Yang Feng went to Rotterdam in the Netherlands with Alice, and then went up the Rhine River, his Nautilus had a very shallow draft on the empty load, and on this major artery of European inland waterway shipping, he could sail all the way to the destination of this trip, Darmstadt, the capital of the Grand Duchy of Hesse.

"Brother Renquan, do you think it's still useful for you to read those things? How do you make steel or how do you open a mine? Yang Feng stood beside him and said somewhat ill-willedly.

"The ancients said that it is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, this is not a deception, only to understand when I come out this time, it is useless to be a scholar!" Zhang Quan said with emotion.

"Aren't you still able to play with your lips and your pen?" Yang Feng thought to himself, but it should be said that he can have this kind of transformation, after all, you can't expect a person who is about to be admitted to the Jinshi to become a geming person all of a sudden.

In Darmstadt, Yang Feng was greeted by his fan, the newly enthroned Grand Duke of Hesse, the old glass Ernst. Ludwig's warm welcome, because he found that being a wet man is indeed very promising, Yang Feng has plagiarized a lot of good poems during this time, not only Gibran, but now he has extended his claws to Tagore, poor Tagore is only in his thirties now, and the poems he wrote in his fifties have been placed in major bookstores in Europe, which has also won Yang Feng a fanatical pursuit in the European literary circles, coupled with the hype of tomorrow's newspaper, now this product is like a big writer.

In Darmstadt, he discussed his creative process with the old glass, and then studied literature and art with him with great difficulty, and when he saw that his original form was almost revealed, he suddenly found that Zhang Quan could paint, so he quickly pushed him out as a substitute for the dead ghost, and then asked the accompanying sister in color clothes to be his translator.

As he had hoped, the dreamlike and ethereal Chinese ink paintings captivated the old glass, and he was almost reluctant to let Zhang Quan leave, until Yang Feng agreed to find him a painting teacher from China, and then reluctantly put them on the train to Berlin.

"I really didn't expect that this prince would be so discouraged, his country could be so prosperous and rich, and he could actually hand over his country to others to manage without any scruples." The Hessian system of government made Zhang Quan, who had been educated by a centralized system all his life, feel incredible, and he was amazed until he got on the train.

Hesse is also a constitutional monarchy, Ludwig basically does not care about government affairs, all domestic affairs are in charge of the chancellor, as a state of the German Empire, there is no right to deal with foreign affairs, he is naturally very comfortable as a monarch.

Yang Feng didn't bother to explain his doubts, the political system in Europe is very complicated, and it is not at all understandable to people who have been educated by traditional ideas like him, not to mention other messy names such as empires and kingdoms, grand duchies, principalities, pro-kingdoms, and free cities can make him collapse.

Besides, Yang Feng didn't have time to care about anything else at this time, this trip was holding back a big conspiracy, what else could Wilhelm II do if he invited him? It must be to enhance the relationship and pave the way for German companies to cooperate with him! As for giving something good to the Germans, there is nothing to study, is there anything else besides the petrochemical industry? Imagine that Germany has the largest petrochemical industry in the world, but Britain firmly controls the world's crude oil supply, and the Germans' hard-earned money can only flow helplessly to Britain.

Beating, beating, relatives can't do it, why do we Germans send all the hard-earned money to your pockets? Is it just because you have more places to grab early?

And then help them build up armaments, if the Germans built the world's first dreadnought, then what would the British think? Although they have now tried out the diesel engine on the monarchy, the design of the old monarchy is obviously outdated compared to the dreadnought, and when the time comes, all the battleships being built on the British slipway will be scrapped, so what is the point of anger of the British?

The British Empire could not tolerate a little sand in their eyes, and they took great care of their hegemonic position, and when they found that the Germans were capable of threatening them at sea, Britain would not hesitate to choose war.

As for how to design this dreadnought, this is not difficult, you can enlarge the German-class pocket battleship, change the original three turrets to four, the lower three upper two backpack arrangement, the caliber of the gun from the original 279 to 305, the displacement is enlarged to about 20,000 tons, the power system still uses eight diesel engines provided by itself, and the total power of 56,000 horsepower, which is far more than the dreadnought, not to mention the twenty-one sections, even the twenty-three sections are probably easy, If he had an advantage in the dreadnoughts, Wilhelm II would definitely have the power to educate his grandmother and uncle.

