In fact, money is really not a problem for Roque, and now Roque is very wealthy, and in the farm that Roque bought some time ago, another gold mine was discovered.

Roque is not interested in the new gold mine, not even interested in knowing the reserves of the gold mine, and now Roque can understand the feeling of the richest man saying "100 million", for normal people, 100 million is an astronomical amount, but for the richest man, it is just to build a few more buildings.

For Roque, more gold would do no good other than make Roque the target of public criticism.

Nearly 20 tonnes of gold are now piled up in the basement of the Rock Gold Mine, and because of the mining alliance agreement, none of this gold can be sold, so it can only be piled up in the basement and more can be dug up.

Doesn't it cost to expand the basement?

So after determining the approximate extent of the gold deposit, Roque sealed the newly discovered gold ore for future mining.

"Whatever, the knighthood doesn't mean anything to me now, so what if I am a baron? You don't want a hell place like Favart. "Roque is breezy and light, pretending to be invisible.

Construction of Favart's cement plant had already begun, with Henry hiring technicians from England and Zululand workers from Zululand, buying machinery and equipment to be transported by rail from Durban to Pretoria and then to Favart, bypassing Cape Town.

This large circle added a lot of expenses, and the angry Henry scolded Paul Krugel.

It was Paul Krueger who made the decision that the railway in Pretoria was extended to the east coast, and if the railway had been to German South-West Africa, Henry would have saved a lot of money now.

In fact, there is a reason for this, the Transvaal Republic and German Southwest Africa are separated by the British-controlled Bechuana Reserve, and the highland terrain in the Bechuana Protectorate is much more difficult to build a railway than in the plains.

Moreover, the Transvaal Republic built the railway between Lorenço Marques to bypass the British, so if the railway passed through the Bechuana Protectorate, it would be tantamount to throwing itself into a trap.

Scolding and scolding, the progress of the cement plant is still very fast.

According to the agreement between Roque and Henry, the cement plant is Roque to pay, Henry to run the relationship, the two people are now seamless cooperation, it is expected that after the year, the cement plant will be officially put into operation, and then it will be just in time for the crocodile bay company to repair the hydropower station.

"Really, you're underwhelmed right now, you know?" Owen felt a little itchy in his hand, what can he do with a baron?

Don't look at the fact that Owen's family already has two barons, Owen is still very envious.

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Roque and Owen were chatting happily when there was a sudden commotion in the corner of the café, with some people laughing arrogantly, and then a couple of Boers suddenly became impassioned, shouting something in heavily accented Dutch, and someone banging on the table.

Roque could barely understand a little Dutch now, but he couldn't understand what the people were saying.

Roque glanced at the café manager not far away, and the manager immediately trotted over.

"What's going on?" Roque was in a bad mood, and it was rude to make a loud noise in public.

"It's a couple of Boer merchants who fled the country before the war, and it is estimated that they have just returned." The café manager was cautious, for fear of angering Roque: "Why don't I ask them out?" ”

The café manager is interesting, and at this time he also knows how to use "please", which is really service-oriented.

Roque smiled and shook his head, the café was Joe Russell's property, and Roque didn't want to make trouble for Joe Russell.

These days, there are noticeably more Boers in Johannesburg.

Roque and Owen knew that the peace agreement was about to be signed, and the others could know it as well, especially the Boer merchants, who were also very well informed, even if they fled abroad before the war, they had been keeping a close eye on the situation, and now that the situation had just eased slightly, they could not wait to return to Johannesburg, and it was estimated that their life abroad was not very comfortable.

But I guess they don't know about the current situation in Johannesburg, so they can still laugh, and I really hope that they can continue to laugh when they learn about the current situation in Johannesburg.

"In the past few days, people have been going to the city government to ask for information, for the gold mines that were confiscated in the war." Owen pouted, and Owen was also clear about the situation.

Now returning to Johannesburg are all big businessmen who owned gold mines in Johannesburg before the war, and their gold mines were abandoned during the war, and they were naturally auctioned off by the Pretoria Mining Bureau.

