Chris has a complete technology tree in the world, and what he has stored in his mind is the crystallization of all the wisdom of a civilization.

This means that as long as he has the right metal, he can skip the bamboo and cotton wires and use tungsten wire directly to produce light bulbs. It's a matter of experience, Edison needed to experiment 1,000 times, Chris only needed once.

The main reasons that prevented him from immediately starting to produce electric light bulbs were that tungsten ore was not easy to find, and at the same time, there was not enough electricity to immediately use electric light bulbs on a large scale. The problem remains, and it is the capacity constraints that are holding Chris back, not the technical imperviousness.

Once the time of countless failed experiments is saved, and the development time of raw materials is saved, then the scientific progress of mankind is actually very rapid. Many people only see the long development of civilization, but they do not see the rapid accumulation of civilization to a certain extent.

The invention of the train was in 1804, the practical introduction of the railway around 1840, and the appearance of the automobile almost doubled, and in 1886.

The planes that followed were even faster: the airplane was invented in 1903, and it took only 40 years to reach the jet stage......

And how long did it take for humans to get the magnetomotor to start generating electricity? Chris can sketch out the principle and structure of the entire magnetic motor in just one night, without taking the slightest detour.

In the same way, Chris knows how to cook delicious French meals, how to cook home-cooked food in Hangzhou, and even knows the most mysterious ways of cooking some of the dishes that have been lost.

It's just that he can't present it on his own, after all, unlike scientific experiments, cooking requires a certain amount of skill and talent.

Even so, when Chris handed over the recipe to his chef, he could clearly feel that his food standards were clearly improving. What's even more interesting is that several chefs have worshipped Chris to the point where they prefer not to receive a salary and ask to work in Chris's castle.

According to these chefs, it is in this castle that they can touch the essence of food. It was a devotional pilgrimage, similar to the feeling of a fanatic seeing a temple.

"For the first time, I knew that Merck fish was so delicious! It turns out that we only have one way to eat it boiled. While happily fiddling with the grilled fish on the plate with his fork, the well-informed Gurlo couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Being able to eat such delicious fish is an absolute treat for someone his age. The current Gurlo, or everyone in this castle, can be said to be very rich, and the happiness they are pursuing now is not much, so every time it is especially cherished.

"For the first time, I felt that eating that I had to do when I wasted time was a kind of spice and enjoyment." Smith, who focused on the study of industrial production, was also full of wine and food at this time, touching his round belly and sighing.

Desel looks like he has nothing to love, because what he has eaten lately has been getting worse and worse, and now he has eaten such a delicious fish, which is simply a subversion of his twenty years of life.

Can you think of such a scenario? People who originally thought they had eaten all the world's delicacies found that they had eaten swill; And when I thought I was going to eat back the garbage, I saw the pinnacle of this world's cuisine......

"I think your Majesty should prepare such gatherings often, it is conducive to the unity of your subordinates......" Dean put down his knife and fork in a dignified manner, looking righteous and awe-inspiring. But the sauce sticking to the corners of his mouth betrayed him, making the Home Secretary look very funny at this moment.

Chris nodded, thinking it was a good idea. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and said, "As long as I am in the castle from now on, I will gather you to have a meal together." ”

"Hooray!" Smith was the first to cheer, and the rest of the group was smiling. But at this point, Dean let out a wicked laugh.

Looking at the crowd staring at him, he shrugged his shoulders embarrassedly and explained to himself, "That...... I'm reminded of the hapless Sterrid......"

"Hahahaha!" Hearing his words, everyone laughed. Stereed, the foreign secretary, was destined to miss out on a lot of food because he was on a mission to other countries, and now it seems to be very unlucky.

"For Ran Hill!" In the midst of laughter, Chris raised his glass and cheered loudly. Everyone followed him and raised their glasses, and echoed in a loud voice: "For Ran Hill!" ”

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A group of cavalrymen in black armor, holding aloft the royal banner of Ellan Hill, escorted a long convoy of carriages, and walked slowly across the plain.

Above their heads, black eagle banners fluttered in the wind, and the armor on their bodies rubbed against the pace of their horses. Each knight straightens his waist, because they represent a great country that has not been defeated since its birth.

On the hill in the distance, a group of steppe cavalry gathered little by little, one of them and three horses, looking mighty.

