industrial lord

Chapter 37 The Machine Can Deliver You
"When we heard the earnest call,

The world should unite,
In some places people are hanging by a thread,
It's time to reach out to life,

This is the best gift ever. "

As more and more disaster victims arrived at the camp, the personnel hired by Wessen also came here in a carriage and sang songs to strengthen the management and construction of the camp.

Frederick sat by the water pump on the embankment, complacently listening to the various songs he had managed to translate into Rhine.

Compared with words and dry preaching, songs are easier to remember and deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Frederick remembered reading a question on Mouhu in his last life, how to tell the difference between real and fake soldiers, and a highly praised answer asked him the three major disciplines and eight major precautions, and the one he sang directly at the first time must be true.

He still remembers a plot in "Underground Traffic Station". During the training of the fake Eight Route Army, the puppet army who had been captured also sang it when recalling the three major disciplines and eight major attentions.

Therefore, in terms of spiritual civilization construction, he put a lot of energy into music, plagiarized and adapted many songs, so that his music teacher went on strike because of his different ideas about music.

However, Frederick also faced a problem. The development of music was synchronized with the development of musical instruments. The current musical instruments could not achieve the effect he wanted, and he did not understand the history of musical instrument development, so he could only make do with it.

"Frederick..."

A pleasant but timid voice brought Frederick back from his thoughts, and when he turned his head to look, Maria stood beside her with her hands down holding her skirt.

"Maria, uh, what's wrong with you?" Frederick noticed something was wrong with the little girl.

Maria lowered her head and asked, "Am I a bad boy, I made you angry, and you won't play with me anymore?"

Frederick blinked, and it took him a while to understand what she meant.

At the beginning, I lived in the castle of Maria's family. After the camp was built, I moved to live in the camp to facilitate on-site work, even the maid Tarot and the coachmen who came with me were no exception.

When he lived in the castle, he still had time to play checkers with Maria, but as the camp was built and the victims began to arrive, there was no time for that.

"No." A bright smile appeared on Frederick's face, "I've been too busy recently, can I find you to play with after a while?"

Maria was obviously relieved, with a smile on her face.

Frederick saw Philip and an old man standing in the distance, followed by several masters, and said to the little girl, "There are a lot of bugs here, please go back to the castle quickly. I will go back to the castle for dinner tonight."

"Really?" Maria smiled brighter, "Don't lie!"

After Frederick made repeated promises, the little girl left and was brought back to the castle by the maid.

Then Frederick was blocked.

Philip looked at this guy as if he was looking at a piglet, trying to shoot his own cabbage.

The old man's gaze was like a sharp knife, as if he was about to stab someone into a colander.

Frederick made a cute expression, trying to pass the test with cuteness.

A burst of steam rose up, breaking the brief confrontation.

The old man looked at the water pump beside him, frowned and asked, "What is this?"

In front of them was an iron box the size of a washing machine. The top and bottom were respectively connected with pottery pipes leading to the river and the camp. At one end there was a handle like a bellows to pull it back and forth. This reciprocating pump works on the same principle as a bellows.

Pulling the handle on the side is a strange machine. There is a metal rod as thick as three fingers on the machine. There is a magic circuit connected to the metal rod. It is expanding and contracting rhythmically, driving an iron rod to pull the reciprocating pump.

There is a shelf next to the machine. On the shelf is a wooden bucket with oblique cuts. A stick goes through it. There is a small finger-thick water pipe on the top of the reciprocating pump to fill the wooden bucket with water. When the water is full to a certain level, it will Cool down by pouring water yourself onto the machine's ever-tending metal rods.

"His Excellency, Grand Duke of Mainz, this is the water pump." Frederick said in a lovely voice, "The water level in the river is much lower now, so we can only use it to pump water across the embankment."

The identity of the old man, Frederick, could be seen through the guards at a glance. He was Philip's lord Dahlberg von Mainz.

Dahlberg seemed a little interested in the machine, and after looking around, he asked Frederick, "Who made this?"

Frederick replied: "It was done by scholars at the University of Weissenburg."

The reciprocating pump is not a high-tech one. This one was modified from the bellows of the ironworks, and the seal was strengthened with slime glue.

The reciprocating machine was a technical verification machine made by Ogilvy's students after listening to Frederick's suggestion and dismantling a golem puppet they brought with them. The golem's limbs and The magic muscles in the waist were put together to make ten machines, five of which were horizontal, and five were vertical. Later, I found that the vertical is very convenient for blacksmithing, provided that the heat dissipation is solved.

Dahlberg nodded and said, "It looks pretty useful."

"Of course!" Frederick said immediately, "It has great power, equivalent to ten horses, and it can also replace the water wheel to push the mill in the mill."

"It can work non-stop all day long as long as the magic crystal has magic power, and it needs to be watered to cool down and occasionally replace worn parts."

"We have also done a comparative experiment, grinding a ton of wheat, and the price of magic crystals consumed is cheaper than horse feed."

"And it's not expensive, maybe 100 florins."

Dahlberg thought it sounded good at first, but shook his head when he heard the price.

"It's too expensive," he said. "You can buy fifty strong draft horses for that price."

Frederick shrugged and said, "There is no way to arrange 50 horses to work together here."

Dahlberg frowned and shook his head and continued, "It's too expensive."

Frederick said "oh", and stopped talking about the machine, but said, "I'm really sorry for the impact on the Principality of Mainz recently due to my reasons. Please forgive me."

The cost of this machine was less than 10 florins. Even if it was brand new, it would only cost a dozen florins. He set a high price mainly because he didn't want to give people the impression that the price of magic power machines was very low, otherwise how would the machines be sold in the future.

At present, the only potential customers of the magic power machine are the rich and wealthy landowners, and there are no competitors.

It is not like maltose. The rich have no shortage of honey, so they can only target the broad civilian market at a relatively low price.

So Frederick naturally sells as expensive as he can, and no one thinks too much money. In a sense, "climbing the technology tree" is synonymous with "spending money like water".

However, he is not in a hurry to sell. The heat dissipation problem has always restricted the use of this machine.

Dahlberg was actually moved. He is a rich man with a mine, and he also encountered the problem of pumping water, and this machine can be used in a mine with a small space.

100 florins are not too much for him. His unicorn horse can buy 10 units of this thing, and a set of armor can buy 5 units.

But his money didn't come from the wind, so he had to bargain if he could bargain, but he didn't expect Frederick not to accept it.

"100 florins is 100." Dahlberg said boldly, "I know you're short of money, so let's follow your asking price. I'll buy three."

The Wesson family was calculated by King William with the victims. Although the benefits outweigh the disadvantages in the long run, it did hurt Frederick in the short term.

Everyone in the luxury goods circle knows that the gold utensils in the Wesson family are almost sold out now, and it is rumored that they are going to sell silver utensils.

Dahlberg saw that Frederick handled the matter in an orderly manner, and he had some thoughts in his mind, and decided to take the opportunity to send charcoal in a timely manner.

However, Frederick was more forthright and said seriously: "I can give Dagong 5 sets, but I just want to ask you for a favor."

"This job is not a big deal. It is to take the lead in expanding the scope of the "Patent Law" from weaving patterns, cooking and winemaking techniques to other fields."

Dahlberg's gaze at Frederick became sharper in an instant.

(End of this chapter)