My Empire

Happiness came too suddenly, giving Strider an unreal feeling. After more than ten days of preparations, he even sat in the woodworking yard, waiting for the first businessman to come to buy tables and chairs.

There was the fragrance of wet paint everywhere, and for the first time Strider felt that the smell was refreshing.

“We are going to Duning. I heard that there are cheap furniture for sale here, so let’s take a look…” Just when Strider got up for the third time to caress the exquisite furniture, a voice was behind him. Sounded.

To Strider, who was eager to turn wood into gold, this sound was nothing short of a fairy sound.

He turned around, with a leaping smile on his face, rubbing his hands and asked: “Yes, there is a newly developed chair here! The style is exquisite and the price is cheap! Would you like to see it?”

Seeing is a must. The businessman nodded, and then his gaze fell on the chair behind Strider, unable to move away anymore.

There is no such thing as a mass-produced chair in this world. It is actually more difficult to buy exactly the same chair than a different chair: so many nobles like to use basically the same chair in order to show their financial resources.

But the problem is that there are so many identical chairs here, so much to the point of dazzling people.

“100 identical chairs? The gods are on top, am I right?” The businessman took two steps forward, reaching out his hand to touch the neatly arranged chairs, but cautiously stopped himself halfway. Impulse.

“Such a chair, is it expensive?” He turned his head, looked at Strider, who had a better smile on his face, and asked with a slight vibrato.

“It’s not expensive, about 25 silver coins.” When Strider said the price, he felt his heartbeat speed up.

He knows the production cost of this kind of chair. Even the apprentice workers’ wages are counted. A chair can be produced with about 45 copper coins.

He himself felt that his conscience was a bit sad to be able to sell such a cheap chair for the sky-high price of 25 silver coins.

Of course, he also knows that such a price will soon cease to exist, and a large number of chairs will flood the market. Maybe in a few days, he will only be able to sell such a chair for 10 silver coins.

“Great! I want 40 such chairs…” The other party happily stretched out his hand and stroked the smooth-line chair legs, the unprecedented standard arc, which made the businessman’s blood spurt.

As long as these chairs are transported to Arante, which nobleman will be dedicated to please the royal family, at least he will get a baronship, right?

Just think about it, it’s really a little excited. As if already sitting in the baron’s position, the merchant stood a bit more straight than before.

10 gold coins filled a whole cloth pocket, which is quite heavy to carry. Strider watched as the gold coins were put into the cash box by the guards he had brought, and the smile on his face became even more exaggerated.

Of course, he who is in charge of the income of Serris City has seen more money. When paying the taxes of the Arante Empire, he watched the 300 gold coins be carried away by the carriage.

But even he has never seen him, a business that earned 10 gold coins in such a short time, you know, in a workshop not far away, apprentices are still producing such chairs.

In ten days, there will be such chairs everywhere in the castle, blacksmith’s shop, military barracks of Serris. At that time, someone would even step on such a chair to saw wood or strike iron.

In one morning, about 10 merchants came to the warehouse of this woodworking factory and bought such chairs from Strider.

With 70 gold coins in the account, Streid really began to seriously consider Chris’ question: how to spend so much money?

“Excuse me… Excuse me, these chairs are all processed by a ‘method’?” A young man asked, touching the smooth lines on the legs of the chair with his hands, without raising his head.

“Huh?” Strider looked at the young man, and looked at him curiously. The young man was wearing a noble blouse and a dagger was slung around his waist.

The golden curly hair made the young man look very delicate, and he looked like a little girl from the side.

“This is not a person doing the same job over and over again. I know such a carpenter. He can’t do this… so natural with the same arc.” The young man raised his head with a desire for knowledge: “Say it is natural. It’s also not quite right… because these things don’t seem to have any artistic inspiration, they…they are beautiful, but I can’t think of any adjectives to describe this feeling.”

“Hello, sir. Do you want to buy these chairs? They are not expensive, they only cost 25 silver coins.” Strider was not in the mood to discuss the craftsmanship with the young man in front of him, because he knew it. How are things produced?

