Chapter 30: The Drunkard (Seeking Follow-up)

If Sean was still worried about being followed and ambushed when he first entered the town, his current appearance fully reflects the innate optimism of black people.

Sean was so happy with his new clothes that he started dancing on the road, even though there was no one to accompany him.

Chen Jianqiu looked up at the moon that had already appeared in the sky, and sighed with some emotion.

Happiness is sometimes a gift.

One night after that bloody rainy night, he had spoken to Sean about the campfire, when Asuka and Browning were asleep.

"Sean, what are you going to do after you find the treasure?"

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it, but it's better to have money than no money."

"Didn't you think about taking the money home and doing something?"

"Home? I don't know where home is. I've been driven like a beast for as long as I can remember, and I've been wandering, and this country is too big to have my home. ”

Sean's expression darkened for a moment, but he quickly regained his smile.

"What do you want to do, survive first, the future is always worth looking forward to. Eh, boss, let me tell you, our heads are worth a lot now......"

Chen Jianqiu didn't listen to the following words, he thought thoughtfully:

"Home?"

……

"Hey, Sean, how about we go and have some fun in the evening?"

Chen Jianqiu came to his senses from his memories, and he suddenly said to Sean.

"I think it's been too smooth along the way, so let's keep a low profile." Asuka remained cautious.

"Come on, come on, we have to listen to the boss, this place is hundreds of kilometers away from Wyoming, what are you afraid of?" Sean said as he pulled the bird forward.

Chen Jianqiu watched from behind, he took out a pack of cigarettes he had just bought at the grocery store, tilted his head and lit one.

That's nice.

The three of them wandered into a tavern in town.

It's not quite night, but the tavern is lit up, and in stark contrast to the peace and quiet of the day, it's bustling with activity.

With two floors, the tavern is probably the largest building in the town, with a tavern on the ground floor and guest rooms on the second floor.

The tavern was filled with people dressed in all sorts of ways, including cowboys, fur merchants, timber merchants, and some unidentified women who wandered among the crowds.

Only then did Chen Jianqiu realize that he had underestimated this town before.

Located in the west-central part of Colorado, in the corridor between two mountain ranges, Montrose is home to merchants and brokers who come and go, all of whom work in different ways, but many of whom do not appear during the day.

The tavern at night is one of the places where they gather.

"Boss, do you have anything to eat?" The berry cake didn't fill Sean's stomach, and the three of them found a table and sat down.

The bartender seemed to be busy and didn't have much time to take care of them.

Chen Jianqiu sat at the table and began to observe the crowd of people in the tavern.

He spotted a bearded man sitting in the corner of the bar.

The man was wearing a shabby gray-blue jacket with a light gray scarf around his neck and a cowboy hat of a similar color with the brim covering his eyes.

He sat quietly at the moment, his arms on the bar, the wine glass in front of him empty.

Chen Jianqiu walked to the front of the bar, took out a five-dollar bill from his pocket, and slapped it on the bar.

Almost all the people around the bar were attracted to the bill, and some of them even stopped what they were doing and looked sideways.

Except for the man, before the night had even begun, the man seemed to be drunk.

The bartender was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly ran over from the end of the bar.

"What do you want, sir?"

"Get three servings and send them to my table, and then come over on the hour, and book three rooms upstairs by the way." Chen Jianqiu said.

"Okay."

Chen Jianqiu pouted in the direction of the man, lowered his voice and asked quietly, "Who is this person?" ”

"I came two days ago, and when I had money, I came to drink, and I drank from morning to night every day, and I slept on the bench outside the store when I didn't have money." The bartender replied as he took the wine from the cabinet behind him, "By the way, would you like to have some Irish whiskey, and I won't tell you the truth, most of the people here drink private wine, and a person of your honor should not be used to drinking it." ”

"It's a gold bar." Chen Jianqiu glanced at the wine cabinet behind the bartender.

At this time, the man who seemed to be half-asleep suddenly stood up and spoke, in a deep and deep voice:

"Bartender, give me another drink."

The bartender didn't bother with him, because he knew the man had no money.

Seeing that there was no response after waiting for a while, the man slapped the cup heavily on the bar.

There are no rules for evicting people in taverns, but it is not necessarily necessary to make trouble.

The bartender was a little angry, and gave the two strong men next to the bar, who were obviously thugs, to throw the man out.

But Chen Jianqiu waved his hand at him.

"Give the gentleman a bottle of whiskey, and the better one will be counted in my account."

Without saying a word, the bartender took a bottle of aged Irish whiskey from the cabinet and handed it to the man.

"You're lucky, someone sent it to you over there." The bartender said angrily.

The man didn't lift his head, but just filled his cup and drank it in one gulp.

Chen Jianqiu sat back at his desk. In a few moments, the bartender came over with three plates of fragrant pies.

"Come and try our signature barbecue pizza, baked over a pure wood fire, and everyone who has eaten it is full of praise."

Chen Jianqiu took a piece and put it in his mouth, and sure enough, the meat was tender and fragrant.

"Eat it hot." He told Asuka and Sean that it was probably the best thing he'd ever eaten since he crossed over.

The bartender bent down, grabbed a large handful of change in his hand, and handed it to Chen Jianqiu: "This is the money I found for you, please keep it." ”

Chen Jianqiu picked up a 20-cent coin from it and threw it to him, the bartender smiled, most of the people who come and go in this town are rough people, few people are so generous, and the tip is so simple.

The three of them chatted about their past experiences while eating, as if they were not three fugitives with this large bounty on their heads, but tourists who had come to visit.

"Bang Dang"

The two people at the next table scuffled for some reason, knocked the table to the ground, and seven or eight people began to fight each other.

Those who approached retreated, some of them walked up the stairs on the second floor, and some of them hid near the bar, not wanting to be swept up in the chaos.

The bartender is very calm, fights are a common thing in the tavern, and when the number of people is small, two thugs on his side can solve the problem; If there are a large number of people, the thugs will go back and call people, and when these people fight for the victory, they will compensate together.

This is a rule unique here, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say.

Of course, another principle is that no guns can be used in the tavern, otherwise, the guns sold by the Browning family will make the people who use them understand what it means to be a soldier.

The group fight was fierce, and in a short time two or three people were lying on the ground.

One of the brawny men, whose face was flushed, whether it was because of alcohol or the fighting sport he was in progress, knocked out his opponent with one punch, wiped his face, and intended to help his teammates.

At this time, his teammate was being suppressed by a man who clearly looked bigger than him on the opposite side, and the red-faced strong man looked around, picked up a chair, and walked over.

But when he was halfway there, he was bumped.

The person who hit him was the man who was drinking alone at the bar just now.