The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Although the weather has been sunny and windy since October, Zhao Chuanxin's mood is exactly the opposite, not beautiful.

But today was different. He was humming a tune all the way.

When passing Avenue A, Zhao Chuanxin also deliberately went to see Rebecca Levi's food truck.

Rebecca Levy is wearing an apron and has her hands full.

It was breakfast time, and it was hard not to be tempted by the hurried but hungry pedestrians after smelling the aroma and confirming the price.

The Chinese on Carnell Street run a food truck, and the drink they serve is coffee.

And Rebecca Levi inherited Zhao Chuanxian’s hot and sour tomato soup.

It's hard to tell the difference.

Because Rebecca Levi itself has a special characteristic-the attribute of Internet celebrity.

Her figure is so hot, and her personality makes men want to conquer her.

Just look at the queues. Most of them are men who look like giant geese standing in line to go out, stretching their necks left and right.

While they were queuing up, they were all looking at the busy busty figure.

Zhao Chuanxin took a glance and saw Abraham Cohen and Grenville Harper taking a group of people and looking at them from a distance.

In the queue of customers, Arthur Gompers was spotted again.

This boring piece of shit was actually well-fed, but he came to line up again after dinner in the morning, with ulterior motives.

Rebecca Levi has been busy these days, and she always finds time to look up and look around.

Then he lowered his head and continued working.

It was the same today. When I looked up, I saw a man riding a tall horse. His face was hidden under the brim of his hat. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, but he was riding a horse, and he was not afraid of wrinkles in his clothes.

That horse, that man's height and build, that lazy temperament... Rebecca Levi could recognize who it was at a glance even if she couldn't see the face.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and she wanted to say hello, but felt it was inappropriate.

The knife and spatula in his hand slid and the omelette was split into two.

The male customer in front of me said with a smile: "Madam, my egg is broken."

Rebecca Levi was flustered for some reason and apologized: "I'll fry you another one."

"Then you should fry two. Only two of them will be symmetrical and complete."

Rebecca Levi was absent-minded: "Oh, oh, okay..."

When the male customer saw this, he felt very disappointed and his heart was in a knot.

Maybe I didn’t lick it enough, so I’ll try harder tomorrow.

Rebecca Levi finished frying the eggs, and when she looked up again, she found that the man was gone.

The male customer handed over a ten-cent coin with the Statue of Liberty on the front and a cross and stars on the back.

Rebecca Levi lost her mind and threw it into the cash box.

Seeing this, the male customer laughed and pretended to be generous: "The rest is a tip..."

But Rebecca Levi showed no reaction.

Okay, that's great.

Next person!

…

Kang Youwei has been hiding in hiding these days.

He tried to get on the train to Canada, but failed because the train station was patrolled by police and they posted Kang Youwei's face everywhere.

He tried to take a ship, or go to Canada, or go to Europe, but he was scared back outside the dock.

With a yin and yang head, big braids, and two obscene rat whiskers, the original version of this portrait was painted by Zhao Chuanxin, and it focuses on realism.

The portraits were posted everywhere, and Kang Youwei could see them all. At this time, he felt cold all over his body, as if he was looking into a mirror in front of a piece of white paper.

Boy, he was having trouble getting around in New York.

He didn't even dare live in Chinatown.

Because that place was full of spies from Anliangtang.

The younger wife, He Zhan, looked pale: "Husband, is Anliangtang crazy? What benefit does Zhao Chuanxin give them, so desperate?"

Kang Youwei pretended to be calm and had a good temperament: "According to Yang Runchuan, Zhao Chuanxin gave Anliangtang a business called a dining car. At this time, Anliangtang and Zhao Chuanxin were working together. It was the time when Mili was mixing oil. .”

He Zhan asked anxiously: "Then what should we do?"

Overseas Chinese people gather together, and every day they come and go, they are familiar Chinese faces, which makes people feel that life is easier.

But now, they don't dare to go to Chinatown at all.

Kang Youwei was sweating secretly, but he suddenly straightened his back and pinched his beard: "I think Kang traveled around Europe and the United States all his life. He never skipped a boat or a carriage, read and thought deeply, developed the meaning of benevolence, and distinguished between China and foreign countries. , the way to save China. But now he is trapped in New York for a villain. Since Zhao Chuanxin is unkind and wants to kill me, then I am not a piece of meat on the chopping block. I still have a few relatives and friends, so I will Zhao Chuanxin Get to the bottom of it and let the U.S. government sanction him!"

There was struggle in He Zhan's eyes.

The newspaper said that my husband is a profit-seeking villain, but he is so impassioned. Which one is true?

She chewed her teeth and said, "Husband, New York Consul Yang Yuying once said that the United States is a paradise for capitalists. Especially in a place like New York with abundant resources and treasures, the voices of capitalists can be heard directly. It's okay, husband, find a way to contact Rockefeller and Morgan. Liu, let’s see if there’s anything we can do?”

Kang Youwei's eyes lit up.

Families such as the Rockefellers and Morgans are famous in the United States and are as wealthy as anyone in the country.

But Kang Nanhai is also quite wealthy.

You might as well give it a try.

…

Zhao Chuanxin actually hasn't left yet, he just found Abraham Cohen.

Abraham Cohen and Grenville Harper saw him and greeted him cordially.

Just when Grenville Harper wanted to introduce himself to the group of people, Zhao Chuanxin shook his head at him in a vague way, signaling to shut up.

Then pulled Abraham Cohen aside.

