Chapter 57, Threats
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King Emanlul II and his party left the barracks at about three o'clock in the afternoon, and judging from the promise to give Bob a gun, His Majesty should have been very satisfied, but Major Neville was still very apprehensive.
Fortunately, the next day someone sent a commendation signed by King Ayman Ruhr II, and Major Neville received the commendation. Along with the commendation order, the "better rifle" that the king had promised Bob was the one he had promised.
Before the rifle the king had promised arrived, Bob had guessed that it was probably an accurate-fire version of 1857. Because in his opinion, where in the world is there a better rifle than the precision-firing version of the 1857? Bob had also used the precision firing version of the 1857, but although the gun belonged to him, it was owned by the company, and the custodians locked it tightly except for the maintenance and the actual involvement. Because a good gun worth $15oo is not enough for many Americans to buy one in a year's salary.
Expecting to get a precision version of 1857, Bob was so happy that he could barely keep his mouth shut, and the other colleagues expressed envy and jealousy to him one by one.
"Bob, why have you never offended me, but I just want to beat you up?"
"Bob, you shitty bastard! After the holidays, you should go to Genoa to find a place to treat us. ā
"Yes, the best wine and seafood."
"No problem, no problem." Bob said yes.
However, when the gun arrived, Bob would realize that he had underestimated the generosity of His Majesty.
Just looking at the case containing the gun, Bob knew that it was not an ordinary rifle.
The average MacDonald 1857 rifle did not have a wooden case, only a long bag made of raincloth to hold the gun in. Next to the long bag was a small pouch containing a muzzle shield ā a rubber sleeve that could be put over the muzzle to prevent water from entering ā something Blackwater security called a condom because it was basically the same as a condom. The precision-firing version of the 1857 rifle had a long wooden case containing a rifle and a scope. However, as far as the box itself is concerned, although the workmanship is fine, there is no special decoration.
But the current case was different, it was not a wooden box, but a leather case made of a gorgeous leather that Bob didn't recognize. The handle and lock of the case are gold-plated, which looks high-end and high-end.
"Wow, it's a case made of crocodile skin! Open it up and take a look! "As soon as the attendant who had brought the gun had left, a large number of American hillbillies who had never seen the world were gathered around.
Bob held his breath, carefully opened the box a crack, and glanced inside, and inside was indeed a precision shooting version of 1857. With just one glance at its lines, Bob would recognize it. It was only after the case was fully opened and the bright light from outside came in that everyone realized that this precision shooting version of 1857 was completely different from the normal precision shooting version of 1857.
"Oh my God! It's so luxurious! ā
"Oh my God, is this barrel gold-plated?"
"What's the white stuff on the butt? Are the flowers set in the butts of the handguards made of gold? ā
"How much is this thing worth?"
"Fifteen hundred!" A voice replied.
"Cut!" Everyone didn't even look back, and began to fight to express their disdain for the stupid person who said 1,500.
"Silly, huh? Even the ordinary precision shooting version of 1857 costs fifteen hundred dollars, and this one is still fifteen hundred, do you talk with a head? ā
"It's just, who is so stupid, I really feel sorry for your mother."
While everyone expressed their disdain for the stupid who said fifteen hundred, they looked back to see which one it was, and then, they were all stunned: the stupid impostor who said fifteen hundred was Scrooge's brother Carol.
Carol was not annoyed by being scolded for being stupid, but continued unhurriedly to explain: "Fifteen hundred pounds, and at pure cost, this gun was originally made by the company specifically for His Majesty King Emanruhr II, and this is the only one. Bob, you're so lucky that I'm jealous. ā
"The cost of fifteen hundred pounds? That is to say, if you really take it to auction, the price will be higher? Oh my! Bob, you've got a fortune! One of the guys yelled loudly.
"No, I can't stand it anymore, brothers, let's do it together and beat this kid hard!"
"Good!" There was a chorus of approval. Someone has even reached out and rubbed Bob's head.
"Don't! Other! I give up! I am willing to provide reparations for defeat! Bob yelled.
After a bargain, Bob signed a series of unequal treaties that humiliated the country, paid a few months' wages and bonuses for the defeat, and promised the powers a series of unreasonable demands, such as going to the most exclusive restaurants, inviting everyone to a place dedicated to men, and even going to the opera house to listen to the opera. If nothing else, can you American hillbillies understand opera?
