The night was pulled up by the God of Dark Night, and the stars were twinkling.

The whale oil lamps are lit on the main road in New Haven, like bean fires.

Doug, who had just walked out of the bank gate, suddenly heard, "Sir!"

The young shoe shiner shouted at Doug with his back facing the street light.

"You're still here." Doug, who was carrying the suitcase, was slightly surprised. He asked, "Are you literate?"

"Sir! I don't know you!" the little shoe shiner replied with a crisp voice.

"Oh." Doug thought for a while and said, "If you want to make money, come with me."

The little shoe shiner looked at Doug's back in the light, thinking about the strange habits of the nobles and men in the rumors, subconsciously touched his butt, gritted his teeth, and followed.

229 George Street, New Haven Hotel.

"Sir, you are back!" said the waiter diligently.

The waiter had a few small freckles on his pale face, his short light golden hair was meticulous with butter comb. The exquisite suit and white gloves on his hands all set off the high-end, atmospheric and upscale of the New Haven Hotel.

However, although he looks so glamorous, his salary is not high. It is said that the boss is very kind and paid a lot of money, but the hateful foreman always deducts most of it.

The commission is only enough to accommodate the accommodation, and it is not enough to replace the buttons for the special vests of the New Haven hotel waiter.

If you want to not eat black bread every day and live a more decent life, you cannot expect the little salary you pay, and you can only focus on the luxury residents.

If you work hard to serve customers, the customer is happy and give some tips. Whether it is copper cent coins or bank vouchers issued by banks, it is all money and can make life better.

The reason why this waiter was extremely attentive to Doug was because Doug rewarded him with silver coins worth a beautiful cent every time.

There are not many such generous financial supporters!

Although the guests who come and go to the New Haven Hotel are either rich or noble, it is difficult to get the rich man with big belly to give a tip of a penny like cutting off their flesh.

No!

Maybe it's not that hard to cut their flesh.

If you weren't afraid of losing face, those stingy guys wouldn't even give me a rusty essay.

It is said that every penny in their hands is dipped in the blood of countless people.

In comparison, he has a civilized, polite conversation and looks gentle. I heard that Doug, who is still in a key position at Yale University, has become a hot spot in the eyes of waiters.

If it weren't for the good luck, the fists were hard and the hands were dark, it would be unlikely to serve Doug.

The waiter who looked like a man in front of him had broken the ankle bones of several New Haven hotel waiters in order to serve specific customers.

In 1859, the United States was not easy to find jobs, with homeless people everywhere and unemployed people.

Although railway construction is in full swing, all imported goods from the UK are used, and domestic factories are squeezed to the verge of bankruptcy.

Although the waiter felt that the hotel paid a small salary and was barely enough to live, it was impossible to change the job.

Unemployment is terrible. As long as he doesn't work for a day and has no savings, he will have to wander on the streets.

Although I can't save money now, I work in a clean and bright place at least every day, rather than fighting others to grab the food that has been corrupted so much that flies linger in the trash can beside the stinky ditch. It's already lucky for people to be content.

Doug patted his dirty coat and asked the waiter, "Can you take a hot shower now?"

"Yes! Sir! I'll prepare now!" The waiter's tone increased three times in his words.

"...Do you want to take a shower or take a bath?" The waiter who had just walked out a few steps back and asked, with a little regretful tone.

Doug glanced at the little shoe shiner and said very gently, "Shower."

"Okay sir." The waiter walked away again.

Although New Haven Hotel is already the most luxurious hotel in the New Haven area, it is still impossible to provide hot water for 24 hours.

Doug said that he wanted to shower lightly, and someone had to boil water, lift the water, pour the hot water of the right temperature into a hot water bag made of sheepskin, and hang it on a high place for people to shower.

When the little shoe shiner saw this just now, his eyes almost glared out with envy.

"So, this is the day for rich people!"

“It’s great to have money!”

The little shoe shiner with a little blurred look had already imagined what kind of life he should live in the future with rich self.

"Come with me... Follow me!"

Doug's tone became heavier and heavier. The wandering little shoe shiner heard him. Seeing Doug turning around a few steps away from him and frowned, he was so scared that he quickly followed him.

He didn't want to lose this was almost the only opportunity in his life to make a lot of money because of his stunned moment.

The little shoe shiner who saw the power of money was extremely eager to become a rich man and possess this powerful force.

"Have you learned it?" Doug asked lowered his pen.

There was a huge piece of paper lying in front of him, with a sentence written on it, "Do you want to get rich overnight?"

Another colorful piece of paper read, "Do you want your assets to double?"

In addition to two sentences, the two sheets of paper also painted golden coins, silver coins, and green bank coupons.

The smell of a rich man can't stop even if it blocks his nose.

Oh... It turned out that I took off my shoes. It was not Doug's own feet smelly, but leather shoes of this era are all that bad.

Only rich people can wear leather shoes, and only rich people can smell their feet. It is not a problem to say that they are rich.

"No! Sir!" The little shoe shiner said in a spirit as if he didn't smell the stinking.

"Just draw according to the drawing. You can try this newspaper first. If you can draw a seven-cent image, I will give you a silver coin coin coin coin. If you can draw a nine-cent image, I will give you five cents. If you can draw a ten-cent image, I will give you a silver coin worth a cent!"

"Yes! Sir!" The little carrot made of money hung in front of the little shoe polisher. His eyes flashed and he immediately replied.

"Yeah." Doug made a sure voice in his throat. He watched the little shoe polisher lying on the ground, sticking his butt out and copying his "painting", and sighing more and more at the power of money.

These two posters are very vulgar, but maybe they are very useful?

Please never overestimate the appreciation level of the general public!

"Sir! The bath water is ready!" The waiter reported from the door, looking at him from his perspective, the little shoe shiner lying on the ground copying the painting, and Doug standing behind him, as if he was doing something indescribable.

It seems that I am really guessing correctly. The waiter is glad that he has prepared a metal tube for cleaning his intestines in the bathroom.

"I got it." Doug said, "please go out and help me close the door."

"Yes!" The waiter took a step back and closed the door.
Chapter completed!