The servants brought the delicacies to the table one by one.

In addition to the usual oysters, clams, and sirloin steaks, Chen Jianqiu also saw the servant bring in a large plate of lobster.

At first, he was still wondering how to divide the big lobster with a knife and fork.

But then the servants who rushed in made him understand that he was overthinking.

One for each person.

"Fresh Boston lobster, shipped in the morning from the North Side port." Little Astor had already gotten his hands on it and began to disassemble the lobster pliers.

"Well, I heard my grandfather say that when he first came to the United States, well, no one ate this stuff at all, until after the railroad opened, everybody liked to go to Boston in the north, well, to escape the heat, so, well."

Little Astor said as he gobbled up a lobster.

There is no Sven like an upstart at all.

Chen Jianqiu glanced at Thomas and Westinghouse.

They also ate to their heart's content.

Chen Jianqiu was curious.

If he followed Westinghouse's current way of eating, how would he clean up his shiny beard later.

Behind him, the servant poured each of them a glass of red wine.

"Burgundy wines, taste." Little Astor didn't forget to greet Chen Jianqiu while he was feasting on himself.

If it was normal for each lobster to be one, then the whole duck that the servants put in front of each of them soon after made Chen Jianqiu completely lose his appetite.

"What is this?" He scooped up the soup from the bowl with a spoon.

The soup is verdant and green, and under the illumination of the light, it is very charming.

"Green turtle soup, sir." A servant behind him introduced.

After Chen Jianqiu ate a few bites casually, he put down the knife and fork in his hand.

The crabs on the table didn't move much, and they looked like props.

Just like the banquet in the hall he had come to before, the ultimate fate of these ingredients was to be dumped into the trash.

If only I could pack it.

Chen Jianqiu thought.

"Mr. Chen, I heard that you said the same thing in New Mexico?" Edison had already eaten almost enough, stopped the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his mouth with a tablecloth, "There is industry there like the east!" It's completely advanced and doesn't look like a western state,"

Chen Jianqiu had a little headache.

This must be another time when little Astor is bragging for himself outside.

I chose New Mexico because of the treasure and Roswell's discovery of oil.

The main thing is that it belongs to the frontier regions and has not even officially joined the federation.

The mountain is high and the Yellow Emperor is far away.

As long as they don't clash head-on with the federal garrison, no one can do anything to the Chinese there.

Only when it is consolidated there can the Chinese continue to enter Wyoming, California, Kansas

But little Astor is always so bragging, it is inevitable that he will make a big splash and cause unnecessary trouble.

"No, it's still a quasi-state, and there aren't many people." Chen Jianqiu replied.

"But I heard you popularized kerosene lamps there?" Edison seemed to know everything.

"Well, in order to better sell our kerosene." Chen Jianqiu nodded.

"Have you ever thought about using our electric lights in some big cities, like Santa Fe?" Edison said with a smile.

Chen Jianqiu also laughed.

"Mr. Edison, I'm afraid you haven't been to New Mexico, where people are so poor that even kerosene lamps are a luxury, and most of the place is dark at night. You can't even afford a kerosene lamp, let alone an electric light? ”

"There's got to be some rich people like you, oh, by the way, are you familiar with the West Coast?" Edison thought about it, and then began to play the idea of San Francisco.

Chen Jianqiu was just about to answer, but Westinghouse, who had just finished eating over there, finally couldn't help but speak:

"Mr. Edison, it's not that I don't look at you, but relying on your current direct current generator, the transmission distance is at most one kilometer, and no matter how far it is, it will be lost due to excessive resistance."

He brushed his beard with the napkin.

The beard is brighter, and it is also combined into a piece, which is quite styling.

Chen Jianqiu was a little skeptical that he was deliberately taking care of his beard with meal oil.

"You can't build a power station every other kilometer." He said.

Edison did not speak, nor did he rush to fight back.

However, Chen Jianqiu clearly noticed a trace of anger flashing across his face.

This anger quickly sank to the bottom of the lake like a pebble.

"So, you have a better way?"

After adjusting his mood, Edison smiled and looked at Westinghouse, who was also an inventor opposite.

"Of course I have." Westinghouse, who was almost the same age as Edison, narrowed his eyes.

"You don't think you got the alternator from the Germans, do you?" The smile on Edison's face gradually took on a mocking tone, "Even Werner von Siemens himself said that it was just a toy, and he couldn't solve the maintenance and safety problems caused by the commutator!" ”

"Besides, all of New York now uses my electricity and lights." He pointed to the bright light bulb on his head.

"You better sell Mr. Chen more of your airlock, I think that one is more suitable for you."

Edison pointed at Chen Jianqiu, and the mockery became even stronger.

Westinghouse is a fiery personality.

Edison is now indeed an authority in the electrical world, and he himself is speechless to refute.

If the lobster and duck just now didn't know if they had filled Mr. House's belly, then he was going to be full of anger now.

"Mr. Astor, I have something to do, so let's go first." He stood up, said hello to little Aster, who was still in the green turtle soup, and left the mansion.

"It's really overwhelming." Edison muttered something in a low voice, but Chen Jianqiu listened to it.

"Mr. Edison, you are a great inventor who brings light to the night."

Chen Jianqiu gave Edison a thumbs up.

The smile on Edison's face grew brighter.

I don't know if it's because of the wine or what, but he's red now.

"Mr. Chen, why don't I take it to see my power plant after I'm done eating?"

As a businessman who knows how to package himself, what he is best at is to show his results for others.

Under the leadership of Edison, Chen Jianqiu and little Astor came to the power plant not far away.

"There are dozens of tributary electric generator sets, powered by steam."

At the door of the power plant, Edison pointed inside, and then to the ground.

"Direct current is transmitted through underground cables to homes and street lamps in Manhattan, lighting up the night there." He proudly introduced.

Chen Jianqiu nodded again and again.

But that's not what was on his mind.

Although he had already returned most of his physics in middle school to his teacher, he could still tell that what Westinghouse said should be true.

Building a power plant per kilometer is simply too extravagant.

The three walked into the power plant.

However, when they approached the place where the generator set was, they found that there were already people there.

When the man saw Edison and them coming, he immediately stood up and walked under the lamp in the direction of Chen Jianqiu and them.

With the help of the light, Chen Jianqiu saw the appearance of this person clearly:

He had a very thin face, deep eye sockets, a firm nose, a black mustache, and a distinctly Slavic appearance.

"Mr. Edison, the thirty-two sets of DC motors have been improved according to your requirements." "Based on what I've checked, everything is working fine and the performance has improved a lot. ”

Edison pointed to the man and introduced Chen Jianqiu and Little Aster:

"This one, an extremely gifted young man in our lab, some say he's a genius, well, I'll admit it."

"He's from Serbia and his name is Nikola Tesla."

The young man smiled shyly.

He hesitated for a while, but walked up to Edison, who was about to leave with Chen Jianqiu and them, and asked cautiously:

"So, Mr. Edison, what about the fifty thousand dollars you promised me if I succeeded?"

Edison was stunned and stood still.

He did say that, but he had forgotten it all before Tesla mentioned it.

Edison looked at the Serbian engineer for a long time and suddenly burst out laughing.

Tesla was overwhelmed by the laughter.

After the laughter stopped, Edison walked up to Tesla and shook his head:

"Mr. Tesla, you don't understand American humor, it's just that I was joking before."

Tesla froze where he was.

(End of chapter)