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Although Roosevelt's New Deal seemed to have saved the American economy ten years ago, the government was actually heavily indebted at the time and didn't have much money to implement the New Deal.

But the new policy was successfully implemented... The question is, where did the money come from?

The answer is to exploit the people.

The first bill of Roosevelt's New Deal was the Emergency Banking Act, which devalued the dollar against gold and banned the export of gold.

Then, the government forcibly ordered the public to hand over their gold at a price of $20.67 per ounce, and ordered American gold mine owners to sell their gold to the Treasury at the same price.

Then, in just one year, the exchange rate of gold was raised to $35 per ounce, effectively devaluing the dollar by 40%.

This means that the wealth in people's hands has shrunk by 40%.

The country has become rich, but the people have become poor.

Their ability to fleece people is simply astounding.

Then consider the future: the US will frequently devalue the dollar and give money to its citizens whenever something happens.

So, harvesting profits from ordinary people has become a traditional skill of the US government.

“I’ve done you another favor, shouldn’t you thank me?” Margot teased after the matter was settled.

“Of course, so I’m going to cook for you myself to invite you to dinner,” Josie said with a slight smile.

"Oh? You can actually cook?" Margot was very surprised to hear Josie's words.

“Of course, just you wait and see, but we need to buy some ingredients first,” Josie said.

“Oh, I’m already looking forward to it,” Margot said with a big smile.

So the two went out again and drove to the nearest farmers market.

Actually, supermarkets already existed in the United States in the 40s, but supermarkets at that time basically only sold national brand products, and fresh produce was not available.

Because most supermarkets were built in relatively remote suburbs, and in the early 40s, refrigerators were not yet widespread, and there was a lack of ways to preserve regular food, supermarkets located far away did not meet the shopping needs of residents at that time.

Therefore, during this period, people mainly buy fresh food from small retail shops, roadside stalls, or farmers' markets similar to vegetable markets.

Basically, it's local farmers who bring their own farm produce, such as fruits, vegetables, and honey, to sell.

The two strolled around the farmers market, and Josie quickly bought some beef, a chicken, a salmon, as well as lettuce, onions, potatoes, mushrooms, carrots, and other ingredients.

He didn't intend to cook authentic Chinese food, not because he couldn't, but because he lacked the resources.

Because here, you can't buy the essential Chinese seasonings like scallions, ginger, and garlic, nor soy sauce, vinegar, or cooking wine. All you can find are Western seasonings like rosemary, cinnamon, tomato sauce, and pepper.

There are chili peppers, after all, the Americas are the birthplace of chili peppers.

Besides ingredients, kitchenware is also a problem.

There's no wok at home, only an oven, a frying pan, and a barbecue grill.

Therefore, he could only prepare some dishes that were half Chinese and half Western, adapting to local conditions.

For example, you can stew beef with tomatoes and potatoes.

Chicken can be made with tomato sauce and starch to create what would later become famous in America, but leave Chinese people bewildered—General Tso's Chicken. This thing is actually just chicken with a sweet and sour tomato flavor, made in the same way as sweet and sour pork. It's very simple and was something a famous Taiwanese chef casually made in the 50s to appease the then commander of the US Seventh Fleet.

The salmon is prepared using the standard Western-style grilling method, and after grilling, it is drizzled with lemon juice, sprinkled with salt and pepper, and served with rosemary.

Finally, I shredded lettuce, carrots, and mushrooms and stir-fried them casually in a frying pan.

As for the staple food... bread, of course, two freshly baked baguettes, solves everything.

All I can say is that people from Xia would definitely find this kind of cooking method disgusting.

But it's enough to fool foreigners.

To truly make authentic Chinese food, I'll have to wait until I have time to go to Chinatown to buy the necessary seasonings and cooking utensils.

"Wow, this is such a feast! This chicken is delicious. Is it an Austrian specialty? What's it called?" Although Josie thought it was a very perfunctory dinner, the dishes, which were mostly sweet and sour, were obviously to Margot's liking. She ate with great relish, especially the rather unusual General Tso's Chicken.

“Yes, that’s right, this is Austrian cuisine, called Ferdinand Chicken!” After taking a deep look at General Tso’s Chicken, Josie declared that she absolutely refused to acknowledge that this thing was Chinese food.

Moreover, it's completely illogical for someone of Austrian descent to cook Chinese food.

So, it's Austrian cuisine, Ferdinand chicken, no doubt about it.

As for why he was called Ferdinand, well, for the time being, apart from that art student who failed the exam, this was the only other thing Josie could think of that spark that ignited World War I.

And so, in a completely baffling way, Ferdinand Chicken, an Austrian dish that would later become a sensation in America, was born.

Chapter 18 Tony Wendis

Chapter 18 Tony Wendis

After dinner, Josie drove Margot home.

Margot's residence, in a truly affluent area of ​​Chicago's North Side, is a small estate.

