The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Upon seeing this, George Maher stood up, first nodded politely to Freddie Pavitt, then picked up his hat and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'll go back first. Recently, there was a group of gray men in Westchester County. The wolves are roaming around and killing many people's livestock, so I still have to keep vigil to protect the townspeople's meager property."

"etc."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and handed over a cloth bag: "Sergeant Maher served the country and the people and died with dedication. He can be regarded as a role model for our generation. This is a local specialty from my hometown. Take it back and try it."

George Maher heard about some souvenirs. He took it curiously and found that it was light and fluffy.

It's really insincere, no matter what's in it, it doesn't have much weight.

But he didn't dare to show it, smiled ingratiatingly, and walked out of the door with William Hope and the four of them.

A head emerged from the carriage at the door. It was Samuel Goldberg.

"Chief Maher."

George Maher laughed and said, "Mr. Goldberg, why are you here?"

In the United States, police officers like George Maher can show off their power in front of the people, but they must bow to bourgeois like Samuel Goldberg.

They not only represent wealth, but also represent connections.

"Chief Maher, why is Benjamin still hanging out with the niggers in Ethan Manor?"

George Maher frowned and bowed his head in displeasure, but it was not entirely true to say that he was afraid of Samuel Goldberg.

"Mr. Goldberg, Benjamin is still a child. After much thought, he has his own path to take in life. We shouldn't interfere too much."

"you……"

That's not what he said before.

"Okay, Mr. Goldberg, I still have official duties, so I won't accompany you."

After saying that, George Maher left quietly.

When they were submerged in the darkness, William Hope asked curiously: "George, open the bag and see what kind of souvenir it is."

George Maher didn't take it seriously, opened the bag, and looked inside with the dim light of the lantern.

Inside were bundled rolls of banknotes, with denominations of US$2 and US$1.

Most were bank notes issued by the National Bank of North America and the National Bank of New Amsterdam, with a few belonging to the Bank of Montana and the United States Bank of Commerce.

George Maher was shocked by this handiwork. By rough estimation, it was at least a hundred yuan.

He quickly tightened the bag.

William Hope had sharp eyes, but he had already seen it.

The two looked at each other.

Greed and hope can be seen in each other's eyes.

Ethan Zhao is a capable person!

On the carriage,

Rachel Kervis pinched Samuel Goldberg's arm and reminded: "My dear, we are now settled in North Tarrytown. With your shrewdness, you should not offend Sheriff Maher. "

"Hey, it's not because of Benjamin's evil son!"

In the restaurant, Zhao Chuanxin asked: "The couple are still in the manor?"

Freddy Pavitt murmured out the window: "On the carriage."

Zhao Chuanxin thought it was really troublesome.

He stood up and called the waiter to pay.

After thinking for a while, he dug out a copper five-cent coin from the deepest part of his pocket and slapped it on the dining table: "This is a tip, no need to change."

The waiter's mouth felt bitter.

I only paid 5 cents for 40 hamburgers?

However, she didn't dare to say anything.

This man is too fierce.

Later, when Freddy Pavitt saw the waiter's ugly face, he took out three silver quarters and handed them to her.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw him, he muttered, "You just have money, right? Why give me so much?"

Freddie Pavitt explained: "Waiters don't have a fixed salary, so they live on tips. If you are hungry and full, you should show kindness."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin really didn’t know this: “If you ask me, American capitalists are all vampires who exploit their employees.”

Freddy Pavitt smiled.

He said in his heart, Master, why are you not a capitalist?

After leaving the restaurant, Samuel Goldberg got off the carriage with a bad expression.

If Rachel Kervis hadn't pulled him from behind, he might have exploded on the spot.

"Hmph, Zhao, I need an explanation."

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "Look, Benjamin just ordered forty hamburgers. I spent so much money to help you feed your children, and I don't even have to explain."

"..."

Benjamin Goldberg emphasized: "Master, I have no idea, it's Marcus..."

"Hey, even though you have eaten a little too much, why would Master feel sorry for you?" Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him directly: "Does Master care about you who pay more than ten or twenty dollars per meal? Really, Who do you think Master is?"

Twenty bucks for a meal?

Samuel Goldberg froze.

He didn't even dare to eat like this.

Rachel Crovis couldn't help but touch her pocket. There was a beautiful pearl necklace there, with jade and round beads. Combined with Zhao Chuanxin's consumption, she was convinced that the necklace was worth a lot of money.

So, I couldn’t help but give Samuel Goldberg another hand to make him have a better attitude.

Samuel Goldberg had no choice but to take his anger out on Benjamin Goldberg and give him a hard look.

"No matter what, it's wrong to skip class, especially if you take Benjamin with you."

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while. He couldn't argue with the couple every time. How could he reasonably employ this child laborer once and for all?

