industrial lord

Chapter 62 Thinking of something

After the morning class ended, everyone walked back to the house in the manor. Frederick asked Tarot: "I heard that you two invested in a new industry together?"

"Yes." Taro replied, "We discussed with Professor BASF, and he helped us design a factory that uses slime glue to make buttons."

Frederick was a little surprised, and said, "Buttons, don't worry about selling them."

Now Frederick has no extra money, but Tarot and his family of high-ranking officials in Wessen and the original knight family still have a lot of money. Guiding them to invest in new industries is a win-win situation.

The economic base determines the superstructure, and through emerging industries, new vested interests can form new groups, which is conducive to Frederick's rule over the territory.

At present, the slime glue industry has received the most investment. BASF has decided to only keep the production of raw materials, and sell other products to others.

Frederick heard that the investors had already divided up their territories for rubber shoes, rain gear, tableware, toys, tires, daily necessities, etc., but he did not expect Tarot and the other girls to start the button business by themselves.

In contrast, no one is willing to invest in heavy industry, because there is too much investment, the profit cycle is too long, and the market size does not seem to be that big. It is incomparable with the slime glue industry, which has less investment, quick profits, and a blank market.

Along the way, Tarot talked about their business plans with great interest. Now the buttons are mainly made of wood, metal and bone, which is very troublesome to process, especially the complicated patterns, but it is different with slime glue , It comes out as soon as it is pressed in the mold.

There are as many people in this world who wear clothes as there are people who want to buy buttons. Cheap buttons are at least easy to sell in places with waterways.

Ready to go back to the house, Tarot took a step first to prepare hot water for Frederick to wipe his body.

Frederick turned his head and asked Psyche, "Aren't you going to do some business and make some money?"

Psyche shook his head and said, "No, I have enough money."

Frederick asked her curiously, "How many gold coins do you have?"

Psyche counted on his fingers, then held out four fingers.

"4?!" Frederick almost jumped up in surprise.

Psyche shook his head and said, "How is that possible."

"Oh..." Frederick pushed open the gate of the house fence, "4 thousand."

"Are you kidding me?" Psyche shook his head, shaking a few flakes of snow from his brown bangs.

"Only 40 pieces." She said while shaking the snowflakes on the fur hat. "Buried in several places, I only dug them out when needed. I only carried some small change with me."

Frederick said "uh" several times before saying, "It's much less than I estimated. I thought you would have a lot of money."

"Why do you need so much money?" Psyche glanced at him, "It's old and troublesome, just enough."

Frederick curled his lips and said, "I thought you had a golden castle somewhere."

"Forget it," said Psyche, "if the castle was so easy to live in, you wouldn't have to come here to spend the winter now."

"I'm on the move, so I won't stay in one place for a long time."

Frederick asked her suspiciously, "Are you traveling or looking for something?"

Psyche was silent for a moment, then replied, "A slime."

Frederick had already walked to the door, turned around and asked in surprise, "What kind of slime? The one with a height of eight feet and a waist circumference of eight feet?"

Tarot was already waiting here, and after opening the door, he helped him take off his snow-stained coat and sweater, shook them off before taking them back and hanging them on the coat rack by the door.

Psyche didn't answer, but just took off his fur coat, shook it clean and hung it on the coat rack together with his hat.

Frederick didn't ask any more questions, and followed Tarot to the bathroom, where the hot water in the bathtub was ready.

After strenuous exercise in the cold weather, it would be very comfortable to take a bath after sweating. Frederick was a little sleepy lying in the bathtub.

Taro prepares lunch in the adjoining kitchen, where Katie is also, and she makes a stew of cabbage, onions, celery, carrots, peppers and pig parts sweetened by snow, such as rinds, knuckles, ribs, pork Stew, very suitable for eating in winter.

Everyone was chatting in the kitchen, and they were talking about whether to carry another bucket of hot water to the bathroom next door, when there was a shout from over there!
"I figured it out!"

Frederick suddenly jumped out of the bathtub, naked, ran to the bathroom door and opened it, and was about to rush to the study.

It's just that the cold wind blowing outside the door made him fall back into the warm bathtub immediately.

At lunch time, Katie asked Frederick curiously: "What did you think of just now?"

Frederick buried his head in his lunch and just replied vaguely, "It's nothing."

After he finished a plate of stew, Katie scooped up another plate for him and said, "Then eat more, and you can think more when your brain is strong."

Frederick nodded and ate another bowl.

After he finished the second bowl, Psyche filled the third bowl for him with a funny face, and asked, "What did you think of? Could it be that you discovered buoyancy?"

Frederick shook his head, took the bowl and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the power of the fire element has decreased. I thought of a measurement method."

"However, there are still many problems, and various tools need to be done from scratch."

Psyche nodded and said, "Then go ahead."

Frederick ate very full this noon, lying on the sofa in the study, sorting out his guesses just now and optimizing the experiments he was about to do.

At the same time, he also found that he had overlooked many problems, and there were many useful things that had not yet been produced in this world, and several new products would come out after they were completed.

After recalling the structure of certain things for a while, he came to the desk and prepared to draw a picture.

The ink was frozen this morning. Just now Tarot helped him light the small charcoal stove on the desk. There was hot water on the stove, and the ink bottle was put in the hot water to thaw.

Frederick soon encountered new problems. Some things that don’t exist seem to be easy to make, but to really make them need to develop tools from the craft, which is another big project.

Time passed without knowing it, and the winter night came very early, and before it was time to eat, the words on the paper could no longer be read clearly.

At this time, the magic lamp on the desk was on, and Katie turned on the light for him, and put a cup of warm milk on the table.

"Drink something to warm up your stomach first." She said, "Tonight, I will eat the fish my father caught. I can eat it later. You need to pad your stomach first."

Frederick picked up the cup and said cutely, "Thank you sister."

Katie reached out and poked him on the head, complaining: "You didn't drink water all afternoon just now, be careful of stones growing in your body."

Frederick shrank his neck and promised on the spot to drink water on time.

(End of this chapter)