Waiting in the lounge at the back of the clothing store, Charlotte looked at the oil paintings on the wall with great interest, while her maid focused on the clothing samples piled in the corner.
Cathy brought two cups of fruit tea, bent down and said, "Countess, I'm very sorry, my master is dealing with some business and will be here later."
Charlotte waved her hand, indicating that Cathy didn't need to pay attention.
Seeing the other person hurriedly going about the things at hand, Charlotte took out a design sketch book from the bookcase in the lounge and sat down on a strange-looking sofa in the room.
When she first sat down, the soft and elastic material of the leather sofa startled the countess. She immediately jumped up, turned around, touched the sofa, and studied it carefully.
Soon, Charlotte was deeply addicted to this comfortable feeling and couldn't help herself.
I lazily opened the design drawings and looked at them again and again. Apart from the trendy and eye-catching clothing concept drawings, what interested Charlotte the most were a few strange sketches.
One is in a huge room, with many square boxes showing pictures, a pile of shining round crystal pieces, and many unknown strange machines.
The second picture is under a crystal sky. Five open floors are connected by stairs. Each floor is distributed with countless connected small rooms. Each room has a counter selling different kinds of items.
Turn the two drawings to the back respectively. The former says Between Creation and the latter says City of Commerce.
While Charlotte was still guessing what these things were, Mary opened the door and walked in.
The countess stood up from the chair, ran all the way and hugged the latter into her arms: "Mary! It's so good to see you! I was worried before I heard that something happened in the Silver Ring Kingdom and received your letter.
Concerned about your safety!"
Facing Charlotte's enthusiasm, Mary was a little at a loss and could only comfort her while sitting down first.
Charlotte listened to the voices of the women outside the door arguing over price and style, and said to Mary with a smile: "From the day I became your palace etiquette instructor, you always have a way to surprise me."
Mary looked a little tired, with faint circles around her eyes, and her speech was a little weak: "Mrs. Charlotte, please forgive me for not contacting you until last month."
"You look like you haven't slept all day. It's a good thing to be busy opening a store, but forgetting to sleep is a woman's biggest enemy!"
Mary looked at the serious-faced Mrs. Charlotte with a bit of fun. Her persistence in beauty, etiquette and clothing could be described as stubborn, but who could have imagined that this person in front of her looked like only two people?
A noble woman who is fifteen or sixteen years old is actually nearly forty years old?
"I have had some insomnia in the past few nights, but it has nothing to do with opening a store, and I didn't drink any coffee this morning..." Mary's voice became lower and lower.
Charlotte sat forward a little and asked, "Coffee?"
"Ah, no, it's nothing." Mary took out a few sketches and put them in front of Charlotte: "Teacher, in addition to the design drawings I sent you last time, I have recently designed several sets of summer clothes and added some
Bilantz and Gothic elements, take a look."
After briefly looking at the drawings, Charlotte returned her gaze to Mary's face, her voice filled with tenderness and helplessness: "The stage of Silver Ring has come to an end."
Mary's hand froze.
"The past events have long since disappeared in the smoke." Charlotte lowered her voice lower: "The same goes for your husband, the former king."
Mary lowered her head and closed her eyes.
"God pulled out a man's rib and created women, just to let us always remember our destination." Charlotte looked at the other person's lonely expression and sighed softly: "Women, after all, should still suffer in this world.
In the world, find a man who can lean on each other, support each other, and walk through the trial road set by fate."
Mary shook her head and got rid of these complicated thoughts in her mind: "Teacher, after coming to Muxi City, I have never felt that I have sunk into the quagmire of suffering. On the contrary, I have lived a life of fulfillment and joy that I have never experienced before.
, that humble person who was submissive in front of his father and husband, has died in the cage. Now I am learning and enjoying every moment, the vitality and satisfaction brought by new things. This is also the first time that I
Really feel alive.”
Charlotte smiled.
She stretched out her hand and touched the top of Mary's head. Her expression and movements were like that of a mother who encouraged her child to stand up when she fell when she was learning to walk.
"Son, tell me, why did you write to ask me to come? As long as I can help, I will never refuse."
Mary hugged the stack of design drawings in her hand to her chest, her eyes sparkling: "I want to turn Muxi City into the art and fashion center of the entire world!"
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"What? Say it again?!"
Ulysses rubbed his forehead vigorously, with a look of disbelief on his face, and asked loudly to the man in front of him.
Sitting opposite him was a confident, fat, wealthy businessman. The latter raised a duckbill clip in his hand and said to the patent registrar across the table: "The thing in my hand is an invention of epoch-making historical significance.
It will eventually be recorded in the annals of history and will be remembered for generations to come..."
Ulysses interrupted the other party loudly: "No, no, the previous introductions are unnecessary. What's the use of saying this again?!"
