Warren? Mr. Delano, are you going back to New York too?" Scrooge and Rockefeller, who had made a small fortune, were saying goodbye to Warren Delano. The man who had made a small fortune was saying goodbye to Warren Delano.

"Well, yeah, there's not much else to do here." Warren? Delano said, "And, with the collapse of the food market, I'm sure that the security of Chicago will be chaotic. The rich, especially the rich who took advantage of this crisis at this time will easily become the object of everyone's hatred. So, although staying here can still wait for food prices to fall to the lowest sell-in to make a profit possible, there are also heavy risks. I've made enough money here, so I'm going to go back to ...... you still plan to wait here to play a bottom after the price of food in the end?"

Scrooge shook his head: "John and I have discussed it and we're going back."

The collapse of food prices can be predicted, but the extent to which it will collapse is difficult to predict. Although many people think that Scrooge is by risky speculation to earn the first bucket of money he is not a person who likes to take risks. Finance is something that makes money quickly and loses money just as quickly. And some very occasional events can also bring unexpected consequences. Scrooge thinks he doesn't have the same kind of talent as JP Morgan, and he feels that the real industry is more reliable.

In addition, Scrooge still has a lot of things to do to step up. The current collapse of food prices is just the beginning. In the last decade, the structural problems of the U.S. economy have become more and more serious. For more than a decade, the U.S. railroads, crazy development, and the construction of railroads need funds, and raw materials, almost all from Europe. On the one hand, the infrastructure represented by the railroad is expanding, on the one hand, the U.S. industry has not received the same development. This almost means that the entire United States has become a market for European dumping of industrial goods. Long-term accumulation, no problem is strange.

The collapse of food prices was almost fatal to the economy as a whole, relying on the strength of the food market and the export of food. Scrooge knew that the crisis in food prices would quickly expand to other sectors, including railroads, mining, and then finance, none of which could be left behind, none of which could escape. At the most severe time, half of the banks could not even cash their depositors' deposits.

However, the crisis also had one advantage, that is, it made those stronger enterprises the opportunity to merge with other enterprises at a cheaper cost, and also made the European capital temporarily withdraw from the United States so that the U.S. domestic capital can get room to grow.

In this crisis, there were opportunities everywhere, and Scrooge knew that he had to seize this opportunity and grow up before the outbreak of the Civil War so that he could grab a big enough piece of the cake in that war. Otherwise, even if he saw the opportunity, he would get limited because his power was too weak. Like this time, the big money is well-capitalized Warren? Delano earned, they can only fall to a small part of it.

And Warren? After saying goodbye to Warren Delano, Scrooge and Rockefeller went straight to the station and boarded the train back to Cleveland.

Rockefeller, who was used to living frugally, bought only two third-class tickets, and although they now had a lot of money - at that time, $10,000 was a lot of money - Rockefeller, who was used to being frugal, still felt that spending too much money on enjoyment was a crime. too much money on enjoyment is simply a crime. So, although Scrooge was eager to try what it was like to be in a first-class car on a train of that era, he couldn't convince Rockefeller to try such 'luxury' with him. Even, Rockefeller posed as a big brother and educated Scrooge with the truth that "from simplicity to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality is difficult".

The two men got on the bus earlier and found their seats to sit down when there were not many people on the bus. However, in a short while, the car was full of people. So the car was immediately filled with all kinds of noise. The two of them bought the consecutive number, Rockefeller very elegantly gave the window seat to Scrooge, himself sitting in the middle seat.

"Ah, this little brother, can you switch seats with my daughter?" A voice rang out. Scrooge and Rockefeller raised their heads and saw that the speaker was an older man of about 50 years old, and beside him stood a young girl of about 12 or 13 years old. The little girl was wearing a pale yellow dress, wearing a hat with feathers, long flaxen hair draped over the shoulders, and a pair of big green eyes twinkling.

When the man saw Rockefeller's head rise, he explained, "My daughter likes to sit by the window. She likes to see the scenery outside."

