As the Lord of the Western Region, Roland naturally didn't have to do it himself, he only needed to draw a rough shape on paper and then clearly explain it to the tailor.
Although he hadn't personally touched a bra, but he had seen it in all kinds of commercials, TV programs and movies, so there were only a few styles. He chose the most common shoulder strap buckle style, with three sets of copper hooks, which allowed him to choose the looseness within a certain range.
This kind of thing needed to be worn close to the body in order to meet the requirements of a corset, so Roland also called the castle's maid to let the tailor measure the size. The maid had been cutting clothes for many years, so she was very experienced. After listening to His Royal Highness' explanation, she immediately understood the role of a bra, and according to the actual measurement results, divided the bra size into several grades, and then subdivided the adjustment range.
In fact, in this era, the prototype of the bra had already appeared, which was the corset. But it wasn't to make women more comfortable, but to tighten the waist as much as possible, and prop up the chest, so that the figure appeared to be hourglass-shaped. Those gorgeous aristocratic dresses were also designed according to the slender waist, without the assistance of the corset, it would be very difficult for the average woman to wear this kind of extremely thin waistline dress. Too much pressure on the waist would bring an extremely uncomfortable experience, and in severe cases, it would even affect blood circulation and lead to fainting.
In addition to supporting the chest, the bra could also play a fixed role and reduce the role of tremors, so wearing it on a daily basis would only make women more relaxed.
In only two days, the old tailor had cut out twenty bras, using the silk and cotton materials provided by Roland, which were both beautiful and breathable, and the workmanship was exceptionally fine.
But before Roland could deliver this gift to the witches, the caravan from King's City arrived in Border Town.
Compared to the previous month, this time the caravan was not only late, but also far smaller than the last time. When the sailboats docked at the expanded pier of Border Town, there was even a sense of sparseness.
"Your Royal Highness, we meet again," Margaery said with a smile.
"Welcome, you've worked hard to transport the fugitives," Roland looked at the caravan by the river, "This time there seems to be a lot less sailboats?"
"Because of some … unexpected reasons." She wiped the sweat from her forehead. "If you don't mind, let's go to the drawing room to talk. It's too hot here."
"I think so too," muttered Hogg. "I'm a Graycastle man through and through, and this weather is killing me. If it wasn't for the first steam engine, I wouldn't even want to leave home. "
Roland nodded and led the group back to the castle. Walking into the hall, Hogg immediately felt a chill on his face. He let out a long sigh. "Thank the gods for letting us discover such a beautiful thing … If I hadn't seen the production process of Ice Ray with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that it was produced from feces. Oh, and ice water! Your Highness, may I … "
"Of course," Roland gestured for her to begin and returned to his seat. He then asked the female merchant, "So, what accident caused the sharp decrease in this month's shipments of saltpeter?"
According to the contract, she was supposed to provide at least three ships of saltpeter to Border Town every month, but this time, there was only one ship carrying saltpeter.
"Because of King's City's Alchemist Association, they have recently been purchasing saltpeter. The price isn't high, but they have the support of the former Prime Minister, Marquis Wyke, so this isn't a pure transaction. The merchants have no choice but to sell." Margaery spread her hands and said, "I guess this might be Timothy's idea. After all, he and the Prime Minister are practically breathing out of the same nostrils."
"Timothy?" Roland asked, puzzled. "Didn't he go to the Southern Territory?"
"Indeed," she nodded. "It seems that Theo has already told you the news. I heard that before he left King's City, he also took a lot of people and supplies with him. In all likelihood, he went to find trouble with Garcia. Not long after he left, the Alchemist Association began to purchase saltpeter. "
Roland knew more about this matter. Arranging Theo to work in King's City was indeed effective. At first, he only received the news that Timothy was summoning the underground rats. In order to prevent the other side from suddenly attacking, he also specifically asked Pérot to strengthen the defense of Longsong Stronghold. However, the next secret letter from his personal guard made Roland feel a little relieved. Timothy had gone straight to the Southern Territory. Obviously, this recruitment wasn't aimed at him.
Regarding the use of this group of rats, Roland and his personal guard had the same opinion. That was, they weren't suitable for frontal combat, and their discipline was even worse than that of civilians and serfs. Therefore, Timothy's method of using this group of people was inevitably the same as last time. First, he would use drugs to make them addicted, and then force them to go forward and kill the enemy. This tactic of repeatedly using cannon fodder to deplete the opponent's strength was actually a safe strategy for the new King, who owned two-thirds of Graycastle's territory.
But why did the Alchemist Association suddenly want to purchase a large amount of saltpeter? Snow powder was originally one of their key products, but the wrong ratio had led to it being only used in the ceremonial barrel. Now, had they discovered the correct formula for gunpowder and were planning to mass produce it, or were they trying to determine the best ratio through a large number of experiments?
Roland shook his head and put aside the doubts that emerged in his mind. It was meaningless to speculate about these things. As soon as possible, he had to complete the industrial production of three acids and two alkalis, and then switch to more advanced chemical gunpowder.
"So, next month's supply of saltpeter can't be guaranteed for three ships?"
"This … I don't know." Although Margaery looked a little embarrassed, she still bluntly said, "I spent a lot of effort to transport this ship to the Western Territory, buying it from Silver City. Now is the hottest time of summer, and the demand for saltpeter is very high, so I'm not sure how much I can buy. If it was any other season, I could guarantee a supply for three ships. "
"I understand," Roland drank a mouthful of ice water. "Then next month, try your best. If you can't, don't force yourself. I have new goods that I need to purchase from you."
"Oh?" Margaret heaved a sigh of relief. "What is it? Is it still ore? "
"The washing stone used to wash clothes," he replied. "It looks like a white cloudy crystal or a stone pillar. When soaked in water, it will give off a greasy feeling. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the King's City hotels."
"Sure enough … it's ore again," the female merchant smiled helplessly. "Obviously, your territory has a large mine, but the goods you purchase are all minerals. It's really hard to understand. Well, this thing is indeed quite a lot, and the price is not expensive. What do you plan to do with it? "
"Naturally, it's to make it more convenient to wash clothes," Roland smiled.
The washing stone was something he found from the 4th Prince's memory. Its essence was a kind of natural alkali, mainly composed of sodium bicarbonate. It had a strong decontamination effect. Together with plant ash and pancreas, it was known as one of the three ancient cleaning tools. In the absence of an ion-exchange membrane, the efficiency of collecting sodium hydroxide by electrolysis of salt water was extremely low, and salt was also not cheap. So he planned to directly purchase natural alkali to make caustic soda. With enough caustic soda, it would be possible to mass-produce soap … and soap's by-product, glycerin.
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