"Do you want to live a stable and peaceful life in Texas? No one told you that long and short guns are necessary for people there when they go out every day?

There are still some remaining Indians there, and they will not regard you as one of their own just because you have the same skin color.

In North America, Texas is the most chaotic state, bar none.

If you want to live a peaceful life in Texas, you'd better bring an army. That way, no one dares to mess with you." Mrs. Margaret Brown tied up her golden hair as she spoke. .

Dorgon looked at Mrs. Margaret Brown in the mirror. He felt that she looked better with her hair loose.

"Uh...! Is Texas really that chaotic?" Regarding Texas, Dorgon just listened to hearsay from a guy from the North American Territory.

He thought it was a paradise, but he didn't expect that it was also a place full of dangers.

Sure enough, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. After Mrs. Margaret Brown's introduction, Dorgon began to doubt whether his plan was correct.

What I thought was a bit naive.

"The land in Texas is very fertile. If you don't want to be buried there, I think you'd better not go.

Stay in New York! If you stay with me, I think your conversation should be that of a capable person."

"After spending one night with me, you think I'm capable? You don't mean that ability...!"

"Hahaha! They all have it!

To be honest, I need someone who knows English and Ming language.

We have too many documents that need to be translated, but people in Ming Dynasty are arrogant and they don't like learning English very much.

And in the North American territory, there are not many translators who can speak Ming language. Therefore, I would like to hire you as a translator to help me handle the documents between me and Ming Dynasty."

"Are there many Ming people in New York?" Dorgon was shocked. If there were many Ming people in New York, he would have left early.

"There are basically no Ming people in New York, but we have to do business with Ming. And there are a lot of Ming goods from Europe that need to be landed in New York.

Therefore, we urgently need people who are proficient in English and Ming dialect. And you..., you have mastered one more Russian language than them.

If there are Russians coming to do business, you will also be a good helper."

It turned out that this woman needed a translator, which actually made Dorgon breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, New York is too far away from the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty goods occupied it before the Ming Dynasty people.

"Let me go back and think about it, and I will give you an answer later." Dorgon saw Mrs. Margaret Brown putting her hair up, and seemed to want to go to the restaurant with her for breakfast.

If you go out like this, you will definitely be regarded as a pretty boy. It would be better to eat with Elizabeth!

I don’t know if Elizabeth will be angry with herself.

I closed the door and walked along the corridor to the corner. I saw Ada still standing there. It was obvious that she hadn't slept all night. She looked a little tired and her eyes were as red as rabbits.

"Let's go back!"

Dorgon walked in front, and Ada followed closely behind. The two walked through the corridor and walked down the gangway to the second-class cabin on the floor below!

ps: In 876, in the Scandinavian Peninsula of Northern Europe, the traveler Suchen became the Viking Ulf. He sang chapters of "The Lord of the Rings" to the Viking barbarians, convinced them with violence, and conquered Scandinavia.

The tribe of Navia finally looked around with a sword, wearing armor and riding a dragon-headed warship, and issued a challenge to the European countries. The Viking berserkers behind him were eager to try, waiting for his order.

Ulf: Wherever the dragon head goes, it is Odin's land. Burn down the pagan churches and rob all their wealth.

Ironbone Bjorn: You will surpass my father in your achievements.

Ivar the Boneless: This boy Ulf is actually more cunning than me.

White-shirted Halfdan: Overlord Ulf, I am willing to surrender to you.

Byzantine Emperor: Dear Ulf, my brother, please quickly lead the army to support us. Money matters are easy to deal with.
Chapter completed!