The flesh doesn't hurt too much when it falls on the flesh.

Although Gilbert panicked, he felt no pain in his body.

He stood up with his attendant on his lean, and walked out of the tavern crookedly.

The air outside the tavern was much fresher.

Taking a breath of cool air, Gilbert felt his mind clear a little.

Sometimes, though, being sober isn't a good thing.

Before he entered the tavern, there were no newsboys on the streets.

But at this moment, as far as the eye can see, the streets seem to be filled with newsboys.

The small newsboys, all wearing khaki overalls, shouted, "Do you want to get rich overnight? Do you want to get rich instantly? Come and buy "Monopoly"!"

Passers-by who walked by, heard the shouts of the newsboys, and had no impression of the "Monopoly" in their mouths. The first thing that comes to their minds is the rough but powerful painting on the wall.

Someone stopped to ask.

Someone tried to buy it.

Some people are like crazy and say, "I'm in! I'm in!"

When Gilbert saw the scene in front of him, he was so angry that he almost vomited out all the breast milk he had drunk as a baby.

With a gloomy face, he quickened his pace towards the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory. He wants to see if Doug Claydon dares to play like this, can he continue to produce?

You know, it took a lot of effort for him to beg his uncle to cut off the supply of dyes to the New Haven area. But even then, it was only ten days.

In other words, Gilbert needs to swallow the entire market of "Monopoly" in ten days.

Otherwise, once Doug gets through this time, all his efforts will be in vain!

The Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory, like all factories at the end of the year, has high courtyard walls that are airtight.

You can't see anything inside from the outside.

Even if it looks like a quiet factory, it may actually be working at full capacity, and of course there may not be a single person working.

Gilbert looked at the quiet factory and thought of a way to judge.

In this case......

Suddenly!

Gilbert came up with a solution.

Although you can't see what's going on inside the factory, you can tell if the factory is working at full capacity by contacting the factory from the outside.

If the workers are still in the factory, will there be corresponding vegetables to be delivered?

If there is still a continuous output of products, will there be newsboys coming here to pick up the goods?

Gilbert, who had found his way, leaned against the wall and looked at the whole situation at the entrance of the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory from afar.

Occasionally, he would see little beggar-like fellows dangling in front of him, driving them away, and in any case he would never have imagined that the little beggars were watching him while he was observing the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory.

However, despite Gilbert's conspicuousness, there were people in the factory who knew that someone was watching. But no one was sent to solve the problem.

Because, Gilbert is not the only one peeping around.

Monopoly, as a merchandise, is able to have a steady sales volume in stores.

Since Gilbert will invest in a factory to produce it, are everyone else fools?

Of course not!

For businessmen in this era, it doesn't matter what they do or how they do it. What matters is how you make money and how you get capital.

If it weren't for the strict patent laws enacted by the United States at the beginning of its founding in order to develop industry, countless people would rush to produce any commodity that could get a little profit.

The same is true for Monopoly, a new toy that costs nothing, except that others are not as stunned as Gilbert and produce without figuring out the ownership of the patent.

Therefore, Gilbert is not the only one who secretly observes the Claydon printing and dyeing factory.

Gilbert himself was not a patient man, he only watched for ten minutes and could not stay any longer.

He wanted to ask his follower to watch here, but suddenly he found that where was his follower?

The attendant was also at a loss.

He lost consciousness for a few seconds after being pressed, but after getting up, he found that the young master was gone.

He had no choice but to drag his sore and bloody body in the direction of the Mitos Manufacturing Company.

"Waste, it's not there when you need it!" Gilbert cursed.

He took a step forward and planned to return to his company and discuss with the other partners in the company how to deal with Doug's "bank note" offensive.

After Madison helped with the packaging, he continued to assist Blair and secretly visited the New Haven Hotel.

At this moment, Doug did not know the good news that "Monopoly" was a big hit.

He was now next to Tom's cabin at Yale, watching Tom use a huge clay tank as a reactor for the large-scale synthesis of dyes.

As for why the terracotta water tank is used, the reason is very simple, that is, the giant size glassware required for industrial production, regardless of the price, may not be able to produce when the order is placed.

Therefore, Doug, who was well-informed and had heard many details of the earth-based industry, proposed to use a clay water tank as a reactor.

Ceramics, like glass, are chemically extremely stable.

The only two drawbacks are that they are thicker and heavier than glass labware, and the other is opaque and cannot be visually relied.

However, these two drawbacks are simply too small compared to the advantages of its easy access.

Several water tanks are lined up.

Different steps are being carried out in different tanks.

Here's coal tar, and there's brilliantly colored dye.

People who don't know how it works, if they see all this, really feel like magic.

However, Tom is not the only one who is busy, there are several students who are helping.

For this kind of work, which requires confronting strong acids, Doug is not stingy with wages. Even, he felt happy when he thought that he had only spent so much money to let a group of Yale students do this kind of manual work.

However, it is still necessary to pay attention to the secrecy.

The students Doug found were all students from different majors and grades who didn't know each other, and the specific names of the materials were not told to the students who operated them.

In such a situation, if other people want to figure out the formula, it will take a while.

As for the future, as long as the patent application is submitted and recorded, even if others have mastered the process, or even a better process, if they want to produce, they have to ask Doug's permission, and it depends on Doug's appetite and how much patent fee he pays.

Doug confirmed that the elongation of industrial mass was not a big problem, and happily said to Tom, "A shipload of coal tar will be shipped in soon, and there will be more dyes by then!"