Red Dead Redemption Dawn Chapter 313

, Dawn of Red Dead Redemption

In the tavern in Austin Town, John was drinking low-alcohol fruit wine, and Jenny was drinking juice.

The two were listening to these people talking about the information around here.

"Have you heard that the bootleg wine in Armadillo Town is better than this one," one alcoholic said to another.

"Is it better not from the thief's lead? I heard that there is another high-quality wine." Another person retorted.

"It's true that Boss Steven doesn't even know how to get some over there and try it."

"It's such a long distance, and it's so chaotic outside. Although wine is not particularly expensive, it's not too expensive to come here. You won't be able to drink it at that time." Another person mocked with disdain.

"What I have is money." The man immediately jumped when he talked about the problem of money.

"How many treasures have been found in the High Tree Forest, do you know?" Another person not far away said to the three drinking friends at the same table.

"What did you find? A lot of jewelry?" one person asked.

"Isn't it a rumor?" the third person asked.

"How could it be a rumor? So many people have passed by, and those groups of neurotics are about to be wiped out. How could it take so much effort for unnecessary benefits?" The fourth person retorted.

"What's in that treasure?" the second man continued to ask.

"Five gold bars, and some information, worth five thousand dollars." The first person said what he heard.

"Isn't that getting rich overnight? You can go to Elizabeth and become a small farmer. Be diligent and worry-free for a lifetime." Several people said enviously.

"Yeah, I don't know if there is still a chance to look for it in the past."

"Of course there is. In the past twenty days, three treasures have been dug up, but that guy is the most."

John, who was next to him, was quite helpless when he heard the news. When he was suppressing the bandits, the camps that were insane had nothing of value. At most, they only had two hundred dollars. Most of the camps were overturned for only a few dozen dollars.

Why did so many treasures emerge from the tall tree forest in the past twenty days?

Are these neurotics really hiding something?

I already knew that there would be a few tortures.

"The duel at Fort Drummer has already started, won't you go and have a look?"

Just when John felt innocent for himself, one of the three people at the wine table in the middle said something that caught John's attention.

"I don't know that the gunman will win the first place. How much is the bonus this time?" asked the partner at the same table.

"I heard that it is a thousand dollars, which is very high."

"Okay, you have to work for Ethan with the money, do you really think it's so easy to get?" the third person reminded, "but there is no problem in gamble. I'll go see if I can win tomorrow. Monthly wine money back."

"I heard that there is a group of Mexican beauties over there. If you win money, you can buy one to go home as a daughter-in-law. It's cheap and obedient." The first person said.

"It's a mess in Mexico, there are so many women who have left their homes."

"Otherwise, why do you think Ethan has so many people? Isn't the gold mine in the northwest his own? Most of the people are people who have escaped from Mexico."

"The raffle in the Gambler's Castle is killing him, let alone a gold mine."

"Isn't that gold mine about to wither, and finally Cornwall Mining Co., Ltd. sold it exclusively to Ethan."

"Shit, that withered gold mine can still be dug for a whole year?"

"I was the one who made Ethan a threat to Cornwall, so I gave up the mine here."

"You can pull it down. My friend lives there. There is no gold there now, it's all other ores."

A few people on the side were chattering about the situation in Fort Gewand, while John was listening carefully.

It seems that the Austin warlord is still having a bit of a holiday with Cornwall.

It's just that I don't know how much of what these people say is true or false.

"There seems to be some activity over there at Fort John Buchner." Jenny heard it too.

So he turned around and chatted with John.

"Want to visit?" John asked with a smile.

Jenny nodded immediately.

John took out the purple masonry pocket watch and checked the time, it was less than three o'clock in the afternoon.

"The departure should be around 6 o'clock in the afternoon now." John looked at Jenny and said, "Let's go and see?"

"it is good"

After the two of them finished speaking, they walked towards the horses, and John confirmed the map route again.

