Lawns is now temporarily acting as the manager of Ferry City. He was originally the commander of the naval fleet, but now he no longer cares about the three shabby sailing ships.
He is now taking his soldiers and the conscripted people to build something called a salt field according to the drawings.
Chris believed that this kind of thing could help Ferry City make money, so Origins became a temporary contractor.
"By the gods...can these damn big pits and these inexplicable mineral powders really turn the bitter seawater into table salt?" Lawns pressed his sword and looked at the scorching sun above his head.
He complained while wiping his sweat.
In fact, he believed Chris's words in his heart, because after seeing Chris's cannon that day, he was convinced of what Chris said. A person with absolute force will not lie to his subordinates.
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At least, the other party will not engage in boring deception on such a meaningless matter. This is a logical problem, and Lawns thinks very clearly.
Late yesterday, a cavalryman from Seris City sent a letter, which told the story of the establishment of the Principality of Eilandhill and told Lawns that he had now become the naval commander of the principality...
In fact, he still only managed a few broken ships, but Genesis was really promoted. He was promoted to the commander-in-chief of a country's navy, which seemed to be very impressive.
There was no time to be happy, and he devoted himself to the work of producing sea salt today. This is really a dumbfounding thing, at least that's what Lawns himself thinks.
"Although those warships are a bit dilapidated, it is a bit excessive to allow these warships to go out to sea to fish and supplement the food reserves of the ferry city..." The adjutant who came over with a hand to fan the cool breeze looked helpless and said to Lawn
Si complained: "We are sailors, it is really embarrassing to be fishermen."
"Who are you throwing away? When we recruited them, who was not a fisherman?" Lawns grinned, squinting his eyes under the scorching sun and sighed: "Just do whatever the superiors tell you to do, we are all from Ailan Hill.
I’m a retainer, what’s the use of talking about it now?”
"Sir! Your Majesty!" A middle-aged woman with tanned skin ran over excitedly, with an expression on her face as if she had just slept with a handsome boy. She swayed her plump buttocks with a smile on her face.
It has the strong aura of a woman on the beach.
Coming closer, the woman grinned, revealing her white teeth, and the wrinkles on her face bloomed into a beautiful flower: "Sir, the salt field where the experiment was conducted has been shipped! Look!"
After saying that, she raised her right hand and spread her palm in front of Royce, with an expression as if she was offering a treasure: "It was made exactly according to the process. We just tasted it, and there is no astringency at all."
No!"
"Really?" The adjutant looked unbelieving. He poked the center of the dirty palm with his finger and picked up a bit of shiny gray sea salt. He put it into his mouth and tasted it.
A burst of salty taste went straight to his taste buds, blooming on his tongue, with incomparable joy and fragrance, which made his eyebrows stretch out: "Yeah! Sir! It's salty!"
Hearing the adjutant's shout, Lawns also became curious. He pinched a pinch of sea salt in the woman's palm and stuffed it into his mouth. In an instant, he also felt the salty taste.
The taste and complexion also became brighter.
"Okay! Okay!" He looked at the broken salt left in the woman's hand and laughed and said: "Hahahaha, with these salts, Fukou City can earn at least several thousand gold coins this year!"
In this world, sea salt has always been inedible because of its peculiar smell. Because of this, the price of salt in this world is very high. In many places, a bite of salty taste is an extremely luxurious enjoyment.
For example, Tubao, Beijun and Prairie Empire farther north are all big consumers of salt, and they basically buy as much as they need. With this sea salt, you can at least make a lot of money from these northerners.
money.
Even for these salts, these northerners are willing to exchange strategic resources such as war horses. It is conceivable that the Principality of Eilandhill will soon have a large number of cavalry, and the quality is still the best.
"Let everyone speed up the construction! The faster these saltworks are built, the higher our income will be!" After being intoxicated with himself for a few seconds, Lawns immediately issued the order.
After seeing the results, the civilians of Dukou City also accelerated their pace. This was closely related to their income, and it was naturally the project that everyone was most attentive to. Even in the scorching sun, the construction progress of the salt field was accelerated visibly to the naked eye.
In fact, this world has a certain industrial foundation. For example, there are many special metals in this world that can improve the various properties of common metals. The ferrite that is abundant in Seris is one of them.
