America 1881: They Call Me Legend

If Sean was still worried about being tracked and ambushed when he first entered this 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 appeared in the sky and felt a little emotional.

Happiness is sometimes a gift.

One night after that bloody rainy night, he had chatted with Sean, beside the campfire, when Bird and Browning had fallen asleep.

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

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it, but having money is better than having no money."

"Have you ever thought about taking the money to go home and do something?"

"Home? I don't know where home is. I have been driven like an animal since I can remember, and I have been wandering. Although this country is big, there is no home for me."

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

"Why are you thinking about that? Survive first. The future is always worth looking forward to. Hey, boss, let me tell you, our heads are worth a lot of money now..."

Chen Jianqiu didn't even listen to what he said next. He was thoughtful:

"Home?"

…

"Hey Sean, how about we go have some fun tonight?"

Chen Jianqiu recovered from his memories and suddenly said to Sean.

"I think this journey has been too smooth. Let's keep a low profile." Feiniao 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 while pulling 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 nodded.

very nice.

The three of them strolled around and entered a tavern in the town.

It's not completely night yet, but the lights are already on in the tavern. In sharp contrast to the tranquility and peace during the day, the place is now bustling with activity.

This tavern has two floors and is probably the largest building in this town. The first floor is the tavern and the second floor is the guest room.

There were people dressed in various costumes in the tavern, including cowboys, fur merchants, lumber merchants, etc., as well as some unidentified women wandering among the crowd.

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

Montrose is located in west-central Colorado, on the corridor between two mountains. Businessmen, brokers, etc. come from north to south. They are engaged in different jobs, but many of them will not show up in the daytime.

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

"Boss, is there anything to eat?" The berry pie just now didn't fill Sean's stomach, so the three of them found a table and sat down.

The bartender seemed very busy and had little time to pay attention to them.

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

He found an unshaven man sitting in the corner of the bar.

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

He was sitting quietly at the moment, his arms leaning on the bar, and the wine glass in front of him was 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.

The eyes of almost everyone around the bar were attracted by this bill. Some of them even stopped what they were doing and looked sideways.

Except for that man, the night hadn't even started yet, but this man seemed to be already drunk.

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

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

"Bring three meals to my table, then come over for drinks on the hour, and book three rooms upstairs." Chen Jianqiu said.

"okay."

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

"I came here two days ago. If I have money, I come here to drink. I drink from morning to night every day. If I don't have money, I sleep on the bench outside the store." The bartender answered while taking the wine from the cabinet behind him, "That's right.

"Would you like some Irish whiskey? To be honest, most people here drink privately brewed wine. A noble person like you may not be used to it."

"Just the 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 ignored him because he knew the man had no money.

Seeing that no one responded after waiting for a while, the man slammed the cup on the bar.

There is no rule against evicting people in the pub, but this is not necessarily the case if there is trouble.

The bartender got a little angry and winked at the two strong men next to the bar, who were obviously thugs, and wanted to throw the man out.

But Chen Jianqiu waved his hand at him.

"Give that gentleman a bottle of whiskey. If you want a better one, I'll charge it to 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 gave it to you over there," the bartender said angrily.

The man didn't even raise his head, he just filled his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Jianqiu sat back at his table. After a while, the bartender came over with three plates of fragrant pies.

"Come and try our signature barbecue pizza, baked on a pure wood fire. Everyone who has tried it is full of praise."

Chen Jianqiu took a piece and put it into his mouth. As expected, the meat was tender and fragrant.

"Eat it while it's hot." He said to Asuka and Sean. This was probably the best thing he had eaten since time travel.

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

Chen Jianqiu picked up a 20-cent coin and threw it to him. The bartender beamed with joy. Most of the people coming and going in this town were rough people, and few people were so generous and tipped so neatly.

While eating, the three of them talked about their past experiences, as if they were not three fugitives with a huge reward on their heads now, but tourists here.

"bang"

People at the two tables next door got into a fight over something unknown, and the table was overturned. Seven or eight people started fighting each other.

The people who were approaching all moved away. Some of them walked to the stairs on the second floor, and some hid near the bar, not wanting to be involved in this chaotic scene.

The bartender was very calm. Fighting in the pub was very common. When the number of people was small, the two thugs on his side could solve the problem. If the number of people was large, the thugs would go back to call for people and wait for the group to fight.

Win or lose, just make compensation together.

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

Of course, another principle is that guns cannot be used in the tavern. Otherwise, the guns sold by the Browning family will make those who use guns understand what it means to be a soldier.

The group fight was very fierce, and soon there were two or three people lying on the ground.

One of the strong men's face was red, whether because of alcohol or the ongoing fighting sport. He punched his opponent down and wiped his face, intending to help his teammates.

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

But when he was halfway there, he was hit.

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