Chapter 190: The mercenary business is packed with customers
Chapter 190: The mercenary business is packed with customers
Zhang Siwen was very happy when someone came to him to bring business to solve the problem he was worrying about.
Come to think of it, mercenaries led by world-famous generals like Chen Cheng and Shi Laosan made countless contributions in the Civil War.
Such a capable mercenary is definitely ranked number one in the world, so it is normal for business to come to him.
Seeing the red-haired beauty looking up at him with an expression of admiration and fascination, Zhang Siwen did not give her any face at all.
No matter how much you try to please me, you can't lower the price.
"The price we offer to the Federation is 19 taels of silver per mercenary per month. In addition, the Federation also provides guns, ammunition and shipping costs for free."
Jessica was not very good at math. She counted on her fingers for a long time and suddenly covered her mouth in shock.
"Oh my God, wouldn't that be close to 400,000 taels of silver every month? You are much more expensive than the Hessian mercenaries in Prussia. The Federation is really rich. Alas, Paraguay is a small country and certainly can't afford to spend so much money. What should we do?"
Zhang Siwen stared at the red-haired girl with a smile. Actually, what the mercenaries lacked was not money, but a place to be resettled. However, this must not be known to the employer.
You have to know that these mercenaries can't return to their homeland, so their employers will definitely bargain hard for them.
"Believe me, we are worth the price. Since you can find me, you must have heard about General Chen and General Shi's brilliant achievements in the war, right?"
That was the Battle of Gettysburg, when General Chen set up a pocket formation to lure the enemy deep into his territory, annihilated all the Union cavalry, and killed Brigadier General Farnsworth, the commander of the Confederate cavalry, in battle.
In the Battle of Petersburg, General Stone's troops demonstrated the glorious tradition of the Iron Foot, marching 200 miles a day, and were the first to reach Richmond, winning the honor of being the first to reach the city. As a result, General Lee surrendered.
Without these Taiping mercenaries, the North would not have been able to end the war so quickly after losing Grant.
Seeing the red-haired girl's tangled face, Zhang Siwen kindly reminded her, "Mercenaries don't have to be paid in silver. Mines, ports, and conquered territories can all be used to offset the hiring fee. I think Buenos Aires is a good choice."
Uh uh uh, as soon as Zhang Siwen opened his mouth, he wanted the capital of his employer's rival as a reward. This is not arrogance, this is confidence.
Even though the Taiping Army was unable to defeat the Hunan Army and the Huai Army, it was because their opponents were too strong.
Both opponents are powerful armies in the world.
When they arrived in America, the Taiping mercenaries performed brilliantly, but they did not play a leading role; they only played a supporting role. That was because the United States was too strong, as one of the great powers.
But how can South American countries be considered powerful? Their former colonial masters, Spain and Portugal, are now in decline, and Zhang Siwen doesn’t even take them seriously, let alone their former colonies?
When the elite Taiping troops led by General Ershi and General Chen go there, they will be a force that can destroy a country and no one can stop them.
Jessica was suddenly inspired. "Yes, once you conquer the territory, your brother-in-law should agree to give you a piece of the enemy's territory. And if you stay there, you can always communicate with your brother-in-law, otherwise Brazil and Argentina will fight back as soon as you leave. They have vast territories and a large population, and their war potential is not something that small Paraguay can match. My brother-in-law is really a lunatic..."
Hehe, without war maniacs, where would we mercenaries find work?
"I'll send a telegram right away and discuss with my brother-in-law to see what kind of reward he can offer."
After finishing the business, Jessica rolled her eyes and said, "Mr. Zhang, the Broadway's 'Metropolitan Concert Hall' is performing a musical comedy from the UK. May I have the honor of asking you to accompany me to watch the show?"
Hmm? Zhang Siwen looked Jessica up and down.
With red hair, an angelic face and a hot body, she is an Irish beauty.
Of course, there are beauties in Lin Qi's family. How could his sister hook up with the dictator of Paraguay without beauty? Zhang Siwen is already 25 years old. He used to be a bodyguard for Shao Quanzhong. After arriving in the United States, he lived in seclusion.
Although he is very rich, he never attends any celebrity gatherings, and he never meets any women he likes. He is still single.
Zhang Siwen has a normal sexual orientation, and when a beautiful woman took the initiative to invite him, he readily agreed.
When they came out of the Metropolitan Concert Hall in the evening, the enthusiastic Irish beauty had already taken the initiative to hold Zhang Siwen's hand.
The two of them walked on Broadway. Broadway was brightly lit at night, and the gas lamps were lit one by one. The cool breeze blew, and Jessica shivered. Zhang Siwen caringly put his windbreaker on the beautiful woman's shoulders.
This oriental strong man who always has a cool expression is also a warm man. Jessica was very satisfied. "Okay, I'll be home soon. Thank you Zhang. Can I date you again in the future?"
Seeing Zhang Siwen nod gently, Jessica jumped up happily, pecked Zhang Siwen's cheek quickly, turned around and ran towards her own villa. Suddenly, she tripped and almost fell.
Zhang Siwen wiped his cheek, shook his head and chuckled.
A passionate Irish woman. Without this woman chasing after me, it would be hard for me to actively pursue any woman. I don’t know how long I will stay overseas. I can’t be single forever, right?
Zhang Siwen was born into the wealthy Zhang family of the Qing Dynasty, but he had no obsession with finding a pure Chinese woman to leave pure-blooded descendants for the Zhang family.
That was the task of my fourth brother Zhang Zhidong. I had been driven out of the Zhang family, and they didn't recognize me as a descendant of the Miao girl, so why should I try to get in?
Now I am the most trusted confidant of my second brother's confidants. I have no shortage of money or status. I am free and at ease. I can be called a true world citizen and free man. I can decide everything by myself without any burden or restraint. I can find a red-haired wife and no one will bother me. I can do whatever I want.
The only people who care about me are the countless poor people in China who are just like me, who have brains and strength but no way out.
My success was an accident, so I have the responsibility to help people with similar backgrounds to succeed.
The security in New York is hard to describe in a few words, but the gangsters would definitely not target Zhang Siwen, who has a strong build and is clearly armed with a gun, for robbery.
When Zhang Siwen was walking in the New York night, he became the target of passers-by's vigilance.
He slowly returned to the small villa he rented. The fat old black lady employed in the villa had already prepared dinner.
Zhang Siwen is a good eater and is not picky about what he eats. His standard of living is quite high, but he basically lives a regular life like an ascetic monk.
After a few days, when the news from Paraguay came back, I sent a telegram to Richmond to discuss a way out with Generals Chen and Shi. Going to South America to establish a separatist regime is a good choice, isn't it?
"Bang Bang Bang!"
"Who comes so late? Are you ready to sleep?"
The old black lady muttered and went to open the door.
The visitor was an old white man in his forties. In addition to his mustache, he also had a tuft of beard on his chin, which was trimmed in a strange shape. He looked to be of Hispanic descent.
"Hello, is this Mr. Zhang's residence?"
"you are--"
"My name is Carlos Manuel de Cespedes. I am a farmer and lawyer in Cuba. I have long admired Mr. Zhang's name. I am sorry to come to visit you in the middle of the night."
(End of this chapter)