mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 401 The afterglow of Sansuke is just for you

Victor Herbert had been invited by North Tarrytown Mayor John Vaughan.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin talking to him from a distance, John Vaughn couldn't help becoming nervous: "Sheriff, go and listen to what's going on?"

Knowing Zhao Chuanxin's identity, he was afraid of causing trouble.

If Zhao Chuanxin accidentally beat the composer Victor Colbert to death, North Tarrytown would be the headline in tomorrow's New York Times.

George Maher wondered: "Why don't you go there yourself?"

"You can go if you are told." John Vaughan said angrily.

Can he say that he dare not go?
At any rate, you guys have a little friendship, although it is a friendship that was unilaterally abused during the laning.

Georg Maher walked over and overheard a few words.

"Ethan, if you don't go to Broadway, you will really bury your talent."

"Don't tell me these things. I only care about national affairs and the suffering of the common people."

"Um, are you in politics?"

"No, but I am humble and dare not forget to worry about the country."

"..."

George Maher laughed out loud.

This old Broadway literary youth fell to pieces in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

He went back and told the mayor, who wiped the sweat from his forehead: "That's okay, okay..."

Zhao Chuanxin took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "As a master of time management, I will never allow myself to miss the beauty sleep. Goodbye, gentlemen and ladies."

Benjamin Goldberg instinctively wanted to run away with Zhao Chuanxin, but was grabbed by Rachel Kervez's back collar: "I'm going to leave with your master soon, why don't you treat me honestly?" A night at home?"

Zhao Chuanxin squeezed out, and suddenly two little girls rushed over.

The two girls can be called the level of Zhenhua.

But he was taken aback, so he hung up his big arms and went up to destroy flowers with his hands.

With a sense of distance of "please respect yourself" everywhere, he asked: "Ladies, you are blocking my way, are you trying to steal money or sex?"

The two girls sneered and laughed: "Jie Se."

"Hehe, then I won't be sleepy. We have to find a secluded place and have a fight in the nest to decide the winner."

While it was going on, it turned out that the family of three, Rachel Kervis and Samuel Goldberg, were also going back.

Rachel Kervis called, "Ethan, why aren't you leaving yet?"

In the surprised eyes of the two girls, Zhao Chuanxin's face suddenly straightened when he heard the words, and he put his hands behind his back angrily: "Okay, girls, it's time to go home and go to bed. You can't stay up late at such a young age. It's not safe either."

Then he turned his head: "Oh, it's Rachel, these two girls have lost their direction in life, and I'm giving them directions, let's go together."

Rachel Kervis looked suspiciously at the two beautiful girls.

Benjamin Goldberg winked quietly at Master.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his finger and nodded him in private, motioning him not to speak out.

There are no disciples who know a teacher.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't mind if this family of three messes up the good news of the offline "double kill" fans.

He went to the shoe store to pick up the rice, got into the carriage and went back to the manor.

When he left, the two girls found a man: "It was about to be done, but a family came and messed things up."

His hair was gray and curly, and his face was pale. He was clearly a man, but if he didn't look carefully, he thought he was an old lady.

It was Irish Grandma Dorrance.

Grandma Dorrance reached into her pocket and pulled out 20 yuan. Each of them shared ten yuan, and said lewdly, "It didn't work out, so just stay with me tonight."

Unexpectedly, someone coughed heavily behind his back.

Grandma Dorrance frowned, and said to the two girls, "Forget it, you rush back to New York overnight, don't stay."

After the two girls left, Charles Baker walked out of the darkness: "Unfortunately, he wasn't fooled. Only when he is lying, people will relax their vigilance and will not wear any weapons."

Grandma Dorrance asked: "How do you know that Chen Yigeng's name is Ethan Zhao? He is so rich?"

Charles Baker smiled mysteriously: "Dude, don't forget my contacts. In New York, from politicians to homeless people, whether they are policemen or criminals, or private investigators, they are all my friends. At first, when I had to I was also shocked when I found out that Chen Yigeng and Ethan Zhao were the same person. But the shocking thing is far more than that. It's just other things, you don't need to know."

