"Loom...... I didn't expect it to be applied to this aspect......" Hearing Chris say this, Desel nodded with a look of sudden realization.

After a few seconds of silence, Desel suddenly raised his head and stared at Chris: "I decide, invest in these machines of yours." ”

"Investment? That's kind of interesting. Chris is waiting for this opportunity, what he lacks now is the original capital, so he can only choose this small expansion model: "How much do you plan to invest?" ”

"One and a half million gold coins." Without even thinking about it, Desel said a price that he thought was more reasonable.

Chris nodded, then suddenly realized something, and looked at Desser: "How much do you say?" ”

Deans and Treed, who were standing on the sidelines, were also startled by the numbers they heard. If you add up the projects operated in Seris City, the total value may not exceed 1.5 million gold coins.

But the other party was like mentioning a dinner, and said the number so easily, without even hesitating.

"Are you going to buy the equipment? With all this money? Chris suddenly became interested in the Dessel in front of him, and asked with a smile.

"No, Lord Chris, although these devices are very delicate, they are ...... They are not yet worth 1,500,000 gold coins. Desel shook his head and said very formally.

He looked at Chris and said his plan: "I want to follow up on all your achievements, and the Dragontate family wants to monopolize the sales rights of these machines." ”

"Hahahaha." Chris laughed out loud when he heard Desser. He laughed unbridledly, as if he had heard something super funny.

From Desser's point of view, this investor is clearly bold. He is willing to pay 1.5 million gold coins to monopolize Chris's equipment that is still on the drawings, which can be described as a great adventurous spirit.

But from Chris's point of view, the crystallization of scientific civilization in his mind is far from being monopolized by 1.5 million gold coins.

The unequal intelligence resources of the two sides have turned the originally atmospheric venture capital into a childish speculation.

"Mr. Desel, would you like to hear me tell you a story?" Chris was patient and asked Dessel.

Unexpectedly, after hearing the 1.5 million gold coins, the other party was unwilling to immediately make a decision on the cooperation, and Desel frowned slightly.

Money opens the way, and the Dragontete family is invincible, but this time the same trick did not play the expected role, which made Deser a little uncomfortable.

It was an uneasiness that was beyond his grasp, but curiosity kept him silent, watching Chris wait for him to finish.

Chris then began to tell his story: once upon a time a merchant was discussing with his father about the merchant's profits, and he asked his father, "How many times is it profitable to plow the land?" The father said, "About ten times." Then the merchant asked, "How many times the profit is from selling pearls and jade?" The father said, "There may be a hundredfold profit." Finally, the merchant asked, "How many times can I make a profit by investing in the monarch of a country?" The father said, "It's too much to calculate." ”

Speaking of this, Chris looked at Desel with a smile and asked, "You only plan to take out 1.5 million gold coins, and you want to buy an empire in the future...... Isn't that a little too stingy? ”

"......Huh" exhaled, and Desel nodded in agreement with Chris: "If you can really build an empire, my price just now is indeed low." ”

After saying that, he looked at Chris again and continued to ask, "But the question is, what can you come up with to build an empire?" And how much good do you plan to give me after you build your empire? ”

"I'll take you to see something in a moment...... I promise you'll believe everything I say after reading it. Chris tapped his fingers on the woodworking machinery beside him, and said confidently, "As for the benefits I can give you......"

He paused, his eyes sharpened: "The Dragonteite family will become the richest family in the world, there is no one; And there is only one voice in this family, and that is your voice! ”

"Hiss......" took a deep breath, and Desel narrowed his eyes, although some things are the lifelong dreams of many members of the Dragontate family, but to say it so bluntly, the momentum is not the same.

"I have to see things before I can make a decision." After a long wait, Desel finally broke the silence between the two: "Lead the way." ”

If he had a choice, Chris didn't want to show the killer feature he had just made to someone he didn't know very well.

But the opportunity in front of him is no longer lost, and he wants to seize Dessel, a capital predator, and accelerate himself to complete his original accumulation process.

With financial and logistical support, Chris can grow quickly in Seris City. Then start your own expansion plan to grow your strength as much as possible.

There is no way to do this: if there is no way to make money, but there is no corresponding strength, you can only live under the oppression of the Arant.

