"I'm so stupid, really." Frederick murmured, "I only knew that I needed to measure the dimensions to do these things, but I didn't know that the current rulers were not accurate..."
When he came to the carpenter's shop before, he saw the craftsmen's tools and saw a caliper among them, so he subconsciously thought it was a vernier caliper.
However, the difference between a caliper and a vernier caliper is like a bicycle and a motorcycle. A vernier is installed on a caliper, just like a bicycle is equipped with a battery, motor and control system.
The accuracy of industrial processing is determined by the accuracy of measuring tools. Today's bearings and future steam engines all require accuracy smaller than millimeters.
Ogilvy has highly skilled craftsmen at his disposal. They originally made jewelry, but later carved small magic circles. It was not difficult to make a caliper, but they had difficulties with the vernier scale.
Asking him to measure 49㎜ is not a problem, but dividing the length of 49㎜ into 50 equal parts is beyond his salary range.
After Frederick explained the theorem of equal segments of parallel lines, he said to Omet: "I found that there are no scholars who study mathematics, nor are there scholars of physics or alchemy among you."
As the saying goes, if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid of time travel.
Frederick knew how much he was capable of.
Mathematics is a tool for him. Knowing how to use several advanced tools is one thing, but how to develop the tools is another.
He has never been able to fully understand what number theory is. Calculus can be touched once, but it won't work after two touches, so return it to the teacher.
Physics is relatively better. He can turn "Newton's Three Laws" into "Wesson's Three Laws". It is not a problem to make further progress on the existing basis of motion, light refraction, etc. Structural mechanics can be regarded as the founder.
It’s just that the electricity part is currently useless.
Forget about chemistry, why are there so few people engaged in chemistry among "civilian sciences"? Because doing this will really kill people.
Moreover, magic is involved in alchemy right now, and God knows what will happen if there is one more variable.
Frederick understood that to build industry, he needed the support of mathematical, physical and chemical knowledge, and he also understood that he alone could not shoulder such a heavy burden, which required the joint efforts of many people.
But, where and how to find these talents?
Omet also knew something about these subjects, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Scholars who study algebra and geometry are mostly in the Kingdom of Sardinia, and there are also many in the Kingdom of Gaul. They are currently arguing over whether algebra and geometry can be unified.
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"Scholars of physics and alchemy are concentrated along the Mediterranean coast. Their experiments cost a lot of money and they can only find sponsorship there."
As soon as he heard the word "sponsored", Frederick was immediately frightened.
After all, no matter which world you are in, scientific research always costs money, and what he lacks is money.
Frederick thought for a while and said to Ogilvy: "Is it okay to leave the work of the vernier caliper and bearings to you?"
"Next I have to think about how to make money."
All Might looked at the principal who was younger than his own son, sighed in his heart, and said, "Leave this to me. Don't be tired. You can go around and play when you have time."
"Don't be too hasty about money. Alfred over there at the blacksmith shop is very capable. He can take charge of the business of expanding the furnace and buying pig iron for steelmaking. I will also check it."
"There is a young man named Bryant in the blacksmith shop who is a good blacksmith and can take charge of the blacksmithing work."
Frederick said: "Then I'll trouble you."
When he left the carpenter's shop, All Might looked at the young figure and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Among many scholars, Omet had the longest contact with Frederick and knew the child best.
This child shouldered the burden of continuing a family at an age when he should have been having fun. Faced with the king's conspiracy, he was not afraid but planned to confront it head-on. This is something that few even adults can do.
Frederick was walking on the road by the river. On one side was the clear river water, with several cargo ships pulling flour heading downstream. On the other side was the farmland being plowed for the second time. A group of children about his age were putting a kind of
Throw the transparent crystal slimes into the fields and let them eat the bugs and eggs found in the soil.
If it was in the past, he would find a place to fish or help throw slime.
But now, all he can think about is how to make money.
The money that time travelers make is nothing more than glass, soap, paper and cement.
But just north of Wesson is the local glass manufacturing center, which has now developed to the point of blowing a ball and flattening it to produce flat glass. Frederick's mother had a dressing mirror.
Don't even think about soap. Frederick was criticized behind his back by Afu because he used fine soap made from olive oil to bathe every day, and he was a waste of money. Common people with some money would use rough soap made from animal fat.
The only things left for him were papermaking and cement. The problem was that he had only seen these in local crafts. He knew the process theoretically, but had to slowly explore the actual operation.
And these things need to be done by someone to take charge of the work, otherwise it will just remain a plan on paper.
Frederick saw a crystal slime jumping to his feet, so he picked it up and played with it.
The body of this kind of slime is usually soft, but it is very elastic when it wants to escape, and it feels good to hold it.
While he was playing, he thought that he needed to find some talents from the territory, otherwise he would be too busy.
"Master!" An angry voice suddenly sounded, "Why did you catch slimes for fun again?"
Frederick subconsciously shrank his neck, threw the slime in his hand, and then kicked it back into the field.
With his current strength, he can only make this slime faint.
A maid of 17 or 18 years old went to the river and soaked a cotton handkerchief with river water. She complained about the master's lack of hygiene and wiped his hands.
This maid's name is Taro, the daughter of Wesson's tax collector. When she was eleven or twelve years old, she began to help the wet nurse take care of the one- or two-year-old Frederick.
After Tarot wiped the master's hands, he turned over the handkerchief and wiped his face with the other side.
Frederick gave up struggling, which was pretty good. When she used to help herself take a bath, she could use a cotton towel to wipe her feet first and then her face.
Although this eldest sister is sometimes not very smart, she works hard and everyone thinks she has no problem being a model worker.
After Tarot finished dusting himself with a handkerchief, Frederick asked: "Why did you come here? What's the matter?"
Tarot then replied: "Someone came to deliver a letter today. Your Excellency Richard Nall will be our guest for three days."
Frederick's eyes quickly gleamed, and he immediately said: "Go back now and inform Carbo that the sauerkraut and pork knuckles are ready in the kitchen!"