Red Dead Redemption Dawn

Near noon, the three of John came to a village thirty or forty kilometers away from Saint Denis.

The place is near a large oak forest.

The location of the village is indeed very good. A few miles to the east of the village is the rubber forest, and a few miles to the north is the Dakota River.

The plain in the middle is where the village is, and a few miles to the south are the railway tracks.

Natural logging field.

If he was in charge of the project, he would also move the village and build a factory there.

The village of several hundred people is not small, and there are some old fences around, and there are still some bullet marks from the years on the fence. There was only one tavern in the village, and he summed up the hotel.

Walking into the village, John found that the main road here is a paved slate, but it is irregular. These slates are mostly natural ingredients, and there is a grocery store in the village.

Other than that, there are no other stores.

John estimated that the grocery store covered the needs of the entire village, but the arrival of several people aroused the attention of the villagers.

"It seems that the village is quite xenophobic." Nick said after being watched a few times.

"Well, let's take a look first." John was noncommittal.

The three came to the only pub in the village, tied their horses, and walked in.

The pub is very old, it should have been used for many years, and repairs can be seen in many places.

The boss is a tall, thin white man.

"What's there to eat?" The three of John came here after eleven o'clock, just in time for dinner.

"Potato stew, wheat stew, as well as bread, baked potatoes, roasted meat, etc. What would you like?" The boss didn't mean much to the guests who came to the door.

"Three portions of potato stew, three portions of roast. Is there any wine?" John asked.

"Yes, but only privately brewed, do you want some?" the boss asked.

"Is the degree high?"

"It's not high, it's higher than the market, do you need it?" The boss answered truthfully.

"Well, let's come here." John thought for a while, and then asked again, "You don't seem to welcome strangers?"

Hearing what John said, the boss glanced at the three of them and said, "It is true, mainly because there are not many people passing by our place, and fewer people stop and eat on their own initiative."

"However, don't be afraid. If you are just here to eat, we are still welcome. At least I am very welcome." The boss said with a smile on his face.

"Really?" John said, looking at his boss's thin face.

"Of course~" the boss answered affirmatively.

John nodded, and then asked, "I saw a lot of people handling animal skins in front of their houses when I was outside. Is this village hunting for a living?"

"Ah~ Although there are a lot of hunters in our village, that's only part of it, and some still rely on raising livestock for a living." The boss didn't mind talking about the situation in the village.

"Well~ a common pattern." John commented.

"What do you do?" the boss asked.

"I was attracted by the fur in front of the village. I am a fur merchant. I saw that many of you have good quality furs, so I wanted to come and ask the price." John also took it out seriously. the company's business card.

The boss looked at John with a serious face, and looked at these things at random.

Although he is not in business, it seems that these things do not need to be faked.

"Of course~ we have a lot of hunters here, but few people come back to buy furs. Usually, we organize things to be brought nearby and sell to others." The boss stretched out his hand as he spoke. "Antonio Coster, the owner of the Lookout Tavern, so called?"

"John Wick, a fur merchant." John also reached out and shook his hand.

"After eating, maybe I can take you to meet the village chief." Coster said to John with a smile.

"Then should I give you something?" John tentatively took out five dollars and handed it over.

"Hehe~ No~ It doesn't have to be like this. This meal is my reward." Coster rejected John's favor with a smile.

Then John returned to the table.

The boss's food is very fast, and the person serving the dishes is a very young girl who looks a bit similar to the boss. It should be his daughter.

When she brought the dishes to the three, she was stunned for a while.

Because it is rare to see such a clean and fresh handsome guy in the village.

John is a handsome guy with a noble aristocratic temperament, Nick is a tough guy with a manly facial features, and Zhao An has an exotic style.

For the little girls of this era, the three of them can be said to be prosperous and beautiful.

The three of them also looked at the little girl at the same time, which made her face blushed to the neck, and they threw down the food and ran back.

This little episode didn't affect it, and the three of them ate quickly.

This moonshine tastes good, but with a strong personal flavor.

Fortunately, there are not many. After eating, Coster also changed his clothes.

"Come on, I'll take you to meet the village chief." Coster said to the three people who had eaten and drank and sat quietly for a while.

"Yeah." John responded and got up and followed behind Coster.

The four came to a building that looked a lot like a military fortress, and this place seemed to have been baptized by a lot of bullets.

The bullet marks above are clearly visible.

The door is naturally not guarded.

Coster also walked in directly, leaving the three of them to wait outside for a while.

In a matter of minutes, Coster invited the three in.

After entering, John found that the place was the same as the normal house structure, except that it looked a bit like a military fortress from the outside.

There are a lot of taxidermy inside, and there are pictures of shotguns and wartimes hanging on the wall.

The person in the back room was probably over sixty years old, and there was a slight seriousness between his brows.

"Mr. Wick? I heard that you are very interested in the leather of this village. I am the mayor of this village, ah Tesser Widdom Vicker." The old village head of Vicker asked while introducing himself. The purpose of John's trip.

"I am a purchaser of a fur company, and I often look for good-quality furs to buy around." John handed over his business card as usual.

