At noon, Bill and Dorothy deal with each other at the fast food restaurant outside, bring home one for their younger brother Neo, and the uncle and aunt both go to work, and Anthony is addicted to gang activities, so he naturally eats his own lunch.

In fact, this is also a portrayal of New Yorkers' life, breakfast is eaten at home, lunch is basically fast food, pasta or donuts and other snacks to deal with, dinner is more formal, usually at home a large table or go to the restaurant.

Even the Italians who take a nap have to succumb to this rhythm.

Bill is usually closed on Sundays (Saturdays), so he doesn't have to go to a nightclub tonight.

As agreed, he went to a tavern called "Jack Washel's Cafe", and the colleague who had invited him to drink last night, Eddie Serrano, happened to be off tonight, so the two agreed to have a big drink there.

On Sunday night, the New York migrant workers who will go to work tomorrow have a better time, and a tavern person who has no fun naturally does not have as many weekdays, but it is basically full.

This is also characteristic of New York, and the nightlife is abundant.

If a man goes home directly after work, he will be said to be bad at that.

A working woman, if she goes home directly after work, will be branded as "unattractive", that is, she will fail to the point that no man can look at her.

The abundant nightlife and chaotic relationships between men and women caused the American concept of family to be less solid, and it was not until the end of the twentieth century that the social culture of rolling the sheets between men and women was slightly subdued.

Serrano and Voshel, surnames ending in o and e, are Italian surnames at first glance, and they are still immigrants from southern Italy. In other words, this is his own tavern, and Bill doesn't have to be polite, and when he enters, he finds Eddie, who invited him to drink, and sits down on the bar stool next to him.

"A glass of Budweiser, on the rocks."

In his previous life, he liked to drink beer, and he hadn't really tasted American beer since he was reborn.

The bartender was a medium-sized white man with black hair and blue eyes, and after hearing that the handsome young man sitting next to Eddie ordered a drink, he didn't immediately turn around and pour the wine, but looked at Eddie.

Eddie, who had been greeted by Bill on the cheek, nodded, and the bartender began to act.

"Buffalo, it's not me complimenting you, you're really the best Italian I've ever seen." Eddie said.

Bill smiled, "You don't look at my physique either." ”

After saying that, he also symbolically raised his arms to show off his biceps.

Bill didn't think about how the original owner ate, a 1.88-meter-tall man ate almost 200 pounds, and he didn't have the fat body shape of a traditional American poor person with a swimming ring in his belly.

It may be the talent of the Italians, who never give themselves up when it comes to eating.

The bartender's movements were very fast, and in a few words he brought a full glass of wine to the table in front of him, which according to Bill's eyes should be a lot more than normal.

This is also a special treatment for myself, and the wine is drunk before others, and the amount is much more.

Someone next to him immediately shouted: "What's the matter? I'll come first, you can serve this person a drink first, right? ”

The bartender was aggressive, holding out the classic Italian chicken paw gesture, "Don't eat sour radish, shut your mouth, I'll serve you wine." ”

When the shouting person saw the chicken paw gesture, his momentum suddenly disappeared, and he waited in a proper manner.

Bill, who was chatting with Add, witnessed all of this and learned that the tavern had a gang background.

"By the way, do you know that you can find temporary jobs there? The kind that wants quick money, doesn't stick to gangs, and doesn't get guns. Bill asked Eddie.

To be honest, although Bill knows that Michael Jackson will be a hot mess in the past ten years, MJ is already famous, and Bill can't invest in the more than 200 fast knives in his pocket.

Buy stocks, he knows that Apple will have a big drop in the eighties, the kind that falls from the top of his head to his heels, and he doesn't dare to buy it for the time being.

Wait until the late eighties and early nineties to buy Apple shares at its most profitable.

The rest of the famous stocks, such as Microsoft, were not listed at this time, and they were not bought until 86 seven years later.

After pondering the current situation, Bill understands why successful people tend to emphasize how the first pot of gold came from.

Because the first pot of gold is the hardest to earn.

With the initial capital, as long as the vision is not bad, you can always snowball your net worth little by little.

As a traverser, the last thing Bill lacks is vision, and he lacks a start-up capital.

Of course, it is impossible for Bill to sell the general trend of history he knows in the form of information, and not to mention how to make others believe what he says, it is uncomfortable enough to see others make money with the information difference they know.

He would rather not make money himself than let other people make money with the information in his head.

"Buffalo, it's hard for me, there are many ways to make quick money, if you don't get involved in gangs, you basically don't have guns." Add shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

He is also a low-level Italian who can get by, and he is already very bottom-line if he doesn't follow the gang members like Anthony, and he can't be asked to be more self-motivated.

The bartender, who had finished fooling the other "gods", suddenly rubbed over with a large glass bottle, quietly refilled a glass for the two of them, and then asked Add why he shook his head.

Eddie explained to him naturally.

It seems that the bartender and Eddie are very familiar, and Bill follows suit.

"Bro, it's going to be hard for you to do this, why don't you gamble? I'll say hello to the casino, and I'm not going to use tricks on you. ”

Bill knew that the largest source of income for gangs in the Northeast was illegal gambling, and that the Italian-American community controlled the industry.

Listening to the bartender's words, he could let Bill go to the casino on his gang's turf, and let the casino not be a good deal.

Bill waved his hand, "Then forget it, gambling is not a way to make money, it costs money." ”

The bartender was a little reluctant and asked, "Are you willing to fight?" We often have jobs to make trouble in other casinos, and the requirements for this job are not from our gang, and we give a lot of money. ”

Bill shrugged and said no.

As soon as I heard about this job, I went to the other party's casino to make trouble, and disrupted the other party's business, and there was no gang to protect the bartender, so it was not far from death.

What oil tank barrel sealed cement, and then New York Bay Rio seat, the gangster's one-stop service for you to serve all.

Eddie on the side reacted, "Bro, this is my own person, don't cheat Bill, his sister is going to college, so he is trying to get money." ”

"That's right." The bartender looked at Bill again from head to chest, "I thought it was ...... Going to college is a good thing, a big good thing. We're a family, and you're going to earn money for your sister's tuition, right......"

Bill nodded, although xenophobia meant that Italians loved newspapers, but the bartender was obviously not at ease just now, and he didn't want to be overly enthusiastic.

"You wait for my news, at most two days, I'll find you a job that doesn't touch the gang and doesn't touch the guns, so that our Italian girls can go to school."

"Thank you, waiting for your good news." Bill raised his glass, and although he didn't believe the bartender, he still had to give face.

PS: Ask for a collection and ask for a recommended ticket for a monthly pass!