With that said, Roque had the same trouble.

Now it is only the merchants who have returned, and when the peace agreement is signed, a large number of Boer farmers who fled the war will return to Johannesburg, and when they find out that their farms have changed owners, they do not know what will happen to the Boer farmers.

"What does it have to do with the city government, the gold mine was auctioned by the Pretoria Mines Authority, they want to find it, let them go to the Pretoria Mines Authority." Roque dismissed it, presumably fantasizing that the Boers would restore their position in Johannesburg after the peace agreement was signed.

Dream on!

Now Johannesburg is the world of the British, the world of the Chinese, and even the world of the Zulu miners, but not the world of the Boers.

Johannesburg, there is no room for even the Boers to survive.

"Hehe, someone went to De Beers Unified Mining Company, but was arrested by the security guards of De Beers Unified Mining Company, and no one went to report the crime?" Owen smiled happily, if someone really had to report the crime, it would be a problem for Roque.

"Not really." Roque told the truth, it seems that the security guards of the De Beers Unified Mining Company are quite sharp.

That's for sure, the security guards of De Beers Unified Mining Company are actually Rhodesia police, and Roque just worked with Rhodesia police some time ago.

In Roque's opinion, the Rhodesian police are doing not bad.

The two were chatting when suddenly a scream came from the corner, followed by a vicious laugh.

The café manager walked over with a blushing face.

Roque sighed, and sure enough, trouble was still coming.

It's a very vulgar scene, a few Boer merchants drank a little too much, and when the café waitress came to deliver the wine, there was a guy who owed his hand, so he touched the waiter's buttocks.

Don't ask why you can drink alcohol in cafes, people could smoke when they flew in the 70s, and it was not uncommon for cafes in 1901 to sell alcohol.

Now everyone in Johannesburg knows that Russell's Cafe is the property of Police Deputy Chief Joe Russell, so no one dares to make trouble at Russell's Cafe.

The Boer merchants, who had just returned to Johannesburg, didn't know, so they were going to be out of luck.

There are also K2s in the café, and when the café manager passes, a few strong K2s follow with a grin.

Then a few Boer merchants who didn't know whether they were alive or dead were set up, and a guy who was drunk and dazed still wanted to do it, and was smashed by a K2 with a left green dragon and a right white tiger who didn't know life and death, so the world was clean.

It wasn't clean, and when a K2 passed by Roque's table with a Boer merchant on his shoulder, the Boer merchant saw Roque's uniform and grabbed Roque's table.

"Help, officer, they're beating—" The Boer merchant wailed, miserable.

"Nima, let go, I said you let me go-" K2 also wailed, terrified.

The merchant's hand grabbed the table a little harder, and K2 couldn't break it off with all his might, so he slammed it down with his fist.

Click-

The sound of a tooth-barren, the merchant's arm immediately bent into an eerie angle.

The merchant stopped howling this time, looking at his arm in horror, his mouth was full of sound, and he had lost the ability to speak.

"I'm sorry, Sir Locke, I'm so sorry—" The café manager was busy apologizing, scrambling to wipe the table.

"Send it to the hospital to give people a good look, and you will be very gentle next time." Roque is not angry, this K2 is good, go back to the Oak Bar.

"Alright, Sir Locke, we'll take him to the Purple Town Hospital right away." The café manager is very discerning, and the fat water does not flow into the field of outsiders, and Roque and Joe Russell, a police chief, and a deputy police commissioner, must take care of each other's business.

After the hiccup, the café was quiet again, and Roque and Owen lost their interest, and everyone went back to their homes.

Back at the police station, several Boers were taking notes in the lobby on the first floor.

"—We were illegally imprisoned, held overnight, and then thrown onto a train bound for Lorenzo Marques, which was carrying cattle, and I was almost trampled to death by the oxen—" said a Boer man with a blue nose and a swollen face.

"To the point—" The British staff in charge of the transcript was very unhappy.

"Matilda Gold Mine, Matilda Gold Mine illegally imprisons us—" The Boer merchant finally got to the point.

