In fact, people in the south have become much poorer during this period.

First of all, the destruction of the war, the British burned many port cities and cotton fields close to the coast.

Originally, during the war, due to the lack of orders for cotton from Britain, the economic situation in the south was estimated to be not very good, and the damage of the war naturally made it even worse. Of course, there was no good news. For example, although the British orders were gone, the market demand in Europe was still there. The cotton cloth in the European market basically rose, and it was said that the British set fire to all the cotton fields in the United States (of course, this is an exaggeration), which caused market tension, and as a result, the price of cotton rebounded to a certain extent after a sharp drop.

But to be honest, the rebound in cotton prices is far from enough to make up for the losses of the war. And what's so bad is that Martin and James are located in the area near the sea. The British also set a fire here. Most of the city burned out, but fortunately, the people ran away. A lot of cotton in the field was burned. As for the stock of cotton, they were burned out by the British. So when the price of cotton rebounded, they did not get any benefits. In fact, when the price of cotton rebounded, the guys closer to the inland and the French in Louisiana took advantage of it - if they did not sell all the cotton before the price of cotton rebounded.

Considering the consumption of rebuilding the home, everyone really has no money at this moment. Even if they have money, many of them have been lent to other friends.

So when Martin said he had no money, everyone sighed together.

"I can't live this day! I used to drink French wine, but now I can only drink local beer." Another person sighed.

"The price of everything has increased, only guns and ammunition are cheaper than before," someone complained.

On the North American continent, both Mexico and Canada, the war has ended. So the once very intimidated guns and ammunition are now over and over and are being sold at a discount. Although these things can be sold at a good price if they are loaded on board and shipped to Europe, they may also be sold at a good price. However, considering the back and forth freight, the business may not be very good. Of course, this is not the main reason. The main reason is that France does not want to see such a large number of second-hand weapons appearing in Europe, squeezing the market belonging to the French.

So now in Georgia, everything is expensive, but guns and ammunition are not worth it. Even if everyone is poor now, when shooting targets, they don’t need to consider wasting bullets than before. Many times, out of boredom, people will fire a few shots in the sky, which sounds nice, but this thing is cheap anyway.

Of course, economic difficulties, coupled with guns and ammunition everywhere, and the prices are particularly cheap, a natural consequence occurs, that is, chaos in public security.

The difficult life and the chaotic public security have annoyed everyone.

"What's even more fatal is that I have to raise a large group of black slaves! To be honest, I really envy the French people who run factories in the west. Look how straightforward they are. When there is something to do in the factory, open the door and pull a group of new immigrants in to do it. Once there is no work to do it, turn off the machine and drive all the workers out without leaving any idle people. But we who raise slaves are really suffering. Now the cotton fields are burned, and the ground does not need any work to do, but we still have to raise them. This is really..." Someone complained.

So, free workers are much better than black slaves.

Because of this, no one can afford to support Martin.

"If you want to say, no one here has a good life." Someone complained.

"Not all, Boss Dyson's life is good. His Louisiana wines have helped him make a lot of money." Someone shouted.

Everyone burst into laughter, because the Louisiana beer of the boss Dyson at the shooting range was originally a failed business of the boss Dyson. He lost money in a French business partner and mortgaged a batch of Louisiana wine to Dyson.

Although Louisiana also belongs to France, some French people also brought grapes here and started making wines. However, the quality of these wines is incomparable to Bordeaux wines, but even with Italian and Austrian wines. Therefore, the main purpose of Louisiana wine is to sell it to some low-end taverns and then put it in and pretend to be Italian wines. And I don’t know how to pretend directly, so I can only mix it in it.

So although Louisiana wine is also wine, the price is actually about the same as beer. It is basically something that cannot be sold. And the friend of Dyson's boss quickly went bankrupt and didn't know where to go.

Compared to the money Dyson lent to that friend, these Louisiana wines were really not worth it. So the boss Dyson obviously lost money at that time. But unexpectedly, the war suddenly broke out, and after the war broke out, the demand for alcohol increased greatly, but the supply of alcohol was a problem.

There were many fewer ships to Europe, and most of the goods were directly related to the war. The amount of wine imported from Europe dropped significantly. The result was that no one was drinking it at all, and was looked down upon by people. It was thought that Louisiana wine was only worthy of housework slaves, but suddenly became valuable. The price was rising. With this batch of wine, when everyone was poor, Boss Dyson made a deal.

"Boss Dyson, you've made a fortune now. Why don't you take some money to fund Martin and ask him to go to Massachusetts and kill those two bastards?" someone shouted.

"It's okay to ask me to invite him to have a drink, but it's not good to ask me to pay to support him in killing people." Boss Dyson said with a smile and shook his head.

"Come on, Boss Dyson, isn't it just killing someone? Who hasn't killed anyone here? Besides, those two guys can be considered human beings?" someone said loudly.

"Or else, Martin's marksmanship has always been good, but Dyson's yours is also good. You might as well bet a game, the old rules, three hundred feet, chest targets, ten shots. If Martin wins, you lose one hundred dollars to him, the money should be enough for him to go to Massachusetts. If you win, well, in the next month, Martin will come to you to work for you every day."

