The headmaster's golden-white hair wrapped around the top of his bare head like a bird's nest.

The bare head was still very eye-catching, and he waved his dry hand and beckoned to Doug, "Come and sit." ”

Doug obediently walked over and sat down across from the principal.

The principal's full name is Theodore Dwight Woolsey. Judging by his surname, he is of English descent. The Christian name "God's Gift" indicates the expectations of his elders, and the middle name, which means "gold and white", is nostalgic for the family ancestors.

Principal Woolsey waited for Doug to sit down and took a folder from the top of his hill-like mountain of papers.

He flipped through the folder, moistened his fingers with spit, crushed the paper, pushed his reading glasses, and said, "I've studied your Monopoly carefully, Doug, are you curious about what my findings are?"

The Headmaster looked up, his deep gaze falling on Doug's face through the clear lenses.

Doug said with a serious face, "Curious. ”

"And guess what the result is?" asked the headmaster.

Doug lowered his head slightly, looked up with a deep groan, and asked rhetorically, "What is your result? Is it about the game itself, or is it reality?"

"Reality, of course. I don't waste a lot of time on just one game. The principal replied.

"If realistically, I think you've already agreed with me after your investigation. Of course, there may be a small problem with the model you build. And this small problem, I think we will see in the near future. Doug said.

"Yes, I did have a problem. The principal frankly admitted, "With the current state situation, it is very difficult to establish a monopoly company across state lines. Especially in the plantation-dominated south. Is it necessary to build a huge plantation in the South that spans several states?

And now in the world of public opinion, the voice of the debate between the South and the North is very hot. If ......"

"If there is a war between the North and the South, and the North wins, then there is a soil for the birth of monopolies. Doug took over Principal Theodore's words.

"Why do you believe that the Civil War will be fought? Do you really think that it matters to us whether blacks are slaves or not, or do you have some cultural research?"

The principal continued to ask questions.

"Your Excellency, whether a black man is a slave or not doesn't matter to you or to me. I don't study culture either, just a little bit about economics.

The economic base determines the superstructure.

Today, the industrialized cities of the United States, mainly in the New England region, are experiencing an unprecedented depression.

I don't know if you've been outside to see it. The streets of New Haven are full of idlers doing nothing.

Do they do nothing because they are lazy?

No!

They are industrious.

But there was no place for them to work.

I've read the newspapers for the past six months, and the number of idlers and vagrants is increasing almost everywhere in the entire New England region.

What went wrong?

It's something wrong with the economy!

What's wrong with the economy?

Is it because of our lack of production capacity?

It's that we don't have a market.

The markets outside the United States are occupied by the Commonwealth, France, Germany, and our northern industrial products are inferior to them in quality and in force. Therefore, we can only look at home, in the rich south.

And almost all the industrial goods now consumed in the South come from the British Commonwealth. Even if it's food, those plantation owners have the luxury of enjoying the best overseas produce.

It is their sin that they have a strong spending power, but they do not consume the industrial goods of our north.

In order to get out of the crisis, we in the north will inevitably attack the south and seize the market.

It has nothing to do with culture.

As for the black slaves, emancipating them was nothing more than a justification for our war to seize the market.

What do you think?"

"Does the economic base determine the superstructure?" the headmaster did not comment on Doug's later inferences, but became intrigued by his opening words, and even took out his iridium pen and wrote it down on paper in intricate flowers.

He wrote and drew for a moment before he looked up again and asked, "Do you think the root cause of everything can be attributed to the economic base? ”

"Your Excellency, this is not arbitrary. Doug stood up and said, "New England is dominated by industry, so employment is dominant. Although there were a few sporadic black slaves, they were only engaged in household chores and did not participate in production.

In the South, where the subsistence depended mainly on farming, there were large numbers of black slaves, like livestock. Even when buying and selling, you have to open their mouths and look at their teeth.

Thus, the industrial culture of the North was born in the North, and the slave culture of the South was born in the South. ”

"Interesting statement. Principal Theodore smiled and said, "Then why do you think the North will win?"

"Because the industrialization of the north has the ability to make blood. Although the South had money, almost all of their industrial goods had to be imported from the Commonwealth.

As long as the war is consumed long enough, as long as the North does not die suddenly. There will come a time when the savings of the South will be depleted. Wait until that day, it will be the day of the victory of the North. ”

The headmaster nodded, "When that day comes, do you think it's the monopoly that starts to happen?"

"Yes. Doug said firmly.

The headmaster looked at him more and more with admiration, and he said, "I have carefully investigated your background, you came to Yale five years ago, when you were still very young, and you have been no different from other little tramps all these years. I thought you were just smart. I didn't expect you to have such a broad vision.

What you said is very similar to the situation I analyzed.

Doug Claydon!"

The headmaster exclaimed solemnly.

"In!"

"I'm going to take you as my student, would you like to? You don't have to come to Yale, you can continue to do what you want. For example, take your Monopoly to the world. You could even say that this game was done under my guidance. Kid, it's good for you. ”

The headmaster said earnestly.

Doug heard the headmaster's words, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Someone is profiteering, like Doug.

Someone has a name, like a principal.

For a person like Principal Theodore who cares about his reputation, after his confirmation, he found that the game "Monopoly" seems to be able to "predict" the direction of the world, which is inexplicably tempting for him.

He wanted the fame, but reluctantly restrained himself.

He was going to take Doug as his apprentice and take the reputation for himself.

This time Doug was different from the last time, he had no reason to refuse, and he did not have the ability to refuse, he said, "Teacher, I am willing to be your student. ”

Principal Theodore nodded with a smile on his face, smiled and smiled, and suddenly sighed, "The world of "Monopoly", it's really scary to think about it. ”

Before the headmaster's sigh fell, Doug said, "The future world may not be a cannibalistic world like "Monopoly", there may be another possibility, that is, "Prosperity". ”

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