Grandma Dorrance said regretfully: "If you want me to say, why don't you just go up and give him a shot?"

"Believe me, the moment you draw your gun, you're dead."

"So." Grandma Dorrance took the remaining banknotes in her hand and slapped her palms: "We squatted in North Tarrytown for many days, but this plan failed. What should we do next?"

Charles Baker's eyes, under the lights of the Harvest Festival, shone with cunning and treacherous light: "I got the news that Abraham Cohen, a Jew, rented a door and was going to start a company. He invited many people on the road to play. What kind of reception is the trick of the upper class. We will do it on that day."

Grandma Dorrance frowned: "I don't quite understand, since this Ethan Zhao is so powerful and rich, why do we have to rack our brains to deal with him?"

Charles Baker shook his head: "At the beginning, I offended him to death in Sing Sing Prison. There is a kind of person. If you offend him, you must eliminate the future troubles, otherwise there will be no peace forever. Besides, if I let him disappear, believe me, grandma , I will get ten times more contacts than now. Even, those people in Washington will invite me as a guest!"

Grandma Dorrance was moved.

What is the origin of this man?
……

After returning, Zhao Chuanxin found Miao Cuihua practicing balance in the manor yard.

"Sister Hua, it's so late, go to bed quickly."

I thought I was already diligent enough, but looking at Miao Cuihua, Zhao Chuanxin knew what it meant to be diligent.

Miao Cuihua put away her movements and wiped off her sweat: "I found out that practicing at night is better than practicing in the morning, and outdoors are better than indoors. Have you seen the Altar star? Practicing with your back facing the direction of Altar is more effective than other directions. good."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin persuaded: "Sister Hua, are you in a daze? You can practice this thing whenever you have time, and the effect is the same."

"Don't believe me." Miao Cuihua was about to continue practicing, when she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, it's better to start practicing at the end of the night."

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't laugh or cry.

He came to Miao Cuihua's side, blinked, and said, "Sister Hua, look at Altar."

Miao Cuihua stopped again and looked up at the sky.

"what happened?"

She turned her head in doubt, and rubbed her lips against Zhao Chuanxin's face.

It turned out that Zhao Chuanxin took advantage of his inattention and moved his face closer: "Ah, Sister Hua, how can you do this, and play for real, I am a serious person."

Miao Cuihua laughed loudly: "Fuck you."

Zhao Chuanxin saw that she was sweating profusely, and it was impossible not to be tired.

He dragged her to sit on the steps of the flower garden, and pointed to the star Altar in the sky: "The west calls this constellation Orion, and I'll show you something magical. Look under the belt of Orion, are there a few small stars? Look to the side , and then glance at those stars out of the corner of your eye, and you will find that there are stars twinkling there."

Miao Cuihua complied: "Huh?"

When she looked up, she found that there were still those few stars.Turning his gaze, the twinkling stars appeared again.

"Why is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Didn't you think I was a fairy before? In fact, I am the star Altar, and the afterglow that I sprinkled under the three-star belt is the afterglow that I sprinkled. I prepared the beautiful scenery for you alone."

She was originally fine wine, but she dressed herself up as boiling water, just for Zhao Chuanxin to roll around alone.

There is no other woman in the world who can treat Zhao Chuanxin like this.

When Miao Cuihua heard this, her eyes flickered like the stars in the sky, and she was fascinated looking at the starry sky.

Zhao Chuanxin got up: "Haha, I'm tired and I'm going to bed."

He patted his ass and left, leaving a field of stars in the autumn garden.

The next day, after Zhao Chuanxin had breakfast, Miao Cuihua said, "Your clothes are all dry and ironed, don't forget to take them with you."

Zhao Chuanxin sighed: "Why the hell do you live like an office worker?"

Bring good things and set up a modified dining car for Mishan.

Seeing Marcus Nkrumah who was cleaning the yard, he threw the boots he got from the shoemaker yesterday to the big black guy: "For you."

"Hey..." Marcus Nkrumah just smirked and didn't even say thank you. No one has ever been so kind to him, but he just scratched his head: "Master, don't you need me to go out with you to protect you?" ?”

