Act 20 Visitors from the South
Doug stuffed a few dry canvases with wood pellet dice into a canvas bag and drove to Yale University.
While in the car, he tried to read a newspaper clipping. But I only looked at it twice and gave up.
It's not just because the sky is dark and the light is insufficient.,It's also because of the constant shaking carriage.,Always make the book constantly move up and down a little.,People can't concentrate at all.。
Reading books and newspapers in such a state is not learning knowledge and grasping information, but ruining one's own eyes.
Doug not only carried a suitcase, but also held a civilization stick, and a few canvas bags hanging from his waist, looking a little bloated, he leaned on the back of the carriage, closed his eyes, and thought about his next plan.
Don't look at everything is going well now, but the funds he holds come from the loan of the Eagle Bank in New Haven.
According to the agreement signed with the banker, William, after getting the money, no matter what Doug was doing, the debt was skyrocketing.
It's not easy to outrun debt.
Doug put his hand in his trouser pocket and stroked the silver coins in his pocket, the first money he had made since he came into this world.
Materialist, he never wanted to think of it as a lucky coin. I don't think that carrying this coin will be favored by the goddess of fate.
He left this coin for a very clear purpose, which was to spur himself to work hard to make money.
Every time he touched the coin, Doug thought of himself wandering between the trash cans, hungry and cold.
The foul smell, the swirling flies, the spitting eyes.
I watched as one homeless man after another fell to the side of the road, falling into a permanent sleep.
Helplessly hiding medical students who do not have autopsies, but also want to create autopsies, avoid becoming their "gross teachers".
Fear and helplessness.
There is not the slightest sense of security.
Doug has had enough of those days!
To get out of it all, you have to have money.
If you have money, you will have power, and if you have money, you can control the whole world!
Doug thought about his ballooning debts, smiled and muttered, "My time is worth a lot. ”
Being able to borrow money is also an ability, isn't it?
Doug thought of the plan he had written for William, and the smile on his lips grew even stronger.
He opened his eyes with vigor, and the carriage entered the main entrance of Yale University.
Once again, Doug paid lavishly, and looked at the coachman who had left with a red face as if he had taken an aphrodisiac (harmony) medicine, and he thought that money was a good thing.
Maybe this coachman will be able to revive his majesty when he gets home tonight?
The salon he is going to attend today is not in yesterday's café, but in another teahouse.
It can be seen from the fact that the meeting place is a teahouse, and this salon is more pro-British than yesterday's one.
After all, Britain consumes a huge amount of tea every year, and tea is like a filthy lubricant, which has become the lubricant of British industrialization.
Doug pushed the door and entered the teahouse, the first floor was silent, only three or two kittens.
When he entered the second floor and had not yet shown his invitation, he had heard many voices when he joined the salon, which had been going on from tea time to the present.
"I think we should accept British conditions!
What happened to goods imported into the UK?
Isn't it good for us to be a raw material source?
Why do we have to industrialize?
My uncle's family is in the south, and his family owns a large plantation, and every year as long as he watches the black slaves work and receive the goods on time, he can live a better life than in England!
Using British industrial products and eating the delicacies of various colonies, the whole British Empire is serving my uncle!
Don't you want to live like this?
Why are we going to industrialize?
Is life better in the industrialized north than in the south?
Look at the haze in the sky, look at the filthy rivers.
Give up industrialization!
What we need is not industrialization, but plantations!"
A guy who looks at the color of his hair is Irish and stands impassioned at the table.
After his speech, the audience gave a round of applause.
Although the response was not enthusiastic, there were still people who helped and shouted:
"Don't pollute!
Don't pollute! Don't industrialize!
To plant, to idyll!
To plant, to idyll!"
Doug smiled when he saw their performance. It can be seen that they "infiltrated" from the south.
Life in the South may indeed be as good as he says, but it belongs only to a few, to the plantation owners who own more than ten slaves and own large tracts of land.
Ordinary white people, even if they can be called slave owners, have at most one or two slaves, and they have to work in the fields with the slaves to work for the big plantation owners, and life is not necessarily more comfortable than in the north.
Originally, the two economic systems of the north and the south played their own games, but in recent years, the economy of the north has encountered problems, and it is extremely eager for the huge market in the south to alleviate the crisis.
But the plantation owners in the South felt that the Yankees in the North were of poor quality and expensive, and that they were all British knockoffs.
We are directly connected with the British Empire, why use your high-quality and high-priced Xibei goods?
When the northerners found that this could not be done, they raised the banner of justice. The injustice of the Southern plantation economy was promoted, and black people should have human rights. And infiltrated the south on the basis of the railway line, assisted the black slaves to escape from the plantations, and rescued them to the north.
In a series of propaganda in the North, people gradually recognized that blacks should have human rights, that the plantation economy in the South was evil, and that those who participated in the "railroad organization" and went to the South to rescue black slaves were heroes.
Many young people in the North, too, embarked on a journey to free black slaves because of a sense of honor.
To the Southerners, however, this is undoubtedly theft.
Almost all blacks in the South had masters, and the meaning of black slaves to their masters was assets, like coachmen's horses and factory owners' steam engines.
The northerners "emancipated" the black slaves, that is, they stole assets worth as much as two or three hundred or even four or five hundred dollars.
How could the South be stolen unilaterally, on the one hand, they sent a tracking team to recover the stolen slaves, and on the other hand, they also sent people to infiltrate the North to carry out various propaganda activities.
Propaganda "The plantation economy is the best economic model." ”
Propaganda "abandon industrialization and embrace the idyll." ”
The man preaching in the teahouse at this moment is undoubtedly from the south, exporting his southern values to these young people who are inclined to Britain.
Doug has no universal values and doesn't think anyone is good and who is evil.
In his world, whoever makes him profitable is a friend, and whoever makes him lose is an enemy.
Doug is still too weak and lacks capital at the moment, even if he participates in the battle between the north and the south, in addition to wasting precious time, he will not gain much.
He glanced at the people in the salon and found two "acquaintances" he had met yesterday, one was medical student Gilbert and the other was Thompson.
"Hey, dude Thompson, we're meeting again! Look at what I've brought, I've brought five copies of Monopoly.
Friends around me are curious about what "Monopoly" is, right?
Let's show you the proud work "Monopoly" below!"
Doug caught everyone's attention with his dramatic tone and exaggerated movements, and he tossed all the canvas bags around his waist at Thompson, and then, as he had done last time, emptied the table and spread his cloth.
All eyes were on Doug.
As for the two young men from the South, one was standing on the table and the other was under the table, and they were all hanging there.
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