The shout immediately attracted everyone's attention. Scrooge, and the guys, who had been laughing at Scrooge just now, all turned their heads to look at the man who rushed in. Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the man who broke in, and Dugadu was anxious to know the price of food on the European market.

However, after the man finished shouting that sentence, there was no follow-up. Scrooge saw that the guy who ran in was as pale as a dead man, and his chest was heaving violently, and he was wheezing like a bellows. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, and then, as soon as his legs went limp, he fainted directly to the ground.

A group of people used it, and someone shouted, "Is there any water?" Bring me a glass of water! Someone else was shouting, "Who has the salt to smell?" "Damn, what the hell did it turn out!" The whole hall was in chaos.

Scrooge and the others didn't go around, they even took a few steps back so as not to collide with those who were surrounding them. Warren 61 Draenor glanced at Rockefeller, and he saw Rockefeller holding his small notebook tightly with one hand, and the other hand clenched tightly into a fist, and he could see thick blood vessels bulging from the back of his hand, curling like an earthworm.

"John, don't worry, the price of food in Europe must have collapsed." At this time, Scrooge spoke, "It's not a long distance from the dock to here, and even if he is tired of running, he won't be tired like this—it's not a marathon." The reason why he fainted was most likely because the news caused him too much pressure. So, the news he brought was definitely not good news for most people. ”

Rockefeller turned his head and saw the corners of Scrooge's mouth slightly hooked upward, revealing a cold, wickedly happy smile.

"That's right, we've won this game!" Warren 61 Draenau's right hand clenched into a fist and slapped heavily on the palm of his left hand.

At this time, the crowd was in a commotion again, and from there came a voice: "Okay, he's awake." Don't get too close, just breathe a little bit...... He's going to speak, you're all quiet......"

But the guy who woke up didn't speak immediately, but cried like a woman.

"What's wrong? Roy, you're talking! ”

Hearing this, the smile on Scrooge's face became even stronger.

"Wheat prices...... Wheat was traded at a price of only ...... Only a little more than a third of last year's! Roy cried as he said something intermittently.

The sound of this sentence was not loud, but at this time, it froze the entire exchange like a cold wind blowing from the most gloomy hell, and the entire trading hall was immediately silent as a tomb. After a long while, a voice came out:

"It can't be! You must be kidding us, aren't you! India is at war, how can food fall like this? A man shouted in astonishment, knowing that the price of the Solstice was not even enough to transport it across the Atlantic.

"Yes, yes! How is this possible! The noise immediately broke the silence.

Seeing people shouting like this, Warren 61 Draenor smiled: "Scrooge, you see how interesting this drama is, when the doomed doom comes, many people can't believe that it's the truth, but only struggle in vain, like a swimming fish that fell into a net and was fished out of the water, suffocating and struggling in the air." ”

"If it's us who is wrong, will we be the same?" Rockefeller said.

"No, we're not going to do that." Warren 61 Draenor said as he shook his head softly and whispered, "The queen died a noble death......

"The queen dies a noble death, and you will hang the beams that support the roof, and twitch one by one, like a thrush caught in a net...... Come, eerie little imp, roll here, and make a fool of yourself here, and set up the gold-encrusted slaughterhouse in the corners, and the axe shining in the cold light by the silver case. Following the last sentence of Warren 61 Draeno, Scrooge also chanted softly.

"Hey, what are you talking about? I don't read much, so don't say anything I don't understand. Rockefeller, who was relieved, smiled.

"It's nothing, it's just a passage from Goethe's Faust. It depicts the scene where Helen, who returns to Sparta, learns that he is going to be sacrificed to the slaughterhouse. Don't you think this is a lot like what it is now? Scrooge explained.

"I don't know, I haven't read the book." Rockefeller shook his head and said, "But your cousin reminds me of what Scrooge said before: 'The devil is not terrible, but he is afraid that the devil is literate.'" ”

At this time, someone shouted again: "Look! Another ship has come in, and I recognize it, it's the 'Bill Cowboy', and it's back from England! ”

Scrooge also looked in the direction of the port, and through the glass window, he could see a clipper ship docking at the port a few hundred meters away.

