Chapter 8 Damn Mr. Downs

(Statement: The author always respects the original work. All the following contents are Dutch and the laborer's own ideas. They have nothing to do with the author, and you are not allowed to attack me for this!) Dutch and Hosea were investigating the actual situation in various clothing stores. Arthur and David sat on the seats outside, smoking and waiting, looking at a man at the intersection of Valentine. "Gentlemen, give your own strength and do some charity! Gentlemen..." Mr. Downs was howling heartbreakingly, eager for someone to donate and do charity. But in fact, no one knows what charity he does. They only know that he comes to the intersection of Valentine all day to call on others to donate. "Oh, Arthur, I didn't expect that there is such a so-called charity here. This is ridiculous! He calls on others to do charity, why doesn't he let his wife go out to sell? Isn't it enough to use all the income from the sale for charity? Hahaha!" David looked at Downs' figure and laughed teasingly. He and Mike are strong and loyal to the gang, but their quality is not very good.

Charles was a little touched by this.

Hearing David's ridicule, Arthur laughed.

He has not yet been redeemed, and his body has not weakened, so he is less emotional.

But even so, he still did not laugh.

However, the laborer who heard them talking laughed.

"Oh, sir, what you said is really not wrong! Mr. Downs, who does charity work at Valentine Crossing all day, is actually not a good guy. Otherwise, everyone would not turn a blind eye to him."

"Oh? Why do you say that, sir?" David looked over curiously, and Arthur looked over with him.

Now there is no debt lending and debt collection task of Mr. Strauss, and no experience of beating people in the tavern. They still know nothing about Mr. Downs.

Looking at the curious expressions of the two, the laborer did not hide anything.

"Oh, gentlemen, how should I put it, Mr. Downs, although it seems that he is doing good things, it is actually the ultimate hypocrisy!

Mr. Downs has tuberculosis.

His family is so poor that they can't even afford to eat. His son and wife live worse than our laborers' families, but in order to go to heaven after his death, he keeps raising money from loan sharks to do charity.

According to Mr. Downs himself, his small farm is now difficult to repay his debts even if it is sold. Poor Mrs. Downs and her son can only live a wandering life in the second half of their lives.

So, is his so-called kindness hypocrisy? Gentlemen?"

David and Arthur were stunned.

Before they spoke, Dutch's voice sounded along with the sound of the door.

"Oh, poor Mr. Downs, he can't go to heaven with this kind of behavior. He doesn't even care about his wife and children. I don't think God will forgive his sin. Isn't it, sir?" Dutch followed Hosea out of the grocery store and looked at Downs who was still working hard to raise funds. Dutch glanced at Downs who was shouting in the distance, then turned his eyes to David and Arthur, and then warned in a serious manner: "David, Arthur, you two advise the gang members to stay away from Mr. Downs. I don't want any of you to get tuberculosis, kids." "Oh, Dutch, don't be so scared. We won't have any intersection with them." David spread his hands indifferently, and then stood up from the chair. Arthur also stood up, looked at Dutch and Hosea, and asked, "How is it? Dutch. Can our clothing store plan be implemented?" Dutch smiled and nodded, then walked out first, and the three people behind him hurriedly followed. "Not bad, Arthur. The price of the clothes is beyond my expectation. Very good. Once our clothing store opens, I believe it will definitely make a good profit!" Dutch's words were full of surprise. He originally thought that the price of the offline model was a mess. After all, John's daily salary on the ranch was only three dollars eight years later, and the price of a simple piece of clothing could reach thirty or even eighty dollars. It didn't seem to be in line with reality, but in fact, the price of these clothes was really not a big problem. Although it was not as outrageous as in the game, a set of gentleman's clothing, including everything, basically cost less than forty dollars (I checked this point. A handmade suit is twenty-five dollars, plus a tie, pants, and shoes, etc., basically a slightly higher-end full-body suit is forty or fifty dollars, so it is not outrageous in the game). Because the cost of raw materials in this era is high, the price of handmade clothes is also high, and the whole body is worth this price. Fur coats are even more outrageous. A set of fur coats is really hundreds of dollars. Good fur coats can be used as heirlooms at that time. Even during robberies, coats are also a high-priced robbery target. It can be seen that the difference in the points of this clothing is really large.

Generally speaking, poor people don't buy clothes. Most of them grow cotton and make them themselves, or pay one dollar to let others process them, just like the cotton mills and clothing stores in the past.

In fact, looking at the outfits of the gang members now, the price of each person's clothes is hundreds of dollars, and the coats are all real leather coats. From this, it seems that the Van der Linde gang is still very rich.

Dutch is very happy. Although according to the development of the times, the per capita income level will increase significantly in 20 years, but making money now means seizing the opportunity.

Timing is far more important than the amount of money, at least for them.

It is 1899 now, but in 1900 the average annual income of the whole society in the United States was only $438, and this income is in the East. The West will be even poorer.

Twenty years later, in 1920, the average annual income of the whole society increased to $1,407. The gap of three or even four times means that a huge opportunity is coming.

Seize it, and the Van der Linde Gang will turn over a new leaf.

Dutch will not let this opportunity slip away!