Chapter Ninety-Nine: A Magnificent Mile
The MagnificentMile, which translated into Chinese means "Magnificent Mile", the Magnificent Mile. The whole street can almost become a "district" if it radiates out, with Michigan Avenue as the main axis, from the Chicago River to the north to Oak Street, full of all kinds of famous shops, high-end hotels and famous buildings, it is the busiest commercial street in downtown Chicago.
After the Great Chicago Fire in 1871, the entire city was almost rebuilt, and top architects from all over the world have painted beautiful pictures around the "blank paper" of Chicago, and The Magnificent Mile (Magnificent Mile) is undoubtedly one of the most beautiful.
Duanmu Ci is walking in this "most beautiful stroke" at this moment.
After learning about the situation in Monaco and pit Ivan, he took a plane to Chicago in France, after all, it was a big deal to fight Morgan, although he trusted the old butler's ability, but after all, the old butler's body was very old, and some things were not enough, so he had to come in person.
Duanmu Ci was walking aimlessly with a cup of hot milk tea in his hand, and he suddenly realized that strolling along the Magnificent Avenue on a sunny morning was actually a very pleasant thing. Especially on this early spring weekend, the streets are less busy than usual, and passers-by can enjoy the city's colorful scenery.
As far as the eye can see, Chicago's iconic John Hancock Center stands there, one of the tallest buildings in the world! The ground floor is a huge shopping mall, and visitors can climb to the top for a bird's-eye view of the city.
It looks like a lighthouse standing on the banks of the Chicago River.
"It's really reluctant." Duanmu Ci sighed slowly and lowered his head to drink milk tea.
Such a bustling street, no one is willing to sell it, even Duanmuci, who has countless high-quality real estate in his hands. But there is no trick, if a hunter does not spend the effort to dig a deeper pit, how can he catch the tiger? Catch as big a bait as you want! Otherwise, your bait is not enough for other tigers to swallow in one bite, where is there a chance to catch it?
At that time, Ren Gongzi used cattle as bait in the East China Sea. So you can fish for giant whales; Ordinary people use earthworm rice grains as bait, so they can only catch small fish. The Morgan family is a big fish, a big whale, no matter how you look at it from that angle. How do you want to catch such a fish without enough bait? If only a small pheasant is used as bait, then people will swallow it with hook and bait without much effort, how can they fish?
The ancient Chinese were the most simple, and they used the most simple sentences to express the highest state of fishing - reluctant to let the child trap the wolf.
It's okay, I'm glad. Morgan liked the "bait" that Duanmuci threw out, and swallowed it in one bite, and after eating it, he burped comfortably, not noticing that the "bait" was also hooked with a fishing hook, and at the moment it was hooking his upper jaw, ready to fish him out of the water at any time, and by the way, his mouth was blurred with flesh and blood.
Duanmuci continued to walk and came to a small square, which was used to commemorate the sailors who died at a station. Standing in the middle of the small square, you will see an old water tower near the small square. The Chicago Water Tower was built in 1869 and is made of large limestone. The entire water tower is quite in the style of 13th-century European Gothic architecture, and it looks more like a miniature castle.
It was one of the few buildings that survived the Great Fire that spread through Chicago in 1871, and today the Chicago Water Tower has long since become a Chicago landmark, transforming into a tourist attraction rather than being used to deliver and pump water.
"It's all good stuff!" Duanmu Ci sighed slowly, lowered his head and drank the hot milk tea in his hand.
If it weren't for the Morgan family's sudden madness and insistence on showing off the lines of their muscles in the Rare Club, Duanmuci would not have been able to bear to throw such a gorgeous bait, and now Duanmuci only hopes that his fishing hook is strong enough to tear off a piece of flesh from Morgan's mouth when he reels in the line, so that he can't eat for a long time.
Otherwise, how can you get rid of this blockage in your chest?
Fortunately, Morgan and the others made a self-righteous trick, contacted the news media, and took the initiative to strengthen and increase the bait in their mouths. Duanmuci suddenly looked forward to the moment when he really started to do it, whether Morgan would slap his old face hard
Call you cheap, tell you to make a big deal out of it
"You brought it on yourself." Duanmu Ci suddenly smiled, but his smile was a little evil, and he seemed to have lost the gentleman's integrity. Duanmu Ci hurriedly examined his body, and when he looked up again, he was a serious person again.
Duanmuci suddenly felt a little tired, so he found a carriage on the side of the road and sat on it, and then rode through the street in this ancient vehicle, as he did in Monaco, or as if it had been a hundred years ago.
Take a horse-drawn carriage ride into the heart of the Magnificent Mile, where the buildings are taller and more atmospheric than New York's denseness, worthy of the name "Magnificent"!
Compared to Chicago, New York is so earthy!
There are a lot of Gothic buildings here, in an ancient style, as if they were handed down from the Renaissance era, but at that time there was not even America. After passing by a small square commemorating the former illustrious mayor, one came across a twin building, the Wiegley Building.
Not only is it the center of the street of The MagnificentMile, but also the heart of downtown Chicago, and there are also touristy river cruise boat spots where many tourists take "river cruises."
This is also Duanmuci's destination, where he got off the carriage and stood on the bank of the river to make a phone call, and after a while, a simple yacht docked, looking like a family yacht in an amusement park. Duanmu Ci looked up and saw the old butler sitting there looking at him with a smile.
Duanmu Ci didn't talk much nonsense, and got on the boat directly with his long legs, and then sat opposite the old butler.
"Anzhi, it's been a long time." Duanmu Ci still has a lot of affection for this old servant who has followed him for decades.
"My lord, long time no see." The same is true of the old butler.
The two sat on the yacht and talked for a long time, just to stop greetings, and did not involve the so-called business in the slightest.
"Hundreds of thousands of workers in Chicago staged a strike here (deliberately wrong) to demand an eight-hour work day for the city government, and it worked." The old steward pointed to the river on both sides and said, "The 'five. One's Labor Day, most of which is also thanks to this. ”
"Yes, who said that the power of an ant cannot shake an elephant, and the flow of a stream cannot drown a man?" Duanmu Ci leisurely watched the wonderful works of the architects on both sides of the riverbank, and said slowly, "The power of example is infinite, the Morgan family is too domineering, they have a hard time coming to this whole street, I think all the businesses on this street should close their doors to show that it is right, if Morgan sees this depression, he must have woken up, and then treat them well from now on." ”
"yes, even Morgan can't bully people!" The eighty-year-old housekeeper suddenly became indignant and slapped the table fiercely, "I'm going to contact them and ask them to close their doors, close their businesses, and boycott the market!" ”
Duanmuci suddenly laughed, he wondered what kind of cute expressions Morgan and the Chicago City officials would have when they saw TheMagnificentMile, a shop closed for business.
He's really looking forward to it. (To be continued.) )
PS: PS: The first one, the next one will be a little later, good night book friends