If it weren't for hearing the words "Matilda", Roque would have gone straight upstairs, and now there was no hurry, Roque stopped at the top of the stairs.

When the British-American clerk in charge of the transcript heard the words "Matilda", he closed the notebook with a cold face.

"They've robbed me of my gold mines, they're in captivity, go get them, get them all—" The Boer merchant had not yet figured out the situation.

"Do you think it's still the time of the Transvaal Republic?" The English in-house who called Gary couldn't cry or laugh.

Scratch?

How to catch?

The owner of the Matilda gold mine, the big boss of the Johannesburg Police Department.

In fact, what Gary wants to say is: if you don't want to live, go out and find a crooked neck tree, don't bother others!

The Boer businessman obviously didn't know who the owner of the Matilda gold mine was, nor did he know what the mayor's last name was, so his expression was a little confused for a while.

Gary didn't talk nonsense, picked up the phone on the table and called the duty room: "Lala, the hall needs a few strong men." ”

Lara is a Sheriff of Zulu descent, and his squad specializes in all kinds of dirty work.

The Boer merchant's expression changed, presumably hoping that Gary would call someone to follow him to the Matilda gold mine, but Gary's expression did not look like it.

Soon, Lala ran over with a few of his men, picked up the hapless Boer merchant and left.

To say that this kind of thing is still Lala's subordinates have experience, and they didn't forget to gag their mouths when they set people up.

A small storm quickly disappeared into invisibility, Roque did not care about the fate of the unlucky businessman, he should not have a chance to see him again in the future, and back in the office, Roque called Joe Russell over.

"There have been a lot of Boers in Johannesburg lately?" Roque didn't know much about the actual situation, he was the police chief with a busy job, and Joe Russell was in charge of the specific work of the police department.

"Yes, the war is not over yet, those bitches will come back to find cheap, some of them lived in Johannesburg before the war, and some of them have nothing to do with Johannesburg at all, they want to take this opportunity to come and see if they can buy gold mining farms." Joe Russell scoffed at the fact that these Boers were clever and that someone was quicker than them.

If before the outbreak of the war, the Boers still had a slight presence in the mining sector, now that the British have monopolized the gold mines in Johannesburg, there is no longer a chance for the Boers.

In fact, it was not the British government that profited the most from the war, but the inconspicuous De Beers Unified Mining Company, which acquired a wave of gold mines before the outbreak of the war, and after the war, at least one-third of the gold mines in the Johannesburg area already belonged to the De Beers Unified Mining Company.

In the gold mine auction held by the Pretoria Mining Bureau last year, the nobles from the British mainland also joined the competition for the gold mines, and now, the gold mines in Johannesburg have been carved up, in addition to the De Beers Unified Mining Company and the British nobles, there are also Roque and Henry, Joe Russell and other local officials waiting to pick up the bargain, no matter how the turn, it is not the turn of the Boers.

"If this cannot continue, notices will be posted at all intersections in Johannesburg, and all Boers entering Johannesburg must register with the Johannesburg Police within three days to obtain a temporary identity certificate, and then in the city of Johannesburg, if there is no temporary identity certificate, then they will be treated as war spies." Roque could not let this situation go, and if the Boers found out that they would get nothing, they might be reluctant to cause a riot, and Roque had to take precautions.

"Well, I'm afraid those Boers won't be obedient." Joe Russell grimaced.

As for identification, the Cape colonial government used to do it, but it was all issued to people of color.

The Boers were white, and in the past, whether in the Transvaal or in the Cape, whites did not need identification.

"They won't be obedient, so you have to find a way to make them obedient." Roque will definitely not compromise, now is a good opportunity to break the halo on white people, and it is even more impossible to miss this opportunity and want to make similar regulations against white people in the future.

Yes, Roque can't improve the social status of the Chinese now, but Roque can suppress the social status of some whites to the same level as the Chinese, so that if he wants to improve the social status of the Chinese in the future, there will be much more room for manoeuvre.