A few days later, when the price of the chair is so low that there is no profit, Serris City will sell those woodworking machinery. Then people will naturally understand the greatness of Serris City.

“I know, I heard. Twenty-five silver coins…” The young man smiled and took his hand away from the chair: “My name is Desai! Longteite Desai…”

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and Strid was silent for a few seconds before he said: “You… belong to the Longtate family…”

“Yes.” Desaiel nodded and said: “Unexpectedly, I can see such an interesting thing in Serris! Can you take me to see it?”

“Yes, of course…” Strider looked at a guard next to him and said, “Go and call Lord City Lord.”

“Please here!” Slightly sideways, Strider gave up half of his position and made a gesture of guiding the way, and said respectfully.

Desaiel returned a standard noble courtesy, and then without humility, he took a step forward, passed Strid, and walked to the small door on the other side of the storeroom.

Chris, who was working tirelessly to draw parts drawings, was once again interrupted by Deans who came to report.

He put down the quill with some dissatisfaction, rubbed his astringent neck, and asked, “I hope you will interrupt me. It is a matter of real importance, Deans.”

Diens looked solemn and reported: “My lord, I don’t know if our luck is too good or too bad…In short, the people of the Longtaite family want to see you.”

“The Long Tate family? What do you do?” Chris naturally didn’t know what family this suddenly appeared, and asked with a puzzled look: “Is it amazing?”

“My lord, the Longtaite family is one of the largest commercial families in the mortal kingdom. They manage everything and can be said to be one of the richest and oldest families.” Dians reported it all.

He even used a lot of honorifics when he introduced it, which made Chris realize the terribleness of this family: “This family is very large, controlling the business of metal smelting, food and other valuables, and even gold coin casting in some countries. Control is in their hands.”

“Oh! That’s interesting.” Chris finally felt that he didn’t waste his time this time, nodded and said: “Let’s go! Let’s meet, this distinguished guest of the Dragon Tate family!”

When Chris arrived at the carpentry workshop, Strider had already taken Dessel to see the novel machinery.

Just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, Desaier carefully observed the movements of the apprentices operating the machinery, even went up and tried it on his own, and scrapped a piece of wood.

Strider didn’t worry at all that Desaier would plagiarize the mechanical design here: on the one hand, only looking at the external structure may not be able to thoroughly penetrate the complex parts inside; the other is the great history of the Longtaite family.

This family has an ancestral motto that resounds in the mainland: “The Longtaite family only does business, not robbers.” From the day it was born, this family has been a purely commercial family, never surpassing its own rules.

What they fancy, they will cooperate with each other with strong financial resources and conditions that the other party cannot refuse. They have never heard of anything that they have robbed anyone by cleverly. Sometimes things like heritage are real, especially when those who hold the heritage cherish it.

“This is really a great invention, it’s really great.” Dessell raised his head and praised Strider beside him with surprise on his face.

Then he saw a very handsome black-haired man who was not short, well-proportioned, and came in with a long-haired middle-aged man.

“You must be Lord Chris, and I am glad to meet you. Introduce yourself, I am Desaier of the Longtaite family, the third son of the family.” Desaier did not mean to contempt, and politely took the lead in greeting.

Of course Chris would not be arrogant, and immediately responded: “City of Seris welcomes you, Mr. Dessell.”

“I’m sorry to bother you,” Dessell said with a smile: “Actually, I just passed through the city of Serris today, but I found something interesting, so I decided to come here temporarily.”

He pointed to the machine next to him and exclaimed: “It’s a worthwhile trip. I found something amazing here.”

“It’s really amazing.” Chris smiled and nodded, without any humility at all.

As a soul from modern industrial civilization, he certainly knows how powerful industrial civilization is, and he also knows what kind of progress the seemingly uncomplicated machinery in front of him represents.

“I’m wondering whether this model is universally applicable, applicable…applicable to…other, other jobs.” Desaier smiled awkwardly, and then explained: “I am not stuttering, but…please Understand, it is not easy to describe the changes your technology brings to production.”

“I understand.” Chris replied: “You are right. This technology can be applied to any complicated work. It can replace many machines, such as those backward looms.”