Tune the Pacific

Chapter 20 San Francisco

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"I can't stand it. Isn't it just going to the United States? It's like a separation from life and death, and I won't come back." Li Mo stood on the deck and scratched his head. Only then did he find that he didn't even have a hair on his head, so he had to curl his lips.

Long Guozhang and Chen Ping next to

are full of black lines. There is nothing they can do. The jump of their own thinking is so much that they can't keep up with the rhythm at all. They have to laugh and avoid it.

Li Mo couldn't help it. It showed that because of the braids, he was nagging by Li Fu for two days. He finally had to go out, and because of the loyalty of the old housekeeper, he was worried. He insisted on letting the little girl take care of him and Zhao Long, but Zhao Long got the new training outline of the young master, and Li Mo repeatedly told him to explain, so I flew away early with my mind. As for Li Qiang, the day after he got the special forces manual, he took the two people he selected and disappeared in the depths of the dense forest, even without ghosts.

So in the end, I can only drag Du Dazhuang, the new guard. According to Li Fu's private statement, this boy is tall, straight and cute, at least he can help block bullets!

What kind of people are they?

Li Mo finally had no choice but to take Du Dazhuang, and the little girl was too small to eat, so she was cruel and refused without looking at the big watery eyes.

When he finally went out, Li Fu also took everyone with him. On the left, the young master was careful, and on the right, the young master took care of himself. He was reluctant to send a few miles away, which made Li Mo able to get out.

"Ah." With a sigh and watching the freighter go down the stream, Li Mo hid in the boat bridge. But as soon as he entered, he saw several guys led by Chen Ping, who followed him to the United States, were queuing up, waiting for Long Guozhang to get a haircut in person.

The first haircut was made by Du Dazhuang. The boy was originally unwilling to cut the braids, but Li Mo threatened to expel him from the guard team and send him back to his hometown. Then he was twisted and pulled out of the braids.

Seeing that the braids were cut, Du Dazhuang almost cried out. He held the braids and hid in the corner alone.

"Yeh, it's time to cut it!"

Looking at Du Dazhuang, who was crying, Li Mo took a deep breath, but did not persuade him, because he knew that this was a painful process and a must. It was the road that he and the people who chased him had to take. This pair of scissors cut not only the Qing Kingdom, but also twisted all the Chinese people's hearts. A hundred years of humiliation.

Two high masts were covered with sails, and the steamboats coming down with the wind were very fast. Just a day later, they arrived at the famous Vancouver Island. Li Mo stood on the deck, looking at the big island in the distance, and his eyes extended to the south.

It is said that Liang Qichao's footprints have been to the waters of today's Victoria Harbour. If he could go further north at that time, he might have been the first Chinese celebrity to arrive in Alaska.

Do you want to wait for Liang Qichao there? Master Li broke his fingers and soon gave up. Now Comrade Liang is probably a few years older than himself. When he comes here, he doesn't know the year of the monkey.

What's the use of waiting for him? With his current vision, can he see the value of this bitter cold place in the northernmost part of the Pacific Ocean? Or let the Qing Dynasty pay hundreds of millions of dollars to buy the whole of Alaska? You know, even the Americans themselves did not upgrade this land to a formal state until 1959, and now the gold rush has not even begun.

"Young master, Vancouver is in front of us. Shall we go and have a look?" Chen Ping and Long Guozhang, who had been cut off their braids, had been standing behind Li Mo, silently looking at the weak figure and staring at the big island in the distance. Suddenly, there was an indescribable feeling. It was not until the ship got farther and farther away that he hurriedly asked.

"No need." Li Mo shook his head and sighed in his heart that if God could let himself travel for decades, maybe the person who bought Alaska would be himself.

"There is not enough people's hearts!"

After a slight glance at the corners of his mouth and a self-deprecating smile, Li Mo put away his telescope and thought that Long Guozhang was about to return to China, and his criminal status was very embarrassing, so he was a little worried and said to Long Guozhang, who was still wearing big braids, "Brother Guozhang, do you want Zhang Shun to accompany you back?"

Long Guozhang shook his head and said decisively, "Thank you for your concern, but I'm afraid it's not that simple to catch me, Long Guozhang."

Seeing that Long Guozhang was so confident, Li Mo had to nod and continued, "Then I'm counting on you for the recruitment."

When Long Guozhang was about to speak, Chen Ping had added, "In my opinion, we can't just think about recruiting, but also think about the future, so when Guozhang goes back this time, it's better to contact Fuzhou and Nanyang to see if we can collect some useful people."

"It's still Yuanshou's far away." Long Guozhang patted Chen Ping on the shoulder admiringly and said, "Young master, Yuanshou, don't worry, Guozhang will not disgrace his mission."

"Ha ha, find more people, or no one will do the ironclad ship I promised you!" Li Mo suddenly smiled and blinked his eyes.

"Iron Armored Ship!" As soon as he heard this word, not only Long Guozhang, but also Chen Ping's eyes were shining. In this era, perhaps only the ironclad giant ship and the rumbling drum can make the man's heartbeat.

"My battleship dream!" Facing the two people who were already outside the wanderer, Li Mo smiled bitterly. Even if he could build his dream warship, where should he stop?

Is it possible to soak on the sea every day?

A few days later, with the British flag flying, under the cover of Thomas, everyone quickly came to San Francisco, the most famous city in the western United States.

The port of San Francisco in 1889 was far from as prosperous as later generations. On the calm sea, most of them were fishing boats and some freighters flying the American flag. Li Yunfei looked up and looked empty. The familiar Golden Gate Bridge was probably still in my mother's stomach at this moment.

Soon, the ship leaned against the famous Fisherman's Wharf in later generations. Like its name, it was really crowded with all kinds of small fishing boats. Looking at Long Guozhang and his men skillfully throwing cables, Li Yunfei had nothing to do. He leisurely watched the fishmongers bargain, and his face turned red.

And those who came to greet Li Mo were the tax and customs personnel stationed at the dock. These days, the customs is far less powerful than that of future generations, not to mention that the main energy of the Americans at this time is still concentrated in the east and Europe, which can be seen from the throughput of the port of San Francisco at this moment.

The tax is calculated according to the tonnage of the ship. Although I was curious about why the British ship bypassed the Pacific Ocean, in view of Thomas's British identity, these people only doubted so many Chinese on the ship and left. It seems that the sign of the British Empire is still very loud at this moment. Of.

There are many Chinese in San Francisco, which can be seen from the fact that they are still wearing braids on the road, which are still very eye-catching. However, Li Mo and his party have become aliens in the eyes of the Chinese people because they cut their hair.

Soon, the coal was added, and Long Guozhang, who bought some materials, set sail. Looking at the steamboat that was fading away, Li Yunfei's heart was like a tide and took a deep breath.

He turned his head and said to Thomas next to him, "Thomas, is there any way for me to become a British citizen immediately?"

A few black lines suddenly hung on Thomas's forehead.