Zhao Chuanxin saw her beckoning outside, but couldn't squeeze in.

He took out a long bamboo embryo from the secret realm, wrapped two sandwiches and put them on them, held the tail with one hand and handed them out.

With a long bamboo embryo and a heavy object on his head, Zhao Chuanxin only pinched his tail with one hand, his forearm muscles bulged, and his hands were as solid as a rock.

Rachel Kvis was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Chuanxin is lazy, scoundrel, and a little lustful.

But at the same time, he is strong, responsible, and full of the masculine aura that comes from his face like a lion.

"Then, why do you want to exhaust me?" Zhao Chuanxin reminded.

"Oh, okay."

After she took it, she didn't leave in a hurry, and while taking a small bite, she looked at Zhao Chuanxin, who was busy with Benjamin Goldberg.

The master and apprentice cooperated tacitly, and at first Zhao Chuanxin cooked and served the meal, and Benjamin Goldberg only received money.

Later, Zhao Chuanxin was too busy, and Benjamin Goldberg took over the work of serving meals and collecting money, and making money was in full swing.

When she heard that Zhao Chuanxin was going to come out to sell food, like George Maher, she felt that Zhao Chuanxin was playing.

But in retrospect, it's more than just playing.

This man is really amazing, Yunwen Yunwu, and he will always be incomprehensible.

Don't look at the time when it was shipped, there were a lot of crayfish. The lobster tail can be pulled out, and the shrimp meat that can be stuffed is pitiful.

After a short time, Zhao Chuanxin consumed all the ingredients.

He had to shout: "Okay, short sell, short sell, go back." ”

"Shet, I've been in line for ten minutes, and you're going to tell me this?"

"Man, hurry up and get some ready."

"Yes, the harvest festival won't end until the evening."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about that, took out a rag to wipe the dining table and the operating table, and then slammed the window shut.

Get into the driver's seat: "Good dogs don't get in the way, let them go." Frame! ”

A car of dust.

Leaving behind countless scolding diners.

Benjamin Goldberg opened the front window and excitedly said, "Master, it's 12 dollars and 28 cents here." We've only been selling for just over two hours. If you sell all day long, won't the monthly income reach thousands of yuan? ”

"Don't dream, today is the Harvest Festival, how can there be so many people in normal times?"

Benjamin Goldberg seems to have been poured cold water on his head.

Zhao Chuanxin parked his car in front of the shoe store in the town.

After entering the door, I asked, "Boss, it's me, are my boots ready?" ”

The boss looked up with reading glasses, his bald head shining: "Oh, it's you, it's already done, I almost thought you didn't want it." ”

Zhao Chuanxin took the boots and looked at them repeatedly, the work was very meticulous, and the Goodyear process was sewn.

The rubber sole is thick and has a leather cushion in the middle.

The fly in the ointment is that the sole is flat and the grip will not be particularly strong.

Zhao Chuanxin used his index finger to compare the thickness, and felt that it was thick enough, so he took out the elf carving knife and carved the universal tire pattern on the sole of the shoe.

The owner of the shoe store widened his eyes: "What is this for?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Look at this pattern, each direction has its own pattern, which ensures the grip, no matter how you change the direction, you will not fall." It's like a car tire. The deep texture also allows the water to drain out faster, so it won't slip on rainy days. ”

I blanched, and the shoe store owner blinked: "Let me see again." ”

Zhao Chuanxin put away his shoes: "Why?" ”

The shoe store owner hurriedly said: "It's a big deal, I won't charge you for shoes." ”

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "In this way, give my apprentice another pair of shoes, and one of my servants a pair of shoes, and I will teach you." ”

The boss gritted his teeth: "Okay!" ”

Zhao Chuanxin took out the paper and drew the lines on it.

Then he picked out a pair of shoes for Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah and told the shoe shop owner: "The carriage is placed at the door, you help watch, we go to the harvest festival, go and go back." ”

"No problem."

Zhao Chuanxin took Benjamin Goldberg Shi Ran away.

The shoe store owner looked at the drawings with satisfaction: "Hehe, I'll apply for a patent, isn't this worth more than three pairs of shoes?" ”

After going out, Benjamin Goldberg said, "Master, we can apply for a patent." ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, lifted the shoe, and re-carved it with an elf carving knife, and the originally round lines became cone-shaped. And the size of each stripe becomes irregular. In the middle, there is a U-shaped drainage channel.

"This is the sole pattern that is worth applying for, if you give him that, it is a first-generation pattern, and I am the fifth generation. Whether it is drainage or non-slip, it is far inferior to this pair. If we apply for a patent at the same time, his pattern will be eliminated directly. ”

Benjamin Goldberg: "......"

Master is so cunning!

In the square in the center of the town, there are plump ears of wheat and ribbons hanging everywhere.

A group of cellists and violinists were playing the violins to warm up, and men, women, and children were already dancing away from the room.

Zhao saw Rachel Cearn and Samuel Goldberg.

He was stunned: "Your dad didn't go to Wall Street today?" ”

"He was invited by the mayor, so he had a day off."

Zhao went to meet up with Samuel Goldberg.

"Samuel."

Samuel Goldberg smiled and nodded, "Ethan." ”

Zhao Chuanxin asked, "How is your career?" ”

"It's like the sun is shining." Samuel Goldberg said proudly. "Although the big market is sluggish, I am okay."

In the 19th century, when the bourgeoisie engaged in conquest, the middle classes of the world were very confident in their civilization and their means.

But it was not until the end of the 19th century that their material life could be called comfortable.

France, for example, concocted a word – bourgeois food.

to show their privileged life.

