Zhao Chuanxin saw her waving outside and couldn't squeeze in.

He took out a long piece of bamboo embryo from the secret realm, wrapped two sandwiches on it, held the tail with one hand and handed it out.

With a long bamboo embryo and a heavy object on his head, Zhao Chuanxin held his tail with only one hand, his forearm muscles bulged, and his hand was as strong as a rock.

Rachel Kervis was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Chuanxin is lazy, scoundrel, and a bit perverted.

But at the same time, he is strong, responsible, and full of masculine aura like a lion.

"Go on, why are you trying to exhaust me to death?" Zhao Chuanxin reminded.

"Oh, okay."

After she took it, she didn't leave in a hurry. She ate while looking at Zhao Chuanxin who was busy with Benjamin Goldberg.

The two masters and apprentices cooperated tacitly. At first, Zhao Chuanxin cooked and delivered the meals, and Benjamin Goldberg only took the money.

Later, when Zhao Chuanxin was too busy, Benjamin Goldberg took over the work of catering and collecting money, and he was making money in full swing.

When she heard that Zhao Chuanxin was going out to sell food, she, like George Maher, felt that Zhao Chuanxin was playing a trick.

But now it seems that this is more than just playing.

This man is really amazing, Yun Wen Yun Wu, will never be seen through.

Even though there were a lot of crayfish when they arrived, there was very little shrimp meat that could be used for stuffing after peeling out the lobster tails.

Not long after, Zhao Chuanxin consumed all the ingredients.

He had to shout: "Okay, it's sold short, it's sold short, everyone should go back."

"Shet, I've been waiting in line for ten minutes, and you're going to tell me this?"

"Man, go back quickly and prepare some more."

"Yes, the harvest festival won't end until night."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about that. He took out a rag and wiped the dining table and operating table, and then closed the car window with a bang.

Get into the driver's seat: "If a good dog doesn't block the road, give way!"

A car of pure dust.

Leaving behind countless cursing diners.

Benjamin Goldberg opened the front window and said excitedly: "Master, the total here is 12 US dollars and 28 cents. We have only been selling for more than two hours. If we sell all day long, wouldn't our monthly income be up to

Thousand yuan?"

"Stop dreaming, today is the harvest festival, how can there usually be so many people?"

Benjamin Goldberg seems to have been poured cold water on his head.

Zhao Chuanxin parked the car in front of the shoe store in the town.

After entering the door, he asked: "Boss, it's me. Are my boots ready?"

The boss, wearing reading glasses, raised his head and said, "Oh, it's you, it's been done a long time ago. I almost thought you didn't want it."

Zhao Chuanxin took the boots and looked at them repeatedly. The workmanship was very meticulous and they were sewn with Goodyear craftsmanship.

The rubber soles are very thick, and there is a war-scarred leather cushion in the middle.

The only drawback is that the sole is flat and the grip is not particularly strong.

Zhao Chuanxin used his index finger to mark the thickness, and when he felt it was thick enough, he took out an elf carving knife and carved a universal tire pattern on the sole.

The owner of the shoe store stared wide-eyed: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "Look at this pattern, each direction has its own pattern, which ensures grip and you won't fall no matter how you change directions. It's like a car tire. Deep patterns can also make the water flow faster.

If it is drained, it will not slip on rainy days."

I blanch it, and the shoe store owner blinks: "Let me see again."

Zhao Chuanxin put away his shoes: "Why?"

The shoe store owner said anxiously: "At worst, I won't charge you for the shoes."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Let's do this. Give my apprentice a pair of shoes and one of my servants a pair of shoes, and I will teach you."

The boss gritted his teeth: "Okay!"

Zhao Chuanxin took out the paper and drew the lines on it.

Then he chose a pair of shoes for Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah respectively, and told the shoe store owner: "The carriage is at the door. You can help watch it. We will go to the harvest festival and come back as soon as we go."

"No problem."

Zhao Chuan sent Benjamin Goldberg and Shi Shiran to leave.

The shoe store owner looked at the drawings with satisfaction: "Haha, I'm going to apply for a patent. Isn't this much more valuable than three pairs of shoes?"

After leaving the house, Benjamin Goldberg said: "Master, we can apply for a patent."

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled, lifted the shoe, and re-engraved it with an elf carving knife. The original circular lines became tapered. And the size of each line became irregular. The middle part was a U-shaped row.

Sink.

"This is the sole pattern worthy of patenting. If you give him that pattern, it is considered a first-generation pattern. Mine is the fifth generation. Whether it is drainage or anti-slip, it is far inferior to this pair. If we apply for patents at the same time, his pattern will directly

Eliminated."

Benjamin Goldberg: "..."

Master is so cunning!

In the square in the center of the town, plump ears of wheat and colorful ribbons are hung everywhere.

A group of cellists and violinists were playing to warm up the scene, and some men, women, and children were already jumping around.

Zhao Chuanxin saw Rachel Kravis and Samuel Goldberg.

He was stunned: "Your father didn't go to Wall Street today?"

"He was invited by the mayor, so he took a day off."

Zhao Chuanxin went to meet Samuel Goldberg.

"Samuel."

Samuel Goldberg smiled and nodded: "Ethan."

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "How is your career?"

"It's booming." Samuel Goldberg said proudly. "Although the big market is down, I'm doing okay."

In the 19th century when the bourgeoisie was engaged in conquest, the middle classes all over the world were very confident in their civilization and their methods.

But it was not until the end of the 19th century that their material life could be called comfortable.

For example, France has coined a word - bourgeois food.

To show their generous life.

Samuel Goldberg lived a small life, with a loving wife by his side, a son who was not too worried, his home was gorgeously decorated, all kinds of fabrics on his body were exquisite, and he was accompanied by a car when he came and went, which made him very conceited.

"..." If given the chance, Zhao Chuanxin would not leave a complete corpse to Wall Street. "Since the big market is in recession, we must not act too hastily."

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"Ethan, when it comes to bankers, you are an outsider and cannot look at things superficially. There are often huge opportunities in crises..."

It’s hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words.

Zhao Chuanxin just shut up.

Even if he had not participated, the financial crisis of 1907 would have been devastating enough to destroy many businesses and bankrupt many middle-class people.

What's more, Zhao Chuanxin is adding fuel to the fire.

Rachel Kervis said: "It's my turn, I'm going to get ready. By the way, Ethan, I didn't find anyone to play the drums for me, can you help?"

"This..." Zhao Chuanxin never played the drum.

"Do me a favor." Rachel Kravis showed a pitiful expression.

Samuel Goldberg also said: "Ethan, please help her, she values ​​this performance very much and can help our family integrate into North Tarrytown."

Zhao Chuanxin bit the bullet and said, "Okay then."

There was still some time, so Rachel Kervis took Zhao Chuanxin to a secluded area for a brief rehearsal.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I think this song is better sung in the evening."

"Really?" Rachel Kervis thought for a moment: "I can go and talk to the mayor."

She began to sing quietly, thanks to Li Shutong who had given Zhao Chuanxin some knowledge about music.

This is a traditional Irish drum. The round drum is covered with leather and can be struck by hand.

It took him three times to try to find the beat.
To be continued...