Thirty-Nine Transactions
What Chris owns is a complete technology tree of the world, and what is stored in his mind is the crystallization of all the wisdom of a civilization.
This means that as long as the right metal is available, he can skip the bamboo and cotton filaments and directly use tungsten filaments to produce light bulbs. It's a matter of experience, Edison needs 1000 trials, Chris only needs one.
The main reason that prevented him from putting into production of light bulbs immediately was that tungsten ore was not easy to find, and at the same time, the electricity was not abundant, so it was impossible to use the light bulbs in a large area immediately. The problem still exists. What prevents Chris from developing is the limitation of production capacity, not the unbreakable technology.
Once the time for troubleshooting countless failed experiments is saved and the development time for raw materials is saved, then the scientific progress of mankind is actually very rapid. Many people only see the long development of civilization, but do not see the rapid accumulation of civilization to a certain extent.
The time when humans invented the train was 1804, the practical railway appeared around 1840, and the time for the automobile appeared almost twice as fast, and it appeared in 1886.
The aircraft that followed was even more surprising: the aircraft was invented in 1903, and it took only 40 years to develop to the jet stage...
And how long did it take humans to get the magneto to start generating electricity? However, Chris can outline the principle and structure of the entire magneto motor in just one night, and he can avoid any detours.
In the same way, Chris knows how to make a delicious French meal, also knows how to cook Hangzhou home-cooked food, and even knows the most mysterious cooking methods that have been lost.
It's just that he can't show it himself. After all, unlike scientific experiments, cooking requires certain skills and talents.
Even so, when Chris wrote the recipe and handed it over to his chef, he could clearly feel that his food standards were clearly improving. What's even more interesting is that several chefs have so much admiration for Chris that they would rather not be paid than work in Chris' castle.
According to these chefs, it is in this castle that they can touch the true meaning of food. It was a devout pilgrimage, similar to the feeling of a madman seeing a temple.
"For the first time, I know that Merck fish is so delicious! It turns out that we only eat it by cooking it." While happily fiddling with the grilled fish on the plate with a fork, the well-informed Gul Luo couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.
Being able to eat such delicious fish is definitely a treat for someone his age. Now Gurlo, or everyone in this castle can be said to be very rich, and they are not pursuing much happiness now, so every time is extraordinarily cherished.
"For the first time, I felt that eating, which was a waste of time and had to be eaten, was a kind of adjustment and enjoyment." Smith, who focused on researching industrial production, was also full at this time, feeling his chubby belly.
Des looked like he couldn't love him, because what he was eating recently was getting worse and worse. Now that he has eaten such a delicious fish, it is simply a subversion of his 20-year life.
Can you imagine such a scene? People who originally thought they had eaten all the food in the world, but found that they were eating swill; but when they thought they were going to eat garbage, they saw the peak of the world's food...
"I think, Your Majesty, you should always prepare such gatherings, which is conducive to the unity of the ministers..." Deans put down his knife and fork in a grand manner, with a dignified appearance. But the sauce on the corner of his mouth betrayed him, making the Home Secretary look very funny at this moment.
Chris nodded, but thought this was a good idea. He picked up the glass in front of him and said, "As long as I am in the castle from now on,
You will be called to have dinner together. "
"Long live!" Smith took the lead in cheering, and the others were also full of smiles. But at this moment, Deans let out a bad laugh.
Looking at the people staring at him, he shrugged embarrassedly and explained to himself, "That... I think of the unlucky Streed..."
"Hahahaha!" After hearing his words, everyone laughed. Stride, the foreign minister, was destined to miss out on a lot of delicious food because he was going to other countries, and now it seems to be very unfortunate.
"For Alan Hill!" Amidst the laughter, Chris raised his glass and cheered loudly. Everyone followed him and raised their wine glasses, echoing loudly: "For Alan Hill!"
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A team of cavalrymen in black armor, holding high the king's flag of Ireland Hill, escorted a long carriage convoy, walking slowly on the plain.
Above their heads, the black eagle flags fluttered in the wind, and the armor on their bodies rubbed and collided with the steps of the war horses. Every knight straightens his back, because what they represent is a great country that has never been defeated since its birth.
On the distant hill, a group of prairie cavalry gathered little by little, and they looked mighty and mighty.