Although it took a lot of money, Bob still made a lot of money overall. But compared to the company, the ones he earned were really nothing. The decision-makers of the Kingdom of Sardinia were very appreciative of the performance of this American gun, and the Rothschilds provided financial help, so two days later, Carroll received a formal order from the royal government for 10,000 MacDonald 1857 rifles. This business will bring at least $250,000 in profits to McDonald Infantry Weapons! On the other hand, Blackwater Security also received a contract to provide dressing training services for 10,000 soldiers of the Kingdom of Sardinia, which also brought Blackwater about $50,000 in revenue. A flood of money began to flow into Scrooge's wallet.
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"It's easy to do things when you have money!" In the United States, Scrooge said to himself as he looked at his newly purchased production equipment.
This time, Scrooge bought not only equipment for making firearms, but also a large number of chemical equipment. Because in his real room, there was a gadget that could be used to make a lot of money, and Scrooge decided that it should be able to be industrialized. In Scrooge's mind, this kind of thing is more important than Blackwater, or even more important than McDonald's Infantry Weapons Company, and in a sense, the storage of the first two companies is more so that Scrooge can effectively protect this thing after taking it out.
Such a thing is sulfonamides! Sulfonamides are a general term for a class of drugs, and it is the first powerful weapon that has been revealed in the history of human beings fighting disease-causing bacteria. Before sulfonamides were used in treatment, humans were almost helpless in the face of bacterial infections, especially pneumonia, sepsis, and epidemic encephalitis. And the trauma of war will almost inevitably cause sepsis! If sulfonamides could be introduced in the event of war, how many people could be saved! What's more important is how much money you can make! How much prestige can be farmed! With such a good reputation as a Buddha of all families, even if you do something bad in the future, you will be ignored by everyone.
In the history of Scrooge's previous life, the drug was only created for medical use in 1937, the year of the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War. But in fact, the history of human production of sulfonamides is much older than that. As early as 19o8, sulfamethamide was manufactured, but it was not used for medical purposes, but as an orange dye.
The way the medical scientists of the time used sulfonamides was basically the same as that of the alchemists of the Middle Ages. Since Ulrich found that some dyes can kill bacteria in a real yĆ n that dyed bacteria, and then after 6o6 times of careful screening, he finally appeared a drug that can effectively kill syphilis - diamine dioxyarsenic benzene (because it was successful after the 6o6th real yĆ n, this drug was named 6o6), and thus won the Nobel Prize in Medicine in 19o8, countless medical scientists or chemists began to be fascinated by the use of various dyes to kill bacteria. And as a result, another German - Gerhard? After trying more than a thousand kinds of chemical dyes, Domark finally found that a dye called Bailang Duoxi has a very good killing effect on many kinds of bacteria after entering the human body. Strangely enough, however, this thing does not kill any bacteria in the test tube. After careful comparison and comparison, he finally determined that the real bactericidal effect is p-sulfaminamide produced after the decomposition of Bailang Duoxin in the human body. And this thing, as a dye, was produced in 19o8.
In fact, in Gerhard? While Mr. Domac was doing the more than 1,000 realizations, other medical scientists and chemists were doing the same. It's just that they are inferior to Gerhard? Domac is sensitive, or simply not as lucky as him, so he has not been able to realize the medicinal value of sulfonamides. Scientific research, especially chemistry, often requires luck.
But Scrooge was different from them, they didn't have really effective theoretical guidance at that time, they were completely groping in the dark, just like Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, taking the compounds they could find one by one, and relying on hard work and the favor of the goddess of luck to develop new drugs. (One of my teachers was a high-temperature guide, and according to him, they were not much like alchemists.) Scrooge, on the other hand, is much easier to sift through the so-called real yĆ n when he already knows what works.
In fact, Scrooge should really blush, because although there are so many favorable conditions, Scrooge still made the most primitive p-sulfam. Because of the large side effects on the kidneys and stomach, this thing is easy to lead to various stones, and the damage caused by allergies is great, and in the mid-to-late twentieth century, it has been replaced by various compound sulfonamides. But Scrooge still made this thing now.
Scrooge knew its flaws, and he knew the direction of how to mitigate its side effects. But in this age when there are no antibiotics, is it necessary to care about these? Keep in mind that any improvement in this area will require more investment and will only increase costs. Compared to reducing costs and thus making more money, there are a little side effects, which may bring a little harm to the patient, what is this?