Roque's purpose in approaching Marcos Lloyd was simple, hoping that when the Royal Canadian Mission's convoy was delivering supplies to Pretoria, he would be able to help Roque carry something.

This kind of request is normal, piggybacking on the matter, not even making a mistake, Marcos Lloyd agreed, so Roque got the schedule of the Royal Canadian Mission.

On 26 February, a Royal Canadian Corps transport team was attacked by guerrillas while transporting supplies to Pretoria, and four soldiers were slightly wounded, one broke his foot during the counterattack, and three fell off his horse and was injured while counterattacking.

By law, all Boer farmers within 10 miles of the attack were still in camps.

Three days later, Roxchshran went to City Hall to find Owen.

"Locke, do you know something?" Owen was clever enough to connect all the clues and immediately identify Roque as the suspect.

"What?" Roque was surprised.

Owen looked closely, but didn't notice anything unusual from Roque's expression.

"Hmph, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me-" Owen was unwilling, but there was no evidence.

Roque stopped talking, but he didn't admit it either, laughing and not saying a word.

"Tell me, how did you do it, the transport team confirmed that the guerrillas rode very well, they rode very good horses, they were also well equipped and well prepared, and the convoy was hindered by traps when they were pursuing, which proves that the purpose of the guerrillas is not at all for the supplies transported by the convoy, otherwise the guerrillas will not set traps in front of their own positions, but will lay traps on the path of the convoys." Owen was quite sure that the purpose of the guerrillas was not for the convoy or for the supplies that the convoy transported, so what was the purpose of the guerrillas?

Moreover, after Louis Botha left for the Cape, the Transvaal had not been active for a long time, and the guerrillas had appeared out of thin air, carried out an unsuccessful attack, and then disappeared without a trace.

Generally speaking, the marksmanship of the guerrillas is actually good, and even if the attack is unsuccessful, it can cause a certain degree of casualties to the transport team.

This guerrilla force is different, they seem to be very merciful, and when they attack with Martini Henry's rifles, which are already very advanced for the guerrillas, but their marksmanship does not seem to match their equipment, and the first time the attack took place, the guerrillas did not hit any of the regular soldiers, which is very unconscionable.

After the attack, the transport of the Royal Canadian Regiment tried to organize a counterattack, at this time, the guerrillas' marksmanship finally became accurate, they only hit the horses, not people, causing three soldiers to fall off their horses and be injured, successfully stopping the pursuit of the convoy.

"The analysis is good, you should go to the expeditionary force headquarters to find an official and a half-job." Roque does not pick up the stubble, the so-called words are unfounded, seeing is believing, as long as he is not arrested at the scene, Roque has no fear.

"Hmph, so the purpose of your visit, is it for Krugel Farm?" Owen presets his position and then works backwards, and the more he thinks about it, the more suspicious Roque becomes.

"No, not just for the Kryugel farm, I want to buy all the farms within ten miles of where the attack happened." Roque has a big appetite, and in addition to farms, there are also unowned wastelands, forests, pastures, and mountains and hills between Johannesburg and Pretoria, and Roque wants to buy all these lands.

No, if you don't be merciful, Roque doesn't want to make a big deal out of it, as long as it achieves its goal.

That guerrilla force was actually the escort of the Rock Gold Mine, and with the equipment and training level of the escort team, it was completely possible to completely annihilate the Royal Canadian Regiment.

But in that case, the Royal Canadian Regiment would inevitably pursue the attack to the end, which would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, and Roque did not want to do that.

Now this is the best, the Royal Canadian Regiment did not suffer real losses, but had the credit for repelling the guerrilla attacks.

Roque also got what he wanted, except for the hapless farmer, there was a harvest in every way, why not!

"I knew—" Owen looked disgusted, but still gave Roque a procedure.

"What do you know?" Henry Alsop just passed by.

"I know you're a bastard!" Owen was snarky.

"What are you doing?" Henry Alsop didn't care.

"It's none of your business—" Owen "Boom, Boom, Boom" stamped a large stack of papers, then put them away and handed them to Roque.

"Thanks—" Roque thanked Owen and quickly left, not glancing at Henry Alsop from beginning to end.

"Transfer of Farm Agreements – Interesting, how much is an acre of farms around Johannesburg now?" Henry Alsop thought.

"You want to buy it? Five shillings for an acre. Owen got up to leave.

"Don't go, let's talk, wasn't it a shilling for an acre before?" Henry Alsop was curious about the farms around Johannesburg.

