Subtitle of this chapter: All golds are gone and come back

After Mr. George Baker ordered the dishes, it was naturally Mr. Thomas Edison's turn.

The waiter suggested, "Mr. Edison, how about the butter-baked lobster recommended by the chef..."

Doctor Yuan hurriedly spoke and stopped him: "Mr. Edison, in addition to drug treatment, diabetics must follow certain guidelines for their lifestyle. You can eat lobster but you must not eat butter!"

"Mr. Edison, today's steak is good..."

"Mr. Edison, diabetics must not eat too greasy."

"Mr. Edison, why don't you have a seafood platter..."

"Mr. Edison, a diabetic..."

"Enough, Mr. Yuan. Just tell me what I can eat."

"Beans! Mr. Edison, it's best for diabetics to eat beans."

"Oh well……."

The waiter came to Master Yuan and asked, "Mr. Yuan, what do you want to eat for main course?"

"I, I don't have a good appetite today. Or..."

"A pair of lobsters."

“Double steak.”

“Seafood platter…four plates.”

"Neo, your appetite is really good."

"Theodore, this is the effect of wujiapi. I have a good appetite after drinking this wine, my body is great, and I eat it all the time."

"Neo, can my father's illness be cured?"

"Theodore, our Chinese medicine is science, not witchcraft. Your father's diabetes and chronic nephritis are extremely troublesome chronic diseases, and he is older, even if we Chinese medicine treat it, it is extremely troublesome, but..." (Author's note: There is no such thing as "father" and "lingzun" in English.)

Theodore Edison and our Master Yuan are also peers, and his temper and personality are much better than that of him. After they got along, they naturally began to call each other's firstname.

Yuan Yan suddenly patted her chest and said, "But please don't worry. As long as you follow the doctor's advice, it will definitely not be a problem to live for another ten years with Mr. Edison's condition."

Anyway, you, an old guy, can live in 1931 without our traditional Chinese medicine treatment.

Master Yuan, who was chewing lobsters, steaks and seafood, looked at the great inventor who could only eat tomato sauce and soybeans, and was so excited in his heart.

I even fooled the God of Light Bulbs. It seems that I will never be a light bulb again.

Today is a memorable day... By the way, what day is it today?

"Master Ball, search..."

"Host, Sunday, November 21, 1920, historically..."

At this moment, an English-Italy War, known as the "first urban guerrilla war" and the "founder of terrorism", is taking place on the British Isles. This war, which started in January 1919 and ended in July 1921, is also called the Irish War of Independence.

On January 21, 1919, Sinn Fein convened the first Irish parliament, proclaiming the independence of the Republic of Ireland and entering a state of war with Britain. On this day, independent elements attacked patrolmen at the Soloheideberg Quarry and snatched explosives. This day unveiled a long bloody conflict between Britain and Ireland.

The Associated Press reported that Solo Heidberg's gunshots declared "a new era of terrorism!"

This time, the British government could not suppress the Irish resistance as easily as in history, because the Irish adopted guerrilla warfare and terrorism methods that were very different from traditional warfare.

This morning in Dublin local time, the IRA organized a relatively successful assassination operation, killing more than a dozen British intelligence personnel, officers and police officers.

The British government was not willing to be outdone, and their reaction was rapid and fierce. There was an Irish football match at the Crocker Park Stadium in Dublin that afternoon. A group of members of the "Irish Police Reserve" and "Black Brown Force" surrounded the stadium and began a search. The two infamous troops, who were notorious for their cruelty and ruthlessness, shot civilian spectators, killing 12 people and injuring 60 people.

After today, the situation in Ireland became uncontrollable, and the bloody conflict lasted for a full eight months.

At this time, the waiter stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Yuan, do you want pudding or ice cream for your dessert?"

However, Yuan Yanshu's attention was all on his search results at this time, so he said to himself: "Oh, today is 'bloodysunday'."

The waiter was stunned when he heard this, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yuan. We don't have bloodysunday, only bloodymary and raspberry sundae."

In fact, the sunday in English is sunday. Coincidentally, this thing does originate in the United States in the 19th century. At that time, the religious atmosphere in America was still very strong, so some states believed that Sunday was the Sabbath and ice cream was not allowed to be sold. So the ice cream merchants covered the ice cream with the pronunciation of Sunday in English and named it the sundae.

"Oh, I was wrong. Then give me a...well, double raspberry sundae."

"Okay, Mr. Yuan."

By the way, since today is a bloody Sunday, I should mourn the Irish people who were bloodyly suppressed by the evil colonial empire of Great Britain.

"Slowly, waiter. Let me have a 'Bloody Mary' after-dinner."

"Okay, Mr. Yuan."

After dinner, these five people moved to the extremely luxuriously decorated smoking room. You should know that a cigarette after a meal is not just a tradition for us Chinese.

Louis Baker took out a cigar that came with it and said, "Neo, do you want a Cuban cigar?"

Oh, is this the legendary Cuban cigar rolled on the girl's thigh!

Our Master Yuan answered happily: "Of course!"

Yes, camel is so expensive. How can a master like me always smoke cigarettes? I have to smoke this when I have money...

Wait, am I rich?

"Mr. Yuan, your prize."

At this time, the great inventor sent someone a check book and wrote a check worth 30,000 US dollars to Master Yuan, who was finally rich.

Look, how much money can I make when I open a factory? I just fool it...

"Mr. Edison, are you mistaken? There are three thousand dollars more."

The "stingy" light bulb god said indifferently: "Mr. Yuan, you're right. The extra few thousand dollars are considered your medical expenses."

Listening to this, it seems that this guy is clearly relying on money and looking down on me.

Then I'll...

"Hahaha, then I'll accept it with a smile."

If someone thinks that a few thousand dollars can insult our Master Yuan’s personality now, then these people are really... very wrong!

Yuan Yanshu really doesn’t care about the three thousand dollars, and the three thousand dollars. If he has too much money, he is just a number. Can’t he afford the best Cuban cigar if he lacks this little money?

For a time traveler who masters the trend of history, small money can be obtained easily, but opportunities are fleeting!

He stood up and walked to George Baker, respectfully handed the check over and said, "Mr. Baker. I don't know how much nypr is worth. But this 30,000 US dollars is considered the deposit for my controlling rights."

Wall Street Miracle glanced at the Chinese man with great appreciation and said in his heart that I did not miss it. This guy is so terrifying... Well, it turns out that young people who regard money as dirt but are good at seizing opportunities.

"Haha." Mr. Old Baker chuckled, took the check and put it on the coffee table, and said, "Neo, you love betting so much, why don't I make a bet with you."

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Patients, have you heard about it?

The tide of harmony is coming again!

Murong will be good these days, so everyone will be good too.

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