Chapter 299

Standing in Bartley Park in Manhattan, Zhou Zhen looked at the statue of liberty, which was almost the same as that of later generations, and looked back at the skyscrapers that had not changed much.

This is the economic center of the US emperor and the place where he will live for three years.

Sitting on the park bench, Zhou Zhen looked at the data stored for a long time, picked up the military bag, carried a bag on her back, and walked to Chinatown in the Lower East District.

It's like a closed community. Most of the Chinese here refuse to integrate into American society.

Zhou Zhen's capital preparations are all invested in the futures market. Naturally, she has to save money in recent months.

When there is no money, living in Chinatown can at least enjoy delicious food.

Of course, more importantly, he has good cooking skills and can find a good job in Chinatown.

The great depression has not yet begun. Since the rise of oil prices, industrialized countries have been severely affected, and the economy has begun to decline.

In the park, many artists are performing their talents. People come and go in the streets. In addition to cars and decoration, people's clothes are relatively backward. Manhattan in this era is not different from that in later generations.

Of course, if you look behind the brilliance, the decline here is also very serious. Especially after entering Chinatown, you can find that it is dirty everywhere and full of small advertisements.

People here speak Cantonese and Minnan dialect. Zhou Zhen doesn't recognize the idea of fellow villagers, but observes a few big hotels.

There are a lot of Cantonese food here. Zhou Zhen met Shandong cuisine of northern cuisine. After observing it, he was a little disappointed.

No wonder the Mandarin speaking Bay people did not come here after they immigrated here. Instead, they created a Chinatown in flushing.

However, he is still ready to settle down here, because it is not far from going out, that is, wall street.

Anyway, it's only a few months. It's inconvenient to live in flushing and travel to Manhattan.

When he has money, of course, he will not continue to live here, but will choose the villa area in the upper east or the suburbs as his temporary residence.

Zhou Zhen takes a fancy to a three story taibaiju restaurant. Zhou Zhen goes in.

It's not a meal now. A woman in her forties looked at Zhou Zhen with some doubts and said in English, "sorry, it's time for rest."

Zhou Zhen put down her bag and said in Chinese, "I'm not here for dinner, but I want to apply for a chef."

The woman opened her mouth in surprise and couldn't help saying, "your Chinese is very good."

"A Chinese master taught me. He not only taught me to speak Chinese language, but also taught me master level cooking."

"Master level?"

Zhou Zhen nodded affirmatively. "That's why I want to ask you if you want a master chef of Shandong cuisine."

She hesitated and said, "if you know about China, you should know that we mainly focus on Cantonese food."

She still speaks in English, but Zhou Zhen, a "foreign devil", always speaks in Chinese, which is particularly strange.

Zhou Zhen glanced at an old man and a middle-aged man who came, and several cleaning waiters also watched curiously. "Would you like to try my craft?"

The old man asked, "what's up?"

The woman told him Zhou Zhen's demands. He turned and asked, "do you know Shandong cuisine? Do you say you are a master craftsman?"

"You can test me. If you are satisfied, let me stay. If you are not satisfied, let's talk about pay and working hours."

The old man also felt a little uncomfortable. "You don't have to prove your understanding of China. You can communicate with us in English."

Zhou Zhen nodded and said, "are you a retired soldier?"

"Yes, I just came back from Asia."

He looked at Zhou Zhen's face again, told the middle-aged man, "then try it first."

The middle-aged man said, "you can put your luggage here first. Don't worry about losing it."

Zhou Zhen put down her luggage, followed the middle-aged man to the back kitchen, and heard the conversation between the woman and the old man. "Dad, why did you promise? We are Cantonese food!"

"Shandong cuisine can also make seafood. It is also the first of the eight major cuisines and pays the most attention to skills. Moreover, don't you think an American chef knows American tastes better? Besides, it can also be used as a means of publicity..."

The back kitchen of this restaurant is very large. The hotel on the third floor has at least 40 or 50 tables, and there are 40 or 50 chefs. It's too small to stand.

Cooking stoves are not different from later generations. They burn diesel.

Zhou Zhen looked around the dishes and asked, "how many dishes do you need to cook?"

"Four courses, meat, vegetables, seafood and soup."

Zhou Zhen thought about it, chose sea cucumber and prepared to make a fried sea cucumber with scallions; I chose yam and prepared to make a silk pulling yam; He also took the materials of Hibiscus chicken slices and yellow croaker soup and gathered up the materials.

Then, instead of being in a hurry, he became familiar with the location of various spices before he began to solve the dishes.

Some on duty chefs and helpers also gathered around this time, but they all stood a few steps away and watched Zhou Zhen perform.

As soon as an expert makes a move, he knows whether there is one.