The bet doesn't seem reasonable, because the waiter's salary is definitely not as high as a hundred dollars. But considering that removing the country's traitors is not a private matter, it is not unacceptable, but the boss Dyson still put forward a revision.

"If you shoot ten shots, then I might as well pay for it." said the boss Dyson. "Martin is a good gunman, and his shooting skills are obviously better than mine. If you have to bet, then bet on one shot. In addition, this is not a private matter for Martin, so if Martin loses, then forget it. If he wins, everyone present will come to me to help me for a day. How about it?"

Betting on one shot is much more accidental than betting on ten shots, because no one has the chance to adjust. In this way, when the technology is not much different, luck accounts for a very large proportion. This is a little more chance of winning than boss Dyson, who is obviously a little worse in the shooting skills. Just like in later generations, in order to increase the chance of the table tennis game, twenty-one points per game was changed to eleven points per game. However, when the change was made, the final result showed that the technology was not good, and just doing these evil ways was really limited in use.

Since Boss Dyson’s proposal was basically reasonable, everyone agreed. So Boss Dyson asked someone to get the rifle - they are all good French goods, and they are not worth much now anyway.

The two of them came to the shooting range, and everyone followed, and the others who were originally shooting also stopped and came to watch the gambling battle.

Dyson asked someone to set up a target three hundred feet in front. Then he said to Martin: "Why don't you fight first?"

The shooting range is open-air, so there are relatively more interference factors, so the first shot is even harder to be shot. However, Martin did not object. He picked up the rifle, loaded a bullet into it, then raised the gun, glanced for a while and fired the gun.

"Nine Rings!" The target teller shouted out his grades loudly. At this distance, using a gun that he did not often use, and shooting nine rings with one shot. Such a grade can be said to be very good.

Even Martin himself was very satisfied with the shot, so he put down the gun in his hand and said to Boss Dyson: "Okay, it's your turn."

Dyson glanced at Martin and said, "You can shoot nine rings with one shot. How do you ask me to shoot this shot?" While saying that, he lifted up the reloaded rifle, aimed for a while, and then fired a shot.

"Seventh Ring Road!" The target reporters there immediately reported the shooting results.

"Actually, my shot was pretty good," Dyson put down his gun, reached out to Martin, and said, "But your shot was really good."

Since the result of winning or losing has come out, Boss Dyson is a cheerful person and went straight to his office and soon walked in with a wallet.

Boss Dyson took out two brand new one hundred dollars bills from his wallet and handed them to Martin and said, "One hundred dollars may be a little nervous, so I'll lend you another one hundred. If you're back and not used up, give me the excess. Well, are you sure you're going to Massachusetts for a vote?"

"Of course, with so many people testifying, how can I keep my word?" Martin replied.

"In this case, I will write you a letter. You know I am in business, and there are friends everywhere in North America. I have a French friend who recently worked in Boston. Wherever you go, you can go find him and he may be able to help you." Dyson said.

"Is this friend reliable?" asked Martin. What he was going to do was kill people. He didn't want to be arrested by the Massachusetts police because of some unreliable guy.

"If it's an unreliable person, I won't introduce it to you at all." Dyson said, "Well, you keep playing here, I'll write a letter there."

So Dyson returned to his office again. He stayed inside for a while, then walked out with an envelope.

He handed the envelope to Martin: "The envelope is not sealed. You can take a look at the contents inside first. If you think there is nothing wrong, then I will seal it up."

Martin took out the letter paper from the envelope and looked it over. There was nothing written on it. He just told the French friend named Pidul that Martin was his friend and came here to do something, hoping that he could provide him with some help within his ability.

"I can't write down many things directly in the letter," said boss Dyson. "But Pidul is a reliable person who can hand over his back to his good friend. After you see him, you can tell him your plans directly. He will definitely be willing to help you whenever possible."

Martin thanked Dyson. Then Dyson sealed the envelope in front of him and handed it to him. Then he raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "Friends, let's raise our glasses together, wishing Martin victory."

After everyone was having fun for a while, Martin returned home. In fact, although he was very dissatisfied with the two traitors, he was not as good as running thousands of kilometers to kill others. He just drank two glasses of wine in the club, and when everyone encouraged him, he actually agreed to do this.

But it is too late to regret this time. If you regret it in such a thing, don’t mess up locally in the future. So although he was a little nervous, he still made up his mind to make the result of this matter.

So he told his wife that he was going to go out for a long journey recently to deal with some things. Then he took a boat and headed north from the sea.

If it was Louisiana a little west, taking a train would be a good choice. The French built a north-south railway along the Mississippi River. This railway stretched from New Orleans to the area close to the Great Lakes. It is said that the French also planned to build this railway road to Quebec in the future.

However, in the United States, there is no such railway connecting the north and south, nor does it have a river connecting the north and south like the Mississippi River. Therefore, the most convenient way to go to the north is to take a sea boat.

Martin brought a rifle and a revolver on board. At this time, the United States had almost no management of gun management. It was almost normal for people traveling far away to carry guns with them, and no one could care about them at all.
Chapter completed!