1850 American Gold Tycoon

Chapter 32 Disappointing Results

If all the assets were given out, Liang Yao would certainly have enough financial resources to support Ge Wen and Fremont to run for the Senate at the same time.

But obviously this is unrealistic. His industry has just started, and he needs a lot of capital investment in the future. He does not intend to put his industry aside in order to support Gwen and Fremont.

The campaign is just the beginning, and if they want to maintain a certain influence in Congress and protect his interests in California, a lot of money will be needed.Compared with this money, the political donations for the campaign are just a little bit.

In the United States, how much voice and influence your interest spokesperson can have in Congress depends on the thickness of your wallet. This has never changed from the founding of the country until the 21st century.

"Mr. Liang, I feel that you are teasing me. It's not funny to play this kind of joke with me."

Although Ge Wen had already greeted Liang Yao's female family members in his heart, on the surface, Ge Wen still maintained the generosity and tolerance that a gentleman should have, and continued to talk with Liang Yao in a modest and polite manner.

"I've said it all, it's only temporary." Liang Yao said unhurriedly, very confidently, "When I eat Brannan's market in San Francisco, I will have enough funds to support you and Fernando at the same time." Mr Rimont is running for the Senate at the same time."

Liang Yao was very confident, as if Brannan's huge fortune was already in his pocket.

"how long it takes?"

"Before California became a state."

As a politician, Ge Wen has long been familiar with lazy politics. He often promises an ambiguous time to others, but it does not mean that he himself can accept an ambiguous time.

Most politicians have two standards in their hearts, one is the standard for others, and the other is the standard for themselves.Ge Wen is such a person.

"I need a clear time. If Mr. Liang does not have enough confidence, I need to find other political investments so as not to miss the opportunity."

"Mr. Gwen, Mr. Fremont is much more patient than you."

"I'm different from him. If he doesn't find the support of investors in California, he still has his powerful family and father-in-law to back him up. I don't have such superior conditions as him. Please forgive me, Mr. Liang."

"One or two months sooner, three months later, it won't be longer than this time."

Liang Yao thought for a while and gave a relatively clear time.

This time has reassured Ge Wen a lot. Given the pissing nature of the congressmen, if nothing else happens, there will be at least half a year more quarrel around the question of whether the quasi-state should be a free state or a slave state.

California will not be established as a state until the end of this year at the earliest. This is Ge Wen's preliminary judgment on the time of statehood in the prefectures.

As for when the slowest time will come, it is hard to say.

"Are you really confident you'll turn Brannan into a pauper within three months?"

Regarding this, Ge Wen was still skeptical.

"It only took me three months to go from nothing to a millionaire. California is a magical place full of miracles."

Liang Yao smiled contentedly. The confrontation between him and Brannan lasted less than ten days, and Brannan's losses already exceeded three hundred thousand dollars. case of cheese.

Three months is plenty, maybe not that long.

At the same time, Liang Yao was also a little disappointed with Ge Wen. As a politician, Fremont, a political amateur, was more stable than Ge Wen, an old politician who had been in the officialdom for many years.

Perhaps this has something to do with their family background and personal experience, Liang Yao thought.

"Mr. Ge Wen, you should trust your vision and Mr. Liang's ability. Although there is a lot of gold in California, it is extremely liquid, and it comes and goes quickly."

Ge Wen's indecision made Stanford on the side a little bit uncomfortable.

Stanford witnessed with his own eyes that Liang Yao became a millionaire almost overnight, and he was also a relatively successful gold digger and businessman.

Stanford knows very well that the difficulty in California is not to find gold, but how to keep the gold in your hands.

And Liang Yao can not only keep the gold in his hands, but also create business opportunities continuously. Such a person is worthy of cooperation and full trust.

Just as he was talking, Fremont galloped back. The harvest from this trip was not very rich. He only brought back a few rabbits.

Clearly, Fremont's gold-hunting trip has been lackluster.

"I'm sure now that the rumors about the Golden Lake were just the imagination of gold diggers who had lost their minds."

Fremont asked for a glass of water, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

Fremont's clothes were quite different from Ge Wen's. He was wearing a tight-fitting military uniform, with two swords pinned to his waist, one long and one short.

The long sword is a Mamluk sword, and the short sword is an "Arkansas toothpick", famous for its sharpness, capable of stabbing and cutting, and the point of the sword is so thin that it can be used as a toothpick to pick teeth.

Due to its strong practicability, the "Arkansas toothpick" was widely equipped as an individual knife during the Civil War.

Liang Yao remembered that the Mamluk sword was an accessory for US naval officers, while Fremont was from the army. He didn't understand why a former army officer would wear a naval officer's saber.

"Not necessarily. It may be that you haven't traveled far enough. California is so big that there must be more than one place with gold in the Sacramento Valley." Liang Yao said.

"Can Mr. Liang gain anything?"

Fremont put down his water glass and looked at the diverted American River with his hands behind his back.

"I think there will be an answer soon." Liang Yao saw that Deng Wenqi and Deng Wenkang were leading hired workers to pour ore soil into the ore washing tank, and he would know the result soon.

"May God bless you and have a good harvest."

"This is Mr. Ge Wen, I think you may know each other." Liang Yao introduced Ge Wen to Fremont.

Fremont greeted Ge Wen very friendly. The two had only heard about each other and each other's family, but there was not much intersection between their families.

After finishing the cleaning work, Deng Wenqi brought samples to Liang Yao.

"Third brother, the gold content of the ore soil on the surface of the river bed is only a little higher than that of the ore soil on both sides of the river." Deng Wenqi handed two small glass bottles containing gold grains to Liang Yao, "This is ten barrels of the ore soil on the surface of the river bed. The gold washed out is the gold washed out from the ore soil on both sides of the Shitong River. They are all labeled according to the third brother's instructions for easy comparison."

Liang Yao picked up two labeled glass bottles and observed. The gold in the glass bottle with the label of the riverbed surface soil was only about one-sixth more than the other bottle.

Such a result obviously disappointed Liang Yao, Liang Yao didn't even bother to weigh them on the scale.

"It seems that God has not favored you, Mr. Liang."

Fremont said in a tone of disappointment with a hint of schadenfreude.

Ge Wen also looked at Liang Yao suspiciously. He was questioning Liang Yao's gold digging ability, and he was also questioning Liang Yao's ability in other aspects.

Perhaps this successful young businessman, who is rumored to be good at panning for gold and has other ways of making money, is just a false name.

(End of this chapter)