Abraham Cohen said: "Boss, the police from the First Precinct will go to our company on time every day to report on the progress. But unfortunately, the Chinese named Kang Youwei has never been found. The police said that they will strictly guard every corner of New York. Exit, this person must be captured.”

Zhao Chuanxin had almost forgotten about Kang Youwei.

My beard has grown a bit recently and it's a bit itchy.

He scratched his cheek: "The New York police are all loose Karami. They can't even catch people with such obvious features. But I provided photo-quality portraits."

Abraham Cohen shrugged.

Zhao Chuanxin's teeth were itching with hatred: "That old immortal owes me more money than Arthur's phone number. If we catch him and squeeze out the last bit of profit, we will be sorry for the poor people who were deceived and abducted by him!"

"..."

Being remembered by his boss, Abraham Cohen observed two seconds of silence for Kang Youwei.

He added: "The Rockefeller case was heard yesterday. Young Rockefeller appeared in court, but the case was evenly divided. There was no winner."

Zhao Chuanxin had no hope for this: "Okay, please pay more attention."

"By the way, boss, your apprentice called the company before."

"What are you doing?"

"He said he wanted you to invest his money. He wanted the money to generate compound interest. He said he knew you were planning something big."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "I know,"

This villain!

Abraham Cohen said with a shy face: "Boss, can I ask what you are doing? I also want to invest..."

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin's eldest apprentice looked stupid, but in fact he was a kid with hair that was smarter than a monkey.

When he talks about making money, there should be no lies.

Zhao Chuanxin got on his horse and lit a cigarette: "How much money do you have?"

"I..." Abraham Cohen thought that he didn't have much money, so he went to Xingxin Prison and gave one hundred to his cousin. "I'll find someone to chip in, and I can get up to a thousand yuan."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around: "Go back to Wall Street. There is an unlisted office at No. B555, 200 meters west of the New York Stock Exchange. I have been there these days. Deliver it before October 12th, otherwise It’s too late.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Grenville Harper came over and asked, "What did the boss say to you?"

Because he found Abraham Cohen beaming with excitement.

Abraham Cohen put away his complacency and said: "It's nothing. The boss said that our Xinghui Catering Company will be better and better in the future."

What he said is true. This will be the case in later generations. Once the brand is established and there is no other choice, in the future it will not be them recruiting franchisees, but the franchisees begging grandpa and grandma to come and send money.

Just as Grenville Harper was about to say something, Abraham Cohen said "Excuse me" and happily ran to the dining car.

He said to Rebecca Levy: "Rebecca, do you have any spare money now? The boss might make me a fortune,"

Rebecca Levi was stunned for a moment, just in time to send away a wave of customers in the morning. She wiped her hands on her apron: "Did the boss really say that? He just went to see you?"

Abraham Cohen felt something was wrong.

But I can’t tell.

He said: "The boss just left. Don't worry, the boss is a very smart person, and he always follows his words and everything he said has come true."

Rebecca Levy is making a little money these days.

It costs at least 10 cents for a person to come to the food truck.

For example, a sandwich costs 7 cents, plus a tip, or a bowl of hot and sour tomato soup to make up to 10 cents.

If you receive 10 customers, you will receive 1 yuan.

If you receive 100 customers a day and receive 10 yuan, after deducting the cost of 5 yuan and the carriage fee of 1 yuan, there will be 4 yuan left.

A monthly income of 120 yuan is roughly equivalent to 3,000 US dollars in later generations.

But that’s not how it works out. In the 21st century, $3,000 won’t cost you anything, because material things are too abundant, and people’s desires will rise accordingly.

At this time, people don’t need to change their mobile phones, buy luxurious clothes or skin care products, or have computers or other large tips. A worker earning $12 a week is enough to support his family, and a worker earning $18 a week can eat better.

So in New York at this time, Rebecca Levi is definitely considered a high-income person.

Moreover, she entertains more than 100 customers every day, and the per capita consumption may not stop at 10 cents.

She said: "With savings, I can come up with $50."

Abraham Cohen sticks a green onion in a pig's nose - pretending.

He said, "I can lend you another $50."

Rebecca Levi shook her head: "I only have 50 US dollars. I trust the boss, so just invest 50 US dollars."

Seeing that she did not accept his kindness, Abraham Cohen shook his head helplessly.

…

Zhao Chuanxin came to the office, lowered the brim of his hat and went upstairs as usual.

They are not the only company in this building.

The opposite side seemed to be under renovation. A worker was carrying a long wooden board and turned around with difficulty.

Because of the blind spot, when the worker turned around with the board on his shoulder, the board was about to poke Zhao Chuanxin in the face.

If you scratch it, won't it ruin your appearance?

Zhao Chuanxin leaned back, holding the smart gyroscope in his right hand and clasping it on his back.

Then he took an incredible rear axle position, with his legs bent at ninety degrees, and his thighs and upper body parallel to the ground.

Office workers from other companies were shocked to find through the window that the man outside not only leaned back exaggeratedly, but also miraculously stood up straight again, as if a jet system was installed on his back.

Even the lowered brim of the hat never fell down.

So they still couldn't see the man's face clearly.

So fucking amazing!

Shortly after Zhao Chuanxin walked into the office, Jesse Livermore also lowered his hat brim and came.

The same worker carried a few more boards upstairs and turned around.

Jesse Livermore was horrified when he saw the board pointed toward his face.

He didn't have the ability to do the rear axle maneuver, so he could only shake his head violently. Although he escaped, the top hat that was hiding his body flew out...