After arriving at the state capital, people from the Chinese Chamber of Commerce were already waiting at the city gate. The distribution of Chinese throughout California is relatively wide.

The establishment of the state capital is still based on the dream of gold mining. In short, if there is no real gold and silver in a place, it is difficult for people to come and settle down.

"My name is Ma Zhiyuan, the person in charge of the branch here. I am honored to meet the rumored little boss!

The president sent a telegram in advance, asking us to fully cooperate with your work, little boss!" Ma Zhiyuan said politely.

According to the news revealed by the General Association, the young boss in front of him is the God of Wealth of the Chamber of Commerce, and he has truly brought huge wealth.

Zhu Wencong followed Ma Zhiyuan to the house arranged by the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, so he did not need to worry about housing and transportation.

"What business are you mainly responsible for here?" Zhu Wencong asked while walking on the road.

"It's mainly related to food. The land in the state capital is suitable for industries such as planting and breeding.

The number of Chinese people is increasing. Americans cannot solve their food and clothing problems. They have to be provided by our own people.

Look at the restaurants on the street opened by our own people. From the earliest status of slaves to the status of citizens, their spending power has gradually increased.

San Francisco has become our second home, and we are still working hard to create our own world in other cities." Ma Zhiyuan described the future.

Zhu Wencong nodded silently. At this stage, the Chinese are still in the exploratory stage and have not fully taken root.

When that declaration comes out and slavery is abolished, only qualified Chinese can make a difference in this vast world.

However, because the Chinese were too hard-working, all walks of life in the United States fell into serious involution, which led to the beginning of the anti-Chinese movement.

However, Americans are used to being lazy and lazy. They are all pretentious and always want to differentiate themselves from the capitalists.

"Have you received any news recently?" Zhu Wencong asked.

Ma Zhiyuan shook his head. Nothing major happened for a long time, and the state capital was in a state of inaction.

On the east coast, the war is in full swing, but on the west coast, the years are quiet, and industry and agriculture are on the same page.

It was now September, and there were only a few days before the declaration. Zhu Wenchong speculated that the state government was deliberately hiding it.

California is a typical slave state. Once the news is announced, the peaceful days will be broken.

For the sake of stable development, the state government will definitely not be in a hurry to promote it. It will first look at the situation on the east coast before making a decision.

"Do we really want to abolish slavery?" Ma Zhiyuan suddenly asked in a low voice. The president had greeted him in advance.

"This is a sure thing! The agricultural faction occupies too much population and land, but is unable to create huge output value.

The industry is short of people and the government is short of land. The two have the same goal, so the abolition of slavery is inevitable!" Zhu Wencong did not hide it.

Nowadays, factories cannot find workers, and farmers are dragging them to farms to raise them.

The officials want to carry out major infrastructure projects, but to build roads, farmers have to give up their land, and to develop, demolition is indispensable.

Land and people are the lifeblood of farmers, so conflicts and contradictions are inevitable and will break out sooner or later.

"Our good day has finally arrived!" Ma Zhiyuan was very happy and celebrated in advance for Hua Nu.

Zhu Wencong had a silent expression. Good days do exist, but there are more miserable days.

If we did not monopolize the cotton market in California and even the entire federal government, the fate of these Chinese slaves would be the same as before, just transferring from the hands of farmers to the hands of factory owners.

"Jack! Do you want to stay at my place or find a hotel?" Zhu Wenchong greeted the city government's liaison officer.

"I have to go to the state capital to report first. If I have time, I will come to your manor to play." Jack left with the team.

Zhu Wencong looked at Jack's back. This action was supported by San Francisco and had official approval.

If you want to do big things in the United States, being a yellow person is always the biggest obstacle, and it is impossible to get rid of it.

The best way is to have an official background, then whatever you do will be justified and the resistance will be reduced.

"Don't you grow cotton?" Zhu Wencong asked Ma Zhiyuan beside him.

Zhu Wencong had previously ordered the Chinese Chamber of Commerce to fully cultivate cotton, and first establish a cotton base in the Jiangnan area in the east.

The second step is to carry out a major purge in San Francisco, take over all the farms from the farmers, and convert them to cotton.

Ma Zhiyuan scratched his head: "We are yellow people after all. It is difficult to do things in the white man's territory. The cotton market has always been monopolized by them.

We have also communicated with them, but they will not take us to play, and the official attitude is helpless.

So we gave up growing cotton and switched to growing grain. White people did not monopolize this market.

When it comes to growing food, these white people are far from our opponents, and we also have a lot of support from Chinese farmers."

Zhu Wencong found that their business acumen was quite good. In the future, the United States will be an industrial power and a large agricultural country.

America's agriculture has never been weak. With the continuous advancement of science and technology, the value of agricultural output has also increased.

"It's okay! Now that I'm here, we can take over the cotton market from these farmers.

You need to arrange all the personnel now. We have already won the cotton in San Francisco, followed by the state capital and other cities.

It doesn't matter if we don't have enough manpower. When the time comes, we can cooperate with white industrialists to run the farm together.

The biggest shortage at the moment should be people growing cotton, and I will help you solve this problem." Zhu Wencong ordered.

Ma Zhiyuan looked suspicious, unable to understand why Zhu Wencong's energy was so huge.

Without powerful means, there is no way to take over the white people’s cotton, which is their hen that lays golden eggs.

"You go directly to arrange this matter!" Zhu Wencong waved.

"What? Do you want to go back to your room to rest first or go for a walk on the street?" Zhu Wencong looked at the unhappy Su Yanting.

Su Yanting has been following Zhu Wencong, and what she sees and hears along the way refreshes her views again and again.

"I'm still thinking about the Indians. Will their family be able to live forever?

If they meet someone like Malik, I think it will be difficult for them to escape from his clutches." Su Yanqing said in a low voice.

Zhu Wencong led Su Yanqing toward the street. The Americans didn't care at all about the fate of the Indians.

It’s just that Easterners have been benevolent since ancient times and always want to lend a helping hand when encountering vulnerable groups.

"Don't think so much! If you think about it from another perspective, you might not be so sad.

Look! They have been developing for hundreds of years, right? They are still in the days of slash-and-burn farming!

When Americans, English, and French criminals were exiled, they still chose to hide in the jungle.

Those criminals established towns in the plains, which was also the original outline of the United States." Zhu Wenchong paused.

"It can be said that the Indians and the criminals started from the same starting line, and two systems were established in this land.
Chapter completed!