"In those noble public places, there are often embarrassing moments like this. You want to expel excess gas from your body, but you are afraid of making an indecent sound..."
Ulysses opened his eyes wide: "Release excess gas?!"
The monk's assistant sitting next to him reminded in a low voice: "I believe he means farting..."
"Damn it! I know it's fart!" Ulysses' face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and he waved his hand: "Go on."
The wealthy businessman raised the duckbill clip above his head and made a loud sound that made everyone in the office hall look at him: "With this fart silencer, no matter where you are or what position you are in, you can fart as you want, and there will be no trace of your fart."
!”
The monk's assistant didn't notice Ulysses' depressed expression and asked with interest: "So how is it used?"
"Just align this gadget and put it in..." The wealthy businessman moved the duckbill clip toward his butt and raised his brows with a lewd expression: "When you want to do something, just exert force on your lower abdomen.
The clamp can be opened to the maximum to ensure the smooth flow of air, and naturally there will be no sound."
Ulysses, who was about to collapse, couldn't stand listening anymore. He took his seal and stamped a dozen red crosses on the patent application form for the fart silencer, like a chicken pecking at rice, and shouted: "Rejected!
"
When the wealthy businessman saw this, his face turned red with anger. He held a small clip and protested loudly: "Why should I reject my invention patent? You don't understand at all..."
Ulysses rang the bell, and the guards appeared, picked up the wealthy businessman, and dragged him to the door.
His soul-stirring pleas still echoed in the hall.
"Ignorant guys! When you are rejected by your loved ones because of farting, you will understand how important my invention is!!"
Ulysses rubbed his temples and said angrily: "Although the teachers and students of Muxi College must help the kingdom complete administrative affairs, I don't want to do this kind of patent review anymore!"
The monk's assistant glanced at the scholar cautiously and asked tentatively: "There is another person outside who has submitted a patent application. Do you think we should let him go back?"
Ulysses sighed and said helplessly: "Forget it, let him come in."
A thin man sat opposite Ulysses.
The latter noticed that this man was plagued by long-term malnutrition and his body was in a haggard shape, but his hands were impressive. His fingers were long and slender, as flexible and powerful as a pianist's.
Ulysses picked up the other party's application form and took a look at it, and was shocked by the patent name - human blood circulation.
Watching the emaciated man take out dozens of sketches from his arms, including diagrams of the blood circulation of the human heart, anatomy diagrams of human blood circulation, and even diagrams of capillaries, Ulysses took a few pictures with trembling hands.
Patting the assistant on the shoulder: "Go and ask Master Terrence to come over! As soon as possible!"
Research on the human body in another world is still stuck in the ancient Taylor period.
The most representative of these is the human blood circulation system.
The blood circulation theory supported by the church is also called Galenism. The main idea is: the creation of the human body is the work of God. The blood comes from the aura given by God. It is produced by the liver and completed in the small hole in the heart.
flowed.
The man who applied for the patent completely overturned the church's theory of blood circulation, divided human blood vessels into arteries and veins, described the structure of the heart and the blood circulation route in detail, and even clearly drew the structure of capillaries.
Clearly.
Twenty minutes later, Terrence sat in the reception room, put down the drawing in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him: "What's your name?"
"Wayne Dunlop."
"Are you a doctor?"
Wayne nodded: "To be precise, I am a veterinarian."
Terrence narrowed his eyes slightly: "How did you draw these pictures?"
"I took a microbiology course at Muxi College for a period of time. Later, I spent all my savings to buy a microscope and found out the capillaries in animals. I was thinking at that time, since animals pass through capillaries,
To exchange blood between arteries and veins, then humans should do the same, so I sneaked into Silver Ring City with a microscope..."
Ulysses suppressed his voice and exclaimed.
Wayne continued: "Under the control of the northern barbarians, there were deaths every day in Silver Ring City at that time, so I had a stable source of experimental materials."
Terrence frowned and said: "Desecrate the corpse of the deceased..."
"Instead of letting those flesh be eaten by maggots, it is better to let them contribute their last strength for the great truth." Wayne lowered his head and crossed his fingers as he said.
Terrence touched the white beard on his chin, thought tangledly for a while, closed his eyes and said, "Take him to register a patent."
After helping the veterinarian register the patent, Ulysses returned to the reception room and began discussions with Master Terrence.
"Master, I have told him and other insiders that the matter of blood circulation must be kept secret and cannot be spread to outsiders."
Terrence nodded after hearing this, pondered for a while, and said to Ulysses: "Do you know what the discovery of human blood circulation means?"
Looking at the other party shaking his head, Terrence slowly said: "In the eyes of the church, the human body is God's creation and the most critical line of defense for theology. Uncovering the secrets of human physiology is the sharpest attack on the church.