1850 American Gold Tycoon

Vanderbilt's disgraced son Coney remains the same, unchanged at all. Google search reading

In California, Coney owed another $43,000 in gambling debts at casinos and more than $1,000 in credit for drinks at taverns.

If there is anything else worth mentioning besides these, it is that Coney became a guest of the police station several times because of fights, which gave Chief Flagg a headache.

Even the captain of the Sacramento often complained to Liang Yao because Kony often had Overlord meals on the Sacramento.

Coney thought about having sex in a brothel several times. Leland Stanford, who was in charge of the casino and brothel, was not a good person and kicked Coney out directly.

Stanford allowed Coney to gamble in the casino and continue to owe more gambling debts, but he would never allow Coney to have sex in a brothel.

Because each additional customer received by these girls could bring him several ounces of gold income, and Kony could not afford any cash.

When Liang Yao found this notorious young master, his red hair was long and messy, tangled together in bunches, and his beard had not been trimmed for a long time. It was completely impossible to tell that this man was exuding strong energy. Smelling of alcohol, the homeless man sleeping soundly next to the garbage dump was a young man of only nineteen years old.

Although it was already noon and the scorching sun was high, this did not affect Kony's sleep quality at all. He slept very soundly.

Two or three smelly wild dogs were licking the vomit around Kony.

Kony's custom-made clothes with exquisite fabrics have already been pawned by him, not to mention his valuable gold pocket watch and pen.

The clothes he was wearing now could no longer be called clothes, but rags found from nowhere, barely used to cover his body.

"Let him sober up."

Liang Yao looked down at Kony and said, it has to be said to be a miracle that this kid can survive to this day.

A guard following Liang Yao drew a bucket of cold well water from the nearest well, and at Liang Yao's instruction poured the well water on Kony's face.

"Who? What son of a bitch poured cold water on me?"

After being splashed with cold water, Kony instantly jumped up from the ground, raising his fists and ready to fight.

When he saw that it was Liang Yao, Kony put down his hand that was raised in the air, because several strong and tall guards behind Liang Yao had already put their hands on the handle of the revolver at his waist.

"It turns out to be you, Mr. Liang."

Kony yawned, stretched his body lazily, and said with a playful smile.

"Mr. Liang, are you here to pay me a salary? I am your employee, but you haven't paid me a salary yet."

"But you haven't served me even for a minute." Liang Yao said calmly.

"Oh, really?" Kony said, rubbing his bloodshot eyes with some disappointment, "I thought you would bring me a surprise. If nothing happens, I will continue to sleep. You are welcome, Mr. Liang. "

"Koni, are you interested in going to the VIP room of the casino with me to play a few games?" Liang Yao asked Kony.

"VIP room?! Of course I'm interested! But as far as I know, you don't gamble."

As soon as he heard about gambling, Coney, a senior gambling dog, immediately became interested, and his bloodshot eyes also shone.

"The weather today is good."

Autumn is coming quietly in California, and the fierce and fierce summer sun is gradually becoming milder and more pleasant.

A cool breeze of early autumn blew across Liang Yaomai's face, making him feel very comfortable.

"I'm also in a good mood, so when I'm happy, I want to bet a few games with you."

“Thanks for the warm fall weather!”

Kony habitually dusted off his rags to make himself look cleaner and more respectable, although this was in vain.

The Casino of São Francisco is located in the heart of the old town.

This is not the focus of Liang Yao's development in San Francisco. Liang Yao's main focus is on the new city centered on the new commercial street. Because it is far simpler and cheaper to build a new urban area than to rebuild an old one.

The casino stands out against a cluster of dilapidated shacks and tents in the old town.

In fact, the casino in San Francisco is by far the most spectacular and gorgeous building besides Liang Yao's Tingtao Garden. Gamblers call it a "palace".

Walking into the casino, beautiful and fashionably dressed women are responsible for dealing cards or spinning the roulette wheel. There are also soul-stirring pornographic pictures hanging on the wall, and the pictures are full of white stains exuding a fishy smell.

There is even a band in the casino to liven up the atmosphere. Under the dazzling lights, everything in the casino seems full of energy and people are enveloped in a cheerful atmosphere.

Even during the day, casinos like to keep their doors and windows closed, their curtains drawn, and their expensive whale oil lamps lit.

This is not to avoid government inspections - gambling is still legal in California for the time being - but because it is more atmospheric.

The large and small casinos in San Francisco and Sacramento are all open 24 hours a day, opening their doors at any time to welcome gamblers with gold in their pockets.

Miners, sailors, coolies, merchants, priests, and even deserters and slaves who deserted their jobs gathered around the gaming table in excitement, encouraging the scantily clad girls to spend huge sums of money.

Spending big bucks doesn't just mean that in the literal sense, gamblers throw real gold onto the gaming table, with bags of sand gold, finger-sized gold nuggets and the backs of fresh California gold coins from the mint placed haphazardly. There are no U.S. dollar bills on the gaming table, because the casino recognizes real gold more than the U.S. dollar bills and bank notes from Eastern Bank.

This casino is the largest casino in California, and the games are also the largest. Gambling games worth one to twenty thousand dollars, or even thirty to forty thousand dollars are also common here.

In New York, a $10,000 to $20,000 bet can even make the news.

The last time the "Garifni Daily News" published such news was a $50,000 bet, and it is said that it has now set a new record.