The alloy with the addition of this ferrite can have better strength and is lighter in weight. It is better and more perfect than aluminum alloy. It is simply a cheap version of super titanium alloy.
Because they have to face possible more powerful attacks, metallurgical processes such as casting and calcination are also very advanced, which is even higher than the early level that Chris was familiar with. This is why Chris can produce cannons immediately. There is a lack of people here.
It is just a systematic scientific structure and does not lack the corresponding application level.
At the same time, alchemy is still popular in this world. Many alchemists have rudimentary knowledge of chemistry and are familiar with some chemical reactions. They can easily accept the advanced chemical results provided by Chris.
But even so, Chris still couldn't become a fat man in one bite. He could only build his territory bit by bit and let industry begin to penetrate every corner. Now in Seris City, civilians have become accustomed to all kinds of new things.
, we have become accustomed to ridiculously cheap textiles and daily necessities.
Because of the large amount of financial support brought by Des, Strider's return, and Gullo's talents in planning and development, Siris's industrial process is in an orderly manner and is developing and growing bit by bit.
At this time, a group of knights appeared outside Seris Castle. They were flying the green royal flag representing the Arant Empire, wearing bright armor, and curiously looking at the businessmen from all over the world.
"We are the special envoys of General Zorn, commander-in-chief of the Allant Empire, here to convey General Zorn's order." Without dismounting, the leading officer said with his chin raised, overlooking the soldiers standing guard at the city gate.
The soldiers on duty also knew that the envoys from the empire could not be neglected, so they immediately ordered people to spread the news. He ordered the soldiers to let them go immediately, and he personally led a few people to lead the way, leading these knights towards the castle of Seris.
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Chris has been relatively free these days because the planning has been completed and many equipment had to be abandoned because the technology was not yet mature. He no longer had to worry about drawing drawings and could go to the barracks to see how the new recruits were being trained.
But today he did not go to the barracks, but read in the castle to learn more about this magical and strange world. In his perception, many books in this world are similar to fantasy novels, so they seem to be interesting to him.
For example, the book he is holding now is written about the life of the mage Glemel III. This great mage actually created a powerful magic on his own with a giant dragon that could speak human words as his mount.
country……
If this book had been placed in the world before Chris traveled through it, it would have been a very popular Western fantasy and magic novel. While Chris admired the excitement of the story inside, he imagined the impact that modern civilization might have on the world.
"Your Majesty! Envoys from the Arant Empire came to visit unexpectedly... They asked to see you and convey the orders of the Imperial General Zorn." A waiter opened the door of Chris' room, stood at the door and bowed his head respectfully to report.
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"Huh?" Chris had no way of knowing what these unexpected envoys were talking about. He closed the book in confusion, placed the book on top of a pile of drawings about generators, stood up and did two chest-expanding exercises.
: "I'll go see them right away..."
Walking all the way to the reception hall, Chris saw the messenger from the Arant Empire who came from afar and was wearing armor. The other person was also looking at Chris when Chris was looking at him. After the two looked at each other for a few times,
, and then started to speak.
"I don't know... you... came all the way here to deliver the order." Chris didn't know how to address the other person. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke first and asked seriously.
The other party took out a piece of letter paper with a red seal from the leather mailbox on his waist, and handed it directly to Chris: "Grand Duke Ellenhill, General Zorn orders you to deliver all the new weapons in your hands to Alant.
empire."
"What?" Chris heard what the other party said clearly, but he really couldn't believe his ears. He was desperately trying to expand his army to protect himself, and someone came directly to ask for the money he relied on to save his life.
arms……
"Grand Duke Airanthir, because you are still a vassal of the Aranthir Empire, you'd better obey the empire's orders and hand over those new weapons." With a faint sneer on his face, the other party repeated it again.
Own order: "You'd better know that disobeying the orders of the Arant Empire will do you no good."
"My weapons are also bought with money, Mr. Envoy." Chris calculated carefully and then replied: "If the weapons can be converted into taxes and tribute according to the actual price, then I can hand over these weapons to the imperial military.
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He felt that now was not the time to fall out, so he could find a reason to delay, and then go to Des and others to discuss countermeasures.
