Gilbert understood, Gilbert understood it all!

He understood what the little beggar in front of him was going to do! This damn inferior man planned to use a piece of cloth and a few wood grains to cheat money.

He just raised his hand and wanted to stop him, but before he could speak, he heard someone ask, "How much do you sell?"

"One dollar! Just one dollar!" Doug said.

In the mid-nineteenth century, although the United States had implemented the Coin Crime Act for some years, its domestic currency was not unified.

The front is engraved with the words "Libety" and the US dollar in the minting year, and the circulation is even worse than that of the Spanish and Mexican Eagle.

In addition, there are 1,396 banks in the federal government that have "State Bank Licenses" that can issue bank notes with the same effect as coins.

The US financial system is complex and obscure. What Doug said about a dollar is actually a general term.

Whether it is a dollar coin produced by the Mint, Spanish and Mexican Eagle of the same value, even bank vouchers printed by banks are equivalent to one dollar.

For ordinary people living in the United States, they would definitely not buy a board game that costs one dollar, a board game that only has a piece of cloth and a few wood grains.

But for the nobles and rich children of Yale University, a dollar is not considered money at all.

"I want one!"

"I want one too!"

"I, I, I! I want it too!"

...

The scene suddenly became hot.

"Mr. Williams, Miss Johnson, Mr. Davis, Mr. Thompson..." Doug took out his calfskin masked notebook and wrote down their names on paper while pronounced his last name.

After the record was finished, he pressed his hands down, and said with an excited expression, "I'm glad that everyone can support me. I have been thinking about the game "Monopoly" for three years. During these three years, I have been thinking about what the United States, our country, should look like.

And some of the achievements I have thought about are also concentrated in the game "Monopoly".

Compared to making money, I hope my thoughts can be spread.

I am very happy that everyone can like this game. Thank you again for your support.

If you believe me, Doug, you can pay me the money in advance. In five days, I will deliver the game "Monopoly" to everyone."

The people present untied their money bags, some gave Doug Mexican Eagle, some gave legal coins, but more people gave them bank coin.

Gilbert watched coldly, and he quietly counted the number of people who paid the money and found that there were actually twelve payments.

Can you make twelve dollars in six hours?

this……

He looked at the stupid people below and suddenly felt that there were still many fools in this world.

if……

If I do it myself, will the money be my own?

Gilbert was startled by this idea.

Although he was a descendant of a famous medical family, his life at Yale was not well-off.

The reason why he came to the United States from the United States from across the ocean was that he did not go to Cambridge University but to attend Yale University, which was not famous in the United Kingdom.

It was because of his father who accidentally healed an earl.

It would be fine if one count was only cured. Medicine has never been a discipline that can cure people 100%.

The most important thing is that the Count's guards found three naked (harmonious) girls in the basement of Gilbert's house.

Of course, this is not a problem either.

Which nobleman doesn’t have some special hobbies?

From any perspective, it is very normal to imprison a girl in the basement.

However, when asked these girls, I learned that Old Gilbert imprisoned them not to do happy things with them.

Instead, they have to release their blood every day and cook with their blood.

This is the big problem!

In the Catholic country of Great Britain and the United Kingdom of Ireland, blood represents filth and uncleanness.

Bloodletting therapy, which has been popular for centuries, also has religious considerations. Letting away filth and uncleanness will make people healthy? What a simple and powerful logic!

Therefore, all the property of the Gilbert family was confiscated, and their family was expelled from the borders of Great Britain and the United Kingdom of Ireland.

In the end, Gilbert, the old man, was able to continue studying medicine at Yale through the connections accumulated by his ancestors.

At this moment, there were two little demons fighting in front of little Gilbert.

One said, "How can the board game "Monopoly" be made by the inferior little beggar! This is a defilement of noble board games!"

Another said, "Fuck the damn little beggar, everything is your Gilbert!"

The two little demons, who had no worst, had only worse, quarreled for a long time Doug's way of death. Suddenly, the two demons pointed the red hell fork in their hands at Gilbert's neck at the same time.

It seemed as if from the Endless Fire Hell that said, "Boy, do you know how to do it?"

"Yeah." Gilbert nodded quickly.

"Bang!" The two little demons disappeared.

Doug on the other side had already started rolling up his "table cloth" and was about to leave.

He was quite satisfied with the salon's gains. Of course, what he was satisfied with was not the twelve dollar income of Nagqu, but the possibility that "Monopoly" would become popular among Yale college students.

These so-called nobles and rich children, and so-called elite students, are just ordinary people.

Doug packed everything and looked at the dark night outside the window, planning to go to Tom to get his new self-defense tool.

"Hello, wait!" Doug's black clothes were about to blend into the night when a young man running out of the cafe called him.

"Mr. Williams, what's wrong with you?" Doug asked.

"I..." Williams' tender face turned slightly red, "That... can you... sell me a few more copies of "Monopoly".

Ten pieces!

No!

Just five servings!”

Doug looked at Williams, and the latter was slightly nervous.

Doug looked at his nervous look and stepped forward and raised his hand to pat his shoulder, which was about the same height as his head.

"Five portions? Ten portions? Williams, fifty portions and five hundred portions! As long as... you have money!" Doug said.

"Is that true? Is this really that? I... this is my wallet, you take it away!" Williams said, taking it away.

Doug took the purse, slightly bumped, nodded with satisfaction and then asked, "What do you want to do with "Monopoly"?"

"I...I want to promote your thoughts! I want to make money by myself like you!" Williams said excitedly.

"Good boy." Doug patted his shoulder again, "Since that's the case, you might as well work for me first. As for the money, how about it as tuition?"
Chapter completed!