Vicker took a look, then put the business card on the table, and then Vicker said, "On behalf of the villagers, I welcome the arrival of Mr. Wake and his party. Our village has been for decades. It's half subsistence from hunting. These animal furs can't be said to be the best of all, but at least they're top tier."

"Mr. Wick, you can sit here for a while, and I will arrange for each household to take out the furs they have treated and let Mr. Wick look at it. Our village's handling will never disappoint Mr. "Vickel shouted into the backyard.

"Donne~ Go outside and bring the treated furs from the village to Mr. Wick to see."

Then a middle-aged man in his thirties walked out of the backyard. He was still holding a **** for turning the ground. It seemed that he was busy farming in the backyard just now.

"This is my son, Donne, this is Mr. Wick, a fur buyer." Wick made a brief introduction to the two parties.

"Hello, Mr. Wake." Donne said kindly.

"Mr. Donne." After the two sides greeted each other, Donne walked out.

John stayed in the house and chatted with Vicker.

About half an hour or so.

Donne walked into the house and said that some of the furs that had been processed in the village were brought over for John to watch.

Then John and Vicker walked out.

On the ground are dry wooden boards, piled with a lot of neatly arranged and treated furs.

John stepped forward and started to check it very seriously.

Look at the integrity of the fur, the oil on the fur.

The softness of the fur.

Seems to have no problems with an acquirer.

John personally checked for ten minutes.

The quality is good, although it is not the upper class that Vickle said, but it is generally very good.

"The things are very good. If the rest of your furs are of this quality, I think I can buy them all." John turned his head and said to Vicker after the inspection.

"Of course, our village never deceives friends. Haha~" Victor was very happy.

"That's good, but I don't have a lot of money right now. In three days, I'll bring someone to buy it." John said to the village chief Vicker.

"Of course~ we can help you transport the train or boat for free at that time. We still have a lot of young and awesome guys here." Vicker said with a smile.

"Thank you so much, do you have a lot of these mountain lions? It's not common." John grabbed a set of mountain lion fur and asked.

This thing he found in this pile of fur at least eight.

"They are everywhere, but not everyone can catch them. This requires a lot of experience and skills." Vicker stepped forward and explained with a smile.

"They all live there? On the hills to the east?" John said, not far away, looking at the oak forest to the east.

"Yes, they are a group of quite cunning guys." Vicker explained with a smile.

"Well, what a vigorous forest." This oak forest connects the mountains all the way to the east for a few kilometers.

"We are relying on this forest to hunt enough meat nutrition." Vicker said with a smile.

"When did this large oak forest start to exist?" John asked curiously.

"I don't know. It seems that this forest existed when we settled here. His year is older than our village. Mr. Wick, are you interested in this forest?" Vicker asked after speaking.

"It's not very common, they grow very well." John said of his own cognition.

"Indeed, I thought it was strange back then, but who cares. It's enough to provide us with the necessary supplies." Vicker didn't want to pursue the origin of this oak forest.

"By the way~ Mr. Vicker, you said that this oak forest is older than your village. You have been here for a long time?" John asked curiously.

"We were a group of scattered soldiers from the Southern Army, but our homeland had long since disappeared. At that time, there was a small dilapidated village, this place was good, with rivers, trees, and close to the railway, so we dozens of A soldier settled here."

"Back then, after finishing this dilapidated village, those family members who could be contacted by the military also brought their families over to settle down, and some people who also had no homes also moved in one after another. There were only a hundred people in that year. Decades are very stable." Vicker told the situation of the year.

"Well, no wonder, there are some protective walls around the village." John joked with a smile.

"Ha~ It wasn't peaceful to settle here back then. There were a lot of cowboys, but we were soldiers who experienced wars~www.NovelMTL.com~haha~" Vicker spoke proudly of the village building that year.

The two took the opportunity to chat about the interesting things of the year.

Then John set out first with the batch of furs, and when he left, he rented a carriage with the people in the village and agreed to come over three days later.

The village of Vicker watched the three of them leave at the entrance of the village with a smile. His son Donne was standing beside him, and he asked with a cheap cigarette.

"Father, are they really just fur dealers?" There was some doubt in his tone.

Victor glanced at his son, and then said, "As of now, it is. I just don't know if it will be three days later."

"Go back." After saying that, Vicker walked into the village.

On the road to Saint Denis, Zhao An was a little puzzled as he drove the donkey cart, but he didn't seem to be able to ask aloud.

Nick didn't have this concern, he asked aside, "Are we coming tomorrow?"

John glanced at the two of them with a little doubt on their faces.

John shook his head. "No, go elsewhere tomorrow."

"But we don't seem to get anything today?" Nick said uncertainly.

John looked at Nick and said, "There's no way~ They look like that, what can they ask?"

The village was indeed xenophobic, and they all seemed to be silent about the acquisition of the Alyssa Company, and John didn't need to show any unnecessary emotion when he asked the mayor of the oak forest.

In this state, John asked nothing to no avail.

He always felt that the village seemed to be hiding something.

The whole village revealed an inexplicable strangeness, but he didn't find any problems. Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!