However, doing so may offend the British, and you must be careful, of course, it is not a big deal, just find a secret channel to give it to William.

The journey ended in this conspiracy, and the train soon arrived in Berlin, and as soon as Yang Feng and his car appeared, his jaw dropped in shock, and even Moltke, the attendant who had come to welcome him on behalf of the Kaiser, was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

"Dear Pasha, what is this?" He stared dumbfounded at the six-wheeled convertible car parked in front of him.

"This is the future, General Moltke, would you be interested in experiencing the future?" Boss Yang, who had sunglasses on his face, looked up at the future chief of the German General Staff with the steering wheel in his hand and said lightly, Alice sitting next to him had a noble smile on her face, and the two looked like a pair of third-rate stars attending a ball.

Little Moltke has nothing to hesitate about, Yang Feng's car is too visually impactful, both men and women see it for the first time, it is inevitable that they will be a little shaken, Zhang Quan, who was sitting in the back seat, kindly opened the door for him, little Moltke nodded slightly in agreement, and then sat down carefully, as soon as he closed the door, he heard the strange car under the seat let out a violent roar, and then his back hit the backrest.

This power monster galloped through the streets of Berlin, and in the exhaustion of the cavalry guarding behind, it stopped at Fort Charlotte, the palace of the Second Empire Yang Feng is no stranger, in fact, he has lived in it, in the time and space of the Republic of China, this thing has a nouveau riche vice, no matter which country he goes to, he likes to live in other people's palaces, live in the Red Fort in India, live in the Champs-Elysées in France, and the mustache in Germany naturally will not mind letting him live in Fort Charlotte for a few days.

The sedan he named the silver ghost stopped with a beautiful tail flick, and then under the leadership of the weak little Moltke, Yang Feng met his main partner in the living room of Wilhelm II.

The meeting between the number one conspirator and the number one-stirring stick in this world has nothing to speak of, but is full of hypocritical flattery and politeness, a sarcastic praise of the great emperor and his great empire, a sparing effort to describe the contributions of famous scientists, medical scientists, and great writers to the world, and his benevolence in saving lives, to be honest, the latter word is used on himself, even Yang Feng's thick skin is inevitably a little shy.

Then, at the sincere invitation of Wilhelm II, the boss of Yang lived directly in Fort Charlotte, and he lived in this palace for two whole months, during which he was almost overwhelmed by various daily invitations, from the generals of the German navy and army, the monarchs of various states, to major entrepreneurs, and even some admired writers and poets.

Of course, many of these invitations were given to him, especially the contract for the sale of high-power diesel engines signed with the German Volkeng shipyard, and four units were sold at once, and the Volkeng shipyard was ready to use them to build two protective cruisers, of course, mainly for the next step to switch to diesel power.

In addition, he cooperated with MAN to set up a joint venture in Germany to produce diesel engines and transmissions, and with BASF, to build an oil refinery to produce gasoline and diesel using the cracking technology used in his refinery in Sweden, and by the way to produce propylene gas and then synthesize isopropanol, a widely used industrial solvent that has been produced in Sweden as the first product of the petrochemical industry.

Of course, this is just the beginning, Yang Feng's ultimate goal is plastic, he wants to support Japan to become the world's largest plastic industrial base in the Republic of China, and Germany to become the world's largest plastic base, but this is obviously not a small difficulty, any technology across ten or eight years is not a big problem, but to cross half a century, this is a little scary, technology is easy to do anyway, there are everything from polyethylene to polypropylene, and even nylon, synthetic rubber, However, it is difficult to say whether this can be achieved under the current conditions.

There is also the sale of his steam gas torpedoes to the German Navy, at this point the Germans are more atmospheric, a one-time purchase of a hundred, you must know that this thing is 10,000 pounds a piece, but the Germans also asked Yang Feng to authorize German companies to produce, of course, there is no problem, hand it over to the SchwartzKopf shipyard, the manufacturer of black-headed torpedoes, the price is the same as the patent license to Wright, 500,000 pounds, or the equivalent of gold marks, The Germans have no opinion on this price, and in fact, after seeing the test firing of the steam gas torpedo, no one will have an opinion on this price.