What Chris possesses is a world's complete technological tree, and what is stored in his mind is the crystallization of all the wisdom of a civilization.
This means that as long as there is suitable metal, he can skip bamboo and cotton filaments and directly use tungsten filaments to produce light bulbs. This is a matter of experience. Edison needs to test 1,000 times, and Chris only needs one.
Already.
The main reason that prevents him from immediately putting into production light bulbs is that tungsten ore is not easy to find, and the electricity is not abundant, making it impossible to use electric lights on a large scale immediately. The problem still exists. What prevents Chris from developing is production capacity constraints, not technical inadequacies.
breakthrough.
Once the time for troubleshooting countless failed experiments and the time for developing raw materials are saved, human scientific progress will actually be very rapid. Many people only see the long development of civilization, but do not see the accumulation of civilization.
A certain degree of swiftness.
Humans invented the train in 1804, and practical railways appeared around 1840. The automobile appeared almost twice as fast, in 1886.
The subsequent aircraft were even more surprising: the aircraft was invented in 1903, and it only took 40 years to develop into the jet stage...
And how long did it take for humans to get the magnetic motor to start generating electricity? Chris could outline the principle and structure of the entire magnetic motor in just one night, without making any detours.
Similarly, Chris knows how to make delicious French meals, how to make home-cooked dishes in Hangzhou, and even the most mysterious and lost cooking methods of certain delicacies.
It's just that he couldn't show it himself. After all, unlike scientific experiments, cooking requires certain techniques and talents.
Even so, when Chris wrote out the recipe and gave it to his chef, he could clearly feel that his food standards were obviously improving. What's even more interesting is that several chefs worshiped Chris to the point of falling into admiration.
To the point where they would rather not receive wages and work in Chris's castle.
According to these chefs, in this castle, they can touch the true meaning of food. It is a kind of devout pilgrimage, similar to the feeling of fanatics seeing a temple.
"This is the first time I know that the fish is so delicious! It turns out that the only way we can eat it is to cook it." While happily playing with the grilled fish on the plate with his fork, the well-informed Gur said
Luo couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.
Being able to eat such delicious fish is definitely a pleasure for people of his age. Now Gurlo, or everyone in this castle can be said to be very rich, and the happiness they are pursuing now
There are not many left, so every time is particularly cherished.
"For the first time, I feel that eating, which is a waste of time and has to be done, is a kind of refreshment and enjoyment." Smith, who focuses on studying industrial production, was also full of wine and food at this time, and touched his round belly with emotion.
Des looked desperate, because the food he had been eating was getting worse and worse recently, and now eating such a delicious fish was simply a subversion of his twenty years of life.
Can you imagine such a scene? A person who originally thought he had eaten all the delicacies in the world, only to find that what he had eaten was swill; and when he originally thought he was going to eat garbage, he saw the delicacies of the world...
"I think your Majesty, you should often prepare for such gatherings, which is conducive to the unity of your ministers..." Deans put down his knife and fork grandly, with a righteous look. However, the sauce on the corner of his mouth gave him away.
, making the Home Secretary look very funny at this moment.
Chris nodded, thinking this was a good idea. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and said, "From now on, as long as I am in the castle, I will call you to have dinner together."
"Long live!" Smith took the lead in cheering, and the others were also smiling. But at this time, Deans let out a bad laugh.
Looking at the people staring at him, he shrugged his shoulders sheepishly and explained to himself: "Well... I think of the unlucky Strider..."
"Hahahaha!" After hearing his words, everyone laughed. Strider, the foreign minister, was destined to miss a lot of delicious food because he was on a mission to other countries. Now it seems that he is very unlucky.
.
"For Alan Hill!" Amidst the laughter, Chris raised his wine glass and cheered loudly. Everyone raised their wine glasses after him and loudly echoed: "For Alan Hill!"
…
A group of cavalry wearing black armor, holding high the royal flag of Elanthir, escorted a long carriage convoy, walking slowly on the plain.
Above their heads, the black eagle flag fluttered in the wind, and the armor on their bodies rubbed and collided with the steps of their horses. Each knight straightened his waist, because they represented a person from birth to
Now, a great country that has never suffered a single defeat.
