Gold.

Liszt didn't have much of this stuff, and his current liquidity was only about a hundred gold coins. The territory did rely on the business of the flower caravanserais, making a lot of money, and the taxes were increasing day by day. But the expenditure of the territory is also growing day by day.

Liszt's own eating and drinking expenses alone could not be beaten without dozens of gold coins a month.

Those strange delicacies are worthless, and the cost of materials and labor is very cheap. The value is Warcraft meat, and he has become a meat eater who can't do without Warcraft meat - if it weren't for the fact that the territory could produce its own potions, his personal consumption would be even more terrifying.

Territory construction is more expensive.

If Heima Island is developed on a large scale, it will be a huge black hole, and it will be difficult to see profits for at least one or two years; the development of Flower Town has basically entered into a regular form, but there is definitely not a small amount of effort in it.

It seems that after nearly nine months of lively development, Liszt has put in at least a thousand gold coins back and forth.

If you don't have a smoke mission, you can't imagine how many things you can do.

So.

This time there was a gap of five hundred gold coins, and Liszt still had to use the reward of the smoke mission. After thinking about it, I was going to go to the Count tomorrow and exchange Mithril for a batch of gold coins.

......

The next day.

The sun didn't get up in time, so it was a little gloomy.

The Count had already gotten up and was in his study, and he had been busy these days, and needed to sort out the distribution of the spoils.

"Liszt, get up early. The Count motioned to Liszt to find a chair to sit on, "Levi didn't pull you and talk about the war all night?"

"In fact, my brother's eloquence still needs to be cultivated, and it is still far from the level of non-stop talking day and night. ”

"Well, he really doesn't have the talent of a diplomat. What do you want to drink, red wine, or coffee?" chatting with my son, if I don't drink something, I always feel that the atmosphere will be stiff.

Between father and son, it will never reach the level of friendship between mother and daughter.

"Do you have milk, I don't want to drink or drink coffee early in the morning. "Liszt can't do without milk, and the milk of his own dragon cows has no choice but to drink ordinary milk.

When the servant brought the freshly brewed milk, Liszt could clearly feel that the milk quality of the Tulip Fort cows was far inferior to that of the cows in Flower Town.

The cows on the dairy farm, even if they haven't become dragon cows, have definitely undergone mutations.

"I've been bathing with flower soap for the past two days, it's really very useful, and this industry should bring you a lot of benefits. The Earl said.

"Two or three gold coins a day is similar to the seafood business at the beginning, but now the seafood business is about to stop, and the income is not as good as before. Due to the limited production of flower soap, I was temporarily unable to expand to the outer islands, resulting in my funds being in a very tight state. ”

"The development of Flower Town has taken many people by surprise, including me, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. ”

Pressure.

There is no pressure.

Liszt felt that he really didn't have any pressure in his daily life, eating and drinking, practicing martial arts and writing, riding horses, walking dogs, teasing elves, and then patrolling the territory. Once in a while, let the serfs do it, or follow up on the smoke mission.

In addition to Meizizi, it is still Meizizi.

Of course, this kind of depraved and corrupt life still has to be low-key, so he said in a joking tone: "There is still pressure, and if I want to fulfill my desire to ride a dragon before the age of thirty, I need to work hard all the time." ”

"Uh. ”

The Count was not used to the joke for a moment: "Don't be too ambitious. ”

Liszt nodded: "Actually, I want to become a Sky Knight as soon as possible, and I am very fascinated to hear my brother talk about the battle between you and Count Figo." ”

This idea is much more down-to-earth, and the earl easily accepts it: "I hope that all four of you brothers and sisters can aim for the Sky Knight, and every generation of the Tulip Family is pursuing progress." The knight's enterprising spirit never stops, and he strives to turn pressure into motivation. ”

"I understand, now that I'm an adult, everything I used to know is now clear. Liszt said, suddenly remembering something, "By the way, my father, in addition to bringing a batch of flower town specialties and delicacies to Tulip Castle, I have also prepared a gift for you and my brother. ”

"Oh, what gift?"

"Telescopes. ”

Liszt took out a pair of well-made telescopes from his coat pocket, handed them to the Count, and instructed the Count on how to use them: "This is a stretchable monocular, you put this tiny eyepiece in front of your eyes, yes, that's it, and aim the large objective out the window." ”

When the Count did so, he was startled at the first glance: "Oh my God, the sea of tulips seems to have come to my eyes!"

"You can pull the objective tube of the telescope out, yes, you can pull it out longer. ”

"It's getting closer, do they move, is this magic?" the Count was excited with the telescope, looking at things in the distance, "I saw Silva, who was holding a cigarette in his hand, trying to find a place to smoke - handmade paper cigarettes, made of fire grass, not fire folds. ”

With the binoculars in hand, the Count did something of voyeurism, and Silva, the assistant butler outside the castle, did not know that his small act of smoking was watched by the Earl.

The Earl, who was excited, couldn't stop for a while.

Liszt was very pleased with the effect of the telescope, but the incident of Silva's smoking made him suddenly think - should he invent matches?

The ignition tools in this world are the "fire grass" that can rub life, and the "fire fold" that the fire grass is configured as a raw material, which is far less convenient than matches.

Lighters are more advanced and more convenient.

But Liszt did not think that he could invent a lighter, it was too technical.

As for matches, there is no technical content, and the only difficulty is that the match head uses phosphorus as the ignition. If he remembered correctly, he used red phosphorus from phosphorus, which was to apply red phosphorus and the substance that can make red phosphorus rub to make a fire, and apply it to the match head and matchbox respectively.

Rubbing when in use and separating when not in use is called a safety match.

"Phosphorus...... I still know a lot about phosphorus. Liszt thought silently.

First, there is a fertilizer called phosphate fertilizer that is indispensable for farming in rural areas; secondly, it is said that the discovery of phosphorus originated from alchemy, and a guy who dreamed of alchemy accidentally refined phosphorus from his urine; thirdly, as I learned in middle school geography textbooks, there is a country called Nauru, where guano accumulates and produces phosphate rock.

Finally, the legendary ghost fire, which is said to be the phosphorus in human bones, is formed by burning in the air.

"So, if you want to get phosphorus, you have to deal with feces and urine?" Liszt was very helpless, he didn't want to be a TFBOYS, "It's better to find guano, find an island with a lot of seabirds, maybe there will be phosphate mines...... Even if you can't get phosphorus, it can be used as fertilizer, phosphate fertilizer. ”

After he carefully recalled the memories of phosphorus twice, the earl put down the telescope and exclaimed, "Liszt, where did you get this telescope?"