The Dark King

Time rushed, three days passed in a flash.

In the past few days, the Lane Castle has returned to its previous calm, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. Three days ago, Miss Jenny of the Bron family came over and alarmed the Lane Castle up and down, but was eventually brought back by her housekeeper. The matter was even learned by other consortiums, published by the news agency, to figure out whether the Mellon Consortium and the New World Consortium cooperated.

On the training ground, Du Dean learned how to shoot spiral arrows, but the starting point of the idea is good, but it is extremely difficult to practice in practice. Especially after practicing with spiral arrows, then shooting with ordinary arrows, the accuracy rate will be large. Descent, although it can be adjusted quickly, but it also means that the two arrows cannot be switched freely on the battlefield.

This is unacceptable to Du Dean. He knows that if he is given time, through a lot of practice, he will be able to switch between the two kinds of arrows, and he can fully grasp it. However, according to the current situation, it can be raised in just half a year. It's a fool's dream to want to master a skill in such a short time to rent a passage outside the wall.

"Is the spiral arrow the wrong idea?" Du Dean gradually developed such suspicion, but when thinking of the firearm, he settled his thoughts. "The bullet rotates when it is fired, which is derived from the spiral rifle inside the pistol. This should be done. There is a reason. If the bullet does not rotate, it will be rubbed by air resistance and continue to decelerate, and the bullet is small in size, and it will even roll after the shot, so the ballistics are stabilized by rotation!"

"It's right to spin, but mine always can't control the direction of the wind, and it's out of control." Du Dean held the arrow and fell into contemplation. Suddenly, he saw the spiral pattern on the arrow. There was a slight difference in the place, and I couldn't help but stunned, "Is the spiral pattern incomplete?"

He picked up a few other arrows he built and saw that there were more or less such disproportionate proportions on the top, some of the spiral patterns were recessed a little deeper, and some were slightly wider, he suddenly woke up, " This spiral arrow is not made by machinery, but is cast by hand. It is inevitable that there will be slight deviations, unless the spiral arrow with the same ratio is forged, but in this case, it needs a top blacksmith."

Any occupation that reaches the top level is hard to find, and ordinary occupations such as blacksmithing are no exception.

"It seems that there is no way to practice the spiral arrow in a moment and a half." Du Dean sighed and could only give up. After a while, he returned to the castle with no practice.

When he just returned, Fulin found him and called him to his study.

"The Mellon consortium finally shot." After closing the door, Fulin looked at Du Dian solemnly.

Du Dean moved his sour arm, and when he heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly and said, "What is it?"

"Today I received news from several customers that canceled our order." Fulin looked deeply, saying: "They should have explored our new textile machine. Although they can't imitate the past for a while, but It will definitely prevent us from using this new textile machine to make money and interrupt our economy."

Du Di An nodded slowly, said: "Since these orders have defaulted, the deposit is ours."

Folin smiled on her face and said, "Yeah, when I listened to you, I received a lot of orders, which has greatly exceeded our textile output. Now they are going to stop it. Although we will lose some money, we can earn these deposits in vain. It’s also a white picking business, but they should soon send someone to explore the practice of the new type of textile machine. If it is also made, we are equivalent to giving our golden eggs to other henhouses. ."

Du Di'an's mouth curled up with an arc, saying: "You don't have to worry about this, the new textile machine cannot be controlled independently by any consortium. Like matches, it will spread to the three districts sooner or later. Let’s be generous and sell this thing, like selling matches, to other consortia to earn ready-made money."

Fulin nodded and said, "I have this intention too, and I want to discuss it with you."

Du Dian said: "However, if you want to sell this time, the share must not be less than 30%, of course, unless they are willing to pay one hundred thousand gold coins at once."

Fulin knew that this new type of textile machine is the last card of wealth making in the hand, and solemnly said: "I will talk about it well. One hundred thousand gold coins are the lowest. If you use the potential of your new type of textile machine, if you replace it with the same number Of old textile machines, the rate of making money will reach an appalling level, and they will definitely give it."

Du Dian shook his head slightly and said: "The potential of textile machines is unlimited, but the market is limited. If the output of textiles is too large, it will lead to depreciation of prices and there is a limit to the demand in the wall. If the demand is reached, even the best All textile machines are equivalent to scrap iron, so don’t ask for too much, as long as it is not below this bottom line."

Fulin froze for a moment, woke up and said, "You don't say it, I have ignored this." I can't help but feel a little lucky.

"Go do it," Du Dean said.

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The highest meeting room at the headquarters of the Mellon Consortium.

In the soft-light conference hall, there are more than 20 figures sitting in a circle in the shape of an oval huge table, some are young, some have white hair, some are recklessly leaning on the back of the chair, and some are back bars. The pen sits meticulously and humbly.

Soon, two figures came in the meeting room, one was a middle-aged person, the other was an old man, and the family badges embroidered on the clothes were the Mel family and the Bloom family.

"Everyone." Sludi looked around the crowd and said, "Today, Mr. George and I summoned everyone to come. It is the consortium that is preparing to launch a newly invented cargo. This is a new type of textile machine that can be extremely efficient. To increase the output of textiles, after the products are launched, I hope you will promote them in your industry. We need to seize all markets in the first place!"

Hearing his words, everyone looked at each other at the scene, and one of the rickety old men said hoarsely: "The new type of textile machine? As far as I know, there have been no new improvements in the textile machine for many years. May I ask Mr. Srudi, this new type of textile How much textile output can the machine increase by one-third? Or double?"

Sludi glanced at him with a faint smile and said, "Behind this, one zero or even ten zeros should be added."

Everyone was shocked.

The old Mr. George said with a smile: "This new textile machine can increase the textile output by 100 times, or even 200 times, or even higher. In theory, there is no upper limit!"

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It’s a bit chaotic from Sunday, I’m calling, I’m going to go to the third night again today.