In the midst of everyone's confusion and Irina's stuffy digestion of new information, the appetizer and aperitif came up. At the prompting of Limmour, Duchamp raised a glass to wish everyone good health. After a while, Dietrie asked in a low voice, "What is a combine harvester?" ”

"It is the use of large harvesting machinery driven by the guiding force, especially suitable for the use of farmland in the Great Plains, in the harvest season, the grain can be automatically harvested, threshed and even dried, a machine can harvest at least 100 square meters of wheat a day, only one person driving, can do the equivalent of 100 ordinary harvesters."

"So efficient?" Dietrie and Irina exclaimed together.

"This is just the beginning of the product, and if it is well designed, it can be more efficient. By harvesting by machine, wheat losses can also be significantly reduced, increasing total yields by up to 5%. ”

After Duchamp finished speaking, he couldn't help but thank a certain CTV in his heart, and there was really a lot of knowledge popularized in this area.

Irina was surprised and asked, "Why haven't I heard of a similar product before?" ”

Duchamp rolled his eyes and said sarcastically: "If you hadn't taken all the experts to study artillery, armored vehicles and airships, this thing would have been on the market thirty years ago."

"Now that it is on the market, it is still the first in the mainland, how about joint development with Lineford Society?" Irina was not ashamed in the slightest.

"There is a problem with this project, it costs a lot of money to build things, and it is estimated that one unit costs a million meters, and ordinary farmers can't afford it." Duchamp explained.

"That's too!" Irina pondered, "What do you have in mind?" ”

Duchamp tilted his head to look at Dietrie: "Aren't I lobbying those who can afford it?" ”

Irina's heart suddenly blossomed.

Dietrie still didn't understand what was going on.

Duchamp hurriedly diverted the topic: "Limmour, it's time for the main course, what should I do?" ”

Learmour pushed his steak a little further as a demonstration: "The steak must be eaten from left to right, cutting only one mouthful at a time, and the emphasis is on the strength of the knife to hold down the meat." Spoon the sauce and place it on the inside of the plate, not on top of the meat. ”

Duchamp shrugged, it's all trivial.

"Keep your shoulders naturally drooping while eating." Liermu kindly reminded.

Duchamp hurriedly maintained his posture.

Liermu read it, felt very satisfied, and continued to teach: "You can also eat the vegetarian dishes that are decorated on the dinner plate, but if it is difficult to swallow and will cause difficulty in eating, you can either cut it or give it up." ”

Irina ate a piece of meat with little interest, and continued to ask, "What about the other businesses?" Textile City, that sounds like a lot of business. ”

Duchamp asked Serta for help with his eyes, and Serta smiled and said to Irina: "Dear Irina, can you take a minute to put down your business a little, my grandmother is in the garden, and in a moment I will go to greet her, do you want to go with you?" ”

Irina suddenly turned her attention back and asked happily, "The old lady is in the garden?" This is a great opportunity to meet you. ”

Serta deliberately said something about the Marquis's Mansion and changed the subject.

When it was time for the main course, a variety of dishes came up, and Duchamp showed twelve points of energy to deal with the dishes that kept changing on the plate, while observing what kind of utensils and eating posture Learmey used.

A piece of demonic beast fish meat was served, and Duchamp happily sliced towards the fat fin.

"You can't eat these bits and pieces." Learmour reminded him that Duchamp had to give up regrettably.

"The soup is made by mistake, this is it, and that is used to hold spices."

"Use the cutlery from the outside in, and if it's dirty, don't use it on the next dish."

"It's almost over, toast the guests again, remember it dry."

Finally over, Duchamp finished the last glass of wine, let out a sigh, suddenly felt that his demeanor was affected, and hurriedly glanced at Lemmour, fortunately he didn't notice.

When the meal was over, the empathetic Serta dragged Irina to her grandmother, and Duchamp sent Celta away with a grateful look.

Duchamp was sweating profusely at this meal, and he relaxed a lot when he saw Irina gone. When he went out, he quietly asked Lealmu: "I can be regarded as passing the test like this." ”

Lear Mu glanced at it, and said in a long tone: "At this standard, eat it twice again, even if you pass the test." ”

Duchamp wanted to cry without tears.

Mark squeezed up.

"That blonde lady just now is really the heir of the Ryanford Society?"

Duchamp nodded heavily: "If it's fake, every time I see her, I feel a lot of coercion, and I have a splitting headache." ”

A group of people nodded together, and they all felt this extraordinary coercion.

"You said I should start a magazine?" Marx asked.

"Ugh!" Duchamp suddenly stammered, and he stammered to organize the logic of the language, "How to put it, I think you have a lot of potential in this area, at least what you make is much better than the Imperial Daily." But one of the problems in the empire at the moment is that the censorship system is strict, so it is definitely not okay to be a news magazine, but if it is a magazine that is a little bit of gossip, or a magazine that tends to be commercial, it should be okay. ”

"Well, I think you can consider it." Mark thought about it solemnly.

"So you thought I should start a record label?" Learmu leaned in and asked.

"Well, in fact, in addition to playing the piano well, it is also a good choice for you to go into politics, knowing how to advance and retreat, knowing how to understand the world, and being able to get along with anyone is a necessary quality of a politician."

"So am I really going to go into the textile industry?" Isaac leaned over and asked.

Duchamp had no choice but to honestly recruit: "This is just an idea, just an idea, and there are many blank areas in the whole society at present. As long as each region struggles, it is possible to achieve great achievements, and as for what kind of development is suitable for everyone, it can be considered according to its own actual situation. ”

"But I think the airship industry is very exciting, and it seems to be a good fit for me."

"It's also a good idea to open a training ground at home."

"What is healthcare?"

The more they talked, the more energetic they became. Duchamp shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can go back and discuss with your family to see if it's better to go to the army or do something else." ”

"Look, isn't that your business? Green leaf appliances. "A classmate suddenly saw an advertisement on the street.

Duchamp nodded and said, "The opportunity is rare, so it's better to go to the Green Leaf Civil Guidance Office to visit." ”

"Okay." The boys readily agreed.

Walking in front of the office, Duchamp suddenly said embarrassedly: "Well, today is Sunday, and there is no one in the office." ”

A group of boys angrily projected a look of contempt, the visit attempted, and everyone looked curiously through the window, a very ordinary place.

(I have a cold, and my neck is like a fire stuffed in my neck, and I feel uncomfortable)