Chapter 611 Chewing Tobacco

Zhang Heng got up from the bed as soon as it was light the next day, washed briefly and went downstairs.

While he and Wendy were having breakfast, the Sheriff also arrived. He was riding a white horse. Matching his outfit and the badge on his chest, he looked indescribably handsome. Even the female owner of the hotel couldn't help it. Looked at him twice.

"Would you like a cup of coffee? Sheriff." Wendy asked.

"It couldn't be better, my dear lady." The Sheriff smiled and dismounted, "I will send you out of the river valley, which is the most vulnerable place to be ambushed. It will be much safer when you get to the plains, and you can go on your own. "

"That's so sweet of you."

"If something happens to Matthew's daughter on my territory, then wouldn't my job as the Sheriff be in vain?" The old cowboy nodded to Zhang Heng, handed the reins to the hotel's busboy, and then walked to the table. "It's a pity that you have to leave so soon. After you find your father, we might be able to go hunting or something together on the way back."

"I like hunting. When I was a child, I went to the forest with my father and watched him hunt hares and other things, but he never let me touch a gun," Wendy said.

"He's right, but I think we can make an exception for him. There's a lot of prey around here." The Sheriff winked at the girl.

"Are there wolves and bears?" Wendy asked enthusiastically.

"Haha, that's rare. These ferocious beasts have been almost killed by the Indians who lived nearby earlier."

"Too bad I haven't seen a bear yet."

"What's so good about that kind of thing?" The Sheriff took his own cup of coffee and thanked the female boss who brought it to him personally.

"I don't know, I just want to see."

"There will be opportunities, there will always be opportunities."

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The three of them chatted while eating breakfast. The atmosphere was very good. The old cowboy was obviously the kind of person who was very good at creating an atmosphere. According to him, he had owed a lot of romantic debts when he was young. He knew that Wendy was at this age. Girls like to listen to whatever they want, and they often have witty remarks.

It even gave Wendy a feeling that it would be better if an old cowboy accompanied her on the road, but this thought only flashed through her mind. As she said before, her father had been missing for some time. Time, she couldn't wait that long.

Thinking of this, Wendy said to the old cowboy, "Sheriff, I think we should probably hit the road."

The old cowboy slapped his head and said, "Oh, sorry, I'm old, and I keep chattering away when I start chatting. I hope I won't bore you."

"How could it be? You are the funniest person I have ever met. It's always a pleasure chatting with you, but we do have important matters."

"Of course, I'm ready, we can set off now." The old cowboy said.

"That's perfect."

"I'll wait for you outside the door." After saying that, the Sheriff smiled at Wendy again, got up and walked towards the door.

The rancher's daughter also finished her breakfast and was about to get up, but the next moment, something touched her thigh.

Wendy lowered her head and was stunned when she saw what Zhang Heng handed over from under the table.

"Keep it, I hope we won't need it later."

Wendy had many questions to ask, but by the time she took the thing, Zhang Heng had already stood up from his seat and asked the old cowboy, "Is Kentucky safe?"

"No, Snowflake is an Arabian horse." The old cowboy said, "It is very fast. Not many horses on the plains can catch up with it."

"It seems I have to continue studying." Zhang Heng said, his body just blocking Wendy behind the table, and the girl hid the thing in her clothes as quickly as possible.

Then the three of them got on their own horses and walked out of Glen Town. Along the way, the old cowboy was still talking and laughing, but Wendy seemed a little absent-minded and kept thinking about what was on her body.

Instead, Zhang Heng took the conversation and started chatting with the old cowboy. He also asked about the local customs and customs of the area. The old cowboy also asked Zhang Heng to try his chewing tobacco.

Zhang Heng followed his instructions and placed the tobacco between his jaw and his teeth. Within a few seconds, a spicy taste filled his mouth and went straight to his throat. Even though it was covered by the mixed spices, It’s still hard to accept.

It is said that chewing tobacco became popular in the United States during the pioneering period because it was difficult for cowboys to light cigarettes while riding horses (it was windy and bumpy), so when they wanted to smoke, they put tobacco in their mouths and just opened their mouths regularly. Just spit out the saliva in it, and you can smoke while working, which is convenient and trouble-free.

However, tobacco juice is more irritating to the oral mucosa than cigarettes, and in modern society there are not many places for you to spit anywhere, so chewing tobacco has gradually withdrawn from the market.

Zhang Heng tasted the taste and spit out the tobacco.

"It's a pity," the old cowboy said, "You speak fluent English, and I heard you have great marksmanship, but if you want to get along in the West, you have to behave more like a Westerner."

"I do still have a lot to learn." Zhang Heng did not refute what he said.

"Don't be anxious. Take your time." The old cowboy patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder to encourage him.

The three of them walked to the entrance of the river valley. It was said to be a river valley but in fact it was tens of thousands of years ago. There is no water here now, but the rock walls on both sides are still there. It is indeed an easy place to set an ambush. The place.

"Let's go." The old cowboy took the lead and walked at the front. Behind him was Wendy, and Zhang Heng was at the back.

The three of them had not gone far when the old cowboy said to Wendy, "I have to apologize to you."

"What are you apologizing for?"

"I lied to you before. I can't let you go on the road to find your father with a random stranger." The old cowboy pulled up the reins, stopped the horse, turned around and said, "This is too dangerous. ”

"You stopped me from finding my father. Are you doing it for my safety, or to cover up the truth behind my father's disappearance?" Wendy said tit for tat.

"Things... are always very complicated." The old cowboy sighed, "Perhaps I will explain it to you when I have the opportunity in the future, but now, you should say goodbye to Mr. Zhang Heng and go home. I can explain to you Promise, I will help you find your father later. Although waiting is sad, sometimes it is the most effective way to solve things."

"Really? Then how are you going to send me home? With all due respect, even if you are twenty years younger, you are still no match for Mr. Zhang Heng." Wendy said.

"Maybe." The old cowboy didn't argue, "Fortunately, I still have helpers."

After he finished speaking, two men with rifles appeared from the rock walls on both sides.

"It is my honor to introduce to you Glen Township Deputy Sheriff, Joseph, and his brother, Jonathan."