A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 37 is a good idea

Kieran was staring at the construction progress of the hotel. He had been staying in the town for the past few days and did not return to the camp.

To be honest, he likes his life now. No one is chasing him and calling him a boy from the Odrisk Gang, and these people who work still respect him very much.

After all, he was now the one paying them wages for Arthur.

Blake, the owner of the hotel was standing beside Kieran at this moment, looking at the refurbished room on the second floor in front of him. In fact, he still hasn't figured out whether what he did is right, but he understands one thing, that It means that he has already boarded Arthur's thief ship.

On the good side, no one is collecting protection money from him now, and he will soon have an extra income. On the bad side, he seems to have changed from a boss to a wage earner. He handed it to Kieran A cigarette and said:
"Looking at it, it's almost finished here, but where is our boss? Do you know where he went?"

Kieran took the cigarette, lit it for Blake and himself and said:

"Mr. Morgan should come later. After all, it should be completed today, and the next arrangements have to wait for him. Mr. Black, have you eaten?"

"Not yet, and you haven't eaten either? Come on, let's go to the bar for something to eat later. I just passed by and saw that today's menu is pork, baked beans and pickled eggs."

Kieran readily agreed to the proposal, and was so happy that he couldn't eat Pearson's stew for a few days after leaving the camp.

To be honest, he didn't even know what kind of meat Pearson stewed. It tasted like dog shit. Forgive him for describing it this way. Anyway, he was very happy to be able to eat something other than this stuff.

So after instructing the builders to move the furniture carefully, the two came to the bar Blake mentioned and sat down in front of the bar.

When Arthur arrived at the Saints Hotel, he didn't find Blake and Kieran. It wasn't until he asked the workers that he found out that they had gone to the bar to eat. After taking a look at the scene, he went over there.

"Ah, you guys here, pork and baked beans? It looks good, give me some too."

"Mr. Morgan, how about lunch."

"Mr. Morgan."

Arthur sat down between the two of them, and Kieran took a seat to the right.Taking off his cowboy hat, Arthur asked the two about the progress of the project and whether it could be completed on time today. After receiving affirmative answers from the two, Arthur said:

"Blake, do you know where the town's liquor supply comes from?"

"Only some of the good wine is transported from other places via railways, and a large part of the rest is private wine brewed by some local farms. What, are you also interested in this? If you only plan to supply it to gamblers, I suggest You can just use my previous relationship to find a bootlegger to cooperate with. This industry is quite deep, so it’s best not to mess with him easily."

Blake was worried about what Arthur thought about the moonshining industry, so he talked a lot. In fact, Arthur just asked casually. According to his plan, in addition to choosing the best drinks provided by the hotel, the clinic He also plans to provide unlimited free cheap drinks in the casino behind him. After all, besides bad gamblers making casinos love them, bad gamblers who drink too much are even better.

So Arthur just nodded to express his understanding of what Black said. Then he remembered something, took out a contract from his satchel and handed it to Black, saying:

"This is what I mentioned to you before. I asked a lawyer to draw up a contract. You should take a good look at it. If there is no problem, sign it. On the surface, I will become a partner of your hotel. As for the share of the game, I will give you the share as we agreed.”

Blake took the contract and wrote his name on the signature spot without looking carefully. He knew very well that this contract was just a formality. He had already boarded the pirate ship. It was best not to think about many things. There are too many, as long as you can make a little money safely, that's enough.

"Please take a closer look. I didn't point a gun at you and sign. There's no need to sign so quickly." Although he said that, Arthur was still very happy to see Black being so sensible.

Arthur would not treat such a sensible partner badly.

After putting the contract away, he glanced at Kieran, who was still eating without saying a word, gave him a decisive slap on the head and asked:
"Did you see Strauss in town today?"

"Ahem, Mr. Morgan? Don't keep patting your head. I met Mr. Strauss at the hotel this morning. I heard he said he was going to a nearby farm to collect debts. His name is Tang..."

Kieran thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't remember what to call it. Blake on the side took over and said: "Thomas Downs is a pastor. I remember that he also has a ranch, but I didn't expect that a good gentleman like him could also Will he borrow money from usury? But I heard that he is ill, very ill, so it is not surprising. "

Arthur frowned. He really didn't like lending money to ordinary people, because most of these people were forced by life or encountered difficulties for a while, and were struggling on the edge of the cliff. But being completely thrown into the abyss by loan sharks, he asked Black:

"Do you know this man named Downs?"

"Well, I'm quite familiar with him. I've also met his wife and children. He's a bad guy, and he's a pastor. Didn't you see that my hotel is called the Saint's Hotel? Oh, forgive me, it's our hotel Now."

Blake didn't say anything more, but raised his glass and drank with Arthur. He blew lightly on the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Regarding Strauss, Arthur decided to take a look at it later.

Soon, the pork and baked beans that Arthur ordered came. The pork was roasted very well and tasted very good. After only two bites, Arthur put it down.

This kind of uncastrated pork tastes really disgusting. It is only seasoned with simple salt. I ate a few mouthfuls of beans, and even the beans were stained with the smell of pig. Arthur is basically not satisfied with eating this piece of meat. It's already desperate.

Looking at Kieran who was eating happily next to him, Arthur felt that eating might be the biggest change in him after being affected by the memory.

Arthur had not been struggling with food for long when Trelawney walked in from outside the tavern. He came straight to Arthur and the person who came with him was a familiar face. It was the man who had defeated Arthur so hard before. There was an old man with a handful, and there was a girl following behind the old man.

Arthur greeted Trelawney and then looked at the father and daughter who came with him. Trelawney introduced him before Arthur could ask:

"Gentlemen, this is Frank Rosenthal, and her daughter, this is Arthur Morgan, who has a job for you that I told you about."

Noticing that Josiah said 'you', Arthur took another look at the girl. She wasn't very pretty, but she looked a lot like his father.

Trelawney, like all good brokers, did not say much after introducing both parties, except to say a word now and then to make the conversation easier.

Arthur didn't ask too much. He had already seen the level of the old man Frank. As for his daughter, Arthur believed that she would not be too bad. After a brief exchange, after confirming his intention, he asked Kieran to take the two. People went to the hotel to rest first.

"Now that the venue is in place and there are skilled dealers, is it time to open your business?"

Trelawney raised his glass and asked. To be honest, he was quite optimistic about Arthur's business this time, and he had a hunch that Arthur would make a lot of money from this, because not only were there many wealthy people in the town, There are many people, and since Valentine is a small town whose business is livestock auctions, there are not many businessmen passing by.

"Well, the trial opening is about to begin. When the time comes, remember to bring me some rich friends you know."

Of course, Arthur did not forget to give Trelawney his due benefits. He continued to speak:
"Every friend you bring, no matter how much they lose, I will give you a commission of that amount."

Arthur stretched out his hand and lightly drew on Trelawney's palm. Feeling the number in his hand, Trelawney smiled happily. He sighed in his heart at Arthur's generosity and at the same time praised the idea of ​​giving himself a commission. of excellence.

He believes that he will not be the only one to enjoy this treatment. As for whether other people will have a higher proportion, then it should depend on their own abilities. But he knows one thing is for sure, that is, people like him There will definitely be more and more people, which strengthens his belief that Arthur will make a lot of money.

Finally, he thought for a while before speaking:

"So, when are you going to tell Dutch about this? I followed your request and didn't tell them, but you know, after your business opens, Dutch and the others will still know about it."

Arthur just patted Trelawney on the shoulder and said softly:

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own plan."

(End of this chapter)