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What was the symbol of the industrial age? The first thing that came to Roland's mind was the rolling steam train running on the rails.
The cast iron cylinders covered in oil stains, the thick crankshaft and huge iron wheels, the rhythmic noises and vibrations, and the steam-whistle that cut through the air. For him, his first understanding of the beauty of machinery began from the steam train. Compared to the later mechanical systems that hid the structure under the outer shell, used high-precision processing to reduce vibration, and emphasized sound insulation and absorption measures, it undoubtedly more intuitively showed the power and beauty of industry.
He also wanted to cover his territory with rails, so that the train could drag people and goods to and fro all over the Western Territory. But although the ideal was good, the reality was not satisfactory. Not to mention building a steam train, just laying the rails required a lot of steel, which far exceeded the iron ingot production capacity of the North Slope Furnace Group.
Therefore, he settled for the next best thing. Using a human-powered bicycle became Roland's best choice. The more flat roads were built in the territory, the greater the profit of the bicycle. Moreover, compared to the complex structure of the steam train, it almost didn't need to be maintained, occasionally oiling the chain was enough.
If he planned to mass-produce the bicycle, he naturally couldn't let Anna make it by hand, so he first had to build a factory and train a group of professional workers for the production and vehicle assembly. Considering that the earliest the Kingdom Avenue could be completed was next spring, the initial scale of the factory didn't need to be too big. After Anna manufactured the necessary machine tools for the assembly line, the workers would slowly familiarize themselves with the process, so that they could produce ten bicycles a month. Among them, the most technical content was the chain, which needed to be stamped by a machine, and then manually inserted into the pins to form the shape.
However, rubber parts such as tires and brakes still needed to be made by Soroya's ability. This part of the workload wasn't big, as long as the base mold was prepared, the magic pen could quickly draw a lot of them. The same was true for bearings. Since he couldn't make a reliable rolling bearing, he could take a small piece of steel casing and use it as a sliding bearing. After the inner ring was covered with a smooth mirror coating, the effect was not much worse than the former.
When the bicycle was first introduced, only the aristocracy could afford this expensive means of transportation. In order to popularize it among the masses, in addition to wantonly advertising, Roland also intended to implement an installment payment system to reduce the purchase pressure as much as possible. Of course, only those who had obtained an ID card could apply for this form of payment from the City hall.
The three of them spent the whole afternoon in the garden. Catranis, worthy of the title of Chief Knight, was the first to master the riding technique. Iron Axe followed closely behind and was the second to successfully ride a lap around the garden. Barov was the only one who didn't succeed after more than ten attempts. He was either on the verge of falling or unable to move forward in a straight line. In the end, Roland had to ask Soroya to draw a still scene of him standing next to the bicycle with his hands on the handlebars.
"That's it?" the witch asked after completing the four huge posters.
"I'll need to add a few lines of advertising," Roland thought for a moment. "It should be: A new era mount. It will be like this if I have it, and it will be like this if you have it. Below it was written: "The bicycle factory is looking for workers. The salary is good, the benefits are good, and there is a chance to get a new bicycle for free." Those who have passed the elementary education level can register at the City hall. "
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After dealing with the bicycle posters, the Prince returned to his office. Taking advantage of the fact that there was still some time before dinner, he had one of his guards call for Kyle.
Now that he had finally made a breakthrough in the development of mercury fulminate, the development of a new generation of weapons could also be put on the agenda. There was no doubt that in the era of firearms, the caliber represented justice, and the rate of fire represented freedom; the greater the power, the more glory, and the more turrets, the more equality … However, there was an awkward problem. If this continued, the two acids produced in the laboratory would soon not be able to keep up with the consumption.
For example, if he wanted to increase the rate of fire, he would have to abandon the black gunpowder, which had a lot of residue, and change it to a smokeless propellant powder, which was collodion, or a mixture of collodion and nitroglycerin. The same was true for high-power explosives. It didn't matter if he couldn't produce trinitrotoluene (TNT), he could use nitrostarch instead. Apart from its poor stability, its power was also a bit higher.
No matter which of the above, they all required a large amount of high concentration of fuming nitric acid, and purifying nitric acid required a large amount of concentrated sulfuric acid, which wasn't something that the laboratory's output could meet. In other words, there was no way to use the industrial method to produce the two acids. Even if they developed a more efficient weapon, they would still fall into the predicament of having no bullets to use.
When the chief alchemist entered the office, Roland said, "I have a new task for you."
"Please say it," Kyle shrugged, "As long as you don't have to attend a ceremony."
"I need more acid, and at present, relying solely on the chemical laboratory's output is unable to meet my needs. Therefore, your new task is to design a chemical system that can efficiently and conveniently produce the two acids."
"Chemical … system?" He looked somewhat confused.
"Yes, it is composed of one and several complete reaction devices. As long as the raw materials are put in, it can continuously produce the finished product," Roland briefly explained the nature of industrial production, "I don't know much about this, so you can only rely on yourself to slowly figure it out."
Having said that, the Prince also knew that this was a very difficult task. It was likely that it would take several years of research, and even then, it might not necessarily produce any results. After all, the other could only rely on some basic reaction principles and chemical equations from the "Elementary Chemistry".
"I understand," Kyle nodded, "The things you mentioned really make me feel refreshed."
"Whether you can complete it or not, the two acids are something I urgently need." Roland paused, "Therefore, next month I plan to expand three more laboratories by the Redwater River, and recruit qualified candidates from the subjects to act as experimenters. If you don't have time to teach them, you can choose a few disciples to take care of. After all, the industrial acid method is a very long research project. "
Probably because of the temptation of the "Intermediate Chemistry", he readily agreed, "Yes, Your Highness."
After Kyle left, Roland sighed softly.
If the industrial acid method was hopeless, then he could only let Lucia follow him to purify the acid. After all, when the war came, he needed a more powerful weapon to win the victory for Border Town.
When Roland opened the drawer, intending to eat some dried fish to relieve his boredom, he found that the snack drawer was empty.
Stunned, he raised his head, only to see that a dried fish had been brought to his mouth.
"Are you looking for this?" The blonde woman opposite him smiled.
Roland bit the dried fish and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "I thought you would stay like this in the fog for the rest of your life."
"That's also good, at least others can't see me, but I can still see you." Nightingale curled her lips.
His originally somewhat depressed mood unconsciously dissipated a lot, seeing the other's familiar appearance, he couldn't help but feel relieved, "You said before that you didn't know what kind of expression to show …"
"Huh?"
"In fact, it's good to be like this." ,,, your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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