Red Dead Redemption Dawn

John chatted with Yin Sela in the backyard for more than an hour, during which Yin Sela explained some classifications of drinks to him in detail, which gave John, who had no knowledge of them, a general understanding.

And as time passed, the servant also came to greet the two to eat in the restaurant.

During this period, John found that Yin Sela was very drinkable, and the logic of speaking did not change a bit after drinking a small half bottle of red wine. The whole face only slightly improved, with a ruddy complexion.

During the meal, Alisa's son sat upright at the dining table, eating in a strict manner, and there were very few children messing around. It seemed that Alisa had educated her son well.

He naturally recognized John, the guy who gave him the little silver sword.

But John didn't speak to him, and he didn't open his mouth.

"John~ How old are you this year? Your appearance always makes me doubt your age. You look twenty-two or three-year-old, but the way you behave makes me think you are more than that." Alisa asked.

"27 years old~" John answered seriously.

When he created the character, he was 26 years old. He has been here for more than a year, and he is indeed 27 years old.

"Ah~ You are very young. What you do makes me think you are thirty." Alyssa joked.

"Madam, are you praising me for my stability? This makes me very happy to be approved by you, Madam." John responded while eating dinner.

"You are better than many people at your age, but I hope you will not be arrogant." Alisa ordered a few words.

"Hmm~ I will keep Madam's teaching in mind." John nodded tactfully.

"My father and grandpa have a banquet on the seventh of next month. I hope you can attend it. Do you have time?" Alisa asked calmly.

Faced with this question, John thought for a moment before saying, "I'm not sure, but I'll try to keep my appointment."

Alisa glanced at him and said, "Career is indeed important, but sometimes you can relax properly. When the time comes, you can inform me in advance and I will arrange it."

"Okay." John nodded.

After dinner, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and then he chatted with the two of them for a while, John confirmed that the time to return to Heishui Town was the morning after tomorrow, and then he said goodbye.

Back at the villas, John, who had nothing to do, went to bed and rested.

The next day, Nick went to see Diana with the collected drinks, and John, who was doing stretching exercises, received a report from the servant.

"Sir, there is a gentleman outside the door who wants to call on you. He says he is a friend of Mr. William's."

"Ah~ Please ask him to come to the living room and let him wait a while." John continued to do stretching exercises.

A few minutes later, John ordered his men to prepare some bootleg wine, changed his clothes, and walked out of the living room.

Then he saw a very temperamental old man in his fifties. This old man had a kind face, but he felt that this guy was reckless. He was accompanied by two bodyguards in their thirties.

When the old man saw John, he was stunned for a moment and then

"Ah~ Mr. Witkey, nice to meet you~ Please allow me to introduce myself~ My name is James Cummingson, and I am currently living in Van Horn Trading Port." James extended his hand politely.

"John Witkey~the bootlegger of Sundance City." John didn't shy away from his identity here.

"Mr. Witkey~ famous name~" James responded cheerfully.

During the conversation, John had invited him to sit down.

"I heard that Mr. Witkey is very young, but I didn't expect him to be so young. Seeing a talent like Mr. Witkey, I knew that our generation would be old after all. This is Mr. Witkey, a young man like you. Times, huh~" James exclaimed.

"Business that can't get on the table is not the right way after all~ But we don't discuss the legality of the business today," John missed the topic, and then said, "William and I have a good relationship, Mr. Cummingson, he told me you want My right to sell bootleg liquor in the north?"

"Yes, your product doesn't need my praise. Taste~purity and quality~ are all top choices~I think our cooperation can dominate the entire northern moonshine market." James said his grand plan.

"I'm fed up with the products of those small workshops, and my subordinates should also enjoy these high-end goods~ I think it's time for the whole north to improve their taste in drinks~hehe~" James is very talkative.

"Well~ I hope so too. I don't mind if Mr. Cummingsen wants to contract sales in the north, but I personally don't have too much manpower to take care of transportation and other work. I am only in charge of sales. I also hope that Mr. Cummingsen You have enough manpower and strength to earn money from northern drunkards." John said, and asked people to take out the drinks of their own products, a total of seven or eight kinds of bootleg wine, from left to right ~ prices from low to high.

"To be more practical, these are the products I sell in this city. You can try them all. I believe that with your drinking capacity, these drinks will not make you faint on the sofa." John invited Cummingsen tried to drink all these wines.

"Of course~" After James finished speaking, he picked up the small glass of wine in front of him and drank it.

Every time he drank a glass, John briefly introduced the name and characteristics of this wine.

After James finished drinking, John sat on the sofa and waited for him to speak.

"I like them so much. Each of these eight types of alcohol is 1,000 liters per month, and these four types add an extra two thousand." James gently pushed the four cheapest types of alcoholic beverages with his hand. (I didn’t use gallon, I’m afraid you may not be used to it, I’d better use liter for better understanding)

When John heard this number, he didn't frowned with joy because of the increase in goods, but frowned slightly and said, "Are you sure?"

