America 1881: They Call Me Legend

"We have to go south, and then follow the Rocky Mountains directly into New Mexico. We went north instead." Holmes pointed to the map spread out on the table and gestured with his hand.

This map is much clearer than the one found in Edward's Army Camp before, and Holmes also added and modified it to a certain extent based on his own experience.

"Okay, let's go back to Montrose on the way." Chen Jianqiu nodded, clapped his hands, and told everyone, "Mrs. Romney and Feiniao, please go buy some supplies. The others pack their luggage, and we are ready to go."

Not long after, the team headed for Montrose started on the road, and Danny looked back at the house where he had stayed for more than ten years.

"Oh, after more than ten years of stability, I still have to wander again." Danny was a little reluctant to leave.

"Why are you so grown up?" Teresa, who was driving the carriage, was a little dissatisfied with her husband's sadness.

"You will have a new home." Chen Jianqiu bent down and fed Black Radish an oatmeal cake, "Together with your son."

There was an extra carriage driven by Teresa in their team, which contained a lot of things, including daily necessities, tents, and even fishing rods. But most of them were the guns they got from the farm earlier, and the ones they later got from the farm.

Treasures found in two ruins.

Chen Jianqiu played with a golden pocket watch. The workmanship of the pocket watch was extremely exquisite, and the outer shell was covered with fine hand-carved inscriptions. It was clearly made by a famous artist.

He drove the black radish to the side of the carriage and took a look at the bottles and jars inside the carriage that were either gold or silver.

He planned to go to Browning and the old Jewish man to exchange for something new.

Anyway, Montrose was on their way south.

They walked leisurely from Pitkin to Montrose. They walked along the main road in an open manner. At the state capital in Denver, they were busy for a while just with the cavalry business.

The corn is hovering in the air. If there is any disturbance nearby, Chen Jianqiu will know it immediately.

Hanif, who had received the money, was the most reliable. He and Donnie were wandering near the motorcade and met a familiar bounty hunter. It was not certain who was fooling the other.

Speaking of bounty hunters, Chen Jianqiu suddenly thought of the woman in red. Fortunately, he had corn, otherwise he would always have to worry about someone sniping at his head.

Along the way, Chen Jianqiu couldn't help but sigh, finally living a human life.

Teresa not only has superb medical skills, but also has excellent cooking skills. She can cook delicious food with any ingredients brought to her by the birds.

The spices she has used include but are not limited to rosemary, oregano, thyme, wild onions, and cooking techniques include roasting, frying, boiling, etc. She also asked Chen Jianqiu, a half-time cook, about Eastern cooking methods.

Until one day, Chen Jianqiu was sitting by the campfire, holding a bowl of pheasant soup and "crying".

This is the taste of hometown!

More than a week later, in the evening, the motorcade appeared at the entrance to Montrose.

Chen Jianqiu saw again the young man sitting in a daze on the fence at the entrance of the town, Browning's buddy, Jerry.

"Hey, Jerry, why are you here? Isn't the store busy?" Chen Jianqiu drove his horse past Jerry.

"Hi! Chen!" When Jerry saw Chen Jianqiu, he immediately ran up to him and said to him mysteriously: "I'm waiting for a batch of goods that are urgently needed in the store."

"Have you restocked the goods again? The last one has been sold out?" Chen Jianqiu was a little confused.

"Well, let me take you to see the boss first," Jerry changed the subject and turned back to lead his horse.

The town didn't seem to have changed much from before he left.

However, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and they all looked in a hurry. Before nightfall, most of the houses had closed their doors, and the residents were rushing home.

No one recognized Chen Jianqiu and the others along the way, and they arrived at the gate of Browning Gun Shop.

Browning was dealing with something in the studio when he heard the noise outside the shop and rushed out immediately.

"Did the stuff arrive?" He walked to the door and looked up to see Chen Jianqiu and others walking in.

"Aha! My friends, it turns out to be you." Browning was overjoyed and immediately gave Chen Jianqiu a big hug.

He doesn't care about bullshit bounty lists. He sells guns, and anyone who can buy his guns is a good friend.

Not long ago, several Chinese people bought a bunch of guns and ammunition from him with notes, claiming that they were loyal to Chen Jianqiu.

Even if these people buy guns and go to fight in the federal army, it has nothing to do with him. It is better to start fighting instead of fighting. Who will buy his guns?

"What are you going to buy now?" Browning never asked about specific matters and just talked about business.

"Have all the guns of my people been sent to you? Do you still owe money?" Chen Jianqiu did not answer his question directly.

"Oh, our carriage went with them. Money and goods are cleared." Browning handed a note to Chen Jianqiu, which showed Zhang Danian's current address.

"I brought you some Remington 1858s. You can trade three of them for the latest Colt. Isn't it a loss for you?" Chen Jianqiu pointed to the guns he got from Clark at the back of the carriage.

Browning was a little dumbfounded as to what he wanted these junks from the Civil War to do, but he said nothing and directly directed Jerry to unload the guns from the car into the backyard.

"Send these to the previous village together with the spring fields in the car, and add some bullets. I will pay you the freight."

"Maintain and upgrade our guns, give me two Colt 1873 revolvers, and a holster..." Chen Jianqiu said, while Browning recorded on the paper and nodded.

"By the way, can you get a cannon? The most advanced kind," Chen Jianqiu suddenly came closer and asked Browning quietly.

Browning was startled, and the question "What do you want a gun for?" was forced back from his mouth.

He shook his head, but then added: "If you really want it, I can find a way later."

Chen Jianqiu nodded with satisfaction.

The sound of horses was heard outside the door, and a cargo carriage stopped at the door of the gun shop.

Browning took out a box from the carriage and motioned to the coachman to park the carriage behind the gun shop.

He walked through the door with the box in hand and came to the front of the counter.

Browning opened the box and took out a silver bullet.

"Does it look like a silver-plated bullet?" He handed the bullet to Chen Jianqiu.

"Silver-plated bullets? Do you also need to prepare holy water bottles or garlic heads?" Chen Jianqiu looked confused.

"Alas, the town has been haunted again recently. The mayor asked me to prepare some silver-plated bullets." Browning sighed, "But this one is galvanized."

Chen Jianqiu thought there was no mayor in Montrose, which made him even more curious: "If you encounter that thing, your galvanized bullets are not effective. Galvanized bullets are sold as silver-plated ones. Are you not afraid of the mayor looking for you?

Do you want to settle accounts?"

"There are no ghosts. If ghosts are as powerful as the legends say, what do we, the gun sellers, need to do?" Browning seemed to be the simplest materialist at heart, which was seriously inconsistent with his identity as a Mormon.

"By the way, if you want it, I'll give it to you at the price of galvanizing." Browning asked Chen Jianqiu.

"don't want!"

Chen Jianqiu shook his head. After all, in some recent rumors, both he and Heiluobo were classified as devils.

Devils should be more powerful than ghosts.