Early the next morning, we drove two cars to Dongkua Town, and the seats were relatively crowded, Wei Yiyun drove Lao Wu Lao Zhu and Lao Li and Zhu; Bai Yan drove me in the car, and there were three people sitting in the back row, Lao Zhu holding Bai Gujing, next to Lao Cao; Wei Ergou and Xiao Cao stayed behind to watch the shed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Yiyun was more familiar with the road, and he was already far ahead of us in a short time, and he couldn't see it from his sight.

"Lao Zhu, if this is really pregnant, you have to hurry up and choose a name." Lao Cao sat bored and talked about the child with a white bone and belly.

"What are you worrying about, my Lao Zhu can pop up dozens of names with one mouth!" Zhu Yong's awesome mode begins.

"Let's talk about three first, come on!" Lao Cao did not forgive.

"Zhu, Zhu, Zhu..." Zhu Yong paused three times and froze.

"Still bragging, aren't you?" Lao Cao continued to tease Zhu Yong, "Let college students come to this kind of thing like choosing a name, don't there be two people sitting in front, Lao Zhu, you can ask them!" ”

"Lao Zhu, do you want me to think about it for you." I turned back to Zhu Yong and said.

"Then tell me what the male is called and what the female is called." Zhu Yong didn't refuse to ask me.

"Hmm... The male is called Julian, and the English is also Julian, and the female is called Juliet, and the English is also called Juliet. I thought about it and came up with all the English names I could think of that started with "Zhu".

"Hey, college students get a name is level! Lao Zhu, I think these two names are good, Julian, smooth and safe, auspicious! "Lao Cao first praised the name I chose.

"Well, Lao Cao, it's rare for you to say it right once! That's a really good name! English and Chinese have the same sound, and it is easy to call! Zhu Yongnian said these two names.

Although Bai Bone Spirit didn't know Chinese, she obviously guessed what we were discussing, giggling and covering her mouth and laughing.

"It's a pity, Lao Cao, it's inconvenient for you to take your son with you!" After a while, Zhu Yong said boredly.

"Oh, just your old Zhu's fart hobby, three sentences don't leave the old business, Zhu Bajie can't change Sichun! Lao Zhu, do you know what I used to do in Shenzhen? Lao Cao said to Zhu Yong disdainfully.

"What, are you running a brothel? It's like seeing through the red dust! Zhu Yong continued to play poor.

"Hey, I said I was the one who runs a brothel, believe it or not?!" Lao Cao took the words and said affirmatively.

"If you open a brothel, I, Zhu Yong, will open a casino!" Zhu Yong didn't believe Lao Cao.

"Let me tell you, in 08 I went to Guangzhou to do this line, not big, first partnered with someone to a bathhouse, and then engaged in a foot washer, the business was tepid, we found a few ** to engage in a little gray business, when the business was good, to our feet and back to make an appointment to queue!" Lao Cao talked about his past in Shenzhen.

"Keep blowing!" Zhu Yong scoffed.

"Don't believe it! Let me tell you, I've been thinking about doing this in Ghana lately! I have also heard that the business of several clubs in the special code is very good, and now there are more Chinese who dig for gold, after all, there is still a demand, oh, Xiaosheng's girlfriend White Girl is here, I still don't say it again. Lao Cao stopped as he spoke.

"It doesn't matter, I'll listen to the song with headphones." Bai Xi asked me to take out my headphones, turn on the phone and plug the music into her ears, she listened to the music while driving, she didn't want us to talk awkwardly.

"Xiaosheng, your girlfriend has nothing to say!" Lao Cao gave a thumbs up.

"Lao Cao, you just said that you want to open a brothel in Ghana?" I turned around and asked Lao Cao.

"Yes, you see, although my old Cao is uneducated, I also know that there was a history of gold mining in the United States a long time ago, called the Western Gold Rush, right! Do you know who are the best people to really make money? Those who sell water, those who sell jeans, and those who open brothels! Lao Cao talked about what he knew about the history of the American gold rush.

"I know who sells jeans, and I know who sells water." I tell the story I know:

Yamer grew up in rural America, and his father was an honest farmer. Because there are many children in the family, his parents can't take care of him. When Amer was young, he especially loved to fight with his classmates. Once he got into a fight with his classmates again, and although several people beat him on one of them, he still broke someone's head. In order to strictly enforce school rules, the school withdrew from this naughty bag that repeatedly broke school discipline. Yamer's mother was a teacher at this school, and although she repeatedly interceded with the principal, the principal did not respond.

Amer left school and went with his father to work in the fields. And so he worked until he was 17 years old. One day he heard the news of the discovery of gold in the west, so he consulted with his parents and wanted to break into it. In this way, he followed the westbound caravan, overcame many difficulties, and came to California.

Just like Levi Strauss when he first came to the west to pan for gold, Yamer's imagination was too good. When he arrived, he found that gold mining was not easy, and there were too many people from all over the place, and the vast wasteland was crowded with tattered tents. People dig everywhere, but the harvest is small.

