Smith, am here to make Texas great again!"

By the way, he made a little money of 100 million yuan, and then under the enthusiastic popular referendum, he was "forced" to be an emperor. ”

"I am truly an Irish capitalist in Texas and a patriotic factory owner in America!"

"Woo woo, such a good man, I myself was moved to cry by myself."

Tom raised his arms and shouted, unleashing his passion.

This move attracted the attention of many passers-by, Tom kept shouting in German, and passers-by who didn't understand it only thought that Tom was crazy.

"Boss, someone keeps staring at us, you say, or?"

Johnny also walked up behind Tom and pointed to a few Texans behind him who had been staring at Tom, and then quietly gestured to Tom, which meant to "deal with" the suspicious people.

Tom looked in the direction of Johnny's finger, and there were indeed a few people gathered to look at Tom and the others, and they were chatting with each other.

Several Texans have calloused hands and red necks due to perennial farm work.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you!"

"Try another one?"

"Try it!"

"What are you looking at?"

"Huh?"

Just when this scolding was about to be upgraded to the English Texas dialect version of the endless cycle of scolding the street, the rednecks on the opposite side were the first to notice that something was wrong.

"Brother, what kind of silver are you?"

"My hometown of Houston is a mess."

"Houston? Me too! Big brother, look at you, good Houston silver, put this and say that bird language. ”

"Didn't you just come back from the mess in Europe, and you are used to speaking bird language, so don't you say it with a voice?"

In this way, the two groups of people who were still tense one second, Johnny was about to pull out his gun, and the next moment he began to hook his shoulders and back.

Tom's family, which had been with him, were mostly smugglers who had just arrived from the Second German Reich, and they couldn't even speak English, let alone the Texas dialect of English, which had a strong accent and mixed French and Spanish words.

"I'm an old Texan who has been Texans for three or four generations, and if it weren't for the chaos of the Civil War and my displacement, maybe you would still be able to watch me grow up, uncles."

"Dog Yankey, sooner or later, I'm going to die with my brothers, gang of dog mongrels."

"Come, uncle, smoke a cigarette and put out the fire."

"Good smoke, it's a cigar, right?"

"Ahem... Ahem..."

A few "fellows" coincidentally were also on the train with Tom.

On the train, from the mouths of several Houston "fellows", Tom learned how miserable it has been in the past few years without his own Texas in the original historical line.

A large number of black slave Nigo laborers were "liberated" by the Yankee garrison and transported to work as employees in factories in northern America.

The massive loss of labor has dealt a fatal blow to agriculture throughout Texas.

Local factories in Texas were suppressed by the Yankees, who did not allow Texas to have a strong industry, and basically opened one and collapsed another.

Listen, listen, Tom cried on the train.

"Big brother, such a big man, why are you crying?"

A group of red-necked people panicked, why did they just talk to themselves about the "Houston fellows" who had been chasing the moon for nine days and catching turtles in the five oceans, and they cried all of a sudden.

"These Yankees are really so hateful, they actually "destroy" my hometown like this, I come back this time, I must start our Texans' own factory! ”

"I, Tom Smith, must get Texans on their feet on every front!"

"Set up a factory for the rise of Texas!"

"Set up a factory for Texans to really stand here!"

A group of red-necked people were infected by Tom's pride and ambition, and a group of red-necked people with five big and three thick necks surrounded Tom like this, crying and hugging each other.

"Big brother, you are really a saint in the Bible!"

"You're the greatest silver I've ever seen."

"Woo woo woo~"

Tom looked at the red necks who were crying with snot and tears, and he was secretly happy.

"The rednecks of Texas are still so stupid and deceitful."

"Texas! Surrender to me once again! ”

"I will lead Texas to greatness once again!"