The Dark King

Chapter 206: The beginning of the revolution

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Time flies, and three days pass in a blink of an eye.

In the past few days, Ryan Castle has returned to its previous calm, and everything is going on in an orderly manner. Three days ago, Miss Jenny from the Bloom family came over and alarmed the whole of Ryan Castle, but she was finally taken back by her housekeeper. The matter was even known by other consortiums, and it was published by the news agency, trying to figure out whether the Mellon Consortium and the Xinshi Consortium would cooperate.

On the training ground, Du Dian learned how to shoot spiral arrows. However, the starting point of the idea is good, but it is extremely difficult to practice in practice, especially when shooting with ordinary arrows after practicing with spiral arrows, the accuracy rate will be greatly improved. Although the descent can be adjusted quickly, it also means that it is impossible to switch between the two arrows freely on the battlefield.

This is unacceptable to Du Dian. He knows that if he is given time and through a lot of practice, he can switch between the two arrows freely and fully master them. However, judging from the current situation, at most half a year can raise Going to the gold coin to rent the passage outside the wall, and wanting to master a skill in such a short period of time is completely nonsense.

"Is the spiral arrow a wrong idea?" Du Dian gradually had such doubts, but when he thought of the firearms, he confirmed his thoughts, "The bullets rotate when they are fired, which comes from the spiral rifling in the pistol. Doing so should There is a reason, if the bullet does not rotate, it will be subjected to air resistance friction and will continue to decelerate, and the bullet is petite, and it may even turn somersaults after being shot, so the trajectory is stabilized by rotation!"

"The rotation is correct, but mine is always unable to control the direction of the wind and shoots out of control." Du Dian held the arrow and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he saw the spiral pattern on the arrow. There is a slight difference in the place, and I can't help but startled, "Is the spiral pattern not neat?"

He took a look at the other arrows he made, and found that there were more or less such disproportions on them. Some of the spiral patterns were slightly deeper, and some were slightly wider. He suddenly came to his senses, " This spiral arrow is not made by machine, but by artificial casting, and it is inevitable that there will be slight deviations, unless the spiral arrow is forged with the same proportion, but in this case, a top blacksmith is needed."

It is hard to find any profession to reach the top level, and ordinary professions like blacksmiths are no exception.

"It seems that there is no way to practice spiral arrows for a while." Du Dian sighed and could only give up. He had no intention of practicing for a while and returned to the castle.

When he just returned, Flynn found him and called him to his study.

"The Mellon consortium has finally made a move." After closing the door, Flynn looked at Du Dian and said solemnly.

Du Dian moved his sore arms, and when he heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "What's the matter?"

"I received news from several customers today that our order has been cancelled." Fulin said with deep eyes, "They should have found out about our new textile machine, although they can't imitate it for a while, but It will definitely stop us from making money with this new loom and disrupt our economy."

Du Dian nodded slowly, and said: "Since these orders are in breach of contract, the deposit is ours."

Fulin showed a smile on his face and said: "Yeah, I heard that you took a lot of orders, which has greatly exceeded our textile production. Now they have taken action to stop it. Although we will lose some money, we can earn these deposits for nothing. It's also a free business, but they should soon send someone to find out how to make a new type of textile machine. If they can also manufacture it, we will be giving our golden eggs to other chicken coops .”

The corner of Du Dian's mouth curled up, and he said: "You don't have to worry about this matter. The new textile machine cannot be controlled by any consortium independently. Just like a match, it will spread to the three districts sooner or later. Now that there is no way to hide it , let’s be generous and sell this thing, just like selling matches, to other consortiums to earn ready money.”

Fulin nodded and said, "I'm also thinking about it, and I want to discuss it with you."

Du Dian said: "However, if you want to sell this time, the share must not be lower than 30%, of course, unless they are willing to pay 100,000 gold coins in one go."

Knowing that this new type of textile machine is the last card in his hand to get rich, Fulin said solemnly: "I will discuss it carefully. One hundred thousand gold coins is the lowest. With the potential of your new type of textile machine, if you replace it with the same amount The old-fashioned textile machines, the speed of making money will reach an appalling level, and they are definitely willing to give it."

Du Dian shook his head slightly, and said: "The potential of the textile machine is unlimited, but the market is limited. If the output of textiles is too large, the price will depreciate, and there is a limit to the demand inside the wall. If the demand is met, it is even better. The textile machines are equivalent to scrap iron, so don’t ask too much, as long as it doesn’t fall below this bottom line.”

Fulin was startled for a moment, came to his senses, and said, "If you don't tell me, I've ignored this." He couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

"Let's do it." Du Dian said.

Mellon Consortium Headquarters, the highest meeting room.

In the conference hall with soft light, on the edge of a huge oval table, there are more than 20 figures sitting in a circle, some are young, some are gray-haired, some are leaning on the back of the chair rebelliously, some are leaning on the back of the pole. Sitting upright and meticulously humble.

Soon, two figures entered the meeting room, one was a middle-aged man and the other was an old man. The family crests embroidered on their clothes were the Mel family and the Bron family.

"Everyone." Srudi looked around at the people present, and said: "Mr. George and I called everyone over today. The consortium is going to launch a newly invented product. This is a new type of textile machine that can be used with great efficiency. Increase textile production, and when the product is launched, I hope that everyone will do their best to promote it in their own industries. We need to seize all markets as soon as possible!"

Hearing his words, everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay. One of the old men with a hunched back said hoarsely: "A new type of textile machine? As far as I know, there have been no new improvements to the textile machine for many years. May I ask Mr. Srudi, this new type of textile machine? How much can the machine increase the textile output, one-third? Or one-fold?"

Srudi glanced at him, smiled faintly, and said, "A zero should be added after this, or even ten zeros."

Everyone was taken aback.

The old Mr. George next to him said with a smile: "This new textile machine can increase the textile output by one hundred times, or even two hundred times, or even higher. In theory, there is no upper limit!"