"Am I changed? Not really. ”

Tom scratched the back of his head "innocently", and his messy blonde hair was even more messy.

"Hey."

John sighed softly, and John, who likes children, did not dwell on this question anymore, but turned his head and asked a more critical question:

"I found out along the way that only Europe and Yankeos would use what was made in the Smith factory area, and if you consider the shipping costs, can our things really compete with their local products in those places?"

"Relax, even if they are all chemical fertilizers, the nitrogen content of the second generation of Jinkela fertilizer is dozens of times higher than that of the first generation of Jinkela fertilizer."

John skipped the question of special jobs, and directly raised his own concerns, John is different from Johnny and Loki and other stunned young people, John has his own thinking, otherwise he would not have taught himself English when he was in Bavaria.

It's not the first time Tom has traveled to the middle of the nineteenth century, and since the last time, he has learned a lot about the technology of his time, and the technology used in New York is something that is not so advanced.

At that time, Tom and his brother-in-law's family cooperated in several chemical plants, at most, using the technology of the seventies and eighties of the nineteenth century, which was less than twenty years ahead of the times.

If Tom had been in New York, he would have used 21st-century chemical technology, and he would have been a billionaire by now.

It's just that Tom can't make it out of New York either.

"Aren't you afraid that those Yankees will send people to steal and crack our technology? I watched Smith factory district come and go, and there was no guard. ”

"You don't have to worry about that, let's look at this first."

Tom did not answer John's technical concerns directly, these professional knowledge, explained in vain, not to mention John's knowledge reserves, it is impossible for the world's chemical knowledge to understand Tom's chemical theory during this time period.

Tom pulled out a document from the mountain of documents in front of him and handed it to John, Tom wanted to try this best, most powerful, and most obedient tool in his previous life, whether it was still so convenient and effective in this life.

John opened the file and looked at it, frowned slightly, nodded, returned the Chinese copy to Tom, turned around and walked out.

"My factory's technology has been cracked? That will only be cracked the day I want to be cracked by outsiders. ”

Tom thought of John's youthful appearance, and couldn't help but recall how useful and reliable this man had been in his previous life, so he relieved himself and continued to work on the papers in his hand.

As for the problem of the cracked products in the Smith Factory Zone?

Don't be funny, in 1866, when no one even discovered the stereochemistry in organic chemistry and the dynamic equilibrium of chemical equations was not clarified, it was indeed a bit of a fool's dream for today's chemists to crack the "chemical products" that combined with more than 100 years of knowledge from later generations.

What's more, Tom's chemical plant is strictly "pseudo-modular production".

Unlike the Yankey Factory, Tom did not have a complete production chain in order to prevent the chemical technology from being hacked.

If a product is A, a six-step chemical reaction is required to get the finished product.

Tom then divides each step into six different chemical plants, each of which produces only one step and transports the intermediate product to the next plant, and these six factories are not just producing the intermediate product of a commodity.

Tom now has hundreds of chemical plants and thousands of chemical products, each of which produces one or two of several chemical products.

Each factory just accepts the raw materials, then processes the raw materials, and hands over their products to the next factory, and no one knows what their factory produces and what role they have in the process of commodity production.

Even if some factories produce some goods, the final chemical reaction of the goods is completed. These employees also don't know how the raw materials used in their own processing process are produced.

If you want to know the production process of any one of Hero's products, you have to get all the processes that take place in all of Tom's chemical plants, which is much more difficult than just infiltrating one or two chemical plants.

Even if it infiltrates all of Tom Hero's chemical plants, the chemical synthesis process of each commodity must be in a specific order, which makes it more difficult to crack.

No one except Tom himself knows the production process of these chemical compounds, and Tom's notes are written in English mixed with Chinese, German, French, and modern Martian and modern chemistry terminology, pinyin, and the difficulty of cracking these notes is for Americans today what World War II Japan wants to crack the enhanced version of the wind whisperer.

je am an 羙guo亾.

(je French I, am an English is one, 羙guo亾Mars Pinyin American)

If he could decipher the notes written by this method of writing, Tom would only be willing to bow down.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, Tom, who had been busy in the mountains of documents for two and a half hours, finally finished his job - signing most of the documents.

Tom touched his head, scratched his hair, and when he opened his palm, he found that in just two or three hours, he had lost a single blonde hair.

"In the future, you can't work more than two hours at a time, and you can't work more than three hours a day, otherwise you will keep losing your hair."

Tom put down the supple blonde hair in his hand in pain, looked at several plans and government approvals on the table, and silently prayed for John, who was about to complete the task of life and death, that he could successfully complete the task.

"John, I hope you can still be as reliable in this life as you were in the last life."

Eventually, Tom's vision shifted from the pair of papers, and with a twist of the leather chair, Tom looked out the window at the endless fields, the fields near Texas-Houston, where there were no longer any blacks working, all of them "red necks".

Among the messy pile of documents, the most conspicuous are the documents that Tom has just finished approving and finally put down - the Texas Tobacco Monopoly Act, the Texas Drug Control Act, the Texas Addiction Crackdown Act, and so on.

"Brother, we're here."

Johnny and Loki entered Tom's office, and Tom didn't respond to the two brothers immediately, but took a few more puffs of the glass fake cigarette in his hand, enjoying the "realism" brought by the hard breathing of his lungs.

"Take it."

"John's side, don't get involved until the critical time, and..."

"Watch out for the damn kids."

Tom pulled out a few papers, handed them to Loki and Johnny, and after a few words of advice, he continued to admire the beautiful industrial fields without the black slave wasting his life on the field.

"The Smith factory has been in operation for several months, and those who have not yet entered the factory to work are all jobless vagrants and criminals, and the lightest is also an unfilial rebel."