The Dark King

"So, what was the reason he attacked me?" Du Dean asked.

Forint pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "I remember that two years ago, the Milan family seemed to be preparing to marry the Bron family. I wonder if it was because of this?"

"Marriage?" Du Di'an froze for a moment, silently, after a moment, asked: "What is the result?"

"It didn't work." Flynn shook his head. "Miss Jenny of the Bron family disagrees. In addition, the Mel family may also secretly intervene to prevent this marriage. After all, once the Milan family and the Bron family marry successfully, it will form. A greater force, in the entire consortium, the most unfavorable influence is the Meir family. Although Mel and Bloom are world friends, the nobles’ grievances and grievances are hard to explain in a few words."

Du Dian glanced at him and said, "It's no wonder that it was the Mel family and the Milan family who came here to disturb the stage. The young Mel girl, at a young age, does not look as ignorant as she looks."

Fulin smiled slightly and said, "No matter how cunning the little fox is, it will eventually be defeated by experience."

Du Di'an nodded and admitted that this was reasonable.

"It's just that today you humiliated the Milan family face to face. They will not give up." Fulin sighed softly. "Although we have been independent from the Mellon Consortium, we can endure occasionally."

Du Di An said: "Some can bear, some do not deserve to bear me, there is a word called self-disgrace, today's things, the Milan family will not spread, nor can I accuse me of following offenses, offend the nobility, only Trick the ghost in the back, but even if we are polite, since others are hostile, don't pray when others will attack."

Flynn glanced at him, and he always had an illusion when talking with Du Dean. It seemed that he was not facing a 15- to 16-year-old boy, but a mature 30-year-old adult with cunning like a fox. This reminded him of some outstanding figures in history. Most of them showed some amazing talents in childhood.

Perhaps the talent of the young boy in front of him will become an outstanding person in the future, but it is by no means positive.

"The Milan family loves their face, and it really will not spread." Folin looked at Du Dean and said: "But there is no airtight wall under the sky. You can easily beat the news of the intermediate knight. It will soon be through today. These people spread it throughout the circle. Although they dare not report it in the newspaper, you will also be famous in the circle, but it is not necessarily a good thing to be famous."

Du Di'an said: "The Mellon Consortium should take immediate measures. In any case, we must make money as soon as possible, lend it to a wall channel outside our own, and cultivate our own hunters."

Fulin smiled bitterly: "This can only rely on you."

Du Dean nodded, thinking of the small workshop where he had everything ready, and got up and said, "I'll go back first."

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After leaving the Lane Castle, it was late, and it was time for curfew outside.

Du Dean's carriage was lined with the Ryan family's flag, and soldiers who had curfew on the road were not blocked.

Returning to the small workshop, Du Dian counted the prepared materials, confirmed that they were correct, and lay down on the cargo box in the workshop to sleep.

The next day.

Du Dean went to the slave market in the western region of the business district and spent 20 silver coins to select 20 slaves. Most of these slaves were dark-skinned Blanc races, healthy, ten men and ten women, aged 18 From about 25 to 25 years old.

Most of the slaves sold were downturned nobles, bankrupt rich merchants, depressed knights and others, who could not support too many slave servants and could only consign them.

During the transfer process in the slave market, Du Dean did not directly transfer to his own name, but transferred to the family of the Ryan family, and then took these slaves to the small workshop he rented, teaching them simple production techniques, each person only You need to learn the environment you make yourself, and the production line.

There is no shortage of brains among these slaves. Du Dean chose a middle-aged man named Harrison, who was the steward of a knightly family, to manage the workshop on his behalf.

Throughout the day, Du Dean was teaching these slaves to make and supervising their work.

In the evening, Du Dian counted the finished goods, which were only less than a thousand boxes.

"The materials consumed are about two silver coins. If these matches are to be sold quickly, they have to enter the market at a very low price. Each box of two copper coins, one thousand boxes is twenty silver coins, and the ratio of income is ten to one." Secretly calculating.

Yes, the first thing he made was a match.

Although the match is not like explosives in alchemy, it is classified as a forbidden technique. The alchemy structure of the match is simple. It can be made by using and matching basic materials such as yellow phosphorus and red phosphorus. However, in this period when there is no electricity, Matches can quickly replace the fire sickle!

After all, the ignition efficiency of the fire sickle is slow, and the weight is heavy, both of which will be defeated by the advantage of the match.

Although a match is only a small item, it is a consumable item, which means that there is always a demand. When the status of the fire sickle is covered, the money earned will never be inferior to other valuable items.

"Twenty silver coins a day is still too slow, and two gold coins are only ten days old." Du Di'an thought about the previous production process. The work efficiency of the twenty slaves was very fast. The reason why only one thousand boxes were made, except for the first time, they were not very skilled. The process of cutting the match sticks took the most time. Ten slaves cut the match sticks, and they could not keep up with the speed of others making the heads and boxes.

"Wait for a match-cutting machine to be made." Du Di'an thoughtfully. "It's just that the emergence of the machine will inevitably be perceived as mechanical energy, and then be vigorously researched and developed. Other consortia can fully rely on strong financial resources and channels. Let the inventor himself find no market and starve to death."

"In this case, it is better to open up the steam age by yourself." Du Dean's eyes were firmly determined. If someone else copied his product, he would let others copy it at a rate that could not catch up with the speed of his invention!

Leaving a few dilapidated houses for these slaves to live in, Du Dean returned overnight and set off for the Castle of Lane.

The carriage just entered the small town of Yade. Suddenly, the horse pulled in front roared in a panic, and the carriage was shaken left and right.The driver was worried and disturbed Du Dean, hurriedly screamed angrily, and shouted loudly.

Du Dean recovered, lifted the car curtain and looked out. There was nothing on the street in the dark night.

Du Dian sniffed his nose, and did not smell anything strange, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, in vain, a cold chill climbed from his back without warning, and rushed to the side.