America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 136 Mr. Hunter's Clothing Store
"Important person? That's your 'important person', not mine." Chen Jianqiu had already finished eating the burrito.

To be honest, the nachos and veggies were crunchy and the roux was delicious, just, a little spicy.

"Sorry, I have more important things to do." Chen Jianqiu wiped his hands, stood up and prepared to leave.

He has been away from the mine for more than a week, and the return journey will be faster, and it will take two or three days.

Adam and Geronimo should be almost ready.

"Five hundred! Five hundred dollars!"

The face of the richest young man in New York cannot be lowered, Astor stretched out a slap to Chen Jianqiu: "I will give you five hundred dollars as an appearance fee."

Chen Jianqiu thought for a while: "Where is the dance party tonight?"

Astor breathed a sigh of relief.

Early this morning, he went to visit the big man entrusted by his father to tell him the news of his rescue. Who knows if that man has developed a strong interest in Chen Jianqiu, so he can call to see him.

Astor agreed without thinking.

If Chen Jianqiu really doesn't go, what will happen to himself and the Astor family.

"It's very close to the original Chamber of Commerce, on the west side of the city, Mr. McCall's mansion." Astor handed him a card.

This is an invitation card with a detailed address written on it.

"I'll wait for you there tonight. Why don't you go to Mr. Hunter's clothing store to pick up a set of clothes and just charge the money to my account. I told him." Astor said Then he boarded his carriage.

He has to prepare too.

Chen Jianqiu went back to the hotel first, picked up the brush and bucket, and cleaned up the black radish. He never handed over this kind of thing to others, because he didn't want to wait for the hotel clerk to come to him with a bruised nose and a swollen face. medical bills.

After settling down the black radish, Chen Jianqiu himself had a nice bath, had his hair cut, and shaved.

Water is a scarce resource in New Mexico, and those who can take a bath must be rich.

So, the hotel owner has been desperately hinting at him that there is a special service.

But Chen Jianqiu glanced at the "Nightingales" standing in a row in the corridor of the hotel, with different heights, fat and thin, and decisively refused.

He even felt that he was flustered when these women saw his naked body.

After bathing, it's time to change clothes.

Mr. Hunter's clothing store is also not far from the Chamber of Commerce, and it is easy to identify because there is a dummy in a dress standing outside the store.

The owner of the store doesn't seem to care about the sandstorms in Santa Fe city at all. This marketing method that transcends the times has brought huge traffic to his store.

Chen Jianqiu walked into the shop.

The store has two floors. There are all kinds of clothes on the hangers on the first floor, from daily overalls to denim clothes to women's long skirts. The styles are very popular and the prices are very friendly.

The store was full of people of different skin colors, and the clerk was busy greeting them, so he didn't see Chen Jianqiu for a while.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Hunter here?" Chen Jianqiu called out from the door.

"I'm here!" A little old man with a measuring tape around his neck appeared at the stairs on the second floor and waved to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu walked over.

"Mr. Astor has already ordered that a Chinese will come to pick up the clothes, please come with me."

Mr. Hunter took Chen Jianqiu to the second floor.

The second floor is much quieter. The walls are surrounded by display cabinets, and various styles of dresses are displayed on the hangers in the cabinets, all of which look expensive.

In addition to dresses, there are also various exquisitely crafted eye masks or masks, bow ties and other accessories.

"Let me measure your size now." Mr. Hunter took off the tape measure hanging around his neck, and measured Chen Jianqiu's shoulder width and bust.

"Is it too late to measure now?" Chen Jianqiu opened his arms, letting the little old man's tape circle around his chest.

"No, no, sir, it's definitely too late to do it now, but I have a few ready-made ones here, so I can modify them a little."

The little old man took the measurement swiftly, admiring while taking the measurement: "Sir, I really don't mean to compliment you, your figure is awesome, well-proportioned and strong."

"Are the people downstairs picking out Halloween clothes?" Chen Jianqiu changed the topic.

"Oh, most of them are not. Most of the people here will choose to sew their own clothes, and some rich people will ask me to customize them. There are so many people here today, many of them are here to choose masks."

"I thought everyone would be wearing all kinds of weird costumes at the ball."

"No, no, no, it's a child's trick. Like the dance held at Mr. McCall's house tonight, it's actually just a social reception. It's just that at the end of the dance, everyone will wear masks to set it off Festive atmosphere."

After measuring the size, Mr. Hunter went into the back room and began to look for samples of finished products.

"Sir, what color do you like?" His voice came from the back room.

"Um, it's dark red."

While Chen Jianqiu answered, he began to visit Mr. Hunter's "collection".

A wooden half-mask caught his eye.

He took the mask off the shelf, held it in his hand, and looked at it from side to side.

This Indian-style mask looks a little weird, even a little hideous, like some kind of evil god.

"What do you think of this one?" Mr. Hunter came out from the back room, holding a dark red dress in his hand, and showed it to Chen Jianqiu.

"Yes." Chen Jianqiu glanced, "By the way, where did this mask come from?"

"Oh, a local Indian sold it to me, saying it was the God of Darkness, alas, I don't understand, just take it if you want." Mr. Hunter shook his head and went back into the back room.

He didn't quite understand the aesthetics of this young man, the mask was ugly and fierce, and no one cared about it for a year, so he really didn't know what it was good for.

Not long after, Chen Jianqiu's dress was changed, and Mr. Hunter put it on for him in front of the mirror, matching a bow tie and a hat.

The clothes fit very well, and the old tailor's craftsmanship is really worth mentioning. Chen Jianqiu in the mirror has an outstanding temperament.

"This is your cane." Mr. Hunter transformed a delicate oak cane out of nowhere.

How can Yankees learn from Europeans to use this shit?
"Thanks, no need." Chen Jianqiu straightened his bow tie in front of the mirror, "How do I pay the bill?"

"Mr. Astor has paid for it," said Mr. Hunter humbly.

"Including this cane?" Chen Jianqiu's eyes lit up.

"Yes, sir."

"Is it okay to change into the clothes on the first floor?"

"..."

Ten minutes later, Chen Jianqiu, who was wearing a "gentleman" suit, walked out of the clothing store, attracting the attention of all the passers-by, especially some girls.

Indeed a bit handsome.

Chen Jianqiu walked to Hei Luobo, and stuffed a set of overalls and a shirt into the saddle bag.

He looked up at the darkening sky.

It's almost time to go to the appointment.

He got on his horse and slowly swayed towards Mr. McCall's mansion.

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