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146 Lighters

Book Charm's busyness only lasted for a few minutes and then stopped, because what Lawrence wanted to draw was not very complicated, and there were only 21 parts including all the parts.

"Very good. I will go to the factory to try to make this thing tomorrow." Lawrence nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the drawings in front of him. "With the strength of the workers and the equipment of the factory, it should not be difficult to make this thing."

"Is it this? I think it should be fine." Early the next morning, Lawrence took Sephiel straight to Jimmy's house where he went yesterday. Unexpectedly, when they walked to the door of Jimmy's house, they found Jimmy wearing work clothes.

Standing at the door of his home, he said goodbye to his wife and two children.

"Dad, I wish you all the best today." The little girl who looked to be only five or six years old walked up and kissed Jimmy on the cheek, and then said to him with a smile.

"Daddy's work will definitely go well today." Jimmy touched his daughter's hair and said. "I will bring you some pickled herring when I come back."

The conversation between father and daughter seemed very warm, but the other boy who looked ten years old and the middle-aged woman who should be Mrs. Jimmy who were also standing at the door had some worry on their faces.

"Good morning, Mr. Jimmy." At this time, Lawrence walked up to say hello, and then asked, "Where are you going now--"

"Oh, Mr. August, and Miss Coburg, good morning!" Seeing Lawrence and the others walking over, Jimmy immediately took off his felt hat and bowed to them. "I'm going to take care of myself.

Machines. If those machines are not maintained, when you need to use them again, they will be as immobile as rheumatoid joints."

"Well done, and what you did is valuable." Lawrence said with a smile, "Now go and gather the workers, we have work to do."

"This is great." A bright smile appeared on Jimmy's face. "I'm going to call those guys over now. Just give me 15 minutes."

As he spoke, Jimmy trotted down the muddy road. After he ran away, Jimmy's daughter raised her head and looked at Lawrence and the others and asked: "You are my dad's boss, right? My dad shouldn't know how to do it now."

You lost your job, right?"

"Of course not." Saifei knelt down and gently touched the girl's brown curly hair and said seriously. "I believe that since Lawrence decided to start work today, he must have found some way to keep the factory running.

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"That's great." A bright smile broke out on the little girl's face, and then she turned to her mother and brother, who looked relieved. "Daddy won't lose his job this time.

, and we won’t be kicked out of our house.”

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lawrence suddenly felt that everything he was doing now was very valuable. A smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

Soon, Jimmy gathered the workers. Then these workers surrounded Lawrence and the two of them and walked toward the factory. Everyone looked full of hope.

"This is what we are going to do today." After entering the factory, several boilermakers and mechanics began to inspect the drive shafts, pulleys and machines in the factory. Then they went to the power room next to the factory to start the steam engine. Others were in their places

Stand at your work station.

"This is what we are going to make today." Lawrence put the drawings on the drawing rack. "Can you see if this thing can be made?"

"No problem." Jimmy and two other senior technicians said after studying the drawing carefully. "Only the thin copper tube with the spring and the flint in the whole picture is a little difficult, and the flint doesn't know.

Where to get it? Other than that, everything else is done very quickly. If everything goes well, it will be ready by lunch time."

"Don't worry about the flint and steel. I'll take care of it." Although there is no flint and steel in Lawrence's previous life, which is mainly cerium and mixed with various rare earth metals, there are many magic substitutes.

Just as the workers were busy making molds and processing metal, Lawrence started making flint in the office that was originally occupied by the factory director.

For him, making flint was very simple. With the help of Sephiel, Lawrence took out a peanut-sized ruby ​​containing the element of fire and smashed it into powder with magic, and then merged it into a piece with several other things.

Among the steel ingots about the same size as red bricks.

Soon, a steel ingot with a faint red light appeared in front of the two people. Then Lawrence asked the workers outside to send in a small wire drawing machine to draw the steel ingot into steel wire, while Seifield quickly filled it with a handful of

The magical knife cuts the steel wire into flints smaller than grains of rice.

By noon, the first batch of parts had been produced. All the workers who had no work at hand did not bother to eat the lunches sent by their relatives. Instead, they all crowded around a workbench and looked at the work in Lawrence's hand.

That thing.

With a clanking sound, the small metal box that could fit into the palm of an adult man was thrown open by Lawrence, and then he rubbed the sparkler with his hand, and a cluster of flames came out.

"What a beautiful lighter." All the workers who saw this scene exclaimed. After working in mechanical processing positions for a long time, they still have some ability to identify this kind of mechanical products. They can naturally tell that Lawrence

The lighter in my hand now is better than any non-extraordinary fire starter on the market.

"But do people really buy this thing?" Suddenly there was a hesitant question among the workers. Just as Jimmy was about to refute, Lawrence raised his right hand to stop him, then jumped on the chair and said to everyone

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"This is something designed by a member of the Federal Science Association." Lawrence encouraged everyone. For him, who owned a Zippo lighter in his previous life, it is not difficult to replicate this classic product in this world.

At the same time, he also believes that this thing can definitely sell well.

The reputation of members of the Federal Science Association is still very loud among ordinary people, so after showing their identities, everyone's morale was boosted. After a simple breakfast, everyone immediately started working enthusiastically.

There was not much material left before, but it can be said to be more than enough to produce lighters. According to estimates, the existing materials can produce at least 2,000 lighters.

"The problem now is, how do we sell these things." Looking at the busy people in front of him, Saifei asked in a low voice. "We can't just find those small vendors to sell them on the street."

"That's definitely not possible. If this is the case, these lighters cannot be sold at a good price. In the process of selling lighters, we can't just sell a lighter itself, but also a culture and a life attitude. Let others think of us.

I subconsciously thought that the lighter was a high-end product and a status symbol." Lawrence started to fool Seifer using the marketing content he had read in his previous life.

Of course, this cannot be considered pure deception. In the process of previous contact with some wealthy people, Lawrence discovered that most of the wealthy people in the White Eagle Federation now want to flaunt their nobility after they have money, but they do not have nobility.

That kind of background. So these people often show off their wealth and status through buying and selling.

To put it bluntly, this group of wealthy people simply wanted to use their wealth to improve their status. But the effect was not good. Everything these new rich people did looked more like a group of rude nouveau riche in the eyes of the old nobles.

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Lawrence, who has experienced the Internet era in another world, naturally knows how to get what these people need, so his current plan is to package this lighter as a status symbol and sell it to those rich people.


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