Putting on his hat, he put on a face towel that covered the wind and sand, and immediately set off in the direction of the Cloth Merchant Castle.

The temperature difference between day and night is huge here in New Austin.

Once the time comes to evening, the temperature will suddenly drop by five or six degrees.

If the time comes after ten o'clock, the temperature will be nearly ten degrees different from the daytime.

If it is summer, the temperature will rise a little more.

New Austin is really a place that people can't even think about.

Fortunately, this place is rich in wild animals and plants, and it is also rich in a fruit similar to cantaloupe. And some nuts that John couldn't name.

Jenny and John quickened their pace and reached the famous Cloth Merchant Castle at about 5:30.

From the outside, this is a city built with stones and red bricks. According to John's visual estimation, it is one kilometer long and more than 400 meters wide.

The city wall is about fifteen meters high.

The gate is guarded by two guards with long spears.

There are also a few people patrolling the city wall, scattered everywhere, there are ten by visual inspection.

There are only two gates at the front and the back of the Fort Derby.

The front and rear gates are about eight meters wide.

This city standing in the desert can be considered majestic.

The lights are dim inside, and looking in from the door, you can see many people shouting and buying and selling.

John and Jenny walked to the door. The two guards stepped forward to ask as usual.

"Where are you from? What are you doing here?" As the largest black market in Austin, of course, there are no rules prohibiting others from entering and leaving.

But it is still necessary to ask the purpose of the visitor.

"Come here to see if there is anything we need, and by the way, to see if there is an opportunity to make money." John said the purpose of his trip according to what he heard today.

"You don't look like you are short of money." One of the guards said, looking at the clothes of the two.

But he didn't struggle too much, so he waved his hand out of the way to let the two in.

"Remember, you are not allowed to ride a horse inside. You can either lead it or go to the stable to put it away. Otherwise, you may be killed directly." The guard reminded kindly behind him.

John and the two had already entered the Gewandhaus, but they were surprised by the scene inside.

How do you say this place, the buildings are basically made of yellow mud bricks and wood, and there are many shops along the way, each of which sells things.

It is very messy, and there is no good distinction between what and what.

As far as John saw, there was only one impression, that there were a lot of people. There are hundreds of people as far as the eye can see.

They clamored for their own products and chose the ones they were satisfied with.

Some of them were robbed from other places just today, and they were sold here tonight.

"Haha, this place looks much more interesting than Austin." Jenny commented after taking a look.

John was noncommittal.

Because the people here are full of a savage and sturdy smell.

Everyone has guns.

Everyone doesn't look good.

"Let's find a place to eat first," John said to Jenny.

Jenny nodded, and after a while, the two came to the door of a tavern that was obviously eating and drinking.

When the clerk saw a customer, he stepped forward and asked, "What would you like to order?" The tone was not good, but he was not in the mood to look for trouble.

"What's all this?" John asked.

"Lamb chops, steaks, and deer chops. There are also some fish, but there are only three styles of steaming and grilling. And some common dishes, what do you want?" the clerk asked.

"Beef stew with potatoes for two, plus four pounds of roast lamb chops, plus four pounds of boiled deer chops. Plus a grilled fish." John thought for a while and added, "Two cups of rye wine."

"Well, I'll give it to you when I wait." After speaking, the clerk walked to the kitchen behind him.

John looked at this place, not to mention, it really looked like a village and town decades ago.

There are obviously a lot of people working here, and they don't know what the core industry is to maintain here, all kinds of smuggled and looted goods?

The two of them looked at this town full of old times with great interest, but for a while they didn't have much to say.

"Haha, this place is not bad, it's much better than I imagined." The two burly men next door commented slightly excitedly after they sat down.

"I don't know, that guy is here or not." Another said.

"The news is not wrong, it must be here, just find someone you know and ask later." said the big man at the front.

"En, clerk, what is there to eat? Give us two one, the big one."

John looked up and down the two for a while, his eyes flickering.

Chapter end