Act XVII: Poisoned Soup

Doug returns to the New Haven Hotel.

The waiter, who had figured out his daily travel habits, stood in the lobby full of energy to greet him.

When Doug saw him, he didn't ask him what he was drawing, but said, "Prepare hot water, I'm going to take a shower." ”

"Is it still a shower?" asked the waiter.

"Still. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. "The waiter ran to get ready.

Doug unscrewed the handle, closed the door, lifted the carpet and took a look, making sure the flour was still uniform and no one had come in. He put away the civilized cane and suitcase.

He still lacks trust in the world.

Whether it's the security guards and women hired today, or Hull and Jimmy, even Tom and Williams, he can't believe it.

He put a price tag on his heart for everyone he knew. Even if these people trust Doug so much, as long as the price is right, Doug will still sell them.

It's not about feelings, it's about interests.

He clearly understands that this is a world where people eat people, and the rules of the game are like this, and kindness to others is the greatest cruelty to oneself.

"Knock knock. ”

"Sir, the bath water is ready. The waiter said outside the door.

"Thank you. Doug politely said a kind word at no cost, and he opened the door, and the waiter outside the door had his blonde butter hair combed as delicately as yesterday.

Doug asked, "How's your practice?"

"Also...... OK...... Sir, don't worry, I will do my best before the time you appoint!" The waiter first showed a slight timidity, and then reassured.

"Keep up the good work. After Doug finished speaking, he threw out a Mexican silver coin, and the silver-white body of the Mexican silver coin swirled in the air, reflecting the warm light of whale oil into a streamer and falling into the waiter's hand.

"Thank you, sir!" said the waiter who received the silver coin.

"Don't thank me yet," Doug waved his hand, "I have a new assignment for you, and I want you to put all the newspapers you can gather in front of me tomorrow morning when I have breakfast." ”

"Yes, sir!" replied the waiter.

Doug was not relieved by his answer, he felt that the waiter had answered too quickly, and he might not have remembered it, he said in a calm voice, "You repeat it." ”

"I ...... No, sir, tell me that I give you all the newspapers I can find!" replied the waiter.

When he finished answering, Doug's face still didn't improve.

In an awkward atmosphere, the waiter thought for a long time before saying, "You asked me to hand you all the newspapers while you had breakfast." ”

The expression on Doug's face was a little soothing, and he said to the waiter, "Madison, I hope that when I tell you things in the future, I will not be busy answering me first, but first figuring out what I am going to do for you, and what the details are."

What I need is someone who is serious and reliable, not someone who talks a lot in the air.

Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, sir, I understand!" said Madison, the waiter, who had just finished replying, his face turning pale with nervousness, as he realized that he was responding quickly.

Doug's words just now, although he didn't say it explicitly, were already telling him. If he is not reliable, he will not be able to complete the assigned task.

Then Mr. Doug will go and find someone else to do it.

Whether it is the United States or New Haven, what is lacking is people, and the least lacking is people.

Mr. Doug is so rich, he just needs to wave his hand again. And I lost this opportunity, and I don't know how long it will be before I am valued next time.

Doug looked at the waiter's appearance and knew that his words had worked, so he closed the door without talking.

Brush your teeth and take a shower.

The bathroom is filled with soap made of whale fat, and the dirt carried by the body is sent into the floor drain by the water sprayed from the shower.

Doug wiped his body clean with a bath towel, lay down and put it on, and quickly fell asleep.

Fortunately, my body is very young, and although I was tired from running around the day before, when the alarm went off, my body was full of strength again.

Wash in cold water, get dressed, bring gear, and rearrange the small security organs in the house.

Doug, who didn't seem to be any different from yesterday, came to the restaurant.

There were quite a few people in the restaurant, in an era when electric lighting was not yet invented and was used on a large scale. Even the relatively affluent class of the United States are not immersed in nightlife.

Doug looked at the colorful food and carefully chose his food.

Those vegetable soups that were greener than the green leaves on the trees, Doug didn't even have the heart to try them.

And for those breads that look unusually white and tender, and the price is a little too low, Doug is not afraid to eat it.

The history of food fraud runs through the entire history of human development.

The Industrial Revolution that erupted in Britain provided a breeding ground for the use of industrial raw materials for food fraud.

In the end, Doug opted for whole-wheat bread that seemed more reliable, along with a glass of milk.

Whole wheat bread doesn't have the same delicate texture as white bread, nor does it include wood sawdust in traditional recipes like brown bread.

And the milk in this large wooden cup, although the taste is too viscous to drink, as if potato flour has been added, at least it does not taste bad.

"Bang!"

Madison, the waiter, unloaded the sack he was carrying on the ground.

The stout sack was bulging, and the newspaper inside was a meter high.

The waiter said with a tired face, "Sir, I have already sorted out the newspaper you wanted!"

"Good. Doug complimented without much effort, and asked casually, "Have you eaten?"

"Eat. The waiter, who hadn't eaten, replied.

Yesterday when Doug was taking a shower and going to bed, Madison had already thought about it. Don't look at Doug, the little old man, who looks kind and kind, as if he doesn't care about humility. But what big man would want his followers around him to disrespect him?

Doug was just polite, since the waiter said that he had eaten it, then it was better for him to eat it.

He took another sip of the sticky milk, and suddenly thought of the green vegetable soup, and thought that the waiter in front of him was also from the hotel, and maybe he would know something, he asked, "Do you know which vegetable soups are so green?"

"You mean that?" the waiter confirmed, pointing to the vegetable soup in the distance.

"Yes, that's it. ”

"Don't you know?" said Madison, who wanted to smack himself a few times as if to mock Mr. Doug's ignorance, "a man of honor like you must have never done such a shitty job as cooking." The vegetable soup is so green because copper flakes are put in the process of cooking the soup.

Don't you think the green soup is more appetizing?

Would you like me to serve you a bowl?"

"No need. Doug shook his head, he wouldn't drink that kind of poisonous soup.