Two quarreling gamblers got into a fight at the gambling table, but the casino thugs stopped them.

The two gamblers did not want to let each other go, and clamored for a duel between men to determine the outcome.

They walked out of the casino because duels were not allowed inside the casino.

Even a duel could become an interesting bet, encouraged by no-nonsense gamblers while they placed their bets.

The two of them were just trying to regain face and show off their masculinity in front of the gamblers and prostitutes, but at this time they were in a difficult position, so they had no choice but to pull out the revolvers at their waists and start a duel.

With the sound of two gunshots, the two duelists fell at the entrance of the casino at the same time. The thugs in the casino have long been accustomed to this kind of duel, and will soon clean up their unsightly corpses so as not to affect the normal operation of the casino.

This is California heaven and California hell.

The person in charge of the casino, Leland Stanford, was already waiting for Liang Yao at the casino.

"Mr. Liang, you are a rare visitor." Stanford came up to show his courtesy to Liang Yao.

"A rare customer?" Liang Yao looked at Stanford with a very intriguing look, "This is my casino, I am not a guest, Mr. Stanford."

Not only the casinos in California, but also the large and small casinos in Sacramento and even Los Angeles belong to Liang Yao. Without his permission, the new casino will not survive the second day of its opening.

Coney, who was in ragged clothes, couldn't help but gloated at Stanford's miserable appearance. This guy had kicked him out of the brothel.

Mr. Stanford's reputation among gamblers is not good. Almost all gamblers are afraid of Stanford. Once a gambler with huge debts in the casino is approached by Stanford, it will be bad.

I heard that Mr. Stanford had executed several old gamblers in private, but this was only the speculation of the gamblers, because they had not found any clues about the missing gamblers so far.

The police station finally concluded the case as a missing person.

But Coney speculated that it was probably Stanford who lynched or even executed privately those gamblers who owed huge debts to the casinos.

It was such a villain who behaved like an obedient child in front of Liang Yao, which surprised Kony.

"I'm sorry, sir, I said the wrong thing."

Stanford realized that he had gotten carried away and wanted to continue to manage the brothel and casino business for Liang Yao. Stanford slapped himself mercilessly.

"It's good to know. Lead the way." Liang Yao spoke in a cold tone.

"Yes, sir."

Stanford breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked the casino thugs to cover Kony's eyes.

The blindfolded Kony's eyes fell into darkness, but he was not afraid, but a little excited.

"Is this the latest service provided by the VIP private room? Mr. Stanford, can you go next door and ask some girls to come over to join the fun? Mr. Liang is treating you today!" Kony said excitedly.

"You'll find out soon, Mr. Coney."

Stanford looked at Coney with some disgust. Coney should be lucky that his father was Vanderbilt, otherwise, the money he owed to the casino would be enough to kill him several times.

Liang Yao came to the basement of the casino, and the fresh air suddenly turned turbid and smelly.

Several casino thugs ignored the gambler's pleas and pressed his hand on a cutting board. Stanford took off the black cloth covering Coney's eyes.

"Welcome to the VIP box, Mr. Coney." Stanford said to Coney with a smile.

Stanford's malicious smile made Kony feel numb all over. When he saw the situation in the basement clearly, he panicked.

"Log Rivers, George, why are you here?"

The lighting conditions in the basement were not bad, and Kony quickly recognized two of the gamblers.

Among them, the one whose left hand was pressed on the chopping board was Rivers. They also played together at a gambling table.

"Log Rivers, you dishonest gambler!

You owe the casino $600. Unfortunately, you failed to pay off the casino's debt within the stipulated time limit and tried to escape.

According to the rules, for $100 to chop off a finger, I will chop off the little finger and ring finger of your left hand. In addition, I will chop off the entire middle finger of your left hand as punishment for your escape. "

Stanford was submissive in front of Liang Yao, like a well-behaved child, but in front of these gamblers, he was the supreme king.

Stanford waved his hand gently, and one of the thugs eagerly took out a sharp hunting knife and began his work very skillfully.

Stanford then looked at the trembling Kony and showed a very kind smile to Kony: "Mr. Kony, I know what you are thinking. Maybe you owe too much. You can't even remember how much you owe the casino." .

Fortunately, my memory is very good. I will tell you the answer now. You owe the casino a total of US$43,000 in principal! Just chopping off your fingers and toes won't be enough to repay the money you owe. "

"Nonsense! I obviously only owe more than 40,000 US dollars! Where did I get more than 100,000 US dollars?" Kony argued, "I studied in a business school! I am not one of those illiterate gamblers!"

"Mr. Coney, you are so forgetful. You owed this casino $60,000 at the beginning of 1849, and the casino still has your IOU.

In addition, this is only the principal, I haven’t calculated the interest with you yet. Since you went to business school, I think you have a good idea of ​​how much you owe the casino, including interest. "Stanford still maintained a kind smile towards Coney.

"That's what I owe Brannan. What does it have to do with you?" Kony was a little worried.

If you include the gambling debt he owed in 1849, and even if you pay Bendley, he owes the casino at least more than 200,000 US dollars.

Even in California, where gold is everywhere, more than two hundred thousand dollars is not a small amount.

"But Mr. Brannan transferred the casino to Mr. Liang, so you still have to pay back the money." Stanford said.

"I don't want to gamble anymore, I want to leave this place." Kony said in a panic.