Looking at the empty manor environment and the scattered lights in the servants' quarters.

Josie seemed to understand Margot's loneliness a little.

Josie gave Margot a gentle hug and watched her walk into the manor before driving away.

What Josie didn't know was that Margot had just entered the manor when she saw someone in the living room.

The person who could appear here at this time could not possibly be a stranger to Margot.

This person was none other than Margot's almost never-home tennis star husband, Tony Wendis.

“What a rare guest. I thought you had forgotten you even had a home.” Margot was slightly flustered when she saw Tony, but she quickly calmed down and said sarcastically.

After all, what did she have to panic about? She and Josie were completely innocent, at least until now. Apart from a polite hug, they hadn't done anything too intimate.

But this person in front of her, she's stumbled upon countless times.

“Who is he?” Tony Wendis ignored Margot’s sarcasm and asked in a curt tone.

“Just a friend, and what’s it to you?” Margot said dismissively.

“I’m your husband, how can you say I have nothing to do with you?” Tony Wendis retorted angrily.

"Ha, you still remember you're my husband? How many days in the past year have you been by my side? If you hadn't shown up today, I would have almost forgotten you existed!" Margot said sarcastically as she walked upstairs toward the bedroom.

“I was doing it for work!!” Tony Wendis was somewhat embarrassed and angry in the face of Margot’s constant sarcasm.

"Work? Oh, what a perfect excuse. And then what? How much money have you made? And how much have you spent at home? To maintain your respectable image, you even take a huge sum of money from me every year! If that were all, it would be one thing, but where have you actually spent my money? To that little starlet named Amy? Or that singer named Carly? Or those chicken farms?" Tony Wendice's words ignited Margot's anger, and she retorted without any politeness.

"You investigated me?" Tony Wendis was stunned when he heard Margot's words.

"An investigation? Do you think it's necessary? You think what you've done is so secretive? Plenty of people will tell me these things. Don't think that just because my father is dead, nobody cares about me! And don't think that I can't live without you. Tomorrow I'll have my lawyer draft the divorce papers. Now, get out of my room!" Margot got angrier and angrier, uttering harsh words, and before Tony could react, she slammed the bedroom door shut.

“Hey, Margot (Margot’s nickname), don’t do this, we can sit down and talk this out!” Tony Wendy panicked when he heard Margot mention her father’s friends and say she wanted a divorce.

Just as Margot said, his current comfortable life is not due to his status as a tennis star. The money he earns from participating in competitions or doing advertisements is not enough to support even one mistress, let alone two.

If they really get divorced, given Margot's family connections and her assets, he probably won't get a single penny.

“Margot, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have treated you like that. Let’s talk it out. I’ll definitely change.” Tony Wendis kept knocking on the door and apologizing, trying to ease the tension between him and Margot.

As for whether it would be too embarrassing? He didn't care. As long as they didn't get divorced and could maintain their current comfortable life, he didn't care about losing face.

This time, however, he underestimated Margot's anger and determination. No matter how much he softened his tone or apologized, Margot in the room completely ignored him.

He didn't dare to use force, lest he further anger Margot, which would be troublesome.

Damn it, the old Margot wasn't like this! Thinking of the timid Margot from before, Tony Wendy couldn't help but wonder what had caused such a big change in Margot.

Soon, Tony Wendis remembered Josie, who had brought Margot back.

Although it was night and the streetlights at the entrance were dim, he could still tell that it must be a tall, young, and handsome man.

Hmph, so they've found a new buyer!

Tony Wendis promptly blamed the cause on Josie, whom he had never met.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel even more frustrated.

Since Margot wouldn't open the door, Tony Wendis ended up going to the guest room downstairs.

However, Margot's behavior clearly prevented him from getting any rest, so after only a few minutes in the room, he drove off to find a place to drink.

Margot, inside the room, heard the car engine start. She walked to the window, watched Tony Wendice drive away, and a hint of disdain appeared on her face. He was probably out fooling around again. She had seen through this man.

At the same time, it further strengthened my determination to get a divorce.

Just as Margot had expected, Tony Wendis left the manor and soon arrived at a chicken farm.

Chicken farms in the United States have been illegal since the country's founding.

Although it is illegal, there are no specific restrictive laws.

In addition, people usually pay their taxes honestly in such situations and pay protection money to the local police, so the federal government turns a blind eye.

This situation only changed after Pennsylvania passed specific legislation in 1978, which gradually led to the elimination of semi-public chicken farms in various states, leaving only Nevada as the only state that still maintained them.

The chicken farm Tony Wendy visited is one of the largest in Chicago, located in the West Side.

However, as soon as I got off the bus, I saw several Italians cursing and beating someone in an alley not far from the entrance.

Tony glanced at it briefly, ignored it, and went inside.

"Mr. Wendice, welcome back! The ladies have been talking about you." As soon as Tony Wendice entered, the waiter standing at the door greeted him warmly.