The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 542 I Suspect I Was Poisoned
Schultz looked at the black man in front of him who was wearing an ill-fitting gentleman's suit. He didn't even know where he had borrowed the suit from.

The three men from the other side traveled all the way from New Orleans just to buy more than six thousand dollars worth of weapons.

If it was before he met Chen Zhengwei, he might have just kept the money and told these black people to get lost.

But he now feels a little weird.

It seems to be sympathy.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Long gun or short gun? How many bullets do you need?"

"We need both rifles and pistols. Can you give us some bullets?" George said a little awkwardly.

Schultz leaned back in his chair and looked at the other person for a while, then signaled his men to fetch two types of guns, a revolver and a rifle.

"The boss has told me! It's made in San Francisco, with a six-round magazine, better than the Smith & Wesson! $4.5 a pop!"

"The Remington roller rifle is durable, easy to maintain, and can use different bullets! The market price is $13, I'll give you $10!"

When Chen Zhengwei first arrived in the United States, a Smith & Wesson revolver cost only $3.75.

Since the end of last year, states have been forming militias and purchasing large quantities of weapons, and gun prices have risen significantly.

Especially after the Winchester Company was bombed, the price of guns has increased significantly during this period.

Today, the Smith & Wesson costs $6, and the price of rifles has also increased a lot, almost double what it was two years ago.

"Five hundred revolvers and two hundred rifles! All brand new, with no wear or tear on the rifling. I'll exchange the rest for 10 rounds of ammunition, and give you an extra 2 rounds!"

"Looking at your condition, you can't take the goods back. I'll do you a favor and help you deliver the goods."

"Remember, this is because the boss is giving you benefits! You won't get such a good price next time!"

When the black men heard this, they all looked happy.

In fact, for them, being willing to sell guns to them is already a huge help, because those white people would never let them own weapons.

Moreover, they had already inquired about the prices of guns before coming, and these guns were indeed much cheaper than those on the market.

Besides, it also helped them a lot by delivering the goods to New Orleans.

With these guns, they can protect themselves and convince more black people.

"When can we get these guns?" Nathaniel asked with a happy face.

"Five days at most!"

When Nathaniel went to Schultz to buy a gun with the $6260 he had raised with great difficulty, a large number of wooden boxes were piled up at the train station in Ilion, where Remington's headquarters was located.

The workers at the train station are busy loading the wooden boxes into cargo boxes.

"How many are there?" A worker wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the wooden boxes piled on the platform.

Three cargo boxes have been filled this morning, but the number of wooden boxes does not seem to have decreased at all.

"It is said that there are 100,000 rifles! And tens of millions of bullets!" whispered a worker. His family worked at the Remington Arms Company, so he heard some of it.

In fact, Ilion is just a small town with less than 4000 people, of which Remington employees reached .

"So many? Are we going to fight a war?" another worker asked in surprise. No wonder so many goods have to be loaded onto the train.

You have to know that a wooden box can hold 20 rifles, so 5000 rifles means boxes.

Not to mention the tens of millions of rounds of ammunition.

"They said they would sell it abroad!" said the worker.

The others then realized.

……

"Why are you so absent-minded?" Lin Mingsheng looked at Lin Changning in the martial arts hall and asked.

"what's the matter?"

He had noticed that Lin Changning was always absent-minded these past two days. He originally didn't want to pay attention to him, but he had been like this for the past few days and the knife in his hand almost slipped out of his hand just now.

This worried him a little.

I don’t know if something happened.

Did something happen to Chen Zhengwei?

Lin Changning pulled the dagger off the wooden stake, put it back into the scabbard and sat back in the chair, frowning and thinking: "I suspect someone has poisoned me!"

“But I still can’t find a clue!”

Hearing this, Lin Mingsheng's face turned cold: "Tell me what happened."

"I've been feeling sick for the past few days. I've never felt sick before! I suspect someone poisoned me and then had them feed the food to the dog, but nothing was found."

"And except for me, no one else seems to be in trouble."

"I don't think the food was poisoned. I'll have someone check the bedroom thoroughly later!" Lin Changning said with murderous intent in his eyes.

If she knew who was involved, she would never let that person go!

Lin Mingsheng had a cold expression at first, but he became suspicious after hearing what happened next.

"Give me your wrist!" Lin Mingsheng put his fingers on Lin Changning's wrist.

With a serious look on his face, he reached out and scratched his long beard.

"Did you find anything?" Lin Changning looked at him and asked.

Lin Mingsheng said nothing, plucked several strands of his long beard, and after a moment said to Li Xiwen who was not far away: "Go and find Doctor Li from Ruchun Hall!"

"Is it serious?" Lin Changning became a little worried when he saw his father's behavior.

"Let's talk about it later!" Lin Mingsheng said.

More than 20 minutes later, an old man in his 50s came over empty-handed. He bowed as soon as he entered the yard: "Mr. Lin! Mrs. Chen!"

