"Monopoly retails for thirty cents, and the purchase price is twenty-five cents. Doug said.

"The purchase price is too high. Brother Doug, do you think that all the people in New Haven are like Yale students? You know, your complex gadget may be popular at Yale, but it may not be popular in New Haven.

Because......

It's all illiterate here, it's illiterate everywhere.

Just like me, I don't know anything but the numbers on the money.

If it weren't for my illiterateness, I would have done business all over New England. Why are you only looking at these stores in this little New Haven?" Andreas said with a grumbling face.

If Doug hadn't confirmed his occasional flash of inspiration, he would have thought what he said was true.

"Brother Andreas, you're taking this for granted! Does this game really require a high level of knowledge to play?" Doug's hand reached for the straddle, unloading the cloth bag from his waist.

Spread the standardized game layout in the cloth bag on the table, throw Andreas a chess piece, and keep a chess piece for himself.

"Brother Ander, you really think you're illiterate now! let's start playing!" Doug shook two dice.

The wooden dice were slightly fluttering, and there was no sound when they landed on the cloth.

Andreas, who really thinks of himself as an illiterate person, even if he doesn't look at the words on it, plays with interest at the moment.

"Brother Ander, you get the idea this time. It's not a game floating in the clouds. You look at the parks, the streets, the shops, the prisons, and the money, all of which have their own colors, and illiterate people can remember their functions by memorizing them.

And...... More importantly, if you look at all these things, is there anything that not everyone has access to?

Look, you say you're illiterate, don't you have a lot of fun?" said Doug as he rolled the dice again.

Andreas still has to do the instincts of a capitalist and fight for his own best interests.

However, he also knew at this moment that Doug was not just a little beggar, not just the illegitimate son of the current president of Yale University, Woolsey, not the kind of unusable son, but a person who really had the ability to negotiate and could do business.

It is a routine to fool a stupid and missing son, and it is another routine to negotiate with people who can do business.

"I have to admit that Monopoly is indeed a fun game. But if it's only five cents in profit, if I buy a batch and don't sell it out for a long time, your little profit is far from being able to spread out my expenses. There is no possibility of cooperation without profit. Andreas said.

"Repo. Doug looked Andreas in the eye and said, "I can buy it back." At the purchase price of twenty-five cents, if all the "Monopoly" you buy can't be sold, I will buy it back. ”

Andreas replied, "That's a good idea. But...... Brother Doug, I'm afraid I think your "Monopoly" really has potential, and it should be ...... No...... It's sure to sell!

So...... If I don't need you to buy it back, can the purchase price be lower?"

Doug pondered for a moment, showed a hard choice, gritted his teeth, and said, "Twenty-three cents!

Although this is still a long way from Doug's bottom line of ten cents, he still plays it realistically.

Andreas had wanted to continue to exert a little more pressure and push the price down a little more.

Andreas, a porter who has become a multi-storey grocery store owner, is highly sensitive to materials.

He glanced at the cloth bag used in Monopoly, the chess pieces in Monopoly, the virtual banknotes in Monopoly, and the house in Monopoly.

The corresponding proportion will be deducted according to the bulk purchase......

Add to that the labor cost......

Andreas judged that the cost of a set of Monopoly would be around fifteen cents, and that it would not fluctuate by more than two cents.

Judging by the cost, although the purchase price is twenty-three cents, Doug's concession is not small.

But......

Andreas set a standard line and pressed it to twenty cents!

"Brother Doug. You also know that Monopoly is a new thing. The poor people of New Haven are not willing to touch new things. If you cut the purchase price by another three cents, I'll contract the promotion of Monopoly.

You know, I have a lot of people coming to my store every day. Put it in the most prominent position in the store and it will be a great advertisement!

How?"

Doug suddenly showed a mocking expression at this time, not exaggerated, but not particularly subtle. It can make Andreas feel unhappy in his heart, but he will not suspect that he is deliberately performing.

"Propaganda, I did it a long time ago! Otherwise, what do you think came from the Yale student commotion the day before yesterday?

They're going to the Clayden Printing & Dyeing Factory!

Isn't there anyone who is curious about what they went to the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory?"

"Brother Doug, you're overestimating the influence of Yale students in New Haven.

Although Yale has been in New Haven for more than a hundred years. Yale is also a great school. But who knows what about the rest of the students, except for a very small number of extremely good students?

Even—

Do you know what Yale's previous president was, what he did, what he accomplished?

I'm sure you can't say it all either.

Only the rich are visionary, and those who are poor—

They are just short-sighted and thinking about what they can eat for the next meal and whether they can make a few more cents tomorrow.

Even if all Yale students move to your dyeing factory to take classes, they won't care.

And my shelves, they see every day when they buy food.

Only my shelves are the best promotional positions. ”

"Is that so?" Doug asked rhetorically, "Brother Ander, I don't know if you've heard those two phrases lately—'Do you want to get rich overnight?' and 'Do you want to multiply your assets?'"

Don't you want to know who made these two inexplicable words hang on the wall?"

"Is that you?" said Andreas.

"That's right, that's me. Don't you think everyone wants to get rich overnight, and everyone wants to multiply their assets?

Oh, yes......

How can it be that everyone will get rich overnight, and everyone's assets will be doubled.

That's a pipe dream!

But don't you think my Monopoly is something that can turn dreams into reality, dude man?"

"Use the buyer's dream to achieve your reality?"

"That's right!" Doug nodded.

"Twenty-two cents. ”

"Deal!"