Chapter 139, Edison and Scrooge's nephew

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The love of a pregnant woman is changeable, and before Scrooge returns, Catherine made Carroll vow countless times that she would never leave her and the child behind and run to Minnesota. Carroll had promised his wife countless times that he would never leave him, and he believed that Scrooge would not send him to distant Minnesota at this time. Because, in the sparsely populated MacDonald family, a child surnamed McDonald, both male and female, is more important than the opening of an iron mine, even the largest iron mine in the United States. Moreover, at present, the production capacity of iron ore in their hands is not insufficient. Even if the steel mill is further expanded, the price of acquiring some inferior iron ore with high phosphorus content will not be too expensive, and that grade iron ore will definitely be a big source of wealth for the family in the future, but now, it is far from the time to open it.

If it is usual, such a reason can definitely convince Catherine, because Catherine is usually a quite rational woman, but even if a rational woman is, after all, she is also a woman, and her emotional component is still far higher than that of her husband, and it is incomparable with a rational monster like Scrooge. In addition, there is the influence of such a thing as pregnancy, and all kinds of anxiety and anxiety come out. As a result, Carroll's explanation was of no use at all.

It wasn't until Scrooge entered the house and appeared in front of their young couple that the matter came to an end.

"Hi Carol, Hi Catherine, hello guys." Scrooge greeted Carol and his wife, "How are you doing at home?" ā€

"Well, that's good! At home, as well as the steel company, it is very good. Carroll said.

Catherine tugged at Carol's dress.

"Oh, and the good news," said Carroll, "that Catherine is pregnant, and you're going to have a nephew or niece soon." Well, Scrooge, so, I'm afraid there are some things that you have to do more. Carroll said.

"Really? Congratulations Carol! You're going to be a dad! Ha ha! Well, now, the next generation of the family is the overwhelming thing, Catherine, the ore transportation and dock that you were originally in charge of, don't worry about it for the time being, I'll find someone else to take care of it. And Carol, I'll also find someone to share some things with you, so that you can spend more time with Catherine. Scrooge said happily, "It's a pity that this child is so young, and you think it would be nice if he could grow to eighteen years old at once." ā€

"Then you've got another big animal." Carol laughed.

"Carol, we are all animals, but your children will not be animals. If we can't let him live like a king by the time he is eighteen years old, then we have failed too much. Scrooge smiled and sat down on the sand, "Well, Carol, Catherine, you sit down too, don't stand." In a moment I had Dr. Menger called in and asked him to assemble a team of experts to stay at our house 24 hours a day. ā€

"It doesn't need to, does it?" Carol was taken aback.

"Why don't you need it?" "The next generation of the family, this matter is more important than the Pacific Railroad. ā€

"Speaking of the Pacific Railroad," Catherine said, "I heard you found a big iron ore mine in Minnesota?" ā€

"Yes, a big iron mine, the largest in all of America. But it's not time to open yet. It can be regarded as a fixed deposit in the bank that has not yet matured. Scrooge smiled.

Carol turned her head and smiled at her wife.

At this time, the servant Pat suddenly came over.

"Mr. Scrooge, Blackwater has sent you a telegram." Pat said, and handed an envelope to Scrooge. Scrooge opened the envelope, and there was a line on it: "The man has been found, and he is coming!" ā€

"Well, that's good." Scrooge put the telegram away and motioned for Pat to leave.

"Scrooge, what's the matter?" Carol asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've found a gold mine." Scrooge said with a smile.

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When Thomas? Edison learned that his idol, the Monopoly Scrooge? When Mr. MacDonald wanted to see him, he was stunned. Especially when the Blackwater Housekeeping staff member who found him told him that Mr. MacDonald was so impressed by the automatic call machine he had designed that he wanted to talk to him personally. Sixteen-year-old Edison began to wonder if he was dreaming. He even pinched himself hard in front of the staff member.

A few days later, in the Dashi yĆ n room at the University of Cleveland's MacDonald School, Scrooge cordially received the future King Ming.

According to Scrooge's arrangement, the staff took Edison around the Dashi room first. All kinds of high-end and high-grade real yĆ n equipment made Edison's eyes almost blind. Until he finally saw Scrooge, he hadn't fully come to his senses.

"You're Mr. Edison?" Scrooge stepped up and shook Edison's hand.

"Ah, Mr. MacDonald, ah, I ......" Flattered, Edison didn't know what to say.