Taxes will only increase, and the slightest dissatisfaction will be strangled by an enemy tenfold and hundredfold. Chris came back in time, but he didn't want to put his life in other people's hands all the time. He wants to seize his destiny and let the world have its own voice!

Walking out of the carpentry workshop with Desel, Chris took Desel into his carriage, and for the sake of secrecy, Dean drove himself, and Desel and Chris didn't even bring their own guards.

The three of them made their way to the edge of the forest, where they saw a makeshift barracks. It's a rudimentary place, but it's heavily defended.

"What is this?" Led by Wagron, Chris took Desel to see a strange thing, which Desel had never seen before, so he asked curiously.

He stroked the swarthy "iron pipe" lying between the two wheels with his hand, and the coldness that reached his fingers made Desel feel inexplicable fear.

"With this, the heavy walls will become fragile quicksand, and there will be no more impenetrable fortresses in the world." Chris smiled and explained to Desel the most powerful weapon of war he had ever produced - artillery!

It is a European-style infantry field gun from around 1880, the gun carriage is made of metal, the overall weight is 1.2 tons, and the caliber is also an alternative figure of 90 mm.

But even if this thing is still very primitive, it is not easy for Chris to be able to make it: he has to find all kinds of steel for smelting experiments, and he has to organize people to find raw materials for black powder, and he has only really completed the manufacture of this cannon a few days ago.

Moreover, this kind of artillery and the shells it uses are basically made by hand, and the manufacturing efficiency is very low.

Despite being a front-loading version of the cannon, and even though it has a range of only about 6 kilometers, it's still the world's first artillery, a new weapon that could change the modus operandi of warfare.

"IMHO, even if you build a ballista out of metal, it won't be much more powerful than a wooden ballista." Using his knowledge of weapons to guess the power of the weapon in front of him, Desel pouted.

His family did not sell weapons, in fact, several of the oldest merchant families had their own arms business - they knew about war and even sold it, and made huge profits from it.

"Hahahaha." Hearing Desser's evaluation, before Chris could speak, Waglon on the side couldn't hold back his laughter.

Two days ago, when he was experimenting with this new weapon, he also said this to his city lord Chris. But when this weapon really roared, he became Chris's diehard loyalist.

In addition, Wag solemnly revised the oath of the cavalry troops, ordering everyone to swear allegiance with their lives like the city lord Iran Hill Chris.

"Please forgive him for being rude." Chris said to a somewhat embarrassed Desser, "We'll be working on this new weapon soon, you can see it before you give your opinion." ”

It didn't take long for Desel to wait, and a dozen soldiers stepped forward and began to reload the two cannons in front of Desser.

They had already trained, so they were very skilled in preparing according to the drill book written by Chris, and they were soon ready for launch.

Just as Desel was under his curious gaze, one of the guns fired a shell at a target 1,000 meters away.

"Boom!" The earth-shattering noise caused Desel to fall to the ground at once, and he watched as the black iron pipe spewed out a puff of white smoke, and in just a moment, the mound that had been used as a target was torn apart by a tremendous force, and the earth splattered everywhere.

"This ...... It's magic! The gods are above...... It's magic! Regardless of his embarrassed appearance, Desel looked at the mound in the distance that had not yet completely fallen silent, and shouted loudly.

For the first time, technological civilization has made its voice heard in this world, and the voice it has emitted is deafening and loud enough to change history.

"It's not magic." Chris smiled and stretched out his palm to Desser, who was sitting on the ground, and pulled the other party up: "It's a weapon!" Developed by the Iran Hill family, a weapon of war! ”

"......" looked at the firing cannon, Desel couldn't believe it, he held the last bit of luck, pointed to the few remaining mounds in the distance, and asked, "Can I ...... Specify a goal? ”

"Of course!" Chris took the torch from one of the soldiers and handed it to Desser: "You can also fire yourself!" ”

Desel took the torch, selected a target, and after the soldiers adjusted the angle of the gun, he stood next to the gun.

He waited for a moment, took a deep breath, and then resolutely pressed the torch to the firerope.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the second shell flew into the distance and slammed into the mound designated by Desser, cutting it to the ground......