People have a herd effect, especially people like Roque, in just over a year, Roque has gone from a mere Chinese patrol officer to one of the few nobles in the four Cape colonies, which makes many people envious.

For example, Joe Russell, as the deputy chief of the Johannesburg Police, Joe Russell is now following Roque's pace, Roque buys a farm, Joe Russell also buys a farm, Roque mines gold, Joe Russell -

Joe Russell didn't have such a good fate, Roque's farm "accidentally" found a gold mine, Joe Russell's farm had nothing, even the livestock raised by the former Boers were robbed by the army, and Joe Russell had no compatriots to resettle, so Joe Russell's investment was lost.

It can't be said that it is a loss, after making sure that there is no gold mine on the farm, Joe Russell comes to Roque.

"Sir Locke, I heard you're buying a farm?" Joe Russell is serious.

Roque could see through Joe Russell's idea at a glance.

"Tell me directly, what do you want to do?" Roque doesn't have to be polite with Joe Russell, and even if he doesn't talk about Roque's relationship with August Russell, Roque doesn't need to be polite with Joe Russell.

"I want to sell you the farm I bought—I thought there was a gold mine underneath the farm, but the men who hired the Christian prospecting company searched for a month, and they couldn't find a single hair, so Sir Locke, help—" Joe Russell wept as he felt like he had passed by a great fortune.

"Didn't you and your uncle buy a gold mine?" Roque laughed straight out.

"Who's going to think there's a lot of gold—" Joe Russell almost cried, what a different life.

Just look at the name, the Christian Prospecting Company is the company that Roque asked Christian to found, and the company's original only mission was to help Roque find the Far West Rand Gold Mine, because it knew the approximate location, the Christian Prospecting Company successfully completed this mission.

One yard to one yard, although Roque asked Christian to register Christian Prospecting Company, Roque still paid a large amount of money to Christian Prospecting Company.

As a result, Christian saw a business opportunity.

There aren't too many gold prospectors coming to Johannesburg in search of gold mines, and the Gold Mountain Hotel is now full of agents from large local families who don't need to look for gold mines, but look for mine owners who want to sell gold mines and buy them directly.

So now the Pretoria Mines Authority no longer needs to organise gold auctions, and with Matilda Gold Mine in front of it, even abandoned gold mines are being snapped up in the entire Johannesburg area.

This has also caused the price of gold mines and land around Johannesburg to skyrocket, and most of those who bought abandoned gold mines have lost money, and some people have indeed found gold mines that are still worth mining, but unfortunately all eyes are on the lucky ones, and no one pays attention to the losers.

Therefore, countless gold prospectors continue to pour into Johannesburg.

These gold diggers, as well as the agents of the large families, were customers of Christian Prospecting.

"How big is your farm and how much do you want to sell?" Roque doesn't focus on the gold mine right now, but on the farm.

"3,000 acres, I bought it and spent 150 pounds, just give me 150 pounds." Joe Russell had a smile on his face.

"Forget it, I don't want your uncle to scold me, just at the current price." Roque put on the posture of an elder, a few hundred pounds, and Auguste Russell's favor, there is no more cost-effective business.

"That's great, you're a merciful God—" Joe Russell was overjoyed, and at current prices, a 3,000-acre farm was worth £750, which was already a good reward for an investment.

As an inspector who served as deputy commissioner, Joe Russell earned so much from a year's salary plus colonial subsidies.

The 3,000-acre deal doesn't need Roque to come in person now.

Roque has bought too many farms and is now considered the largest landowner around Johannesburg, and if anyone notices this, it will definitely affect Roque's image.

So Roque now has to decentralize his ownership and transfer most of the farms to Buck, Hook, and Hawley, even so, it's still a bit eye-catching, and Buck, Hook, and Hawley each have more than 100,000 acres of farms in their names.

In addition to Barker, Iron Hook and Hawley, there are now more than 100 Chinese farmers in Johannesburg, whose farms range from 50 to 500 acres, and those who own 500 acres of farms, except for police families, are purchased by miners who have joint loans and mutual guarantees, and they can get more loans.

In Roque's planning, an ordinary farm must have at least 50 acres of land, which is about 300 acres when converted into metric, considering the modern agriculture planned by Roque, 300 acres of land is more than enough to feed a family, enough for a family to thrive in Johannesburg, and they are Roque's basic plate.

Even at the police station, Roque's lunch was made by Marven and then delivered to Roque's office.