"Applause!" After approaching the Ailan Hill team, a general on the grasslands led by him grabbed his reins, and the leopard head sat on the horse, looking at the well-equipped Ailan Hill knights: "I hope What you sent is a good thing of great value."
On the other side, the leader of the Ellen Hill knight grinned. He pulled his reins, turned his horse's head, and came to the side of a carriage. With a "clang", he drew out his sword and went behind the carriage. sack topped with a poke.
"Wow!" White powder began to pour out of the crack, scattered on the grass like a silver waterfall, flowing like a spring, and it was pleasant to watch.
The general on the grassland saw the white powder scattered, and his eyes widened. He didn't even have time to give the order, his legs caught the horse's belly and rushed towards the carriage.
Immediately afterwards, he turned over and dismounted, and because of his excitement, he even staggered to the side of the carriage, caught the falling silver powder with his hand, and put it to his mouth to taste: "Ah! It's salt!"
Because of the distressed relationship, he even wanted to reach out to plug the hole poked by the long sword, but found that the entire carriage was full of identical sacks. In shock, he turned around and looked at the cavalry captain of Alan Hill: "These are all salt?"
The cavalry captain of Ailan Hill had a brighter smile on his face, pointed his finger at the long motorcade behind him, and said affirmatively: "20 carriages! All are loaded with salt. There are also 20 carriages, loaded with Iron and porcelain."
"Salt!" As if thinking of something, the prairie general turned his head, raised his right hand to the cavalry he brought, and shouted loudly.
"Oh!" The ferocious prairie cavalry immediately issued a shout like a tsunami, one wave after another. Many people turned over and dismounted, surrounded the carriage, and looked at those rare salt bags with curious eyes.
"My God! It's iron! It's iron!" On the other side, a few prairie people who lifted the curtains of the carriage shouted in horror. They saw that the shiny and identical iron pots were stacked in order to save space. Together, they built a huge iron pillar.
In some carriages, neat snow-white china was piled up, and the crystal clear rice bowls made a poor prairie man's jaw drop in shock. They caressed the porcelain bowl, which was as moist as a woman's skin, and didn't even want to let go.
After venting for a while, the prairie general finally remembered something. He took the reins and walked in front of the cavalry captain of Alan Hill, and asked, "We know that these are expensive goods. , I don't know how much Alan Hill needs us to pay this time?"
"Porcelain is cheap, a bowl is 40 copper coins... Iron pots are more expensive. After all, we are also short of iron, and the price is 25 silver coins..." The knight captain of Alan Hill did not speak, and a businessman beside him called He started a new calculation tool called the abacus, and he continued to calculate his income this time.
In fact, he still made a lot of money, because the purchase price of these things in Ireland Hill was only about half of what he was quoting now.
"As for table salt... The price is also very fair, 50 gold coins per cart... I left the carriage for you." The businessman was thinking about it, and he was very happy: he came here this time is really a big gain, almost more than 1,300 Gross income in gold coins.
The transaction amount of just such a caravan is the tax tribute paid by Serris Castle for a year before. It is conceivable to imagine how terrifying the income of Alan Hill, which is now desperately industrializing.
Originally, when he heard the number of 50 gold coins, the generals of the grassland had already made up their minds to be slaughtered by profiteers. But when he heard that the unit was "car", the expression on his face became wonderful.
He looked up at the knight captain of Alan Hill, raised his hand and handed him the reins of his warhorse: "You are the most respectable businessmen I have ever seen! This warhorse is the most handsome on the grassland, I give it to you! As a testimony of the friendship between you and me! Welcome to the grassland, we will not be drunk tonight!"
"Kill the sheep! Welcome the distinguished guests!" After he finished speaking, he shouted to his clansmen, and the prairie people who were riding on horseback or who had dismounted from the horse also gave out cheers that they had never seen before. : "Oh! Kill the sheep! Kill the sheep!"
"I heard that trading with the prairie people is very dangerous?" The businessman looked at the knight captain beside him with a puzzled expression.
"It used to be here... a bag of salt cost 7 gold coins." The knight captain put the reins of another war horse on his saddle and replied without raising his head.
The businessman was stunned for a moment, and then he realized in despair how many gold coins he had just lost...