"So where do you want to trade places with us?" Scrooge asked.

"Oh, it's the one in your row against the aisle." The uncle said.

"Well, then let's swap," Scrooge said he didn't care too much about sitting by the window, and, looking at the cute little girl, he didn't feel inclined to join the Kids' Club, but it wasn't too bad to let her sit next to him.

Scrooge and Rockefeller stood up and gave the little girl a seat by the window. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public.

"Ah, my seat is right here." The uncle pointed to the opposite seat against the aisle and said.

"How about this," Rockefeller said, "I'll take your seat, Scrooge will take my seat, and you'll sit next to your daughter."

"Ah, thank you very much, then." The uncle raised his hat toward Rockefeller and Scrooge, and then sat down in what should have been Scrooge's seat, and Scrooge sat next to the uncle.

The next little girl became an uncle, and Scrooge's depression can be imagined. He raised his eyes and glared at Rockefeller, who was sitting across from him, but Rockefeller was fumbling with his purse at this time and did not see Scrooge's protest.

Rockefeller fished out a book from his bag and read it seriously. Rockefeller found that after a period of work, he had a new understanding of some of the things he had learned in business school, so from time to time he would take out the original textbook and study it.

Since Rockefeller was reading, Scrooge, who had nothing else to do, also took out a copy of Balzac's "Disillusionment" from his bag and read it. Marx once said of Balzac that he had learned more from his work than from any other literature. Scrooge felt that this was an apt assessment. In his predecessors, far removed from Balzac's time, Scrooge had liked his work, but his understanding of it was far less specific and profound than it is now.

After ten minutes or so, the train whistle sounded a long blast of steam, and a large puff of snow-white steam came out, the carriage shook a little, and then the scene outside the window began to recede slowly.

With the start of the train, the little loli let out a cry of surprise and pressed her face firmly against the window glass, looking out.

"This is your daughter's first time on a train, isn't it?" The carriage was a little shaky, after all, the suspension of a nineteenth-century train is not comparable to that of the twenty-first century. Scrooge knew that reading a book in such conditions was not good for the eyes. So he put the book down, but just in time to see little Laurie exclaiming in surprise, so he smiled and said to the uncle.

"The first time Hathaway went out of town. The uncle replied with a smile, and from that smile, Scrooge could see how much the old father adored his little girl.

But little Laurie's excitement always comes and goes quickly. It wasn't long before the monotony of the wheat fields outside the window made Laurie lose interest in looking at the scenery, so she immediately turned her attention to the interior of the car. Laurie reached out and tugged on her father's sleeve.

"What's wrong? You're not looking at the scenery anymore? My baby!"

"It's always the wheat field, it's no fun at all." Little Laurie said.

"Well, then you can sleep on the seat," Father said.

"No, you won't! I want you to tell me a story! I want you to tell me a story about the time you fought with the Mexicans." Little Laurie hugged her father's hand and shook it.

"Hathaway, you are a girl, why do you always want to hear war stories? I'll tell you Grimm's fairy tales, right?"

"He is not, fairy tales are all lies to children, I am not a child!" Little Laurie pouted and looked dissatisfied. Then she put on what she thought was the most fierce look and said to her father, "If you don't tell me, I'll pull out all your beards!"

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you. Well, one day I was with Lieutenant Grant - well, that short uncle you met last time."

"I know, Uncle Grant's a drunk! Daddy said so." Little Laurie interjected.

"Ah, yes, that's the short uncle. But Daddy tells you, when you see Uncle Grant again, don't ever call him Uncle Shorty again. ...... Well, I was out on patrol with him with a group of cavalry, and your Uncle Grant was the best horseman in the whole regiment, so he took the lead. -8 miles ......"

"Grant? Short guy? A cavalryman? He's not talking about General Grant, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army in the later Civil War, is he? The Civil War is near, and it would be a good choice if we could make a connection with General Grant." Scrooge thought as he listened to the older man's story.