"Phew!" After approaching the Alley Hill convoy, one of the steppe generals led by him grabbed his reins, sat on his horse with a leopard head ringed his eyes, and looked at the well-armed Alley Hill knights: "I hope what you have sent is something of great value." ”

On the other side, the knight of Elanhill, who was at the head, grinned, pulled his reins, turned his horse's head, came to a carriage, drew his saber with a "bang", and stabbed it at the sack behind the carriage.

"Wow!" White powder began to pour out of the breach, scattering on the grass like a silver waterfall, flowing like a spring, and it was a pleasant sight to look at.

The generals on the steppe saw the white powder scattered, and their eyes widened. He didn't even have time to give the order before he caught the horse's belly between his legs and rushed to the carriage.

Immediately afterwards, he turned over and dismounted, and because of the excitement he even staggered a little to the carriage, he caught the falling silver powder with his hand, put it to his mouth and tasted it: "Ah! It's salt! ”

Because of his distress, he even wanted to reach out to plug the hole that the long sword had stabbed, but found that the entire carriage was covered with identical sacks. Shocked, he turned his head and looked at the cavalry captain of Iran Hill: "These, all salt?" ”

The smile on the face of the cavalry captain of Iran Hill became even brighter, and he stretched out his finger to the long convoy behind him, and said affirmatively: "20 carriages!" It's filled with table salt. There were also 20 horse-drawn carriages, loaded with iron and porcelain. ”

"Salt!" As if thinking of something, the steppe general turned around, raised his right hand at the cavalry he had brought with him, and shouted loudly.

"Oh!" The fierce steppe cavalry immediately let out a tsunami-like shout, wave after wave. Many people rolled over and dismounted, gathered around the carriage, and looked at the sacks of salt that were rarely seen before.

"Oh my God! It's iron! It's iron! On the other side, several steppe people who had lifted the curtain of the carriage cried out in horror, and they saw that the glittering iron pots were stacked together to save space, and built into a huge iron pillar.

In some carriages, neat snow-white porcelain were stacked, and the crystal clear rice bowls made a not-so-wealthy steppe man's jaw drop. They caressed the porcelain bowl as warm as a woman's skin, and they didn't even want to let go.

After venting to his heart's content for a while, the steppe general finally remembered something, he took the reins and walked to the cavalry captain of Iran Hill, put his right hand on his chest and asked: "We know, these are expensive goods, I don't know how much Iran Hill needs us to pay this time?" ”

"Porcelain is cheap, 40 copper coins per bowl...... The iron pot is more expensive, after all, we are also short of iron, and the price is 25 silver coins......" The knight captain of Iran Hill did not speak, and a merchant beside him played a new calculation tool called the abacus, and calculated his income this time.

In fact, he still made a lot of money, because the purchase price of these things in Iran Hill was only about half of what he was quoting now.

"As for table salt...... The price is also very fair, 50 gold coins a car...... I've left all the carriages to you. The merchant was jubilant as he made calculations: he had come this time and had a great harvest, with a gross income of more than 1,300 gold coins.

Just the transaction amount of such a caravan is a year's tax tribute money from Seris Castle before, and it is conceivable how terrifying the income of Iran Hill, which is now desperately industrialized.

Originally, when they heard the figure of 50 gold coins, the generals of the grassland were ready to be slaughtered by profiteers. But when he heard that the unit was a "car", the expression on his face became wonderful.

He looked up at the knight captain of Iran Hill, and raised his hand to hand the reins of his war horse to the other party: "You are the most decent merchants I have ever met!" This war horse is the most miraculous horse on the grassland, and I will give it to you! As a testimony to the friendship between you and me! Welcome to the grasslands, we won't be drunk tonight! ”

"Kill the sheep! Welcome to the guests! When he had said this, he shouted to his people, and the steppe people, who were on horseback or had dismounted, also let out a cheer that they had never seen before: "Oh! Kill the sheep! Kill the sheep! ”

"I've heard that it's dangerous to trade with the steppes?" The merchant looked at the knight captain beside him, puzzled.

"It used to be here...... A bag of salt costs 7 gold coins. The captain of the knight replied without raising his head, taking the reins of the other horse in his saddle.

The merchant was stunned for a moment, and then he realized in despair how much gold he had just lost......