"Name?"
The customs officers stopped him, and everyone was immune to this step, but the Hawaiian ships were not the focus of the inspection, and they were now on the lookout for poor Europeans, especially stowaways from Italy.
"My name is Slade Wilson, can you hurry up, please?
I was in a hurry to get home. ” Su Ming said as he handed out a five-dollar tip, and he opened his mouth with a standard Upper East Side accent in New York, which fully showed that he was American.
Sure enough, the chubby customs officer nodded with a smile, accepted the tip without a trace, and casually glanced at the birth certificate, and the items he carried did not need to be checked.
"Welcome home, sir."
He signaled that Su Ming could pass, then waved the wooden stick in his hand and shouted to the people behind him, "Next, hurry up here." ” Passing through the bustling crowd, passing through the old dock full of a sense of the times, and amid the cry of seagulls, Su Ming walked into the city with a smile on his face.
Skyscrapers, classic cars, old-fashioned trench coats and fedora hats, the surrounding streets are a similar sight.
The policeman is holding a wooden stick, the child is selling his newspaper, and not far from the dock is an Italian delicatessen whose owner is using strips of cloth to drive flies from the roast chicken.
Noisy, lively, this is the New York of the twenties.
Watching people in old fashions walk down the street, he felt like he had stepped into a black-and-white film.
Now he still has more than 9,000 US dollars on him, if it is only used for food, drink and life, it is enough for him to consume for a long time, but if he wants to use this money to start an arms company and realize his long-term plan, it will be far from enough.
A small workshop will not be able to eat a defense order.
This money is just start-up capital, and Su Ming plans to make money quickly through a series of plans in the early stage.
The first is winemaking.
Sitting in the taxi, Su Ming could hear the sound of jazz music coming from the side of the road, but there was no smell of alcohol, such a day was incomplete.
The era of Prohibition was also the era of the rise of homegrown gangsters in the United States.
The starting point of Prohibition cannot be said to be wrong, after all, it is good to let people focus on serious life and work, and not to sleep drunk every day.
However, alcohol is also addictive.
Many people can't do without it at all, but as a result, the state doesn't allow it to be sold, and it is illegal to buy and sell, what should I do?
In Capital, it is said that as long as there is a suitable profit, capital will be bold.
If there is a fifty percent profit, it can take risks; For the sake of 100 percent profit, it dares to trample on all human laws; With a profit of 300 percent, it dares to commit any crime, even to the risk of being hanged.
Originally, the business of brewing and selling belonged to regular factories and regular merchants, but now that the state has issued an order, they can only turn from light to dark, brew secretly, and fight wits and courage with the police.
However, because the gangsters who were originally engaged in the underground business were more organized and more secretive, they successfully broke out of the market competition, and formed a one-stop underground industry of brewing, transportation, and sales, and made a lot of money with the family as the system.
They are criminals in the first place, and if they are caught, the production and sale of illicit liquor is probably the least serious crime, and the other crimes such as murder and arson are long enough to go to the electric chair.
This is a real profiteering industry, at this time a few sacks of corn are only about $1 or more, but after distillation, fermentation, etc., it becomes a barrel of private corn whiskey, which can be sold for more than $50, which is easy.
Earn 50 times the profit in about seven days, you don't need to run around, just have a basement, a few pots and steamers, barrels.
As for the light smell of alcohol?
Bad taste?
In this era, this is not a problem in the eyes of consumers, and before 1933, you would never have to worry about the market for your products.
If the horse urine does taste a little beer, then you can sell the horse urine as well Of course, the gangsters often have poor craftsmanship, and in order to sell it as soon as possible, the fermentation time is insufficient, so most of the methanol content in moonshine exceeds the standard, and many blind people in this era are also caused by drinking moonshine.
Su Ming plans to join this industry now, his capital is sufficient, and distillation and brewing have a foundation in this era, and the instruments and equipment are ready-made, and they can be bought in the closed factory.
All he had to do was buy the ingredients, pick a secluded spot to get to work, and then be able to cover a bar.
Will a world-class super-soldier not be able to cover a bar and a factory?
Moonshine is now an underground business, so everything comes according to the rules of the underground world, and in this world, the fist is the right to speak.
Su Ming only asks for money, not territory, so the gangsters are okay with him.
