Rebirth 79: I opened a bank in the United States

"It's up to me to take care of this car. You can just sit in it. It's not that I look down on you, Carter, you are too young and not strong enough to control these wild horses!"

After laughing, Cui Fali got on the car, then patted the seat behind his butt to signal Carter to come up. As for the helmet, forget about it. At this time, there was no such thing as a 20 fine for riding a motorcycle without a helmet.

"Okay, then you have to ride slower, I don't want to die young!"

Looking at the size of a heavy-duty motorcycle like Harley and looking at his small arms, Carter reluctantly got on the back seat. He held Cui Fali's lower back and reminded him a little uneasily.

It's strange to say that when Carter drives, although he doesn't like racing, his speed is never slow. He almost always drives on the verge of speeding, but once he switches to a motorcycle...

Sorry, only 20 miles can make Carter feel safe. In his previous life, watching those heroic riders in short videos, Carter also had the idea of ​​buying a motorcycle and becoming a rider, but think about this motorcycle, what if something happens?

Afterwards, Carter immediately gave up the idea when he was thrown out.

"Hahaha, don't worry about my driving skills!"

Carter's reminder obviously had the opposite effect. Along with Trifali's laughter, the Harley began to roar. Then, like a catapult, the motorcycle suddenly jumped forward. After entering the main road, it swung flexibly left and right...

The car accident did not happen, but Carter, who was sitting in the back seat and swaying from side to side like seaweed blowing in the wind, almost turned pale with fright. More than once, he felt that he was going to die, but in the end, he could do it every time.

Cui Fali controlled the motorcycle to avoid it...

After struggling all the way to an auto repair shop just outside the city, Carter got out of the car with his legs and feet feeling a little weak. Looking at the situation in the repair shop...

There are two gantry trees in the factory, and there is a large open space in front of it. There are motorcycles parked on both sides of the open space, and there is no exception. They are all heavy motorcycles, and there are not many cars.

In addition, there were more than a dozen strong men dressed like Cui Fali and others, who were roasting meat around a blazing paint bucket. When they saw Cui Fali and himself arriving, they all turned their heads.

He stared at himself with a strange expression.

"What are you doing standing still? Didn't you see any guests coming? Danny, move a seat for Carter, Mombat, go to the kitchen to get food."

After parking his motorcycle, Cui Fali walked towards a few people in a swaggering manner. When he passed Carter, he slapped Carter on the back, then moved up, put his arms around Carter's shoulders, and continued to walk towards the crowd.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

A strong man accepted the order and went to the kitchen to get food. The others did not speak in a hurry and moved their positions silently to make room for Cui Fali and Carter to sit, while still looking at the two people.

"Come on, Carter. This is wine, this is cigarettes, they are all here. You can smoke if you want, drink if you want. Speaking of which, I, Danny, and Will over there, we are all your seniors.

They are all graduates of Almond. You are welcome to come to my place as a guest."

"Thank you, I can't drink much wine."

Looking down at the bottle handed over by Cui Fali, Carter secretly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was just cold beer. In his previous life, his drinking capacity was not very good, not to mention that he almost never touched alcohol in his original life.

Carter really couldn't bear to drink some high-strength wine for himself. Just as he finished speaking, Mombat came back, squatted in front of Carter, and placed the plate full of food on the small stool in front of Carter.

"Young people today probably eat less of these things, but they are the best when paired with barbecue beer!"

He raised the bottle and raised his head to see Cui Falali, who had swallowed half the bottle of beer. The blush on his face was even worse. After he burped with satisfaction, he motioned to Carter to try it. Mombat, who was greeted by Cui Fali, stood up again.

Cut off a piece of thigh meat from the suckling pig that was roasting on the half-empty paint bucket, picked up the piece of meat with the tip of the knife, and walked to Carter.

"Thank you. I really don't eat much of these things, but I still eat them, so I won't get used to them. Jenny is at home, and she will make them for us occasionally when she is bored. This is...arepa?"

The arepa in Carter's mouth is a type of corn tortilla. Corn tortilla is an absolute staple food in Central and South America. People often grind corn into corn flour and then bake it into a cake shape. It is wrapped with cheese, beans, onions, peppers and other scattered side dishes.

To eat, if the conditions are better, you can also wrap the barbecue in it and eat it.

This thing is similar to the Mexican chicken burrito in the previous life. However, the Mexican chicken taco that Carter ate in the previous life is no longer a tortilla. And the tortilla is also very interesting...

They are all corn tortillas, and they are called completely different in different countries. For example, the arepa in Carter's mouth is a common name for corn tortillas. The size and type of arepa are not fixed, but the characteristic is that the skin is thicker! Corn tortillas

, the further south you go, the thicker the skin is, and the further north you go, the thinner it becomes.

When we arrived in Mexico, the name of these things became "gorditas", and the thickness had changed from a pancake to something comparable to a dumpling wrapper. Carter felt good about eating this kind of thing occasionally. But the corn made by Jenny

Pancakes are usually made with some cheese and eaten with a stewed beef brisket. Carter has never tried the way of eating barbecue.

"Hahahaha, yes, it's arepa. I learned this recipe from a Colombian guy. I think it's great to eat it wrapped in meat. The key is that it's cheap and can fill you up!"

Cui Farley smiled heartily, stretched out his hand and gave Carter a thumbs up. He was obviously a little surprised that he actually knew about this thing, and he was not as repulsive as the young Americans today, and he felt a little close to it in his heart.

"Look at my repair shop, eighteen pot-bellied men have to be fed by me. Without this thing, I really can't feed them. Come on, drink!"

"Okay, cheers!"

Looking around, Carter raised his head and drank two large gulps of beer, cut a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth to swallow, then he said thoughtfully:

"Mr. Cuifali...you must know my purpose, right?"

Arriving for the appointment in advance, inviting him enthusiastically, and now complaining seemingly casually. Carter instantly realized that Trifali's situation might not be as good as he imagined. He was definitely not as tough as Carlos said.

His business is just this repair shop, and his employees, or direct subordinates, are actually person No. 17. The people who fought with O'Neil seemed to be part of his group, but in fact, those people were just here to help.

They are just people who usually play together. They are completely different from the black people who are directly led by O'Neil.

In other words, those people who usually sell leaves or do whatever they do will not pay Cui Fali any money and will not bring him any income. As a result, his income is actually very limited. To make matters worse, they come here

As a helper, if Cui Fali is injured, he will definitely have to pay for medical expenses. He has to pay for this money. If he doesn't pay, he will not be able to continue to work in the future.

His income is already limited, and if he bleeds like this a few more times...actually...his true strength is actually weaker than O'Neil?! He was so loud before, just to recover the losses as much as possible, and not to expose his own power.

weak?!

That's why after hearing that he might be able to bring compensation to them and bring them a way to make money, he became so interested. He didn't hesitate to lower his status and waited for the entire afternoon without any complaints.

Carter doesn't think these guys are good-tempered masters. If you try someone else, why don't you let them go? Do you still want them to wait for you? And you also try to build relationships from the very beginning...

From Mary, to Almond...

If we start to consider the problem based on the fact that Cui Fali has run out of gas, then everything that was unreasonable before will become reasonable!