"Quick! Check it out! I don't know who shouted, so a large group of people rushed out of the exchange and rushed to the port. So, in a short time, the edge of the pier in the harbor was full of people.

"Shall we come along?" Rockefeller asked.

"Don't go." Warren 61 Delano said, "It's dangerous for a few lucky people to appear in the middle of a group of unlucky people. Isn't it? The big picture has been decided, let's go back today. There are still two days to go, and by then, they should have been able to accept the reality. ”

"Well, Mr. Draenor is right. Let's go back! Scrooge said the same. So the three of them also walked out of the exchange, which already seemed empty.

A carriage was waiting outside the exchange, and the coachman was craned his neck in interest and looked in the direction of the harbor - it was clear that he was already in the state of watching the play. And there was constant shouting, crying.

Draenor walked towards the carriage with Scrooge and Rockefeller, and he snapped his fingers at the coachman, who was watching the play with relish, and immediately switched from the state of watching the play, showing a habitually respectful and even flattering smile.

"Mr. Delanor, where are you going?" The driver jumped out of the car and opened the door.

"Caesars Hotel!" Draenor said as he waited for the carriage to get on. Then he turned his head and looked at Scrooge and Rockefeller, and said:

"Where do you live now? Come on, I'll let this car take you back first. ”

"Okay, thank you, Fabrescia Inn." Scrooge was not pretentious, and pulled Rockefeller into the carriage together. When the coachman had all made up his carriage, he closed the door gently, climbed into his seat, and with a sharp whip, the carriage drove gently down the street.

The location of the Fabrescia inn was known to the coachman, but the inn was only a very resistant inn, and usually only the poor who did not have much money would live there. Caesars Hotel, on the other hand, is an upscale hotel where the people who live there are all tycoons. For example, this Mr. Delanor, who now chartered his carriage to serve him for a week, is said to be a wealthy man from New York. I really thought that such a rich man would actually hang out with two people who lived in the Fabrescia Hotel, talking and laughing.

……

In the afternoon of the same day, the Chicago Daily published an additional issue: Due to the bumper grain harvest in Europe, especially in Ukraine, the European grain market is saturated, and grain prices have plunged in an all-round way. As this news was finally confirmed, the price of grain futures on the Chicago Grain Futures Market also fell at a terrifying rate, and every minute, if not every second, someone was throwing grain at a lower price. The price of grain futures fell as if it were faster than Satan's descent from heaven to hell, so much so that the futures market staff didn't even have time to write down the transaction price on the blackboard. In such a terrible situation, the selling has become a complete panic, and everyone sees the food that has not yet had time to sell as a time bomb ready to explode at any time, and people begin to succumb to fear and constantly throw food at irrationally cheap prices. This sell-off peaked the following afternoon.

A few months ago, Delano and Scrooge had borrowed more than $200,000 worth of wheat and corn from some merchants that were worth nearly $1 million at the time, and immediately sold them through this batch of grain, and now the time had come to return the grain. And the same price of grain is now worth less than $200,000 due to the current panic selling.

"It's almost time, isn't it?" Rockefeller said to Warren 61 Draeno. He couldn't remember the first time he had said that. The collapse in grain futures prices not only frightened those originally bullish speculators, but even scared Rockefeller, who took the lead in shorting.

"Mr. Delano, now that the price of food has fallen below the cost, there is no room for it to continue to fall. I also think that we can buy grain and close our positions. Scrooge also spoke.

"Well, it's almost, okay, let's buy grain and start closing the position!"

……

In this speculation, they made a total of $800,000. This was astronomical at the time. Of course, the lion's share of this money was taken by Warren 61 Draenau, because he invested the most, but Scrooge and Rockefeller also gained a lot, Scrooge's original $2,000 became more than $8,000, and Rockefeller's $1,300 also became nearly $6,000, plus the $20,000 dividend provided by Warren 61 Drano for them (including Clark, who is still in Europe), everyone can get another $6,600, from the beginning of the establishment of the company, to now, only a few months, Each of them made more than $10,000!