Act Twenty-Four: We Are Criminals!

Many things are precious only in the eyes of those who understand.

For those who don't understand, the core of the whole game carrier of "Monopoly" is nothing more than a colorful and dirty canvas.

But in Sheffield's eyes, the nested structure, the interlocking rules, had been detached from reality itself, and brought him unparalleled pleasure on a spiritual level.

In his mind, he could even imagine the process of building a house from scratch, the bustling crowds, and the players who were above it and turned the world upside down.

Doug throws two dice, which spiral in the middle of the canvas to freeze the frame.

As he moved the coin, he said, "I can sell it to you for a dollar." ”

"A dollar ......," Sheffield repeated almost through gritting his back molars.

Unlike many students at Yale, Sheffield attended only the most ordinary, literacy-like school.

In addition, he did not have any property under his name, and every penny spent was harvested from the land of the plantation by his own labor.

Although the uncle treated the family well, he was only good compared to the black slaves.

No one in this world would give up their due profits. This is true of the capitalists of the North, and so of the plantation owners of the South.

As Sheffield handed out the coin, a long picture crossed in front of him.

From the first blood marks on the arms, to the thick calluses on the hands.

That silver coin from Mexico condensed too much of his blood and sweat.

Doug observes Sheffield as he battles the rest of Thompson and Gilbert in the game.

He knew that every dollar meant something different to different people, and he knew that maybe Sheffield felt that the game was too expensive at the moment, and was struggling with his thoughts.

However, he doesn't care, for him, money is money.

The desire for the game "Monopoly" finally triumphed over reason. Sheffield clutched the silver coin and offered it with both hands.

Doug took the silver coin and slipped it into his pocket, "You see, I don't have any stock here. You can wait a little longer, and when we're done playing this set of Monopoly, it'll be yours. ”

"Thank you so much. Sheffield said.

"It's fine. Doug, who was watching the situation on the field, just waved his hand.

Sheffield didn't care, but looked at the "Monopoly" that already belonged to him with interest.

However, the young man beside him pulled him and whispered something in his ear.

Sheffield's face gradually turned red, and knowing that after listening to his words, he angrily rebuked, "What do you know? You think that the great game of Monopoly is just a piece of cloth and two dice?

You say that the cost of this thing is not worth thirty cents?

You said you've memorized that you're going to draw another one for me when you go back, and it won't cost you a dollar?

Do you understand?

All you see is a canvas, and you don't know how much hard work and sweat this gentleman put into designing this game.

Don't you remember that farming tool your father designed?

Works, doesn't it?

You think you can make a lot of money, don't you?

But when people look at it, they will say, isn't it just a few pieces of wood? It's still so expensive?

They all went back and did it themselves, did your father make any money?

No!

No!

On the contrary, I am sad and overworked, and my health is not good yet!

Do you remember what you said before you came to the North?

You say that the factories in the north are all robbers and thieves. Every single item is stealing businesses in the UK.

You say that your greatest desire to come to the North is to make these robbers and thieves pay.

And what are you talking to me about now?

And I said that you are going to do the same thing with those thieves and robbers?

Isn't it just a piece of cloth and two pieces of wood?

Henry, you've let me down so much!"

Henry, who was opposite Sheffield, who originally wanted to help him save money, also turned red when he heard Sheffield's words.

Ashamed, he wanted to argue, but he didn't know what to say.

Sheffield didn't wait for him to answer, but turned directly to Doug, bowed very sincerely, and said, "I'm sorry, sir." ”

Doug waited until he finished his silver coins before slowly turning around and saying, "It's okay, I don't care." It is not a crime to have only thoughts and no actions.

If you really have bad thoughts and think about it, you can count it as a crime, and not a single one of these people here, including me, is not a criminal. Everyone said yes or no!"

"Yes! We are criminals!"

"We are criminals!"

Because the game quickly brought the relationship closer, everyone was attracted by Sheffield's reprimand just now, and when they heard Doug's words at this moment, they immediately started to coax.

There are even people who are proficient in music rhythm, pick up the spoon that stirs milk tea, and sing to the rhythm on the bone china cup.

"We are criminals!

We are criminals!

Righteous Irishmen!

Righteous Irishmen!

We must kill the criminals! Kill! Kill!"

Despite the joke, the discrimination against the Irish runs deep into the bones.

Two young people from Ireland, listening to these young people from New England, sang "We Are Criminals" in unison, and they originally lowered their heads and lowered their heads.

When the madness passed, Doug said, "I'm sure all of you here are gentlemen, and you won't pirate my game like this gentleman just said, what do you think?"

"Of course!"

"We're not real criminals!"

"We don't pirate, you have to make it quickly! You make the game so fun, and you don't produce it, don't blame us if there is piracy when the time comes!"

"You can rest assured that I have already bought a factory specifically to produce this game! If you have time to do so, you can visit my factory together!

It's like this Mr. Sheffield said. I also hate thieves, let's witness the rise of originality together!"

Doug impassionedly said that although his "Monopoly" was a severed giant head, he did not have the slightest red heartbeat.

Say what is missing.

Compared with original research and development, imitation is the lowest cost.

If you want to get the capitalists to abandon the practice of the lowest cost and the highest profit, unless the dog can change it...... Eat bones.

"Okay! That's it! In order to be able to play your game as soon as possible, let's visit tomorrow!"

"Yes, I'll go tomorrow!"

"Okay! Tomorrow I will welcome you to visit the Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory. Doug looked apologetically at Thompson and Gilbert, "Is this the end of today's game?" I think I need to go back and prepare." ”

"Okay, let's pause for now. Thompson was also very happy to see such an enthusiastic response.

Gilbert squeezed the family emblem in his hand and looked at the points piled up on Doug's side.

The virtual game is over though.

But the reality showdown has just begun!

"I!" will be the victor!"