America 1881: Legend of the West

"Important person? That's your 'important person', not mine." Chen Jianqiu had already finished the burrito.

Honestly, the nachos and veggies were crunchy and the meat sauce was delicious, if a bit spicy.

"Sorry, I have more important things." Chen Jianqiu wiped his hands, stood up and prepared to leave.

He has been away from the mine for more than a week. The return trip will be faster, probably two or three days.

Adam, Geronimo and the others should be almost ready.

"Five hundred! Five hundred dollars!"

The richest young man in New York cannot afford to lose his reputation. Astor slapped Chen Jianqiu in the face: "I will give you an appearance fee of five hundred US dollars."

Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment: "Where is the dance tonight?"

Astor breathed a sigh of relief.

Early this morning, he went to visit the big shot his father had entrusted to tell him the news of his rescue. Who knew that the man had developed a strong interest in Chen Jianqiu and could he call him to meet him.

Astor agreed without thinking.

If Chen Jianqiu really doesn't go, where will he and the Astor family lose their face?

"It's very close to the original Chamber of Commerce, in the west of the city, Mr. McCall's mansion." Astor handed him a card.

This is an invitation with a detailed address written on it.

"I will wait for you there in the evening. Why don't you go to Mr. Hunter's clothing store to pick up a set of clothes first? Just put the money in my account. I told him." Astor said Then he boarded his carriage.

He also had to prepare.

Chen Jianqiu returned to the hotel first. He picked up a brush and bucket and cleaned up the black radish. He had never left this kind of thing to anyone else because he didn't want to wait for the hotel clerk to come to him with a bruised and swollen face. Medical expenses.

After settling the black radish, Chen Jianqiu himself took a nice bath, cut his hair, and shaved his face.

Water is a scarce resource in New Mexico, and those who can afford a bath must be the rich.

Therefore, the hotel owner has been trying his best to hint to him about special services.

But Chen Jianqiu glanced at the "nightingales" of different heights and fatness standing in a row in the hotel corridor, and decisively refused.

He even felt that he was at a loss if these women saw their naked bodies.

After bathing, it’s time to change clothes.

Mr. Hunter's clothing store is also not far from the Chamber of Commerce. It is easily identifiable because there is a dummy wearing a dress standing outside the store.

The owner of the store doesn't seem to care about the sandstorms all over Santa Fe at all. This marketing method that is beyond the times has brought huge traffic to his store.

Chen Jianqiu walked into the store.

The store has two floors. There are all kinds of clothes on the racks on the first floor, from daily overalls to jeans to women's long skirts. The styles are very popular and the prices are very friendly.

The store was crowded with people of different skin colors. The clerk was busy greeting people, but Chen Jianqiu was not seen for a while.

"Is Mr. Hunter here?" Chen Jianqiu stood at the door and called.

"I'm here!" A little old man with a tape measure hanging around his neck appeared at the stairs on the second floor and waved to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu walked over.

"Mr. Astor has already given instructions, saying that a Chinese will come to pick up the clothes. Please come with me."

Mr. Hunter took Chen Jianqiu to the second floor.

The second floor is much quieter. The walls are surrounded by display cabinets. Various styles of dresses are displayed on the hangers in the cabinets, and they all look valuable.

In addition to dresses, there are also various beautifully crafted eye masks or masks, as well as other accessories such as bow ties.

"I'll take your measurements now." Mr. Hunter took off the tape measure hanging around his neck and measured Chen Jianqiu's shoulder width and chest circumference.

"Is it still too late to measure?" Chen Jianqiu opened his arms and let the little old man's measuring tape go around his chest.

"No, no, sir, it's definitely too late to make it now, but I have a few ready-made ones here, just make some changes."

The little old man measured quickly and praised: "Sir, I really don't mean to compliment you. You have a great figure, well-proportioned and strong."

"Are everyone downstairs picking out Halloween clothes?" Chen Jianqiu changed the topic.

"Oh, most of them are not. Most people here will choose to sew their own clothes, and some rich people will also ask me to customize them. There are so many people down here today, and many of them are here to pick out masks."

"I thought everyone would be wearing all kinds of weird costumes at the dance."

"No, no, no, that's a trick played by children. The dance held at Mr. McCall's house tonight is actually just a social drinking party. It's just that at the end of the dance, everyone will put on masks to add to the show. Festive atmosphere.”

Mr. Hunter finished taking the measurements, walked into the back room, and started looking for samples of finished clothes.

"Sir, what color do you like?" His voice came from the back room.

"Um, it's dark red."

Chen Jianqiu answered while starting to visit Mr. Hunter’s “collection”.

A wooden half-face mask caught his eye.

He took the mask off the shelf and held it in his hand, looking at it.

This Indian-style mask looks a bit weird, even a bit ferocious, like some kind of evil god.

"What do you think of this?" Mr. Hunter walked out of the back room, holding a dark red dress in his hand and showing it to Chen Jianqiu.

"Okay." Chen Jianqiu glanced at it, "By the way, where did this mask come from?"

"Oh, a local Indian sold this to me. He said it was the God of Darkness. Oh, I don't understand. Just take it if you want it." Mr. Hunter shook his head and walked into the back room again.

He didn't quite understand this young man's aesthetics. This mask was ugly and fierce, and no one cared about it this year. He really didn't know what it was good about.

It didn't take long for Chen Jianqiu's dress to be changed, and Mr. Hunter put it on for him in front of the mirror, matching it with a bow tie and hat.

The clothes fit him very well, and the craftsmanship of the old tailor is really impressive. Chen Jianqiu in the mirror has an outstanding temperament.

"This is your cane." Mr. Hunter produced an exquisite oak cane from nowhere.

Why can Americans imitate Europeans and use this crap?

"Thank you, no need." Chen Jianqiu straightened his tie in the mirror, "How do I pay?"

"Mr. Astor has paid," said Mr. Hunter humbly.

"Including this cane?" Chen Jianqiu's eyes lit up.

"Yes, sir."

"Is it okay to change into clothes from the first floor?"

"..."

Ten minutes later, Chen Jianqiu, wearing an "upper class" suit, walked out of the door of the clothing store, attracting the attention of the surrounding pedestrians, especially some girls.

A bit handsome indeed.

Chen Jianqiu walked to Heiluobo and stuffed a set of overalls and shirt into the saddle bag.

He looked up at the darkening sky.

It's almost time to go to the appointment.

He got on his horse and slowly walked towards Mr. McCall's mansion.

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