He's in the west, he's a cowboy

Two days passed quickly. Zhou Zheng also took Charles to get his new bow and arrows and the gun he was going to give to Arthur. This surprised him. He really didn't expect that Zhou Zheng would specially customize one for him. After all, This thing is not cheap.

The black bow body is paired with a snake outlined in dark gold stripes. The snake has feathers on its body. Scott explained that this is a god worshiped by the Indians, called Quetzalcoatl. Charles naturally understands, and his face is shining. Look at this bow.

Such a bow can be called a work of art. Zhou Zheng felt that Charles wanted to offer this thing up...

Soon it was time for the banquet. A servant came to the two of them, told them that the banquet was about to begin, and asked them if they needed to change into their clothes.

Thinking that it would be better to be more formal when attending such a banquet for the first time, Zhou Zheng readily agreed.

The servant took the two of them to a gorgeous room, opened the door, and saw a variety of clothes densely packed inside. There was also a tailor waiting inside. When he saw the two of them, he smiled and saluted: "Two Gentleman, I am Alfred Martin. It will be up to me to choose suitable clothes for you two."

This name was too powerful, and Zhou Zheng couldn't help but think of the famous Butler Man, and looked at it curiously.

Alfred looked at their figures, then took out a measuring tape to measure up and down, and asked, "What kind of dresses do you two like on weekdays?"

What kind of dresses did the two of them wear? Charles spread his hands and looked at Zhou Zheng, asking Zhou Zheng to solve the problem. Zhou Zheng cleared his throat and said, "Just help us choose two simple and convenient clothes that don't need too many decorations. "

"Of course, your needs will be perfectly solved. Please sit down for a while." Alfred turned around and rummaged through a pile of clothes.

Zhou Zheng and Charles were sitting on chairs, watching Alfred take out a piece of clothing and look at it carefully. After a while, Alfred hung two sets of clothes on the hangers and introduced them to them. .

"Mr. Zhou has a well-proportioned figure and a strong sense of strength. This slim-fitting dress is just right." Zhou Zheng was not picky and put on his clothes directly. After he came out, he looked at them in front of the mirror. It was quite suitable. The simple suit was white. Paired with a red tie, the shirt looks a bit like a modern elite.

Alfred chose a looser dress for Charles, a long tuxedo with a vest, and a pair of loose trousers, which looked decent.

After the two changed clothes, a hairstylist came and trimmed their hair.

Then another makeup artist came, so forget it. The two of them shook their heads and refused.

After the two of them packed up, Sadie and Alice walked in and couldn't help laughing when they saw their neatly dressed clothes.

Zhou Zheng and Zhou Zheng also laughed when they saw Sadie's awkward look. They were both wearing fluffy formal dresses with wide skirts and lace edges. Their huge hats made Sadie very uncomfortable.

"Hell, this is the first time I've worn such troublesome clothes." Sadie couldn't help complaining: "How do those rich people get used to such clothes? I can't even walk a little faster, otherwise the clothes on my body Things just kept falling.”

"Sister Sadie, just this time, please bear with it a little bit." Alice said as she walked up to Charles and helped Charles put his clothes in order: "That's it."

"By the way, where are Wei Xin and Jilan?" These two guys have been quite elusive these days, and they don't know what they are doing.

"They have nothing to do these days and are shopping everywhere. These two guys who have never seen the world wander around the streets every day and buy some useless things." Sadie complained weakly.

"Pots and shovels for cooking, brushes for brushing horses, razors for shaving sheep, hammers and nails, and other things. It's almost filling a big cart. I feel like they can't wait to get it." Went to the Drooping Dog Ranch to graze.”

"Hahaha, that's good. At least our ranch will have no shortage of people who want to work in the future." Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

A few people were chatting first, and the dinner was about to start. Through the window, you could already see a lot of people gathered in the front yard. It seemed that the scene was quite big this time.

"Let's go, let's go and see what a banquet in the upper class is like." Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

Seeing Zhou Zheng and others arriving, several servants hurriedly stepped forward to stop them: "Sir, weapons are not allowed at the banquet here. If you have any, please put them aside and we will keep them for you."

This was a legitimate request. Zhou Zheng didn't think too much and took out the exquisite lucky charm from his waist: "Keep it well and clean the gun for me by the way."

Charles also handed over the dog-leg knife at his waist. Zhou Zheng looked at Charles and saw him blinking, knowing that this guy still had some in stock.

But that doesn't matter. What's the danger in attending a party?

Around the huge fountain in the courtyard, tables were placed neatly, with all kinds of food and wine on them. Some people in gorgeous clothes were already chatting in twos and threes.

When the four people walked into the venue, it caused quite a commotion. After all, it was really difficult to see yellow people in this so-called upper-class banquet, let alone black people.

Some people were talking quietly to their friends around them, while looking at the two of them sideways, as if they were discussing how such a person could appear at Mr. Congressman's banquet.

Zhou Zheng and Charles didn't take it seriously. It's not surprising that they have seen such things too often. From being indignant at the beginning, to becoming accustomed to it later, who dares to say this in front of Zhou Zheng now? Don't blame him for blowing out his teeth. .

The world is like this, the strong make the rules.

When Isabella saw Zhou Zheng walking in, she hurriedly said something to the female companion beside her. The female companion glanced at Zhou Zheng curiously, with an incredible expression on her face.

Isabella walked up to Zhou Zheng holding up her skirt and said happily: "You are finally here."

Upon seeing this, the other people walked away silently, leaving space for the two of them. Zhou Zheng looked at the backs of several damaged friends and said with a smile: "It seems that I am not late."

Isabella covered her mouth and chuckled: "Of course, the party has not officially started yet. By the way, your clothes today suit you very well."

Zhou Zheng looked down at his own attire and smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I'm really not used to dressing up like this. It's a bit too...restrictive."

Indeed, suits are never comfortable. Although Zhou Zheng's body looks a little thin, he is indeed the kind of person who can take off his clothes and have some muscles. His strong muscles are restrained by the tight suit, which makes Zhou Zheng a little afraid to move too much. , I was afraid that my clothes would burst with just a little exertion.

Isabella helped Zhou Zheng straighten his slightly crooked tie and said with a smile: "You are about to have your own ranch. My father used to attend banquets with the ranchers. Such occasions will be indispensable in the future."

"Isn't it the rancher's job to catch lazy employees on the ranch? Why go to the banquet to catch thieves who steal hearts?" Zhou Zheng said jokingly.

"Of course, this is also one of the rancher's responsibilities." Isabella looked at Zhou Zheng deeply, and then said: "Let's go, my father is in front, we have to say hello."