"Of course~ but it's not a one-time payment~ but three times a month~" James said with a smile.

"Then how do you plan to sell it~" John asked his method.

"Mr. Witkey~ I need to use these four kinds of wine to develop the market. I have some contacts in the north. I think we can warm them up first." James said cheerfully.

"So?" John asked tentatively.

"Mr. Witkey, please give me a batch of these four kinds of wine first, so that those alcoholics in the north can enjoy themselves~" James said, pointing to the four kinds of bootleg wine with a lower price.

"If these drinks can be successful in a short period of time, the monthly demand is as much as I said~" James said after lighting a cigar and puffing out a puff of thick fog.

It's normal to order goods first, and with the demand James said, it's a big deal.

But neither side has started discussing the price of these moonshines because it is not yet appropriate.

John rubbed his chin for a moment, then said, "I am confident in my product, but the north is a new place after all, so this kind of attempt is understandable."

"I'll give you ten barrels of each of these four types of wine. After the sale is over, you only need to pay half of the price for the next pick-up. The remaining half will be paid for the next pick-up~" John thought for a while , the weight of a barrel is fifty liters, and ten barrels are five hundred liters.

For William's sake, he felt that this decision was quite friendly.

"Ah~hahaha~Naturally~Mr. Witkey, I think we can become close business partners, maybe I should also give my friend some rebates." James said.

"Mr. Witkey, I am also a very caring person. I rescued a couple who were robbed by robbers many years ago, but unfortunately they were both seriously injured and died by the robbers. They left behind a pair of very poor twins. At that time they The naive eyes were full of despair, helplessness, and pity~ so I took them in. Who made me still have pity for the pathetic people in my heart, I am not a completely righteous guy, but I also have enough bottom line."

"I knew they wouldn't last long in that environment, maybe a month, maybe a week~ so I raised them for eight years. During that time they grew up, learned a lot, and tried to help me deal with it over the years. Some business matters, not many, they are very qualified to manage one or two taverns or restaurants, or manage a manor to handle some trivial matters."

John sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette quietly~waiting for James' speech.

In his terms, he did enough research on himself before asking William to meet.

"Although I support them, it is impossible for me to treat them as close relatives due to work these years, but at least I have some affection. So ~ I think they should have a more suitable master, at least younger ~ stronger and More capable people will protect them~" James continued.

"Mr. Witkey, I take the liberty to bring them here~" James then signaled one of the bodyguards to go out and bring them in.

After waiting for three minutes, two twins with a height of 162~3 were brought in under the leadership of the security guard. According to John, they should be around sixteen or seventeen years old.

Brown-black hair, rare emerald green eyes, and rare delicate and fair skin. Moreover, the frame is small, and because of the well-supported figure, even wearing a floral dress can be seen a little bit, two rare beauties.

Seeing John looking at the two, James explained in a sophisticated way, "Don't get me wrong, Mr. Witkey, I just think it's a better choice for them to follow you. They are very good assistants~ whether it's handling some small businesses or manors Trivia. I told them that I brought them here today to meet their masters for the rest of their lives. I may never see them again in the future. Even if I meet, it will not involve anything. , very clean~”

John watched the two of them carefully while James was speaking.

He found that the slightly plump figure on the left was touched when James spoke. Then he took a few bold glances at John.

That look is full of curiosity? Nervous? Two minutes nervous? And amazing?

The person next to him didn't have too much emotion. He just glanced at John slightly when James interpreted it, but after just touching it, he lowered his eyes pitifully, but John saw it in her eyes. A touch of surprise~

Two different personalities~

"My elder sister is Aisha~ my younger sister is Ellie." James turned to the twins and said, "I haven't met Mr. Witkey yet. You must be obedient in the future, understand?"

Then the twins responded aloud, and then walked up to John and said in unison, "I met Mr. Witkey~"

John no longer looked at the two of them but looked at James and said, "I didn't want to accept them~"

"Ah~ It's okay, just pretend that I'm begging Mr. Witkey to let them stay here for a few days~Give them a job as a servant, and if it's not suitable, you can fire~This is their fate." James said still kindly, There is really some prayer in the tone~

Seeing the attitude of this fifty-year-old man~www.NovelMTL.com~, John said to the people around him, "Take them to the back kitchen to help~ Arrange a dormitory for them~"

"Yes~sir~" the person around gestured to the twins.

And the twins followed the servant silently like a back kitchen.

"I don't know Mr. Cummingson, do you have your own merchant ship~" John asked.

"Naturally~ I started my business as a maritime merchant (smuggling)." James said with a smile on his face after seeing John accepting the two.

"Okay~ Then, Mr. Cummingson, get the merchant ship ready at the pier first. Three days later, my people will notify you to receive the bootleg alcohol." John also said with a smile.

"Okay~ Thank you, Mr. Witkey." Cammingson stood up happily and extended his hand to John.

"Happy cooperation~" John smiled and shook his slightly rough hand.