Chapter 16: The Snake Oil Kid

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In October 1949, Alex and Richard performed more performances suddenly, and they were too busy to talk. After getting up one morning, Bart said to them, "We are going to Atlanta, Georgia to perform today!" Georgia is a state in the southeastern United States, and it was also a member of the 13 states during the American independence period. It is also called the Peach State or Southern Empire State, which was originally discovered in Spain. It borders the Atlantic Ocean and South Carolina to the east and Tennessee to the north. It has many paper mills and is one of the main areas for pulp production. "Atlanta? Isn't it fun there?" Alex asked excitedly immediately. He liked walking around the most. When performing in various places outside, Alex will contact more people. At this time he felt that he was part of this era. Angel said a little worried: "Are you going to such a far place? Should you just push it away?" Bart said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I am here. The children are also very smart and obedient, so you can wait at home with peace of mind. We only go there for a week at most." "I'm just not accustomed to being alone at home, can't I not go?" Angel still felt uneasy. Bart sighed and said, "They gave a lot of money this time, hundreds of dollars." After Angel heard this, there was nothing to say. She can only ask Bart to take good care of her two sons and don't let them accidentally. Watched by Angel, they embarked on a journey to Atlanta, Georgia, which is located on a plateau at the foot of the Appalachian Mountains at an altitude of 350 meters. It is one of the three largest cities in the United States. It is also the capital and commercial city of Georgia. After getting off the plane, Alex suddenly found that there were many blacks in this place. More than other cities, black figures are everywhere. What he didn't know was that Martin Luther King was a native of Atlanta, and it was also the center of the civil rights movement. There is also the headquarters of the Coca-Cola Company. In 1885, a pharmacist named Pemberton changed the original beverage formula to pemberton’sfrenchwinecoca, which contained cocaine and alcohol. Later, Pemberton’s partners changed the name of the drink to "coca-cola", which is now the world-famous Coca-Cola. The Carpenters mainly performed in major nightclubs in Atlanta, and sometimes went to some pubs. They often went to this one and immediately went to the next one. They were invited to perform by a temporary agent who was responsible for arranging the time and location of the performance. As for the money received, he and the Carpenter brothers got 37 points. After all, places like nightclubs and underground pubs are places where adults go. From time to time, you will see scenes that are not suitable for children. Usually at this time, Bart would cover their eyes with his hands. But so much happened, and Bart didn't bother to take care of it. At the beginning, Richard would be stunned by this erosive environment. In the end, he was numb, and he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes after singing all day. Alex liked to stay in these places. He was tired, but he could hold it. Sometimes he will stare at a n***d girl with big breasts. At this time, of course, he can't make a mistake, he is just lustful in his heart. If you are fascinated, it will be distracting, and the performance may be messed up, which makes them feel a little uncomfortable. The most upsetting is not the almost n***d women, but the drunk guests. These people have poured an unknown number of glasses of wine, their brains become dizzy, and a fight will happen if they receive a little stimulation. Fighting in a bar is a common occurrence. It seems very exciting, but it is not fun when you hit the body. At this time, even if there are n***d women dancing striptease on the stage, there is no way to attract people's attention. But in order to complete the task, they had to insist on singing down, which was written in the agreement. Only when the fighting spread to the edge of the stage, they could retreat and leave. Every time there was a fight, they received a lot less tips. Soon, Bart took them to McCann Town to perform. This small town is located in the southern area of Atlanta and is the "historical heart" of Georgians. There are charming towns and authentic antique shops here. It is also the hometown of "Gone with the Wind", where the great writer Margaret Michel wrote the world famous book "Gone with the Wind". The most dangerous time was in a tavern in McCanntown, where they were singing well on stage. Unexpectedly, there was a quarrel below, and after a while the quarrel turned into a fight, and then the fight developed into a melee. The scene at that time was really chaotic, you hit me, I hit you. However, according to Alex's observation, basically whites beat blacks and blacks beat whites. In this kind of tavern, blacks and whites are mixed together, and it is easy to conflict. Maybe someone hit the other side and lit the fuse, and the conflict between the two sides broke out. In the melee, people fight on the stage. Said it is a stage, in fact, this is just a small place. The Carpenter brothers had nowhere to hide, so they had to flash people. At that time Bart didn't know where he was going, maybe he was drinking, maybe he was