Don't look at the later generations of the Great China Federation, all the countries in North America are developed economies with the world's highest GDP.

But in this day and age.

The ancestors of these North American Chinese countries are really full of blood and tears.

Most of the blood was New World natives and white Europeans, but there were also many tears of their own.

"Dick! Dick! Ahhhh How can I explain to my uncle when you leave, ahhhhh ”

On the construction site of the Iron Valley Village under construction in the easternmost part of the Jinshan Governor's Palace.

A strong man hugged a corpse that was still warm and cried.

The people around me are no longer surprised by this.

"Zhou Da, look at the point, this is fate."

"Yes, yes, let someone take it back quickly, whether it is burned and brought back to your hometown in Sichuan, or buried in Jinshan, you have to plan early."

"Unfortunate things happen everywhere, and when it's your turn, it's just that God doesn't open your eyes."

The voices of a group of Sichuan-accented voices rang out.

The two cousins Zhou Lao Er and Zhou Lao Da were the second batch to come to the New World, and in the process of building the Tiegu Village, due to the heavy rain for several days, many frail immigrants caught a cold and fever.

It's just a rush.

There will certainly be a large number of deaths.

But now every village has arranged for the Ming army's military doctors, and most of the immigrants are young and middle-aged, so there are not many deaths.

Last Tuesday, 11 of the more than 700 people died in this round of cold wave.

This mortality rate was inhumane in the eyes of later generations.

But in the eyes of people now.

After a wave of "epidemics", only 11 died, but the merit was really immeasurable.

Tie Gu Zhai will be built as a large village that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, as it will be used as a station for miners and steel mills in the future, and a port will be built to facilitate transportation between Jinshan City and Tie Gu Village, the future Iron Mountain City.

Right now.

A man in a white vest came with a chicken cart pushing a food box.

After opening.

The aroma of meat is overflowing.

After a dozen large steamers were opened.

There are only two kinds of food.

One is steamed buns, and the other is steamed dried salmon.

The first crop of wheat in the Jinshan Governor's Mansion has been harvested and put into storage, and the food crisis has been temporarily alleviated.

But there's not much to eat.

You can only take one bite of steamed buns and one bite of steamed salted fish.

There are no fruits, vegetables, or anything.

Sometimes, of course, if you're lucky enough to come across a herd of bison or something, the immigrants from the Governor's Mansion can also try bison.

But for most farmers who haven't eaten much meat,

This kind of food is already very good.

At the very least, you can eat enough meat and salt to inject in.

After seeing the opening of the meal, the farmers of the collective farms gathered together swarmed around.

"Eat it all! Wait a while to get to work, if you don't build the village as soon as possible, there will be more deaths! ”

Li Zhongyi, who was wearing a red official uniform, shouted loudly.

The current second young master of the Li family has completely changed his appearance.

With a black beard on his chin, his face was flushed, and he carried a musket and a helmet on his back, he went back to Sichuan.

Who would dare to say that this is an official of the sixth grade?

"Master Li, we've been working all day, and we can't do it anymore."

"yes, let's take a day's rest!"

"I'm almost tired, I wouldn't have come here if I knew I was so tired."

The voice of complaining made Li Zhongyi very helpless.

It's hard to get started.

And judging from the propaganda in the newspapers, the key area of Ming immigrants is now the New World.

Migrant boats come once a month.

Every month, thousands of people arrive at the Jinshan Governor's Palace, and in a year, the Jinshan Governor's Mansion has a population of nearly 20,000!

In the newspapers, the immigrants to the New World were elevated to the point of "opening up living space for future generations."

It seems that if you don't snatch this bitter cold place, the people of the Ming Dynasty will not be hungry in the future.

"Less nonsense, eat faster! I heard that this place is the same as the place in northern Liaoning, and it can freeze people to death in winter! If we don't build the stockade before winter comes, we won't survive this winter! ”

Li Zhongyi said with a straight face.

The sturdy men below, who are either dried salmon or bison every day, are silent.

They all know that there is no way back when they come to this place.

They had to report to the regiment under the organization of the Governor's Mansion of Jinshan.

A strange continent, an unfamiliar climate, and the natives who could be killed at any time.

These dangers have made these honest farmers from Han have no choice but to sign up for a group to keep warm.

In Handi, they can go to other places to earn a living even if they run away.

Over here.

If they run away, they might become indigenous food.

It is said that there are many cannibal tribes in the dense forest.

When they arrived in a foreign land, for these farmers from the Han region, the only reliance was on the people around them.

At this time, if the stockade is not built as soon as possible, it will freeze to death in winter.

Right now.

A man in an army officer's uniform, but without epaulettes on his shoulders, limped over.

This is a retired officer of the Ming army who participated in the Battle of Liaodong.

He is also from Sichuan.

His name is Zhang Jin.

Looking at the badge on his chest, you can know that this is an army officer who has made first-class merits, and he was awarded the title of baron for meritorious service, and now he is the head of the Iron Valley Village.

"The team that went to the mountains to cut wood has returned, and the people on your side will go to unload the wood after eating, and then they can rest after settling the wood."

Zhang Jin said with a frown.

Seeing Zhang Jin's ugly face, Li Zhongyi couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

"Something's wrong?"

Zhang Jin nodded: "Something happened, two people died, but the key is to find this." ”

"What is this?"

Li Zhongyi took it and looked at it, but didn't understand what it meant.

It's all letters.

"It's a bounty!"

Zhang Jin frowned.

He has entered a military school, although his English score is not very good, but he knows a little, and this talent officer is from a civilian official, and he didn't know anything at the beginning, so he will babble.

I don't know how I got into Xiucai.

No wonder His Majesty the Emperor doesn't like these Confucian students very much.

"Bounty order?" Li Zhongyi was stunned.

"Yes, you see the big seal below, which is the seal of the Governor's Office of British Canada." Zhang Jin said, "The Britons are ruthless, the head of a Ming man, even the most ordinary peasant, can be exchanged for 100 pounds, which is almost two hundred Ming yuan." ”

Li Zhongyi suddenly felt a chill.

"So."

"So what we encountered in the collar was not a native!" Zhang Jin said, "It's a group of white adventurers!" ”

"Enemy, it's already started!!" Zhang Jin said, "Brother Li, this place will be handed over to you first, and this official must return to Jinshan City immediately and report the situation to the Governor!" ”

(End of chapter)