Zach and Anna have now arrived in Johannesburg and are staying at Roque's home next to the police station.

That home now resembles Zach and Anna's, and Roque rarely goes back, sometimes living in the gold mines, and more often at the police station altogether.

Lunch was eaten by Roque with Li De and Martin, and during the meal, Roque would chat with Li De and Martin, and sometimes he would find some unexpected situations.

There was an accident today.

"The priest we arrested, it's almost time to let him go, right?" Li De seemed nonchalant, muttering while bala rice.

Father!

Frank von Adelaide!

Roque forgot all about it!

"Haven't put it in yet?" Roque originally planned to release Frank von Adelaide after the investigation team left, but now that the investigation team has been gone for half a month, he didn't expect Frank von Adelaide to still be in the police station.

"If you don't speak, who would dare to let it go!" Martin choked and rolled his eyes, and hurried to deliver it with the Elsdy wine that Anton had sent him.

"This priest is also capable, he has been in our police station for more than a month, and I heard that more than a dozen Catholics have developed, if he continues to stay, I don't know what kind of trouble will be made." The news provided by Li De left Roque dumbfounded.

Priests or priests are the profession of missionaries, and when the colonists conquered the natives, they were the sword in one hand and the Bible in the other.

What Roque never expected was that Frank von Adelaide could develop believers even in the police station, and Roque really underestimated the role of religion.

"Get him out of here—" Roque did not hesitate, the state religion of England is Protestant, and Frank von Adelaide is a Catholic priest, so this is not a troublemaker.

Li De didn't even eat, put down the bowl and ran to the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria, Frank von Adelaide sat at a table surrounded by Chinese, Boer and Zulu police officers from the Johannesburg Police Department.

"Methuselah gave birth to Lamech at the age of one hundred and eighty-seven, and after giving birth to Lamech, Methuselah lived another seven hundred and eighty-two years, and did not go to God until she was nine hundred and sixty-nine years old—" said Frank von Adelaide, and the surrounding police let out a burst of exclamations.

Owen has said that he wants to eat and drink well.

Roque didn't discount it, Frank von Adelaide lived in the police dormitory, ate in the police canteen, washed clothes, used meals were brushed, and when he was idle, he could ride a horse on the school yard in the police station, and his small life was simply not too nourishing.

This foreign monk, he doesn't quit meat, Frank von Adelaide mixes in the indigenous pile all day long, and it is estimated that he has not had a good life for a few days, so these days Frank von Adelaide is in the police station, obviously a little unhappy, and he comes to the canteen to eat, and sometimes rubs the policemen's wine, without the slightest consciousness of prisoners.

In just one month, Frank von Adelaide has developed more than a dozen Catholic believers in the police station, looking at Frank von Adelaide's posture, he will not take the initiative to leave if he does not develop all the police into Catholic believers.

Leed stepped forward to separate the crowd and interrupted Frank von Adelaide's preaching: "Father, you can go now. ”

"Let's go? Where to? "For a moment, Frank von Adelaide was the police department.

"Go where you need to go, aren't you going to find the investigative team? Go find it! "Lidd also wanted to fool Frank von Adelaide.

"Hehe, do you think I didn't know the investigation team went to Pretoria?" Frank von Adelaide was very well informed.

This is so quick to tell him!

Li De looked at the police around him.

The police immediately dispersed.

"Don't care where the investigation team is, your imprisonment has been lifted, and you can go." Reed looked at the steak on Frank von Adelaide's plate and was furious.

The monks are all pure-hearted and have few desires, not only do not eat meat, but also sweep the floor for fear of hurting the lives of ants, and cherish the moths and lanterns.

Frank von Adelaide, every time he eats, he picks and takes, the steak only eats beef tenderloin, eats the fish only eats the first half, eats the chicken thigh, and never saw Frank von Adelaide eat bread.

Guarding the gold mines around Johannesburg, the police did not need money to eat in the restaurant in the police station, and Frank von Adelaide ate the funds of the police department, and Li De was not used to it.

"Incarceration? What did I do wrong? "Frank von Adelaide still wants to find fault.

"You're right, I'm wrong." Li De didn't talk nonsense with Frank von Adelaide, raised his hand and beckoned, and two strong men came to the door of the restaurant, put Frank von Adelaide up and left.

Hehe, eating and drinking for so long, if you don't give money, forget it, and you still want to touch a porcelain before leaving?

Crazy to dare to touch the police's porcelain.