Bank of New York, USA.

Kirsicot is proud of the fact that he is the lobby manager of the Bank of New York, the second-largest bank in the United States.

Today, smoking a cigar as usual, he sat in his office looking at the latest prices for land across the United States.

Suddenly, a young man stumbled in, and before the young man could speak, Causicot spoke.

"Look at what you look like, Jim. We're the second-largest bank in the U.S., and this panic will make high-end customers think we're unreliable. Remember to be graceful no matter what happens. ”

"Mr. Causicko, there's a gentleman out there asking for $2 million in gold."

"What! Gold!? Causiko exclaimed.

"Yes, he only wants gold, not paper money." Young Jim seemed to know what Kirsicot was asking and spoke preemptively.

"My God, 2,000,000 gold, damn it!" Cersicot slapped himself hard in the face to calm himself down.

Caushiko understood the seriousness of the matter, and 2 million was almost his entire reserve, even the largest bank in the United States could not afford to pay $2 million in gold at a time.

"This is most likely not a simple payment, but a run on a rival bank. After all, the U.S. banking community is aware of the fact that the amount of U.S. dollar notes is now far beyond the upper limit of what U.S. banks can pay. Causiko thought to himself.

Arriving in the VIP room, Causicot met the young gentleman, who had a well-sculpted, well-sculpted face, and with his bowler hat and tuxedo, Causicot could be sure that the man in front of him must be an English nobleman.

"Damn British." Kosicko cursed in his heart, but he still put on a smiling face.

"Hello, sir, what can I do to help you."

"Hello, my name is Emin Wayne." The young man took off his hat and saluted, "I have deposited some money in your bank, and now I am leaving the United States to exchange it into gold and send it back to China." ”

At this time, the US dollar exchange rate is not stable, and different countries have different exchange rates at different times.

Moreover, the U.S. dollar is not a world currency, the only world currencies at this time are silver and gold.

"Mr. Wayne, you see, I can offer you a special interest rate. Your money will be deposited in our bank first, and we will send it to your home with interest after a year, what do you think? ”

Kirsicot then instructed Jim, "Jim, bring me the deposit slip and show it to Mr. Wayne, and then write down Mr. Wayne's address." ”

Imin Wayne raised his hand to signal Jim to stop, he was the nephew of Baron Brooke, and the purpose of coming was to run the bank in a low-key manner, so naturally he would not agree to Cosicot's suggestion.

"Sir, I need my gold now."

Coxycot understood that the other party was not good, but he could not pay immediately, and he could not lose the face of the New York Bank, after all, if the other party yelled in the lobby, it was very likely to cause panic and make the New York Bank lose face.

"Well, I understand your feelings. But your amount is relatively large, and I need to apply to my superiors to transfer a batch of gold for you. How about you stay here for a while? As for the cost of accommodation, it is all covered by our bank. ”

Emin Wayne nodded, after all, it was necessary to keep a low profile, and the effect of running on the bank had been achieved anyway. He would love to spend a few more days in New York, where prices are so cheap.

The price of meat is half that of Austria, the price of tobacco is a third of that of Austria, and the price of sugar is ridiculously low. Anyway, the money is also from the Americans, so it doesn't count him as corruption, so why not do it.

Spain, Pyrenees, Carlos Army camp.

"Your Majesty, allow me to introduce you, this is Mr. John George Woodford. He will serve as the commander-in-chief of your troops and help you through the storm. In addition, we have prepared enough food for you in the northern port, as well as weapons, and clothing..."

John George Woodford, a former lieutenant general in the British Army, was a dragon minister who accompanied the Iron Duke Wellington to sweep away Spain.

However, unlike his brother, who was good at business, John George Woodford did not like those politicians and always criticized them for misleading the country, so he was forced to retire early many years ago and retire at home.

Baron Pitt introduced Carlos to the Special Military Adviser, Mr. John George Woodford

Since Britain also needed the French to help them counterbalance the Russians in the Far East, they did not want to get into too much trouble with the French.

And Britain must not allow a monster united by France and Spain to be born on the European continent.

But given that the French had only sent 10,000 troops, the British decided to use the veteran, who had been retired for many years, and give him some mercenaries, so that he could continue to fight guerrillas in northern Spain with Carlos.

The Viscount Melbourne and Palmerston agreed that the French had already fallen in Spain once, and it would not be surprising that they would fall again.

Lieutenant General John George Woodford and Pierre were old acquaintances, both of whom had fought in the Napoleonic Wars.

When the Duke of Wellington led his army to defeat the French army in Spain, the two of them were rivals.

Unexpectedly, decades later, they became rivals again, and the stage was still in Spain, which has to be said to be a wonderful fate.

John George Woodford is a veteran of war. He understands that the enemy outside is waiting for the right moment.

Wait for the Carlos army, the supplies are exhausted, and the time is desperate.

But now, with the support of the British, I am afraid that they will be disappointed.

John George Woodford understood that the greater threat was the moles of the Carlos Army than supplies and a strong enemy army.

So John George Woodford's first order was to move his troops north without a fight, leaving a small force to ambush traitors who were delivering information to the Spanish army and the French.

The generals of the Carlos faction were still very happy with an experienced general in command.

After all, this is certainly much more reliable than Carlos' personal command.

Carlos was unhappy with the British commanding his army, but there was nothing he could do, after all, he knew nothing about warfare and needed British weapons and supplies.

Vienna, General Medical Hospital.

Dr. Thomas shredded Franz's Six Handwashing Methods, growling.

"This is simply an insult to the medical community, don't try to take effect with me with the idiot decree signed by that idiot emperor!"

Vienna, Hall of Mirrors.

"My stupid brother, don't you have anything to do? I actually have to care if others wash their hands or not. ”

"My poor brother, don't you think it's disgusting that those doctors come to see you just after you go to the bathroom? I even suspect that they put something unclean in your body that made you the way you are. ”

Ferdinand I was so impressed that he immediately signed a Royal Decree requiring doctors to wash their hands before treating people.