The night was lifted up by the god of the night, and the stars twinkled with stars.

The main road in New Haven is lit with whale oil lamps, like bean fires.

Doug, who had just walked out of the bank, suddenly heard a voice, "Sir!"

The young shoe-shiner shouted at Doug with his back to the lamp.

"You're still here. Doug, who was carrying the suitcase, was slightly surprised, and after a moment his tone returned to calm, he asked, "Are you literate?"

"I don't know, sir!" replied the little shoe-shiner.

"Oh. Doug thought for a moment and said, "If you want to make money, come with me." ”

The little shoe-shiner looked at Doug's back in the lamplight, thinking about the rumored strange habits of the aristocratic lords, subconsciously touched his buttocks, gritted his teeth, and followed.

229 George Street, New Haven Hotel.

"Sir, you're back!" said the waiter.

The waiter's pale face has a few small freckles, the short pale blonde hair is meticulously smeared with butter combs, and the delicate suit and white gloves on his hands all set off the high-end, atmospheric and high-grade New Haven Hotel.

However, don't look at his appearance so glamorous, but his salary is not high. It is said that the big boss is very benevolent and pays a good salary, but the hateful foreman always deducts most of it.

The commission is only enough for accommodation, not even enough to change the buttons of this New Haven hotel waiter's vest.

If you don't want to eat black bread every day, if you want to live and live decently, you can't count on the little salary that is paid, and you can only focus on the guests who come and go in the trenches.

Serve customers hard, customers are happy, give a little tip, whether it is a copper cent coin or a bank-issued bank note, it is money, which can make life better.

The waiter was so attentive to Doug because he rewarded him with silver coins worth a beautiful corner every time.

There are not many such generous financiers!

Don't look like the guests who go to the New Haven Hotel are either rich or expensive, but it is as difficult to get those pot-bellied rich people to tip a penny like cutting off their flesh.

No!

Maybe it didn't take as much effort to cut their flesh.

If it weren't for the fear of losing face, those stingy guys wouldn't even be willing to give a piece of rusty beauty.

It is said that every penny in their hands is dipped in the blood of countless people.

In contrast, he is civilized, polite, and looks polite, and I heard that Doug, who is still in an important position at Yale University, has become a sweet spot in the eyes of waiters.

If it weren't for luck, the fists were hard enough, and the hands were black enough, it was really impossible to serve Doug.

The dog-like waiter in front of him, in order to serve a specific customer, no longer knew that he had stepped on the ankle bones of several fellow waiters of the Newhaven Hotel.

In the United States in 1859, jobs were not easy to find, homeless people were everywhere, and there were many unemployed vagrants.

Although the construction of the railway was in full swing, it was all imported goods from the United Kingdom, and the domestic factories were squeezed to the verge of closure.

Although the waiter feels that the salary given by the hotel is small and only barely enough to live, it is impossible to change the job.

Unemployment is terrible, as long as he doesn't work for a day, he has no savings, he has to live on the streets.

I can't save money now, but at least I work in a clean and bright place every day, instead of fighting others for the bit of food in the trash can next to the stinking gutter that has been spoiled to the point of being infested with flies. It is fortunate that people are content.

Doug patted his somewhat dirty coat and asked the waiter, "Can I take a hot shower now?"

"Yes, sir!, I'll get ready!" the waiter said three times in a heavy tone.

“…… Would you rather take a shower, or take a bath?" the waiter who had just walked a few steps out turned back and asked, his tone sounding a little remorseful.

Doug glanced at the little shoe-shiner and said very gently, "Take a shower." ”

"Yes sir. The waiter walked away again.

Despite the fact that the New Haven Hotel is already the most luxurious hotel in the New Haven area, it is still impossible to provide hot water 24 hours a day.

Doug said that if he wanted to shower lightly, someone had to boil the water, carry the water, pour the hot water at the right temperature into a hot water bottle made of whole sheepskin, and hang it high for the shower.

When the little shoe-shiner saw this scene just now, his envious eyes were about to pop out.

"It turns out that this is the life of a rich man!"

"It's good to be rich!"

The little shoe-shiner, whose eyes were already a little confused, had already imagined what kind of life he should live when he was rich in the future.

"Follow me...... Follow me!"

Doug's tone was heavy and heavy, and it was only then that the fugue little shoe-shiner heard him. Seeing that Doug was a few steps away from him, he turned around and frowned, and was so frightened that he hurriedly followed.

He didn't want to lose the opportunity to make a lot of money almost once in his life because of his stunned moment.

The little shoe-shiner, who saw the power of money, was desperate to become a rich man and possess this powerful power.

"Got it?" asked Doug as he put down his pen.

In front of him lay a huge piece of paper, on which was written a sentence in thick ink, "Do you want to get rich overnight?"

Another colorful piece of paper reads, "Do you want to multiply your assets?"

In addition to two sentences, the two sheets of paper are also painted with gold coins, silver silver coins, and green bank notes.

A smell of local tyrants, even if you block your nose, you still can't stop it.

Oh...... It turned out that he took off his shoes by himself. It's not that Doug's own feet stink, but that the leather shoes of this era are almost that meaningful.

Only rich people can wear leather shoes, rich people can smell feet, and there is nothing wrong with saying that it is the taste of local tyrants.

"No, sir!" said the little shoe-shiner, as if he hadn't smelled the stench.

"Just follow the drawing, you try this newspaper first, if you can draw a seven-point image, I'll give you a silver coupon, if you can draw a nine-point image, I'll give you five cents, if you can draw a ten-point image, I'll give you a dime of silver!"

"Yes, sir!" replied the little carrot made of money hanging in front of the little shoe-shiner, and the stars sparkled in his eyes.

"Hmm. Doug made a sound of affirmation in his throat, and watched the little shoe-shiner lying on the ground, pouting his ass and copying his "paintings", and sighed more and more at the power of money,

It's true that these two posters are tacky, but maybe they're good to use?

Please never overestimate the level of appreciation of the general public!

"Sir, the bath water is ready!" reported the waiter, standing in the doorway, and from his point of view, the little shoe-shiner lying on the ground copying the painting, and Doug standing behind him, as if he were doing something indescribable.

Looks like I'm not wrong. The waiter was glad that he had prepared a metal tube in the bathroom to clean his intestines.

"Got it. Doug said, "Please go out and close the door for me." ”

"Yes!" the waiter took a step back and closed the door.

Quietly, only Doug and the little shoe-shiner were left in the room, and the sound of Doug taking off his clothes.