"I don't know what you want from me!"

"Doctor Li, please take her pulse!" Lin Mingsheng said seriously.

Doctor Li didn't say much after hearing this. He felt Lin Changning's pulse for a moment, then smiled, stood up, and bowed, saying, "Congratulations, Madam Chen, congratulations, Mr. Lin!"

"Mrs. Chen is pregnant!"

"It is so!" Lin Mingsheng nodded seriously, and continued to pull his beard, and then pulled it down. He was a good hand at treating injuries, but this happy pulse... he was really unsure.

Lin Changning was stunned.

"what do you mean?"

"Mrs. Chen is happy! She's pregnant!" Doctor Li's face was full of joy.

"But I've been feeling like vomiting lately..."

"This is exactly the reaction of being pregnant!" said Doctor Li.

"Congratulations, senior sister!" Li Xiwen immediately said with a smile, also looking happy.

Lin Changning's face gradually showed joy. She had recently been thinking that she was poisoned... After all, this was her reaction when she ate something wrong when she was a child.

I never thought about this.

Mainly, no one told her.

Lin Changning immediately took out a red envelope and gave it to Doctor Li, and asked him to prescribe some medicine.

After Doctor Li left, Li Xiwen said with a happy face: "I will send a telegram to my senior brother, he will definitely be happy!"

By the afternoon, the news that Lin Changning was pregnant spread.

At least these important figures under Chen Zhengwei received the news.

Rong Jiacai, Yan Qingyou and Ah Hu bought out all the precious medicinal herbs in Chinatown and delivered them directly to Lin Changning.

……

Chen Zhengwei looked at the telegram in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

"Congratulations, Brother Wei!" Ma Zai said happily on the side.

Chen Zhengwei read the telegram twice again. He was still a child, so how could he have a child?

I wasn't very happy, nor was I scared, just a little weird.

"Forget it, now I have it! It's just one more child!" Chen Zhengwei lit the telegram and threw it on the ground.

He stood up and stretched.

Things here are basically done, and considering the time, it's time for him to go back.

After returning, I will rest in San Francisco for half a month and then go to South America to explore the market.

But he has to meet someone later.

Mark Twain.

"Mr. Mark Twain, I hope you can write a novel in which Chinese people should have an important position! Many Americans have some misunderstandings about Chinese people, and I hope you can eliminate these misunderstandings!" Chen Zhengwei said, crossing his legs and looking at Mark Twain in front of him.

He took a stack of money from the henchman and threw it in front of Mark Twain.

“That’s twenty thousand dollars!”

"Write well and you'll get $20,000!"

"If you don't write well, you won't have to worry about money anymore!"

Mark Twain sighed. There were many people who wanted to commission him to write articles, but this was the first time he had met someone like Chen Zhengwei.

But he couldn't refuse.

In fact, Mark Twain lived in San Francisco and had a good impression of Chinese people.

However, he now has some opinions about Chen Zhengwei, but he dare not say it.

"I'll try my best! But writing a book requires more inspiration!" Mark Twain gave a warning first.

"I believe you. I only look at the results!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and said slowly.

"You are not the only one who can write a book, but you only have one life!"

“So, this matter is not important to me, but it is very important to you!”

"Of course, as long as you write well, you can walk around freely in the United States!"

"I'll do my best!" Mark Twain had no choice but to agree.

"I'll give you a year!"

……

"I want to go to San Francisco with you!" When Cecily heard that Chen Zhengwei was going back to San Francisco, she was reluctant to let him go.

She is now immersed in the sweetness of love and doesn't want to be separated for a moment.

"What are you going to do in San Francisco? I'm going to South America in a few days! And have you graduated from college? Have you finished writing the book?" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand casually. He needed to change women to find some freshness.

Cicely was as sticky as a sticky candy.

After hearing what Chen Zhengwei said, Cicely's mood quickly dropped.

"Will you come to the East again in the second half of the year?" Cecily couldn't help asking.

"I guess I'll be drifting on the sea in the second half of the year!" Chen Zhengwei said casually.

"Okay, then I'll come find you after I graduate next year!" Cicely decided to finish writing her book in the second half of the year and then publish it.

After graduation next year, I can go find Chen Zhengwei.

Two days later, Chen Zhengwei finally got rid of the sticky person and got on the train with a few people.

Chicago train station.

Great Poland waited on the platform with dozens of his men. As soon as the train stopped, they immediately rushed to a carriage.

Chen Zhengwei, wearing a black gentleman's suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, got off the train.

Although he has tried his best to keep a low profile and conceal his identity, it seems that he has achieved little success along the way.

"Boss!" Seeing Chen Zhengwei getting off the train, a group of people bowed slightly.

All the passengers in the train station looked over here.

　Today’s two chapters are finished, and Black Monkey is launched!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)