It must be curious, most of the gold mines around Johannesburg were found from farms, and God knows if there are any undiscovered gold mines around Johannesburg, even if there are no gold mines, just like Roque used to do, it is very cost-effective to buy 50,000 acres of farms for 2,000 pounds.

"I'm off work, if you're going to buy it, hurry up to-" Owen doesn't talk nonsense, a shilling an acre was the price before, and now the price is five shillings an acre, love to buy it or not, and when the war is over, the price will rise further.

By the way, Roque bought nearly 300,000 acres of farms around Johannesburg from the town hall in the past few days, for which Roque paid almost 120,000 pounds.

The 120,000 pounds were all paid in the form of gold, and according to the official exchange rate stipulated by the British government, Roque paid nearly 900 kilograms of gold to Johannesburg City Hall.

The gold helped alleviate the funding shortfall for Johannesburg City Hall, which was able to begin the transformation of Johannesburg's main town.

Baron Philip had ambitions to transform Johannesburg into a modern metropolis like London.

The new Johannesburg, with the city hall and the police station on Government Street as the central axis to extend to the railway station, a total length of about 6.5 miles, along the way will build two squares and four parks, now the shantytowns on both sides of the government street will be demolished, in the future, the buildings on both sides of the government street, must first apply to the city hall, after the city hall review, to determine that it will not affect the overall image of the city, to be eligible to start construction.

After the reconstruction of Johannesburg, it is strictly forbidden to build any buildings privately without application, and in the future, those Zulus and Boers will no longer be able to settle down by building a shack on the outskirts of Johannesburg, and the city government will build a unified residential area and sell it to those immigrants who settle in Johannesburg, which means that in the future, Johannesburg will strictly control the incoming population, and if you want to settle in Johannesburg, you must have certain qualifications, the city of Johannesburg, Those who are not eligible to remain in Johannesburg will be voluntarily evicted.

Sounds a bit cruel, doesn't it?

But in Johannesburg it has to be!

Everyone knows that there are gold mines around Johannesburg, and there are not too many gold diggers wandering around Johannesburg, these gold diggers are nominally adventurers, but in fact they are poor and homeless people, they are not engaged in agricultural production, and they do not go to the mines to find a job honestly, and they dream of getting rich overnight all day long, and once their lives are unsustainable, they will take risks, which is a serious security hazard.

The point is, these gold diggers don't pay taxes, which is the root cause of Johannesburg City Hall cleaning them up.

On 15 March, Alfred Milner returned to Pretoria from London.

Special treatment in special times, Roque did not need to go to London, and accepted the canonization of Alfred Milner in place of king at the Palace of Justice, officially becoming "Sir Locke".

After the ceremony, Roque and Henry returned to the Pretoria Police Station, only to learn that Henry had requested the Transvaal instead of the traditional British Isles.

"What's so good about a fief in the native land? I, the baron, if I were in my homeland, my fief would be a small town at most, and how good it is in the Transvaal, do you know how big my fief is? In Falvat, the whole of Mont Louis is within my fiefdom, so I am now Lord Falvat. "Henry is triumphant, his fief covers an area of more than 1,500 square kilometers, which is not as large as the fief of Henry, a baron, if it is in England.

Of course, it is just an ordinary duke, the Duke of Sutherland, who owns the most land under his name, has 1.3 million acres of land under his name, which is converted into a metric system, about 5,260 square kilometers.

So there's really nothing to be proud of when it comes to this achievement.

"Favart, is there anyone in that place of the hell?" Roque didn't know where Favart was, but he thought that if Favart was prosperous, then it wouldn't be Henry's turn.

"Haven't you always wanted to settle Chinese on the farm? Place the Chinese in Favart, and I will grant you—" It turned out that Henry had the idea.

"No, I've bought quite a few farms around Johannesburg, just settle the Chinese around Johannesburg, and maybe find a gold mine—" Roque didn't need Henry's permission—

Enzhun?

You're inflated, boy!

"No, Sir Locke, please, how many of them will go to the Favart settlement—" Henry's face immediately changed, and he didn't exist for a moment or something.

Favarte is actually not bad, there is the future Marakol National Park in South Africa, which can be used as a national park, at least the natural conditions should be very good.

"Isn't it great to have a fief?" Roque really couldn't get used to Henry's face.

"Don't worry, when the war is really over, there will definitely be another large-scale knighthood, and then your chance will come." Henry didn't laugh at Roque this time.

There is indeed a chance next time, although Roque, a baron, is not a nobleman, but at least he has joined the ranks of "quasi-nobles", and when he is knighted next time, Roque will indeed have a great chance in this situation.