Red Dead Redemption: The Great Philanthropist of the West

I recommended Lafayette to them, and as soon as I arrived at the store, Ashley came looking for me right on time.

I gave him a big hug, and the two of us went up to the second-floor balcony. It faced Lake Luoti, and the gentle breeze from the lake made it a perfect spot for chatting and enjoying a drink.

I'll just give Ashley the two bottles of moonshine I smuggled up from Lafayette. Let's see what he thinks.

He poured Ashley two small glasses and gestured for him to try them.

Ashley didn't stand on ceremony; he first picked up the amber-colored brandy, and without even sipping it, downed it in one gulp. He then reached for another golden glass, but Henry stopped him.

"Why drink so fast? Savor it first. How was this wine? How does it compare to the premium brandy you usually drink?"

"The taste is not bad, quite fragrant, and smooth on the palate, similar to premium brandy, a bit more fragrant, but not as full-bodied. Overall, they're not that different. Where did you find this new liquor? But I still prefer whiskey," Ashley said, smacking his lips.

"We'll talk about that later. Here, have another drink."

Ashley reached out and downed it in one gulp. "Hey, this is good, just my taste. I'll have another one of these."

Ashley picked up his glass again, but this time he didn't gulp it down. He slowly savored it before saying, "It's sweeter than the first one, with a hint of spiciness, and it doesn't have the bitterness of regular whiskey, or rather, the bitterness is very faint, almost imperceptible unless you taste it carefully. The texture is also quite good, rather delicate. Although it's not quite as good as Kentucky Bourbon, the difference isn't significant, and it's tastier than regular whiskey, sweeter and more delicate. What brand is this? I'd like some too."

"This one is called Shrewynn, and the one before it is called Lafite. What do you think of these two names?"

"Sherry? Lafite? Why haven't I heard of it? Where is it produced? And why does the name sound so similar to my name?" Ashley asked, puzzled. Logically speaking, his family used to run a tavern, and he himself loved wine; he should have been familiar with most of the wines on the market.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, that's because it's a name I just came up with for this liquor. It's the 'secret liquor' I told you about before, which my family developed and produced. How about that, are you surprised or not?" Henry raised his glass and chuckled.

Ashley was indeed pleasantly surprised; if that's the case, then he can drink whatever he wants now.

"This is such a pleasant surprise! I came here today to tell you this, but as soon as I saw you, you dragged me to taste the wine, and I didn't even have a chance to say anything."

After you discussed the collaboration with me that day, I talked to my cousins ​​the next day, and they were both very interested in joining, saying they wouldn't mind taking a smaller cut of the profits. Unfortunately, you left the next day, and I didn't get a chance to talk to you.

Also, after we made our decision, we followed your advice and started screening suitable candidates. We found a few decent gunmen: two are retired veterans, and three are well-known bounty hunters in the area. We haven't heard of any character issues with them, and they all have families. Would you like to meet them when you have time?”

"Don't rush this. We'll see each other in a couple of days. There's an event in a couple of days, and we'll see how they perform in real combat. You should let them prepare first."

"Okay, tomorrow you bring Carter and Carl to see me, and we'll agree on the profit-sharing ratio and our respective responsibilities."

“Oh, and here’s this too. It’s a gift specially made for you in Saint Denis. Get used to it these next few days; it’s much better than your old revolver.” Henry handed Ashley a custom-made M1899 pistol.

Back in Saint Denis, he ordered five swords at once. He kept two for himself, gave one to Sophia for self-defense, one to Ashley, and the last one for his sister, Oona, whose return was uncertain. He hadn't told her about their father's murder yet; the old butler couldn't contact her and only notified Henry. Henry, having just transmigrated, selectively forgot about it, and it was left unresolved. He'd wait until she came back from her vacation. Henry didn't know how to tell her anyway; the girls' school she attended was very strict, and they weren't allowed to leave.

After Ashley left with M1899, Henry went to his tavern to find Eagle and Li Yi.

They were all chatting upstairs, and seemed to be getting along quite well; after all, they shared the same skin color, which made them appear much more approachable. Megan wasn't there; she was probably learning from William's butler.

“Flying Eagle, Antora, Lorian, Li Yi, come with me. I’ll take you somewhere, and we can talk on the way.”

With that, the four went to the stables to retrieve their horses. Henry also bought Li Yi a dark chestnut Turkmen horse. Henry planned to train Li Yi to be his personal bodyguard. He would be going out frequently in the future, and it would be safer to have someone look after him.

After getting the horse, Li Yi kept circling it. He seemed very happy. In the west, who could resist a good horse? It was true that following the right boss made all the difference in life. He was determined to sell his worthless life to his boss. He planned to name the horse Chi Yan.

"Alright, stop wandering around. You can take your time looking at it when we get back. Have you ever ridden a horse before? Do you know how to ride?" Henry couldn't stand Li Yi's silly grin and asked.

"I've ridden it before, but I'm not familiar with it and rarely ride it."

"It's alright, we'll take it slow. Flying Eagle will give you some pointers along the way, and you'll get the hang of it quickly."

With that, everyone mounted their horses and slowly headed toward Beecher's Wish.

"Flying Eagle, how have you been these past few days? Are you getting used to it?"

After thinking for a long time, Flying Eagle said, "Well, at first it was really hard to get used to. It felt like we were bound by some invisible rules. We weren't as free as we were in the mountains, and many people looked down on us. Although they didn't say it, I could tell."

But gradually I also discovered that many people were kind to us. There are so many things in this society we're unfamiliar with, and if we weren't with you, I think it would be very difficult for us to integrate. We also don't know how to make a living in the city. The noise of machinery here makes it impossible to find peace.

However, it's undeniable that many things here have brought convenience to people's lives. For example, trains can quickly transport people and goods to their destinations; there are professional doctors and medical equipment, preventing people from dying easily; and there are good educational opportunities, rather than a period of unchecked growth.

To be honest, before I met you, I always thought my father was a cowardly chief. Although I respected him, I also looked down on him. I know we can't fight against civilization, I don't know where our future lies, I just want to fight those who oppress us to the end, even if it means dying.

Having walked this path with you, I've discovered there seem to be other options. The fog before my eyes has thinned somewhat, but I still can't see the road ahead clearly.

"It's okay, take your time. At least you can see further now than before, right?"

"Here we are."