Chapter 391 The spread of the plague (Part 2)
United States Washington.
Even as President John Tyler decided to impose sanctions on those who wasted America's rich soil, potato late blight had spread to surrounding provinces.
In the following months, the disease swept through the entire United States like a plague. Fortunately, people here did not eat potatoes as a staple food, so only some people suffered losses.
In fact, as long as you don't put all your eggs in one basket, most of them will not be unable to survive.
In the end, John Tyler's presidential order discredited him and became one of the things his opponents used to attack him in the future.
Mr. Steven, who had predicted all this long ago, was regarded as a madman before the disastrous potato blight came, and was regarded as a wizard after the disastrous potato blight.
(Wizards are considered evil in traditional Western culture.)
The windows of Steven Sipil's family were smashed, two children were thrown cow dung at school, he himself was beaten up by two drunks, and someone even broke into his house and set it on fire.
"Jenna, I want to sell the house and go to the west." Steven said after thinking for a long time.
"Is there really no other way?" Jenna had tears in her eyes. She obviously did not want to leave her home at this time and go to the west.
When talking about the American West, the vast, beautiful, and desolate scenery comes to many people's minds. A spiny sand tree is rolling by in the wind next to the yellow sand. Leather boots, spurs, and a cowboy hat are on the head, and the American Iai is used whenever there is a disagreement.
(A tumbleweed is a tumbleweed, the yellow spherical dead grass that often appears in cowboy movies.)
A group of people happily drove in a caravan, with a blonde beauty on one side and a double-barreled shotgun on the other side to kill Indians who appeared at any time.
Fertile land is full of gold. Even if you don't dig gold, grow grain, or raise cattle, you can become a super rich man. In addition to drinking and fighting every day, I just watch kick dancing.
If you think so, then the United States’ more than two hundred years of beautifying propaganda have not been in vain.
In fact, it is not easy to make a living in the West. It usually takes several months to travel through harsh environments such as mountains and deserts.
Water and food are top priorities on the way. If you want to reach the west safely, these are not enough. You also need to pay a lot of money to hire a guide.
Of course, the premise is that the guide has real talent and knowledge and has no collusion with the bandits.
Wild beasts, rattlesnakes, intense heat, sandstorms, and tornadoes are all very common, but you have to face them if you want to reach the west.
Then there is the settlement site selection. You need to avoid areas frequented by Indians, bandits and bandits, and places where natural disasters may occur.
Clearing land is also a tiring job, and it is common for half of one's livestock to be exhausted in order to complete the work.
But we have to admit that the land in the United States is indeed fertile. As long as the seeds are sown, it is difficult not to have a good harvest. Unless there is a particularly extreme disaster, the shortfall will definitely be filled.
However, the American West at this time was much more dangerous than in history. The French, Mexicans, Indians, bounty hunters hired by Austria, and bandits from the Great Plains were all very dangerous existences.
The book returns to its true story.
Steven said softly while stroking his wife's long hair.
"Bobby fired me, and the people here hate me, and there's no way to support you without a job. We'll have a chance out west."
Jenna took off her necklace, which was a relic left to her by her mother.
"What are you doing? This is your mother's relic!" Steven asked in surprise.
"Buy two guns, we will use them on the road." Jenna said with firm eyes.
Steven sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing and that they really needed weapons to protect themselves.
"Go to bed early, there are still many things to be busy with tomorrow."
"Good night, dear."
"Good night."
Ireland, Queens Village.
Scathach Jennings was wandering outside the village with her two brothers Mickey and Tommy and the family's old dog, hoping to collect more firewood.
This would protect her from the cold, since her youngest sister Eileen was only one year old.
However, Scathach didn't gain much, and the two younger brothers were busy playing around. The old dog Hook caught an unlucky field mouse. It seemed that he could get an extra meal tonight.
Her eldest brother Patrit always did not do serious things, and his favorite thing to attend was "drinking parties."
The "drinking party" is not actually a place for drinking, and there is no alcohol. They are a secret society, an illegal organization among the British population.
But it was no secret among country bumpkins like them that almost every family in Ireland had a member who took part in it at one point or another.
In fact, the vast majority of Irish people hope to end British colonial rule, but their power is too weak.
The old people believe that knowledge is power, so they select some people who "may be promising" to study. But after some people who had read the book knew how powerful Britain was, they in turn advised the Irish not to resist, and even helped the British to harm their own compatriots.
Scathach's father was very opposed to her eldest brother attending the reception, because it would not only delay farm work, but might even get him involved in dangerous politics.
Scathach's father was afraid of politics, saying that politics was "the culprit that makes the nights darker." She was not interested in the quarrels between her father and her eldest brother. What interested her most recently were the new priests who had arrived in recent years.
Although these priests come from several different countries, they can communicate in the same language. And just like a groundhog, he digs cellars or tunnels every day, and hoards all the donations he receives.
Of course, the donations from the villagers were not that large. After all, most of the Irish farmers did not have enough to eat themselves, and most of the landowners were not Irish, and even those who believed in it were Protestant.
These churches usually only received potatoes and wild vegetables, and Scathach still remembers the first time the new parish priest drank rapeseed soup with the children.
As soon as Tang entered the room, the priest's eyes widened and he looked around thinking that the children were playing tricks on him. But after seeing all the children swallowing the soup, the priest took a deep breath and began to drink the soup. After repeating it several times, he finally showed everyone a smile that was uglier than crying.
Mysterious donors who appear regularly will donate pounds or wheat directly, which are also the sources of Holy Communion in the church. Of course, the nearby villagers are not willing to let their children go to church to receive Holy Communion, because after eating white bread, they will feel that the food at home is unpalatable.
At first, before these strange priests came, Holy Communion could only be received once a year. After they came, it became once a week, and later it was changed to once a month at the suggestion of the villagers.
These priests like to inquire about the situation here very much, and they will visit everywhere to draw maps, and even inquire about the situation of the British.
Scathach thought they were a group of spies, so he secretly asked the priest during confession, but he denied it.
Her eldest brother Patrit denied this, because the priests were all asking about local customs, as well as the preferences and policies of the British.
Many people in the organization approached these priests and said they would fight to overthrow British rule and whatever Catholic country would rule Ireland in the future.
But these priests all have the same message, that is, they are here only to save the world, not to provoke war.
In fact, what these priests told were not lies, because they were all instructed by Franz, and he did not want or need these priests to know too much.