beaten. After all, everyone has taken up tables, chairs, and wine bottles as weapons. Alex had originally protected his younger brother behind him, but unexpectedly, a drunkard rushed over. He had no choice but to push Richard away, and when he escaped from the drunkard, he found that his brother was missing. "Richard! Richard! Where are you?" Alex couldn't help calling loudly. He was afraid that something would happen to his brother, that would be finished. While avoiding other people, he crawled on the ground so that he would not be noticed. "Hey! Did you call me?" a black boy asked, looking at him in surprise. The man was also crawling on the ground, and the two almost touched their heads. Alex was a little baffled. He said, "I'm looking for my brother Richard, I didn't call you." The black boy was tall and thin, his skin glowing and shiny, as if covered with a layer of leather. He scratched his messy hair and said, "I am also Richard, but my full name is littlerichard! Is your brother also Richard?" "Yes, can you find it for me?" Alex asked. Little Richard raised his head and looked around, pulling Alex to hide behind the wine cabinet. He said: "Come with me, it's not safe here." The two hid under the wine cabinet and squatted behind a dark red cloth. Secretly looking outside through the gap, I saw that the people in the tavern seemed to be crazy, hitting people when they saw them, people were falling down constantly, and the ground was full of moaning and rolling bodies. "Hey boy! How old is your brother? What does he look like?" Little Richard asked in Alex's ear. Alex replied: "My brother looks the size of a 7-year-old, with short black hair and wearing jeans for performances." Little Richard heard this, glanced at Alex, and said suddenly, "Oh, it's you. I really like the performance of your two brothers! By the way, you are called Brother Carpenter, right? " Alex nodded, stopped talking, and stared outside to find Richard. "Maybe your brother escaped, you don't have to worry." Little Richard comforted in a low voice. "Thank you! My name is Alex and I sing. What about you? What do you do?" Alex asked while looking. Little Richard said after a while, "I'm a snake oil seller! I thought of trying my luck in the tavern, maybe I could sell a few bottles of snake oil. I didn't expect to encounter this kind of scene." "Snake oil?" Alex was stunned after hearing this. He asked: "Is this kind of thing useful? Why do you sell it in such a place?" Little Richard looked at Alex up and down in surprise, and then explained: "Snake oil is very useful. It can detoxify and reduce swelling, moisturize skin and prevent cracking, relieve itching and disinfection. The most important thing is that it is said to be It can enhance the ability of men. Use some when doing things, which can not only lubricate, but also prevent infectious diseases." After listening to it, Alex understood why little Richard would come to the tavern to sell snake oil. He whispered: "Is it that magical?" Little Richard listened and said with his eyes wide open: "Don't believe me, you'll know when you try. It's weird, you kid, what do I say these things do? The hair doesn't grow up." Alex was silent, he said to his heart: "Your sister, when we played with women in the last life, you didn't know where it was." At this moment, the red cloth was pulled apart. A drunk middle-aged white man appeared in front of them, and he laughed loudly: "Haha, see what's hiding here? Two little mice!" The drunk lifted Alex up, and when he was about to punch him hard, Alex hurriedly shouted: "Don't hit me, don't hit me! I'm on your side, I'm on your side. " "Huh? You're not a n****r?" The drunk shone at the light and saw Alex's white skin and blond hair. So he let go of his hand and turned to little Richard. Little Richard didn't look good, and bowed, preparing to run away from the drunkard. Unexpectedly, he was knocked down by the drunk. The drunk sat on little Richard's body, then grabbed little Richard's hair with one hand, and muttered, "Little bastard! I have to beat you to death!" "Mother**er! You can't kill me, you look good!" Little Richard yelled, not timid. The drunk man was furious and gathered his strength. When he was about to punch him, a wine bottle hit his head with a "bang!" It was Alex who hit the man. He never left. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly took out a bottle of beer from the wine cabinet. With enough strength, it hit the back of the drunkard's head. The drunk was smashed silently and fell straight. Little Richard pushed the man away from him with great effort, grabbed Alex's hand extended, and stood up with force. "What should I do now?" Alex asked anxiously. It was the first time he hit someone on the head with a beer bottle, and he didn't know if the other party was seriously injured. At this time, other people in the tavern also noticed these two little guys. What the white alcoholic saw was the black boy Richard, and the black alcoholic saw the white boy Alex. People on both sides stopped unanimously, and slowly surrounded them. "Wait! We are just passing by, you don't need to stop, please keep playing!" Alex looked around, trying to find a place to escape, but the other two groups of men and horses blocked the surrounding area. On the contrary, little Richard was more calm, he bit his lower lip tightly, and said nothing.
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