The three of them came to the door of the hotel.

Chen Jianqiu handed the reins to the waiter who came to lead the horse, and was just about to enter the door of the hotel, but found that Sean's eyes were attracted by something.

"Boss, why are there so many taverns in this place?" Sean licked his lips.

Chen Jianqiu followed the black man's gaze.

As far as the eye can see, there are actually taverns, casinos, and Courtyard X on both sides.

Together, they are inclusive and inclusive in terms of their scope of business.

You can gamble in the tavern, play ball in the casino, or drink in the X-yard.

It's not hard to see why.

It's a burgeoning town that made its fortune in silver mining, and its people are filled with all sorts of single miners, criminals, and nouveau riche.

They all have more or less money in their hands.

A 19th-century western town, a place lacking in entertainment.

At night or at rest, these rough people need to release their restless hormones.

So, the town had wine, cards, and balls.

"Boss, I think we can make some money here." Sean's hands began to itch again.

"You better save it, if you are caught here, you will immediately have a few more holes in your body." Hanif straightened his belt.

"Bang! Bang! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two gunshots and the sound of shattering glass were heard in the street.

A man stumbled out of the door of a tavern, took a few steps into the middle of the street, and fell into the street.

A cowboy came out of the doorway,

After realizing that the man had already hit the street, he turned the revolver in his hand and inserted it into his holster very smoothly.

"Bastard, whether playing cards or playing guns, you are no match for me, don't try to use that kind of despicable means to achieve victory." The cowboy looked at the street with disdain.

"It's a fair matchup." He spread his hands to the people around him.

The tavern owner nodded at the law enforcement officers who arrived after him.

The crowd of onlookers quickly dispersed, and it seemed that this kind of scene was accustomed to in this town.

"You see, I'm not wrong." Hanif turned to look at Sean, "Still, we can go and have fun." ”

The two looked at Chen Jianqiu at the same time.

"Let's stay for now." Chen Jianqiu was noncommittal.

Three people entered the hotel and checked in.

Night fell, and Sean, who had finished dinner, was leaning against the door of the hotel boredly, looking at the brightly lit tavern opposite.

"Let's go." A voice came from behind him.

Sean turned his head to look and found Chen Jianqiu and Hanif walking out of the hotel.

"Let's go and experience the customs of this town." Chen Jianqiu patted Sean on the shoulder, and then walked towards the street.

"Where are you going?" The black man frowned and followed closely.

Chen Jianqiu glanced up at the signs hanging in various taverns on the street.

There are a lot of dazzling things, each showing its ability.

There are only words on them, there are simple drawings of wine glasses, and there are sheep's heads and dogs' heads.

Chen Jianqiu's gaze fell on one of them.

The logo of this tavern is a silhouette of a playing card Ace of spades, and the name of the tavern is written on the back - Ace of Spades.

Here there was a duel during the day.

"That's it." After Chen Jianqiu finished speaking, he walked towards the tavern.

The street that had been killed during the day had been dragged away, the glass door had been broken, and now the door frame was still empty.

But this does not prevent the boss from doing business.

There was a constant stream of people coming in and out of the tavern, and the tavern was full of people.

Three people walked in.

Chen Jianqiu has never seen such a lively tavern in a small town in the west, comparable to San Francisco and Denver.

On the left-hand side of the door, there is a large long table, where a person starts to make a banker; At the other tables, different hands are also being played.

There were also those who came to drink, and they were chatting rudely about some topics unique to the West.

The girls weaved from table to table, hooking up with drunkards and gamblers.

It seems that everyone who comes here can find their own happiness here.

Sean said hello to Chen Jianqiu and plunged into those gambling sticks, he was very familiar with this kind of occasion.

Hanif, on the other hand, followed behind Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu's yellow-skinned face attracted the attention of some people.

This town is not very popular with the Chinese, because the people in the town think that the Chinese miners are grabbing jobs here, just like Shiquan Town, where Chen Jianqiu first stayed.

Especially after the introduction of the bill.

However, firstly, Chen Jianqiu did not have braids on the back of his head, and secondly, he was followed by the white Hanif, so after thinking for a while, those people looked away.

Chen Jianqiu didn't care about these gazes, he was used to it.

His gaze swept over the halls of the tavern.

Suddenly, at a table by the bar, he saw a familiar figure.

The man was sipping a glass of whiskey, his eyes sweeping through the crowd of the tavern, not so much drinking as observing everyone in the tavern.

In the United States of this era, it was fashionable to have a thick beard on one's upper lip, but no one had a beard as impressive.

Including Hanif.

"Mr. Writer, long time no see."

After passing over a drunkard who had been pushed to the ground and was being beaten, Chen Jianqiu came to the man's table and greeted him with a smile.

This man was none other than the famous writer Mark Twain.

"Aha, Mr. Chen, it's you!"

After seeing the acquaintance arrive, the writer also stood up and shook Chen Jianqiu's hand.

Chen Jianqiu and Hanif sat down opposite Mark Twain.

"Two whiskeys!" Hanif shouted to the bartender at the bar.

"Why are you here?" The writer looked at Chen Jianqiu with a smile, "Are you also here to dig silver mines?" ”

"Just passing by." The young man smiled and shook his head, "What about you?" Are you still collecting wind? I thought you were back in California. ”

"I went to San Francisco, but I couldn't stay there, so I came out again." The writer took a sip of his wine and returned the glass to the table.

"Art comes from life." Leaning back in his chair, he pointed to these people in the tavern, "You see, this is the ecology of our country's frontier, wild and unrestrained. ”

"Well, everyone is quite energetic." Chen Jianqiu looked at the place at the door, where a table had already been broken up.

However, the beaten guy quickly lost his resistance and was thrown out.

"What do you see? Bow your heads and drink your own wine! The thumper's spat out, turned his head and scolded viciously at a man looking at him at the door.

"Crane, supposedly a horse thief, no one here dares to mess with him." Mark Twain whispered to Chen Jianqiu.

"How do you know?" Chen Jianqiu took his gaze off the evil man's face.

"It's just heard, I need to know some stories." The writer shrugged, "At least one half-person or more in this tavern is not a good person, and there have been bounties or something. ”

Hanif cleared his throat.

However, the writer did not notice Hanif's small movements, and he continued: "But as long as they don't commit crimes in Tombstone Town, even the famous local sheriff Wyatt will not do anything to them." ”

"Let's talk about San Francisco." Chen Jianqiu changed the subject.

The three of them began to talk about something other than the town.

After learning Chen Jianqiu's current identity, the writer grew up in surprise, and he congratulated the young man in front of him, as a Chinese, it is not easy to accumulate wealth in the United States.

But after talking about the bill, Mark Twain sighed: "I sympathize with your plight, but this may be something you have to face, and it will be inevitable for some time to come." ”

They chatted for a while.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the side of the long table:

"I'll just say don't let this get involved, you bastards!"

One more, two more later

(End of chapter)