Amer was hired by an employer, the sun was scorching, and the climate in the valley was bitterly dry. He worked desperately, sweating uncontrollably. Before noon, Amer and his co-workers lay on the ground weakly, licking their chapped lips.

"Now let Lao Tzu spend a dollar to buy a pot of cold water, and Lao Tzu will do it too." One of the workers said with thirst.

"If anyone fills me with cold water now, I'll give him two dollars!" Another worker, who was lying next to him, also echoed weakly.

Amer felt the same way as they did. They need water so badly, but in this desert-like place where people pan for gold, it's hard to find even a drop of water. Suddenly, the word "water" inspired him. Why not get some water for the gold miners? Thinking of this, he threw away his pickaxe, got up with difficulty, and headed south.

After walking about four or five kilometers, Amer found a small river, and he was very excited. He dug a small pool, then dug another ditch and led the water into the pool, where it was filtered by fine sand and became clear and drinkable. So Amer hired a wagon to fill the water into jugs and transport it to the construction site to sell.

The water is coming! The water is coming! There were long queues. In just a dozen days, Yamer earned more than $6,000. Relying on his own wisdom, in the midst of the Western Gold Rush, Amer finally made money.

With the shattering of the "golden dream", the crowd of gold miners scattered in all directions. Yamer also returned to his hometown. The parents were overjoyed to see that their son was making so much money that they persuaded him to use the money to buy land for farming, because nothing is more important to a farmer than land. But Amer had already made up his mind to use the money as capital for industrial activities.

Later, during a plague incident, he invented canned meat, and he was the first to make canned meat, and in that plague, the government banned the export of meat food, which caused the price to rise, and he made a lot of money.

"I, Lao Zhu, who sells water, am not interested!" Zhu Yong interrupted me impatiently, "I just want to hear about the opening of a brothel!" ”

"Three sentences are not far from the old line!" Lao Xiong continued to ridicule Zhu Yong, "The person who runs the brothel is not famous, but I wonder if he will be more famous than selling jeans and water in the future." ”

"Who?" I asked curiously.

"At the end of the 19th century, young people from Europe flocked to the United States. In 1885, Friedrich followed a large group of people from Europe to the United States, and went to New York to eat, and his luggage was only a suitcase. That year, he was only 16 years old. Friedrich studied haircutting in New York for six years, and after six years of washing, cutting and blowing, he finally realized that he was not the material..... At this time, it happened that the gold rush in the western United States was set off, and Friedrich followed the trend and ran to the west, and then came to Seattle.

This year he was 22 years old and had achieved nothing.

However, it was precisely the impoverished remoteness of the West that ignited Friedrich's business inspiration. Instead of following someone else's ass to pan for gold, he thought of it in a unique way:

So many people come to the wilderness to pan for gold, they have to eat, and what do you want to do when you are full..... Do it! Open a restaurant and run a brothel in the skin and meat business!

Unlike the hillbilly's fly tavern, Friedrich's hotel takes the high-end route, striving to create a warm stomach, warm bed, and heart-warming harbor in the western wilderness......

At the age of 27, Friedrich has turned from a "beautiful drifter" to the owner of three restaurants. One of the most famous is called "Arctic Circle", which is famous in the local area for its luxurious interiors and "special services".

It is said that at that time, other restaurants were meat in addition to wine, but the "Arctic Circle" provided fresh fruits and vegetables, and the western part of the country where birds did not poop, which was a supreme enjoyment.

The "Arctic Circle" focuses on the user experience, and the same is reflected in the payment methods. Arctic Circle rooms are usually standard with a bed plus a scale. You know what the bed is for, and the scales are used to weigh gold: after the gold diggers have enjoyed themselves here, there is no money to do, aren't you a gold digger? So here are the scales and you can settle the bill directly with gold!"

Lao Cao said it like a documentary, as if bringing us into the historical trend of the American dream.

"This birdman isn't famous!" Zhu Yong listened to it and said, "But his idea is not bad, in the future, Lao Cao, if you want to open a brothel, I will join you, and I will open a restaurant, why don't we put it together." ”

"Okay, this person is not famous, his grandson is an American real estate tycoon, and he also went to Guangzhou in 08 and signed a contract with a real estate boss in Guangzhou, which is Xu Jiayin of Guangzhou Evergrande. His grandson seems to be named Trump. Lao Cao added.

"Oh, Guangzhou Evergrande I know, I bought Guangzhou Football Club last year, and I also bought several of our players in Shanghai, and it seems that I have been successful before I came to Africa all year ago. I don't know Trump or anything, I've never heard of it. I said to Lao Cao.

"It's not famous, I only knew him because he lived in a five-star hotel opposite our Foot Washing City when he came to Guangzhou, and he said that he was a particularly rich real estate tycoon in the United States." Lao Cao replied to me.

"Whatever he does, Trump, but his grandfather's business is still good, Lao Cao, I think now you say that you open a brothel or something, reliable!" Zhu Yong uncharacteristically praised and affirmed Lao Cao.