"No need."

Zhao Chuanxin went to Benjamin Goldberg's house.

Apprentice and apprentice fucking leaning on the door and looking forward to it.

Because Samuel Goldberg had already left for New York.

Huh?
Zhao Chuanxin was surprised, why did he think so?What does it have to do with his apprentice's father?And why do you feel that Rachel Kvis would be looking forward to her coming?
Then, he found an imperceptible joy on Rachel Kervez's face.

Zhao Chuanxin thinks this must be his own illusion.

"Ahem, Benjamin, say goodbye to your mother, we are going to the sea of ​​stars."

Little North Tarrytown, in front of Benjamin Goldberg's huge and fantasy mind, is really not worth mentioning.

He said goodbye happily and followed Master.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin left without looking back, Rachel Kervis opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

This time Mishan was pulling the carriage, and because there was no Marcus Nkrumah to hold him back, it took only three and a half hours to arrive in New York.

Zhao Chuanxin first went to the Cotton Nightclub. Sixth Smith looked at Benjamin Goldberg and murmured, "Weird things happen every year, especially this year. The Cotton Nightclub ushered in another minor."

Benjamin Goldberg was quite curious about the inside of the nightclub, stretching his neck to watch.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the head: "You are not yet old enough to think about lust. Cut the nonsense, who are you Smith?"

"six."

"Six Smith, where is the office that Abraham Cohen is looking for?"

"Boss, at 169 Grand Street, not far from the Grand Public Library."

Zhao Chuanxin roughly recalled: "It's okay, not particularly shabby."

He hurried away with his disciples.

No. 169 Grand Street, inside the store.

Abraham Cohen was chatting with Big Smith and Li Xiling.

Isaiah next to him can only listen.

Abraham Cohen said: "You have to think of a big and big name."

Big Smith said, "Just call it Smith's Diner Company."

Li Xiling sneered: "Do you think it's possible?"

Li Xiling learned of Zhao Chuanxin's identity from Situ Meitang, and was responsible for cooperating with Zhao Chuanxin's dining car gang.

Abraham Cohen said, "Never mind that. When things get right, it's time for us to divide the territory."

Big Smith hurriedly said: "Anyway, Brooklyn will definitely belong to me."

"You can't eat it. Do you know how many streets there are in Brooklyn?" Abraham Cohen said confidently: "There are 1939 streets in total!"

Even Li Xiling was shocked.

It is said that Jews are good at managing money and doing business, and it turns out to be true.

This grandson actually knows how many streets there are in Brooklyn.

Big Smith stammered: "Here, I will try my best to expand the scale, and I think it can be eaten."

"No, you can't!" Abraham Cohen was confident: "The boss already has a plan, we call it joining. You can be a regional manager, but you can't directly manage all the food trucks, because you can't do it."

Li Xiling was in a fog.

For a rough man like him, how can he understand such terms as franchise and regional manager.

Big Smith half-understood: "Isn't that no different from dividing blocks?"

Shaking his head, Abraham Cohen said: "Regional manager, this is not like a gang. What we want to do is a serious business. Only by attracting ordinary people to join us can we become bigger and stronger. Think about it, every block will have our food truck in the future, how much Great plan?"

The two were excited by what he said.

Big Smith cheered up: "Then I will be the regional manager of Brooklyn."

Li Xiling said: "I am the regional manager of Manhattan's Chinatown and the Triangle."

Suddenly, Isaiah next to him interrupted: "Mr. Cohen, can I be the regional manager?"

Abraham Cohen was taken aback.

Everyone who talks is a boss, you want to be a regional manager just like an errand runner?
He curled his lips disdainfully: "You should be an errand runner, this career is suitable for you."

Both Big Smith and Li Xiling laughed sarcastically.

Anger flashed across Isaiah's face.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin pushed the door open and entered: "What are you laughing at?"

Abraham Cohen showed joy on his face: "Boss, you are finally back. You come to name our company. It is best to list it tomorrow. I will invite colleagues from all walks of life to hold a reception the day after tomorrow..."

　Added on the 28th

　　
　
(End of this chapter)