Samuel Goldberg's small life, with a beautiful wife by his side, a son who is not very carefree, a gorgeous home decoration, all kinds of beautiful fabrics, and a car to accompany him when he goes in and out, which makes him very conceited.

...... "If there is a chance, Zhao Chuanxin will not leave a whole corpse for Wall Street." Since the big market is sluggish, don't rush it. ”

"Ethan, when it comes to bankers, you are a layman, and you can't look at things on the surface. There are often great opportunities in crises......"

Good words can't persuade damned ghosts.

Zhao Chuanxin simply shut up.

Even if he had not been involved, the financial crisis of 1907 would have been powerful enough to wreak havoc on many businesses and bankrupt many middle classes.

What's more, there is Zhao Chuanxin to fuel the fire.

Rachel Cearn said, "It's my turn, I'm going to prepare." By the way, Ethan, I couldn't find anyone to help me beat the drums, can you help? ”

"This ......" Zhao Chuanxin never beat the drum.

"Do me a favor." Rachel Kvis gave a pitiful expression.

Samuel Goldberg also said, "Ethan, you can help her, she values this performance and can help our family integrate into North Taretown." ”

Zhao Chuanxin stiffened: "That, okay." ”

There was still some time, and Rachel Kvis took Zhao Chuanxin to a secluded place for a little rehearsal.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I think this song is better sung in the evening." ”

"Really?" Rachel Kvis pondered for a moment, "I can go and talk to the mayor." ”

She began to sing quietly, thanks to Li Shutong's knowledge of Zhao Chuanxin's evil complement rhythm.

This is a traditional Irish barrel drum with a round barrel covered in leather that can be struck by hand.

It took him three times before he tried to find the beat.

In fact, this kind of drum is not difficult, sing a sentence, at most four times, at least two times, as long as you are attentive enough, you will not go wrong.

But Zhao Chuanxin always felt that there were shortcomings.

After practicing enthusiastically for a while, Rachel Cearn went to the mayor to discuss the time of the show.

She came back and said to Zhao Chuanxin, "Okay, let's wait until the evening performance." ”

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to give himself an ear scrape.

Evil is done, and it has to be spent here until night.

At first, Samuel Goldberg and Benjamin Goldberg were still listening, but soon they were bored to watch other performances.

There are only two people left.

Rachel Kvis suddenly pulled a pearl necklace out of her pocket and put it on.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the necklace very familiarly, didn't he give it to her?

After Rachel Kvis put on the necklace, she secretly looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Seeing that he was stunned, he smiled and asked, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Nonsense, what you sent, can you say badly?

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "It's good-looking, if there is no torch at night, this is the only light." ”

Blow.

Rachel Cavis's cheeks flushed.

Zhao Chuanxin blinked, as if something was wrong.

Could it be that in order to let the apprentice run around with him, he had to sacrifice himself to feed the "tiger"?

"Ahem, we're almost done practicing, let's go to the show, just wait for the show."

"Okay." Rachel Kvis nodded, and as she got up, she tripped over the hem of her skirt and fell to the side. "Oops......"

Zhao Chuanxin hugged the Irish drum with his left arm, bent over, and instinctively helped him with his right arm.

Rachel Cavis's stumbling figure stopped, and she turned her head, her lips rubbing against Zhao Chuanxin's cheek.

Zhao Chuanxin said "ah": "Rachel, are you really here?" ”

“……”

I thought there would be some ambiguity, but I was interrupted by a roar from Zhao Chuanxin.

Rachel Cearn coughed and straightened up, "Let's go." ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and followed behind with a drum.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, he said, "Rachel, I didn't say you ......"

Rachel Kvis was annoyed and turned her head abruptly: "What, do you still want to morally condemn me?" It was just unintentional. ”

"......" Zhao Chuanxin continued: "It's not that I said you, if you want to kiss me, I'm generous, I'm Ethan in this life, don't engage in these crooked ways with me." Come on, I'll give you another chance. ”

As he spoke, he put his face up.

"......" Rachel Kvis shoved him.

The atmosphere became harmonious again.

This is Captain Zhao's instinctive talent.

Back outside the open-air stage, a handsome middle-aged man stood in front of Zhao Chuanxin, with big eyes and deep eyelids, wearing a sophisticated suit that was incompatible with the townspeople of North Talitown.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him: "If you have a little public morality, you won't stand in the way here." ”

The middle-aged handsome guy was stunned: "I watched the show, it didn't get in your way, right?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin pushed him away and replaced him: "You have to reflect a lot so that you can do it yourself." ”

Handsome middle-aged man: "......"

Rachel Kvis gave him a blank look: "You're such a scoundrel." ”

"Such a good position, of course, is occupied by a virtuous person, does he think that he can do whatever he wants if he is handsome?"

The middle-aged handsome guy was crying and laughing on the side: "I haven't left yet." ”

It was dark.

A bonfire is lit.

Dance pause.

Because of the proximity to New York and studying on Broadway, the mayor also found a host to come on stage and introduce the show in suits and leather shoes.

"Next show, 'Savage Daughter,' featuring Ms. Rachel Kweis."

At this time, Rachel Kvis and Zhao Chuanxin realized that it was their turn to play.

So he hurried behind the scenes.

The middle-aged old handsome guy was surprised, they were going to perform on stage?

Behind the scenes, Rachel Kwis nervously looked back at Zhao Chuanxin.

Not everyone has the courage to stand on the stage and face the audience with peace of mind.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and patted her buttocks: "What are you afraid of, isn't this me?" ”

(End of chapter)