Red Dead Redemption: The Great Philanthropist of the West

"No rush, see how you want to handle these jewels." Fearing that too many jewels would devalue them, Henry only took out about a third of the box of jewelry.

“This is quite a lot, please give me some time to check it out.” Michael was now somewhat immune to what Henry had taken out.

After all, you might not see someone exchanging a single gold bar for several days normally. This guy, however, went for it, buying them wholesale, dozens at a time. So it's quite normal for him to also get some jewelry. Everyone carries one or two pieces of jewelry.

Michael quickly finished inspecting the jewelry. After all, it was stolen by the Movery family, and they didn't usually use it. They would just throw it in a box and leave it there, let alone maintain it.

"Well, sir, to be honest, most of your jewelry is of average quality, with only a few exquisite pieces."

"The package deal, I estimate, is worth around $6000. Since you're one of our major clients, I'll offer you the highest percentage I can pay, $4500. What do you think?"

Henry wasn't very good at distinguishing the quality of these things, and since the price was about what he had initially expected, he readily made the purchase.

Finally, Henry received 30 * 600 + 4500 = US dollars from Michael.

Then he bought a bunch of recipe manuals and ingredients from Michael. These included poison arrows, explosive arrows, incendiary arrows, high-explosive bottles, high-explosive powder, high-explosive bullets, and various special healing potions, stimulants, snake oil, miracle supplements, and various special horse medications, etc.

They also bought a lot of sleeping pills, poisons, and other necessities for robbing and looting, as well as some outdoor equipment.

It cost another $1000.

"Alright, it was a pleasure working with you. See you next time x2."

Henry then used the same method to sell 10 gold bars and a third of a box of jewelry on the black markets in the East and South districts respectively.

In total, I got back (10 x 600 + 5000) x 2 = US dollars.

At this point, he still had 31 gold bars and two boxes of jewelry left in his backpack.

It wasn't that he didn't want to exchange more, but the black markets in these two districts weren't as large as those in the central district. They couldn't handle that much stock.

Anyway, he's not in a hurry; he can exchange it slowly when he needs money later.

Speaking of this exchange, a few things happened in between.

The East District fared alright. Although Henry clearly saw that the black market merchants were somewhat tempted, they probably sensed that Henry was not someone to be trifled with, and in the end, nothing unpleasant happened.

As for the South District, Henry noticed a little tail following him right after he finished exchanging his money.

He didn't hold back. When he turned them into a blind spot, he crippled one of their legs, knocked them unconscious, and threw them next to a garbage dump, not bothering to care about them anymore.

Along the way, he also passed through Chinatown (Pollock Street, where the gun shop is located in the game map, and there are many Chinese characters on the street). He had Cantonese food for lunch in a Chinese restaurant, including Tso's chicken and slow-cooked soup.

The taste was so memorable that he started planning to bring a few chefs back with him next time he came.

When Henry arrived at the stock exchange in the afternoon, he encountered an unexpected person.

Josiah Trelawney

A conman who claims to be a magician makes a living by financial fraud or selling information.

He was also an unofficial member of the Van der Linde gang, providing intelligence to the gang in exchange for their protection.

He was talking to a businessman in a café next to the trading market.

Henry quietly entered the café, sat down near them, ordered a coffee, picked up a newspaper, and pretended to read it.

Judging from Josiah's conversation, he seemed to be introducing the businessman to information about Sophia's kidnapping, analyzing the kidnappers' identities and their hiding places after the kidnapping.

Then the merchant gave Josiah a sum of money and left in a hurry.

When Josiah also stood up to leave, Henry stood up and stopped him.

"No offense intended, sir. Would you do me the honor of sitting down for a cup of coffee and a chat?"

Josiah sized up the handsome young man before him, thinking that perhaps a big business opportunity (or a major scoundrel) was coming to him, and replied with a smile:

"Of course, why not?"

After summoning a waiter to refill Josiah's coffee, Henry began to speak:

"Let me introduce you to Henry Allen, a businessman from Blackwater."

“Josiah Trelawney, I wonder what Mr. Allen wants to talk to me about.”

"Would you mind telling me why that gentleman who just left asked you for information about Miss Sophia? I'm sorry, I overheard it by accident, I hope you don't mind, I was just curious."

Josiah pondered for a moment, considering the wealthy young master's intentions and their impact on him, then smiled and said:

“Well, I don’t know him. I just heard that he was investigating Miss Fia, and I happened to have some information on that, so I sold it to him. Maybe he just wanted to use this to get to know Councilor Feros, who knows.”

"Oh, as far as I know, news of Miss Sophia's kidnapping has only just spread, and no one knows the kidnappers' specific information yet."

I wonder where Mr. Trelawney found out.

Henry looked at Josiah with a half-smile, because the intelligence Josiah had just analyzed sounded reasonable, but was actually nonsense, not to mention that Sophia had been rescued by Henry last night and secretly returned home.

"That's a trade secret, but of course, if Mr. Allen is willing to offer a reward for it, then that's another story."

Josiah smelled the scent of money.

“Oh, really? As far as I know, Miss Sophia was kidnapped by the Lemoine Raiders, not the Nightwalkers from the swamp.”

And Miss Sophia has already been rescued, didn't you know that?

What do you think that person would do if they found out you lied to them? Or what if our congressman found out you're making money off false information about his precious daughter?

"I don't know what Mr. Allen wants from me. I believe you're not the kind of person who would report me, otherwise that would have been a great opportunity." Josiah finally realized something was wrong. The person in front of him was definitely not an ordinary rich young master. He forced himself to remain calm.

"Don't be nervous, I mean no harm. On the contrary, I admire you. Your eloquence, courage, intelligence and analytical skills are all quite good."

So I'd like to recruit you to work for me. What do you think?

After reassuring Josiah, Henry continued...

"A legitimate job, at least, won't make you constantly get caught, beaten up, or thrown in jail."

And I'll give you a salary of $150 per month. There will be additional bonuses if you perform well.

"I don't know the specific job duties or where I'll be working. If it's suitable, I think I'll seriously consider it."

Josiah visibly relaxed upon hearing that Henry hadn't come looking for trouble.

When he heard about the offer Henry was going to give him, to be honest, he was very tempted. In an era when the average worker's monthly salary was generally thirty or forty dollars, 150 was definitely a high salary. And he wouldn't have to live in fear every day.

However, he now represents more than just himself; he also serves as an intelligence agent for the Van der Linde gang. Although he's an unofficial member and doesn't participate in gang activities, he still needs to report back to the gang periodically. The gang leader, Dutch, is a man who values ​​loyalty highly.