Chapter 404: Dung
Sanger was leaving, and Governor Jeffreys said he would give him a farewell party.
However, this farewell party was a bit strange, as all of Sanger's luggage was packed and taken away early in the morning.
However, it was arranged by the big brother, and as a younger brother, of course, I couldn't object.
However, when I arrived at the Governor's Mansion, I waited and waited but didn't see anyone.
I asked the butler where the governor had gone, but the latter certainly couldn't reveal the whereabouts of his master.
Although Sanger and Earl Jeffreys were brothers, in the eyes of the butler, they were no different from black slaves on the street.
However, he treated them very thoughtfully and didn't make people feel ignored.
There were all kinds of snacks and tea, and they could chat about some new things.
After waiting for a long time, it was almost time for lunch, and Sanger heard the sound of Governor Jeffreys laughing from outside.
"This is really a good thing. The Duke still remembers me...hahaha."
When he walked into the house, Count Jeffreys saw Sang and apologized immediately: "Sorry, sorry, I was going to give you a farewell party today, but I brought a good thing from my homeland this morning, and I forgot the time when I played with it.
But it's just a coincidence. I'll take you to experience it together."
"Master, it's time. Let's eat before leaving." The housekeeper popped up at the right time.
"Yes, yes, let's eat first." The Earl seemed to have suddenly realized it.
So after a quick meal, the Earl was eager to take Sang out.
This mysterious look also aroused Sang's curiosity.
It's a pity that he asked a few questions, but Governor Jeffreys didn't give a direct answer.
When he went out, a row of carriages and war horses were waiting outside.
But the most eye-catching thing was the big guy in the front.
It was about two meters tall, a square steel lump, with several large glass panels on both sides and the front.
When Sang saw it, his eyes almost popped out, and his curiosity was overflowing.
Little Jeff Ferris stepped forward to open the car door, and climbed in and sat down with some effort.
"Come on."
Sang was in a daze, and was pulled to get on the car.
After getting on the car, he touched the leather seat under his buttocks, and then he realized: "Is this a carriage?"
"Carriage? Watch it." Governor Jeff Ferris laughed and directed the driver to drive.
Soon, the car started rumbling.
As the car started, the whole team started to move together.
Fortunately, the war horses have been strictly trained, otherwise it should be a mess at this time.
"How about it, is it magnificent? This is a gift from the principality. There are only a few such treasures in the country." Governor Jeff Ferris's desire to show off is obvious to all.
But Sang stared at the car he was driving with his eyes wide open, without blinking.
He now understands a little bit that money is really dung, and people pursue face.
"I was planning to take you hunting and say goodbye today, but I didn't expect to be delayed, so I just drove you there."
The carefully prepared plan of Governor Jeffreys was a little unexpected.
After leaving the city, Sanger understood what hunting meant.
The army, which could not be seen at a glance, lined up silently.
With the arrival of His Excellency the Governor, the army moved with a bang.
The war horses neighed, and thousands of soldiers came out in full force.
Sanger finally came to his senses, and he even saw artillerymen dragging artillery passing by.
The soldiers in black uniforms dispersed, and the war horses ran, and the whole plain was a hunting ground.
There were special people driving the prey, and thousands of cavalrymen were rushing back and forth, and wherever they went, there was unrest.
This is called power, this is called life.
Sanger was stunned again, and had a new understanding of the weight of the word "Governor".
And our Governor, very cool, leaned out of the car and took the rifle from his men.
Papa!
It was unknown whether the prey was caught or not, but the sound of the camera clicking was very clear.
Sang's eyes were red with jealousy.
The governor fired a few more shots, but he probably felt unsatisfied and opened the car door.
"Let's go on horseback."
Hunting, this is called hunting?
Sang was manipulated like a puppet.
Although he had seen a lot of new things in the past few days, the excitement today was too great.
He even forgot the idea of asking about the origin of the car.
Along the way, he followed the governor to hunt in various ways.
Even a mighty lion is no different from a kitten in front of a fully armed army.
The governor even harvested a few little lions and said he would take them back to keep as guards.
As for dinner, of course, it was all kinds of prey.
It took a week to reach the dock after a sweeping hunting.
Just the food for people and horses was unknown.
Sang estimated that he would be almost bankrupt after two such trips.
There was already a ship waiting at the dock.
Unlike when they came, he was the only one on the ship.
"Brother, I'll take you here. Remember to write to me when you go back. Come back and play in a few years." The elder brother patted Sanger on the shoulder and said sincerely: "I have prepared some gifts for you. Go back and work hard. I hope you can understand the truth that money is dirt one day."
Sanger couldn't tell for a moment. He thought it was just a show, but how come it looked so real?
When he got on the ship, the boxes of gifts made him dumbfounded.
All this made him confused: "Is money really dirt?"
As the ship went farther and farther, Sanger was still waving goodbye.
His Excellency the Governor lost control of his expression: "Damn, I've lost a lot this time. I'll have to save money next year."
Damn money is just dirt. If it is really dirt, why go to the New World to dig? Just find any toilet and dig out the cesspit.
The colonial governor-general spent a lot of money, but what he wanted was not more dirt.
"I hope I can earn it back!" Big Brother looked up at the sky, otherwise tears would flow down his face.
He reached out to touch a cigar, but the staff reminded him leisurely: "Earl, all your cigars have been given away. From now on, you can only smoke one a day. You have finished smoking today."
"It's like hell." Big Brother couldn't help but swear, and he lost all his grace.
At this time, the boy on the passenger ship looked at the gift list sadly, which said ten boxes of cigars. He subconsciously took out a box from his arms and put it in his mouth skillfully.
This was something that Big Brother threw to him casually, and the mellow taste was as comforting as the earl's demeanor.
"This is civilization!"
Looking at the excrement, there was a lot of gold, silver, jewelry, and even more rare items.
Obviously, to Big Brother, dung is of little value, and giving it away would take up space.
On the contrary, it is all kinds of rare things that make it even more precious.
Smoking a cigar, the younger brother said without thinking, "Should I also be sublimated?"
Thinking about his modest family background, he quickly decided: "Make money first, and when you become as rich as Big Brother, you can sublimate your spiritual realm."
