Chapter 330
Feces? Urine?
The alchemists present were stunned!
Wells was the first to stand up and said, "Count Grayman, with all due respect, how can you connect the great alchemy with such a filthy thing?"
And it was while everyone was eating.
"Dirty?" Paul realized that he had made a mistake, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it on this occasion."
This is not a matter of occasion. Alchemists are extremely embarrassed, and their profession is also It was considered a respectable occupation. If the earl really asked them to study excrement, how would it be different from those who dug excrement? There was no such thing as no distinction between high and low labor in this era.
Now it seems that the count is more like a naked insult to them.
“Ahem!” One of the older people named Hoffman coughed, stood up and asked carefully: “Master Graiman, are you sure you are not joking? Only the lowest slaves can touch those things. We are... we are..."
Wells added for him: "We are alchemists." There was a strong sense of conflict in his words.
Paul rubbed his chin, "Okay, I understand, let's continue eating."
After everyone thought that the matter was over, they started playing with their knives and forks again.
Suddenly I heard the Earl say: "I suddenly remembered that the finances have been a bit tight recently. I may need to discuss the establishment of a chemical laboratory with everyone in the Government Affairs Council."
What, cook it quickly? The duck was about to fly, and everyone became nervous.
Obviously, the count was threatening them, either reject the research project he proposed, go back to the factory and continue to be a boring technical instructor, work step by step according to the established process every day, or accept the research project he proposed. Research projects, enjoy a lot of funding, and explore the infinite possibilities in the field of alchemy in the laboratory.
Everyone was whispering to each other, discussing quietly with the people on the left and right about how to choose, while Earl Grayman was enjoying his lunch contentedly.
Finally, after some exchanges of voices and eyes at the dinner table, most of the alchemists reached an agreement: to sacrifice their temporary dignity in exchange for a better long-term future.
The forefathers who started this industry never tried anything to get gold.
It was the older Hoffman who spoke on behalf of everyone: "Your Majesty, caring about the employer's concerns is the primary criterion of our profession. After careful consideration, we should first approach what you just said [ Problem]. Of course, the premise is that there is a convenient experimental environment.”
Have you lost your moral integrity so quickly? Out of anger, Wells wanted to stand up and say a few words, but his colleagues immediately pushed him down on his seat with angry looks.
These guys are quite flexible, Paul laughed happily, "Since your work enthusiasm is so high, I will definitely instruct the Government Affairs Council to give priority to providing support for the construction of chemical laboratories. Please make a detailed plan when you go back and list it out. Whatever is needed, we will discuss it in detail later.”
“Your Excellency, you are wise!” Hoffman bowed to Paul.
"Just, regarding the plan you mentioned, is it really feasible to collect nitrate on a large scale through those...those filth?"
They only know that nitrate can be scraped from the toilet. , if the count doesn't mind it being dirty, he can just go to the toilet and shave.
Paul: "You know the so-called microorganisms, right?"
Everyone: "I know."
The knowledge about microorganisms is first instilled in every new person who comes to Lake Town, and the alchemists are no exception. They have also been exposed to the microscope - the Count's great invention - - Seeing for myself things that cannot be observed with the naked eye alone.
It is precisely because of this that people who come to Huxin Town have developed the habit of drinking boiled water. High temperature can kill those small bugs that are invisible to the naked eye. This is probably the cause of these guys' stomach upset.
Paul: "I have a bold speculation - certain microorganisms have an impact on the transformation of substances in nature. The presence of nitrate in the toilet may be related to some microorganisms that we still don't know about." In another In the world, it is an unmistakable fact, but in this world, it can only be called a bold speculation. People here don't know about nitrifying bacteria.
Everyone nodded, but most people didn't take it seriously. Why didn't you say it was related to the sun?
“If we can increase the number of microorganisms involved in saltpeter transformation, we can speed up the production of saltpeter from feces or urine.”
“Since they are alive, sunlight, temperature , moisture may affect their quantity. As for whether it is a positive or negative effect, you need to conduct careful experiments. "
Well, it turns out that the count really thinks it is related to the sun.
"Lord Grayman, we will definitely follow your instructions and try our best to test."
What can the alchemists do? Even if many people think that the Earl's theory is a bit ridiculous, they still have to bite the bullet and go for it, for the long-awaited laboratory. Anyway, if it turns out to be a useless effort, it will also be a waste of the earl's money.
"Well, very good, I will find time to work with you."
It takes only a few years for these confused guys to come up with a saltpeter field. Of course, Paul must personally Participating in it, he still knows the general principles and methods of stacking saltpeter.
However, many people interpreted his words to mean that the lord would check whether they would cheat or cheat from time to time, so they expressed their loyalty one after another.
In this way, the lunch at the Lord's Mansion ended with everyone having their own thoughts.
"These guys have no dignity as alchemists!"
After Wells left the Lord's Mansion, he came to a restaurant called [Flying Dragon Pavilion], drinking sullenly while criticizing his peers. Disgraceful behavior.
However, a well-equipped and well-funded laboratory was also what he longed for, and for a while he was deeply entangled in his heart.
"Hey! Isn't this Wells?"
A voice with a Jingyao accent sounded from behind, and his name was called.
Wells turned around and saw an acquaintance - the artificer Guy Burns.
Actually, it is not considered acquaintances. The two of them only had business dealings in Jingyao. And in the past, Wells actually looked down on him in his heart. Burns didn't do well in the royal capital. He was shunned and even ridiculed by his peers, and he was in despair all day long.
But the current Guy Burns has completely overturned Wells' previous impression of him. Not only is he well-dressed, but he also has an indescribable temperament in his gestures. He seems to be similar to those officials. Very similar.
"Burns? Are you also in the Northwest Bay? Come and sit."
Out of politeness, Wells invited the other party to sit at his table and added a glass of wine. .
After a detailed chat, Wells discovered that this magician was doing so well in Lake Town. He was so highly regarded by the lord that he even used the famous machinery factory to manufacture harvesters, flying shuttle looms, etc. The place where the magical machine was left to be managed - he was indeed an official and a very important member of the Huxin Town system. Naturally, the treatment the other party enjoys is also very high, at least much higher than that of him [technician].
He felt a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart. When he was in Jingyao, this kid was much worse than him, and now he was suppressing him hard.
Under Burns' surprised gaze, Wells drank a large glass of wine crazily.
I also want to seize the opportunity and reach the top of my life!
(End of this chapter)