A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 41 The day of trial opening
I don’t know if it was Arthur’s misunderstanding, but walking on the streets of Valentine Town at noon today, I felt that there were a lot less people.

While passing by the bar.

Arthur did not forget to take a look inside. Not only was the store empty, it could also be said to be deserted.

It seems that offering free booze actually works well.

With an indescribable beautiful mood, Arthur came to the door of the clinic.

The clinic, which had also undergone renovation at this time, still looked as ordinary as before from the front. There was only old Nellie, the clinic owner, standing at the front desk looking at the store.

"Mr. Morgan, how about lunch."

Arthur nodded towards old Nellie. Unlike before, Arthur saw a shotgun next to Nellie's hand at a glance.

That's right. Living in such an environment, as a doctor, you have to use a gun to treat patients.

No problem.

Continue walking towards the back.

As soon as he opened the door, the scene in front of Arthur was completely different from the previous one. It was a lively scene.

Business is booming, and it’s all about people.

There are four Texas poker tables in the room, and others include blackjack, size comparison, dice rolling, etc. It can be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Looking at the crowd of gamblers in front of them, one can't help but sigh at the charm of gambling.

There have been many opinions about gambling throughout the ages.

Arthur remembered that someone said that gambling is a probability event, claiming to believe in mathematics and formulas, winning or losing is [-]-[-], and encouraging people to have the courage to try?But in Arthur's opinion, this is all bullshit.

The real key lies in the game between capital and mentality.

For casinos.

I'm richer than you, and you have a gambler's mentality. As long as you don't stop, you will always lose to the casino, and most gamblers will only gamble bigger and bigger. Don't believe it, gambling starts. It's hard to stop.

If you lose, you want to get your money back; if you win, you feel lucky.

Even if you have a moment of good luck and win in the end, as long as you don't obediently take the chips and exchange them for cash, the chips are just chips.

Losing a big one is enough for the casino to make money.

So Arthur himself never bets.

"Mr. Morgan, you are here."

Kieran, who has sharp eyes, has already seen Arthur.

To be honest, he is extremely busy today, because he is in charge here now, and the people who work here are arranged and hired by Kieran himself.

Arthur left these tasks entirely in his hands.

Although these ordinary dealers and service staff have undergone rapid training, they are still making mistakes today. Kieran can only keep fixing the leaks on his own.
To say the reason, I still have to blame Arthur for his good idea.

Unlimited alcohol is provided on the premises.

This leads to a particularly large number of guests, and when there are too many people, it will be busy.

Kieran not only has to deal with some people who have already lost money but still want to drink for free, but also those who drink too much and lose in a hurry... In short, he has to deal with all kinds of troublesome situations that Kieran never expected before. response.

At this time, Kieran found Arthur and was thinking about how to speak. He was still worried that he was not qualified for the job. He said to Arthur:

"I think I might need some help..."

Hey, Arthur has been standing here for a while, and he doesn't think Kieran needs his help.

In his opinion, although there was some confusion, overall the entire small casino was still running in an orderly manner, and Kieran handled every problem in a timely and accurate manner.

Overall it's satisfactory.

Therefore, Arthur did not intend to intervene. After a few words of encouragement, Arthur smiled and said: "Listen, Kieran, the only help I can give you is to wish you good luck?"

It's really not that he is a hands-off shopkeeper, because Arthur is actually not worried about Kieran's ability at all.

After spending this time together, Arthur has long understood.

Kieran is actually a person who sees people and things very clearly. He needs nothing but a little opportunity and courage.

"Mr. Morgan...you know that I have almost been beaten by at least five people since we opened today, right?"

Arthur pretended to look Kieran up and down and said:

"I don't think you're doing well? I remember saying not to let people bring weapons in, so now you are the only man with a gun in the room? Don't be afraid. How did you say that? God created humans, and then what?”

Kieran heard Arthur say this, and he reluctantly continued:

"Colt makes everyone equal... huh?"

Just finished speaking.

Arthur happily gave him a big slap on the head, then smiled and waved his hand, and left through the back door.

Kieran had no time to be confused. Since Arthur decided to be the shopkeeper, he could only continue to work hard and get back into the work of checking for deficiencies and filling in the gaps.

As soon as he went out, Arthur noticed the strong man of Indian descent standing outside the back door.

This man has a donkey face and a thick chin. Obviously this is the 'security guard' Kieran found for the casino. At this time, he has an old shotgun with the barrel sawed off and is inspecting it carefully. for each guest who is about to enter.

There were also a few gamblers who had drunk too much and had no money sitting by the wall.

In fact, in Arthur's opinion, there was no need to carry a gun, because the Sheriff's Office was right next to him, so there was no need to be so serious, but there was nothing wrong with being careful.

Overall, Arthur was very satisfied after the inspection.

Arthur, who circled around again, finally came to the hotel.

After going upstairs.

The entire second floor of the hotel looks exactly the same as before from the outside.

But the inside has been opened up and turned into a luxuriously decorated suite.

If Arthur had to make a few comments, he felt that the current appearance was comparable to the private rooms in Cornwall. After all, Arthur had spent a lot of money on the decoration here.

I dare not say that according to the standard of "heaven and earth", at least it is a "rich world".

The Black man was on the first floor and did not come up with Arthur. He said that he had to keep an eye on things downstairs. He also told Arthur that the people playing cards upstairs were brought by Trelawny and were from the town. The real rich people in the neighborhood.

Can't you take a look at this?
After Arthur arrived on the second floor, he didn't go in directly. He just took a look through the wall.

What?Oh, I almost forgot to mention that in the room next to this suite, a peephole was left in advance, so Arthur could see what was going on in the private room just by being next door.

There will be people watching here to prevent accidents.

In the suite, Frank Sr. and her daughter were working inside. To be honest, their clothes today were completely different from when they met that day.

Old Frank looked like a gentleman, he looked like he had re-cut his hair, trimmed his beard, and put on a gold-framed single-sided mirror. Meet the old gangster image associated with it.

And old Frank's daughter is wearing an oriental cheongsam, regardless of her face, her curves are really nice.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

Before Arthur could see for long, Strauss opened the door and came in from the outside. The first thing Arthur noticed was that his face was once again filled with the kind of weird smile he had after he went out to lend money. , Arthur smiled and asked:
"So, how much money did we make that makes you so happy?"

Strauss was obviously very happy, and for the first time, he half-jokingly said to Arthur:
"Mr. Morgan, all I can tell you now is that this is a huge amount. It is more than any bank we have ever robbed before."

Good guy, Arthur must take this seriously.

I really feel that opening a casino is more profitable than robbing a bank.

(End of this chapter)