Of course, if someone comes to find fault because he robbed the liquor business, then Su Ming doesn't mind erasing a few more gangsters and giving the people of New York a place to live and work in peace and contentment The first thing to do is to pick a place to use as a factory site to store the equipment for brewing, and for ease of transportation, it's a good idea to be close to the Hudson River, and take advantage of the night to load the barrels onto the boat and deliver them to the bar.
Of course, this is the practice of ordinary gangsters, and Su Ming has a better idea, which is the complex space under New York City.
New York was built in 1664 and has been expanded and added several times to date.
Sewers also tend to change due to changes in the ground building.
For example, the area where Fifth Avenue and 64th Street once intersected was a bustling residential area, but after 1856, a large area of the surrounding area was reclaimed by the government, bulldozed and converted into today's Central Park.
However, there is no money to change the various systems underground, and there is no need to waste money, so they are abandoned and idle.
New York's sewers contain a flood system, which is sturdy, and in many places it's spacious enough for ten trucks to pass side by side.
Once Su Ming saw the Die Hard III, the villain in it burgled the Federal Building through the abandoned underground tunnel, and directly pulled away 100 tons of gold with a truck.
Of course, that's not what happened in the Marvel Universe, but the tactics can be borrowed, and Su Ming just needs to find a spacious and hidden place enough.
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So he found a hotel to stay in, hid his gear, and then took a taxi to the New York State Library, where he could find out all the underground pipeline changes since New York was built.
Walking through the bustling streets, smiling at the children who refused to sell flowers, Su Ming walked into the high porch of the library.
It was probably the fewest intelligence fee ever paid by Deathbell, and for just $1 he had been given a library badge that he could freely access the pipeline records.
He pretended to be a student studying the history of the tunnel, so the library had no suspicion of him, and they had seen a lot of students studying fecal-eating beetles, and some people came to inquire about cannibal recipes a few days ago, so it should be a professor who started a new topic Besides, these materials are originally on public display, and no one usually looks at them at all.
Bypassing the rows of bookshelves, following the librarian who led the way, walking in this building full of the smell of ink, the bright light and solemn environment made Su Ming subconsciously lighten his steps.
"This is it, this cabinet is all you want."
The library staff gestured to a tall bookcase next to him and said to him.
Here you can find not only the historical record, but also the blueprints that were originally designed, the cost of the project, the people involved, and so on.
Su Ming nodded at him in gratitude and pulled out a large scroll of drawings from it.
"Ahem" Su Ming came to wipe this thing with a duster, it seems that no one has touched it in recent decades, and it is all thick dust, like an archaeological artifact.
He also asked about the map of the building on the ground, as well as the location of the drawings of the water supply pipe, the electricity supply pipe, the sewage pipe, etc., which all needed to be seen.
In particular, the subway route map, which was built in New York City in 1904, abandoned some of the experimental tunnels that had been built earlier.
Drawings were taken off the shelves and laid out on the table, and the bespectacled museum staff in the distance only supervised that he did not deface the books and materials, but did not care what he was inquiring about.
All the complex pipelines were memorized by Su Ming, and the supercomputer-like brain immediately reorganized hundreds of thousands of straight lines and line segments in his brain.
He needed to choose a place with electricity or gas supply, a large enough underground space, and a very secluded building above.
"There are so many places like this, no wonder there will be an endless stream of masked people in New York in the future, and it will be too easy to find a safe house here."
Just by sweeping it over, Su Ming found hundreds of eligible places, which made him inevitably sigh.
If the days when Americans were digging bomb shelters after the Cold War had passed, now these underground passages and abandoned bomb shelters would have no problem setting up an underground kingdom.
Putting away these thoughts, Su Ming put these drawings back in place, put them back one by one, and thanked the administrator.
Although the staff didn't know why he only looked at the materials for five minutes, it was okay that he could leave work earlier.
Su Ming's goal is to survey all these hundreds of underground targets on the spot within three days.
Time is tight, and the task is heavy, so we must start immediately.
He was so idle that he was about to grow hair during the month on the ship, so he still did it to make him more comfortable.
After leaving the library, he didn't take the car, found a hidden alley, lifted the manhole cover on the ground and jumped in.
In urban legend, there are crocodiles bigger than kun in the sewers of New York, but for Su Ming, getting a good crocodile leash is also a good collectible.
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