On the hills in the distance, a group of prairie cavalry gathered little by little. Each of them had three horses, and they looked mighty.
"Huh!" After approaching the Ailan Hill convoy, a general on the grassland who led him grabbed his reins. He sat on the horse with a leopard head and eyes, looking at the well-equipped Ailan Hill knights: "I hope
What you sent is valuable and good stuff."
On the other side, the leader of the Knights of Ellandhill grinned. He pulled his reins, turned his horse's head, and came to a carriage. He drew out his sword with a clang and stood behind the carriage.
poked it into the sack.
"Wow!" The white powder began to gush out from the breach, scattering on the grass like a silver waterfall, flowing like spring water, and it made people happy to see it.
When the general on the grassland saw the white powder scattered, his eyes widened even more. Before he could even give an order, he clamped his legs on the horse's belly and rushed towards the carriage.
Immediately afterwards, he turned over and dismounted. He was so excited that he staggered to the side of the carriage. He caught the falling silver powder with his hand, put it to his mouth and tasted it: "Ah! It's salt!"
Because of his heartache, he even wanted to reach out to block the hole made by the long sword, but found that the entire carriage was covered with identical sacks. In shock, he turned back and looked at the cavalryman from Ailan Hill.
Captain: "Are these all salt?"
The smile on the face of the cavalry captain of Eiland Hill became even brighter. He pointed at the long convoy behind and said with certainty: "20 carriages! They are all filled with salt. There are also 20 carriages filled with salt.
Ironware and porcelain.”
"Salt!" As if he thought of something, the grassland general turned back, raised his right hand to the cavalry he brought, and shouted loudly.
"Oh!" Those ferocious prairie cavalry immediately shouted like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, with each wave getting louder than the other. Many people got off their horses and gathered around the carriage, looking curiously at the people they had rarely seen before.
bags of salt.
"Oh my God! It's iron! It's iron!" On the other side, several prairie people who opened the curtain of the carriage shouted in horror. They saw that the shiny, identical iron pots were stacked on top of each other to save space.
Together, they built a huge iron pillar.
In some carriages, there were neatly piled snow-white porcelain. The crystal clear rice bowls shocked the jaws of the not-so-wealthy prairie people. They stroked the porcelain bowls, which were as gentle as women’s skin, and even
Neither is willing to let go.
After venting for a while, the grassland general finally remembered something. He took the reins and walked up to the cavalry captain of Eiland Hill. He put his right hand on his chest and asked: "We know that these are expensive goods.
, I wonder how much Ilan Hill needs us to pay this time?"
"Porcelain is cheap, 40 copper coins for a bowl... Iron pots are more expensive. After all, we are also short of iron. The price is 25 silver coins..." The knight captain of Eiland Hill did not speak, but a businessman next to him said
He picked up a new calculation tool called an abacus and kept calculating his income this time.
In fact, he still made a lot of money, because the purchase price of these things in Eiland Hill was only about half of his current quotation.
"As for the salt... the price is also very fair, 50 gold coins per cart... I'll leave the cart to you." The businessman was thinking about it, and he was very excited: he had a big harvest this time, almost more than 1,300.
Gross income from gold coins.
The transaction volume of just such a caravan is equivalent to the previous year's tax and tribute money of Seris Castle. It is conceivable how terrifying the income is for Ireland, which is currently working hard to industrialize.
Originally, when he heard the number 50 gold coins, the grassland general was ready to be slaughtered by profiteers. But when he heard the unit was "car", the expression on his face became wonderful.
.
He raised his head and looked at the knight captain of Eiland Hill, and raised his hand to hand the reins of his war horse to him: "You are the most honorable businessmen I have ever seen! This war horse is the most splendid 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 guest!" After saying that, he shouted to his tribesmen, and the prairie people who were riding on horseback or had dismounted also let out a cheer that they had never seen before.
: "Oh! Kill the sheep! Kill the sheep!"
"I heard that trading with prairie people is dangerous?" The businessman looked at the knight captain beside him with a puzzled look on his face.
"Here before... a bag of salt cost 7 gold coins." The knight captain put the reins of the other horse on his own 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...