The benefits of industrialization are obvious, it can make goods cheap and reliable.

At least there won't be a situation where the first bottle is very tasty, and the second bottle will make you vomit all the overnight meal.

But it has also led to a problem, that is, traditional breweries continue to close, and the living space is constantly squeezed. Even if Franz has already left them profit margins in terms of price and so on.

In addition, in order to leave as much a way for those taverns to survive, Franz adopted a wholesaler model, which required wholesale purchases except for some royal properties.

Although this business model is relatively backward in modern times, it was definitely one of the most plausible in the nineteenth century.

Franz hopes that the good ones can be preserved and the not-so-good ones eliminated, and the industrialization of drinks is irreversible. Because with the advent of the industrial age, the population has increased, and the demand for beverages has also increased.

It is clear that the manual methods of the past are not enough to meet the growing needs of the people, which requires reform or increased investment.

Franz naturally could not have invested all his precious resources in winemaking, the empire expanded, the times developed, and too many places needed money and people.

Therefore, it is an inevitable choice to choose more cheap and efficient industrial production, and the earlier the industrialization, the easier it is to occupy the initiative in the market.

February 11, 1843.

Franz's father was assassinated by the owner of a brasserie.

As the carriage passed by the tavern, the innkeeper burst out of the way and shot the carriage with his pistol, but the bullet failed to penetrate the steel plate of the outer package.

The attacker was caught red-handed, and after 72 hours of interrogation, the prisoner died in prison. But as a result, no useful information was obtained, except that the prisoner held a grudge because the new beer sold by the royal family had affected his business.

Franz also allowed the brasserie to sell royal products, but the owner preferred to sell his own liquor.

The tavern's turnover declined, which led to him being depressed and deciding to assassinate royalty under the influence of alcohol.

Franz looked at the picture of the prisoner's body, and there was not a single piece of flesh on his body, and it seemed that he was telling the truth.

But it's a pity that Franz can't save him, because no one can go against the tide of the times. There can't be only one such person, it seems that it is difficult to be a good person or a bad person.

However, in order to prevent similar incidents from happening, it is still necessary to take precautions as early as possible.

Franz thought that the best way was to ban guns altogether, but such an edict could not be accomplished in the social environment of the time, or the resistance was too great.

However, a registration system can be considered, that is, a gun license is required to buy and possess firearms, and taxes need to be paid. At the same time, it has intensified the investigation of firearms in and out of the city, and increased the patrol police force.

However, it is not easy for these decrees to be passed by the Regency Council, and it is imperative to start with oneself first.

Franz has carried out a comprehensive modification of the carriage used by his family, all according to his own carriage, bulletproof glass + steel plate is a must.

This will undoubtedly increase the weight of the carriage, and the Grand Duke cannot make a six-horse carriage, so replace it with four horses and two mules. Anyway, the Franz family is not mentally normal, and it is not a matter of a day or two.

Then there was the reinforcement of the guard, which had only 22 guards with the two chief guards of Archduke Franz Karl. Franz decided to raise that number to 102, with the extra 80 in charge of Franz.

For this reason, Franz felt that it was necessary to set up a security company, which depended on the relationship between the Archduke Karl and his family, after all, their family had a very good relationship with the military community.

Moreover, Archduke Karl himself often recruited some capable veterans and veteran officers to work on his estates or guards.

Vienna, Abrecci Palace (today the Albertina Museum and its nearby streets).

This is the winter palace of Grand Duke Karl's house, and the whole palace exudes a warm and cheerful atmosphere.

Archduchess Carolina, dressed in a long white dress and riding a solid black horse, rampaged through the lawn of the palace. The servants turned a blind eye, and a trembling old butler walked up to Franz's car.

"Hello, Honorable Grand Duke Franz. The host has been waiting for a long time. ”

"Okay, please lead the way." Franz replied politely.

A procession of nearly two hundred men entered the manor in a mighty manner, and it was only then that Carolina realized that the guest was Franz, and she hurried over on horseback.

This naturally led to a commotion, with Franz's bodyguards raising their guns in front of Franz, and the guards of Grand Duke Karl's family raising their guns against the royal guards who might threaten their own young lady.

This is a bad old butler.

"Put it down, put the guns down! Miss, you get off your horse first! Archduke Franz is here, don't be too rude. ”

"Put your guns down!" Franz scolded.

Colonel Bordeaux wanted to refute, but Franz didn't want to give him the chance.

"Shut up! Put the guns down! ”

The royal guards put away their guns, and the family guards of Archduke Karl naturally put away their guns without entanglement.

Carolina also realized that there seemed to be something wrong with her behavior, and hurriedly got off her horse. Archduke Karl didn't like to associate with people, and the people who came to see their family were usually military men who didn't care about Carolina's faux pas.

"Cousin Franz!" She pounced and hugged Franz, but fortunately the latter was in good physical condition and had been exercising for a long time, otherwise he would have been knocked down by this pounce.

The housekeeper on the side reminded.

"It should be my nephew, Miss Carolina."

Carolina glared back at the old butler.

"I know, I don't have to worry about you."

The old butler was speechless for a while, but he still went to the front to lead the way.

The architectural styles throughout the palace are diverse, from Gothic to Baroque to Rococo.

Carolina was also chattering around Franz, and Adjani deliberately kept a long distance so as not to be accidentally injured.

"Franz, are you getting taller again?"

"Why aren't you laughing, are you pretending to be cool?"

"By the way, I can ride horses and swim."

Franz didn't know how to communicate with adolescent girls, after all, he couldn't pick up and beat his sister like he did.

"It's wonderful, auntie. Don't know what you like to read? ”

Carolina was speechless for a moment, she had no problem reading and writing. However, due to her growing up too freely and the special environment of her home, she has almost no communication with her peers, and it is naturally impossible for her to read or something.

"War Theory!" Carolina was anxious to remember a book her father had mentioned.

Franz smiled.

"Okay, I'll test you, what should be the speed of normal marching and forced marching?"

“.” Carolina was full of black lines, and said in her heart, "Why are all the men around me like this, are they all war maniacs?" ”

Under Franz's tutelage, Karolina had no choice but to turn around and run away.

(End of chapter)