Zhou Zhen couldn't find anything wrong from cooking to frying. He was an expert at first sight.

After a while, the four dishes were ready, and Zhou Zhen said after spelling out the shape: "it's the only way to make a few dishes temporarily. In the future, you can prepare the materials first. Some dishes take a few hours to really taste."

The middle-aged man has been conquered by Zhou Zhen's craft. He is also a cook. Naturally, he knows how good Zhou Zhen's performance is.

If he hadn't tried it first, he couldn't help but want to try it first.

He nodded to Zhou Zhen and ordered the other two chefs. "Lao Huang, Lao Lin, take two more pairs of chopsticks and taste them together. Sir..."

Zhou Zhen said, "my family is Travis bicker."

"Mr. bicker, my last name is Chen. You're a good craftsman, but my father needs to decide whether you go or stay."

"I see."

The others didn't follow up. The two of them, together with two chefs, carried the dishes to the hall outside.

Old man, they took turns to taste Zhou Zhen's dishes and praised them one by one.

The old man Chen couldn't hold it anymore and asked, "Mr. bicker, what salary do you expect?"

Zhou Zhen said, "it's 350 dollars a week, including board and lodging, and it's a single room. We can sign a contract for three months."

Old man Chen said, "three hundred and fifty is a little high. Our chef here has only two hundred a week."

Zhou Zhen said, "I can help you take two disciples."

Others may attach great importance to their skills, but Zhou Zhen won't. He didn't live on this, but now he's just an expedient in the world.

The old man pondered and said, "three hundred."

Zhou Zhen pretended to hesitate before nodding. "I ask for a one-day holiday every week, and the time can be arranged flexibly."

"OK."

Zhou Zhen has a good cooking skill. Not to mention that he still has more than 10000 dollars, even if he doesn't have a penny, Zhou Zhen is not afraid of no food.

Show a little bit, this too white house directly hired at a high salary.

At present, the average income of a middle-class American family is only $8000. He earns $300 a week, which is 15000 a year.

Of course, this is only relative to ordinary people. For example, some middle-class high-income people, dentists and good lawyers, their income is still much higher than him.

Among the ordinary people with the highest income in New York, taxi drivers are the highest income. In the United States in the 1970s, just like in China in the 1980s, taxi drivers are also high-income people.

In the original play, Travis drives a taxi and earns 300 to 350 a week. That's why he said many times that he didn't know where to spend his money.

But the taxi driver works for 12 hours or more and has to rent a house and eat by himself, and now he has everything.

The restaurant originally had dormitories. It was the upper three floors of a five story apartment building. There were still empty rooms in it. Zhou Zhen soon arranged a room for her.

Zhou Zhen bought some daily necessities and bedding first and settled down that night.

Then he went to the restaurant, found many old newspapers, spent ten minutes, copied them all, pretended not to be interested, and began to go back and analyze them carefully.

From this view, we found several places different from the real history.

For example, the name of the biggest gang leader in New York is Michael Corleone, which is the famous Godfather.

In an old newspaper, he also noticed a message that Rambo was sentenced to 15 years in prison.

Except for the insertion of some film and television dramas, the world in other places is not much different from the original world.

For example, in the first two months, a hippie concert called Summer jam was attended by 600000 people in Watkins Glen, Wuzhi lake, northern New York.

This is another large-scale rock concert after Woodstock Music Festival. It is also a famous activity of the beat generation.

In terms of economy and politics, there is little difference, which also means that Zhou Zhen plans to turn around by futures and become rich, which is still very promising.

Mr. Chen thought that Zhou Zhen applied for the job because she had no money. In this era, the Chinese are still bullied, and few whites are willing to work for the Chinese.

So he also paid Zhou Zhen a week's salary and asked him to buy daily necessities.

Zhou Zhen came to Citibank the next day, opened an account in their investment banking department, left only $60 of $16560, and transferred all the others.

Zhou Zhen has never invested in futures, but now he has all the knowledge of futures investment, so he behaves like an expert.

With a margin of 16500 US dollars and a margin ratio of 5%, it can operate 330000 futures contracts.

But generally, we can't invest all of them, because we should prevent fluctuations and increase investment.

Therefore, a reserve fund of 1500 US dollars was reserved, and 300000 short-term three-month oil futures contracts were operated with 15000 US dollars.

If, according to historical development, the price of oil rises fourfold, Zhou Zhen can use this 15000 US dollars to earn 1.2 million.

Two years ago, gold and US dollars were still fixed exchange. Thirty five US dollars were exchanged for an ounce of gold. Almost one US dollar, I bought a gram of gold.

In the past two years, the Bretton Woods system collapsed, the dollar began to depreciate, and an ounce of gold only rose to dozens of dollars.

Therefore, the millionaires of this era are not the middle class, but the real rich.