Scrooge smiled, he knew that Edison at this time was not the scholar who got into the eyes of money with his brain. The current Edison is still young, and he is still in the stage where he can be cultivated and cultivated, and if he were replaced by the later Edison, it would be much more difficult to deal with.

"Let's sit down and talk." Scrooge said.

"Mr. Edison, I just visited the Dashi yĆ n room, do you have any ideas?" Scrooge asked.

"Ah, Mr. MacDonald, this real yĆ n room is too ......" Edison thought for a long time, but he really couldn't come up with a word to describe this big real yĆ n room.

Scrooge looked at him with a smile, "I wonder if you're interested in working here, Mr. Edison?" ā€

"What? Come here to work? Edison felt like a gold brick had suddenly fallen from the sky in front of him.

"But...... But I've only been in primary school for three months. And this is the best university in the whole of America! Edison said.

"Ah, I just agreed to take up the position of professor of chemistry at this university. I even went to Cambridge University to give lectures. "But I forgot that I didn't go to college at all, just a junior high school student." ā€

"Mr. MacDonald, you're different, you're a genius......" said Edison.

"My knowledge comes from self-study and my own research. Mr. Edison, a person does not necessarily have to go to college to become an expert, as long as he is talented, and curious and eager to learn, then any place in life can be his university. I have always believed that the so-called genius is only one percent talent plus ninety-nine percent hard work. I saw that gadget you designed, it was very imaginative, and I also saw that your theoretical foundation is actually very good, definitely better than most students at so-called prestigious universities. The profession of a telegraph operator, with its constant repetitive work, is not for you. Let me be without modesty, I think you're similar to me, and you're suited to something more invasive. The brazen Scrooge did not hesitate to pirate a famous phrase that should have belonged to Edison, and in turn used this sentence to fool the young Edison.

This sentence, which originally came from Edison, hit Edison's heart at once. He stood up gratefully, and in a trembling voice, said to Scrooge, "Mr. MacDonald, thank you for your encouragement to me. You know, my family was very poor since I was a child, I was very naughty, and I was always prone to causing trouble for my family. After only three months of elementary school, he was expelled. Later, I looked for a lot of jobs, but I didn't like those jobs, I always couldn't control myself, I wanted to make a world-changing light like you, but I didn't do a good job, I kept getting fired, I kept wandering, and I even thought, maybe I should give up those unrealistic ideas. I'll be honest and be a skilled worker, but ......"

But God will not let a genius die in vain. Mr. Edison, I have a research project here that builds on a paper by Mr. Maxwell and me on wireless communications. I would like to know how well you now master electricity and mathematics. Well, if you can read this paper, and this blueprint. I can hire you directly as a researcher for this research project. So that you can pursue a career that can really put your talents to work. ā€

Edison took the circuit diagram and paper with a trembling hand and looked at it. After a while, he raised his head and said to Scrooge in frustration: "Mr. MacDonald, I can understand the circuit diagram, but I can't understand the mathematical processes in this paper. I want to ......"

"What a pity," said Scrooge, "that in this paper Mr. Maxwell has come up with the most beautiful set of equations in mathematics to date, so perfect that it is like the poetry of the goddess of mathematics." However, some of the higher mathematics involved in this is somewhat difficult. Mr. Edison, I regret that I cannot directly hire you as a researcher. However, I can make you a research assistant and arrange for you to learn some math at this school. Well, every week, I can give you thirty dollars in salary first, what do you think? ā€

When Edison heard Scrooge's words, he didn't react for a while, but after a while he understood, and he said excitedly, "Thank you so much!" Mr. MacDonald, you must be an angel sent by God to save me. Thank you, thank you! ā€

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With Edison out of the way, Scrooge got into the carriage and returned to his office at MacDonald's Infantry Weapons Company. Scrooge, who was in a good mood, even hummed a song triumphantly in his own moving office.

At this time, Anna walked in silently, her face seemed to be a little wrong, as if she had a lot on her mind.

Scrooge noticed Anna's state, so he stood up, walked up to Anna, put his hands around Anna's shoulders, and asked, "Anna, what's wrong, what's the matter?" ā€

"Scrooge, I'm ......" Anna hesitated.

"Sit down and talk!" Scrooge helped Anna to sit down on the sand, and then sat down beside her.

"What's wrong, Anna? Sue me, trust me, I can help you. Scrooge said softly.

"Scrooge, I'm ......" Anna lowered her head, her voice as small as a mosquito buzzing, "I...... I'm pregnant. ā€