On impulse, he blurted out: "Mr. Goldberg, let's do this. Your son is so good at eating, I'm afraid he will eat you up and go bankrupt. Why don't I help you raise your son from now on?"

Benjamin Goldberg was feeling uncomfortable. Just when he was about to argue, Zhao Chuanxin quickly pulled him away.

Freddy Pavitt watched Zhao Chuanxin and the child's little actions from behind, dumbfounded.

Why is the master acting like a child?

As for what?

Do you really think Benjamin Goldberg is a genius?

He is just a mentally disturbed little lunatic.

"Without any trouble, I can raise my own child." Samuel Goldberg said forcefully.

This is difficult.

When facing the parents of young employees, they cannot be beaten or scolded.

If it were someone else, Zhao Chuanxin would talk loudly, and if he didn't agree, he would just convince others with reason.

He said: "Mr. Goldberg, do you think that coming here will give you a headache for Benjamin?"

Samuel Goldberg hates to mention it.

But Rachel Kervis said: "Yes, Mr. Zhao, Benjamin's condition is very bad."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slyly and made nonsense: "That's right, I know a lot of psychologists, and I am also engaged in education, so I have a good understanding of children's mental health. Why don't you just leave him to me? In a few months, I promise to give you a normal and healthy child."

He once gave a speech at Peiyang University Hall and participated in sports games.

Then he can be considered a teacher anyway, um, yes, that's the case.

He can not only serve as a daily teacher, but also a physical education teacher.

Samuel Goldberg refused: "I will find a hospital for Benjamin."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "It's the prefrontal lobe removal trick again, right? Don't you know that after a person's frontal lobe is removed, he will become a fool?"

"Ah this..." Samuel Goldberg did go to the hospital to see patients who had their prefrontal lobes removed. Their emotions were extremely stable, but... their eyes were dull, and some even drooled.

The doctor told him this: When treating soldiers, there will always be sequelae of one kind or another. It is not surprising.

Could it be that removing the prefrontal lobe really makes you a fool?

Rachel Kervis' expression changed: "Samuel, I will never allow you to send Benjamin to that kind of hospital, not even for electric shock treatment."

The couple had a few arguments in full view of the public.

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted and said, "Let's do this. Let Benjamin live in the manor for a period of time, just half a month. If he doesn't make any improvement, then I will return your son to you with both hands."

In half a month, I should be able to design all the guns.

Rachel Kervis took the lead and said: "Mr. Zhao, do you promise?"

Samuel Goldberg looked at her speechlessly.

Zhao Chuanxin struck while the iron was hot: "It is necessary. I have accepted your young master as my disciple, and I am now his master! The silkworms will die when the spring silkworms die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up. Once a teacher, you will always be a father."

As he spoke, he quietly winked at Rachel Kervis.

This sounds somewhat ambiguous.

Rachel Kervis recalled the scene in the daytime when Zhao Chuanxin put a necklace on her. Then she looked at the tall Zhao Chuanxin. He couldn't say he was handsome, but he was very attractive and had good skin.

Inexplicably, goosebumps stood up on my skin, and my legs felt a little weak?

Just as Samuel Goldberg was about to say something, Rachel Kervis said, "Then it's settled, for half a month."

Sometimes money is credibility.

The luxurious and exquisite Ethan Manor was there, and she didn't think Zhao Chuanxin could abduct her son.

Instead of taking the risk of sending Benjamin Goldberg to the hospital for brain removal and electric shock, it would be better to use a dead horse as a living horse doctor and give it to Zhao Chuanxin to try.

Anyway, it’s only half a month, maybe a miracle will happen.

Seeing her relent, Zhao Chuanxin knew that the pearl necklace he gave during the day was not in vain, so he hurriedly carried Benjamin Goldberg to the carriage: "Boy, let's go quickly, your father will regret it soon."

Samuel Goldberg: “…”

He wanted to regret it now.

But Zhao Chuanxin immediately got into the car and slammed the car door: "Let's go!"

When the carriage really left, Samuel Goldberg stamped his feet: "Look what you have done? Is that our son? Are you so confident and let him take him away?"

"What are you afraid of? Ethan Manor is not far away. You miss Benjamin. You can visit him every morning and evening, as long as you have time."

Samuel Goldberg is actually very busy. He has to run to New York City on weekdays and is wasted on the road.

He walked home angrily, Rachel Kervis smiled, followed, and coaxed him away with a few words...

Back at the manor, Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch: "It's getting late. I'll ask Freddy to arrange a room for you to stay in. We will start making guns tomorrow."

Benjamin Goldberg asked: "Master, can I sleep with Marcus?"

"No, I can let Ganfan sleep with you."

"Who is Ganfan?"

"Gangfan, come here, you sleep with this child, he is afraid of the dark, you take care of him."

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

"I'm asking you to take a nap. It's either windy or rainy. You still recognize the bed? Do you recognize this shitty bed?"

"Woof woof woof..."