"Yes." Alphonse admitted proactively, then continued with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have to thank my two uncles for helping me earn this first pot of gold."

"You're welcome, we should do it." Darren Desai smiled.

"Actually, I lied to everyone." Alphonse continued: "My output is not six doors a day, but ten doors."

"What?" Will Morty opened his eyes wide, and then said with some uncertainty: "Are you sure? Your defective rate is so low?"

"We made precise molds, so we can do this, but the cost is very high. If it weren't for such a large order, we might lose money." Alphonse replied half-truthfully. In fact, he only made two in total.

It was a mold, but he certainly couldn't tell it directly. He continued: "Whether Mr. Azte or Mr. Allen placed such a large order today, it is undoubtedly a resale business. The two uncles can also do the same.

The inventory I cut off and the subsequent expansion of production are all prepared for this."

"You seem a little anxious?" Will Morty frowned and asked.

"It's true. I plan to develop new products in a year. As you know, as long as a business has large enough profits, imitators are not far away. The faster we can get orders, the closer we will be to victory.

Huge profits have been obtained." Alphonse nodded and replied. In fact, his plan was to develop a larger artillery within three months.

"Your analysis is very reasonable and your approach is very sound. I guess you should only promote it this time?" Darren Desai smiled. When Alphonse nodded, he continued: "Calais is a small place.

, the Falcon Cannon is another product that seems to be very backward. With excellent quality and hidden sales, you do have the opportunity to produce and sell thousands of units on your own, but if you expand too fast, I am more worried that the market will be too easy.

Saturated."

"Indeed, many people now use it to replace ballistas. The possibility of it being used as the main gun is very low. After dozens or hundreds of guns, your demand will be quickly saturated, and with its powerful power,

The pirates have suffered heavy losses and will soon withdraw from the strait." Will Morty said.

"This is why I hurry up production, because the pirates are not that well-informed. If we can quickly launch hundreds of rapid-fire cannons before they are massacred, then we will receive a batch of rapid-fire cannons before the pirates are afraid.

With a more saturated order, that time is the best opportunity to clear out all the inventory, and then the pirates have to withdraw from the strait. But..." Alphonse took a sip of hot cocoa and continued: "The pirates will not disappear immediately, they will

Going to the Mediterranean and the Baltic Sea, naturally, our friends will also send rapid-fire artillery there; at this point, it will probably be difficult for us to get new orders, and we can only make do with belated orders from Africa or even the New World.

Day."

"It seems that you are more thoughtful than we thought, then we have nothing to worry about." Darren Desai smiled and said to Will Morty: "Did you hear that? Get hundreds of artillery guns out as quickly as possible.

, we have to hurry up, because these artillery will give us the greatest feedback when the orders are the most, and now only we know that Little Alphonse has stock."

"Do you think I will miss this great opportunity to make money? For a price difference of five livres for an artillery piece, I will have to sell at least a few hundred artillery pieces here!" Will Morty said fiercely.

"No, no, no, 45 livres is the ex-factory price, you can add more money, because only you two can take out the spot goods, others have to queue up." Alphonse smiled and waved his hand: "If you can,

I suggested that the two uncles try to sell it to the army, because they use lead bullets, and to them the rapid-fire gun is just a nine-pounder, uncompromised, and more powerful. There is no problem in selling it for 60 livres.

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"Spanish!" Darren Desai and Will Morty shouted out the first victim in unison...

Indeed, as a country that lacks artillery, it is also the only country that uses Falcon cannons in active service, and it uses Spanish galleons with high ship sides, and is repeatedly robbed for transporting treasures. Spain is probably the country that needs rapid-fire artillery the most in the world, and the same is true for Spain.

The Netherlands and Portugal are probably the second and third victims of the sea coachmen...

Three days later, as soon as they met, Clark Allen quickly settled the payment of 480 livres, and took away the twelve cannons. As soon as he returned to the Chamber of Commerce, he immediately pulled the two master craftsmen who had been found in a hurry to think about this for him.

Twelve cannons, whether you want to find faults, study craftsmanship, or even seek imitation.

"How is it?" Clark Allen asked after the two master craftsmen thought about it for more than an hour, and even almost dismantled an artillery piece.

"The caliber of this Falcon cannon is a bit larger. A normal six-pounder should be 3.64 inches, and this one is 3.74 inches. Although the difference is not big, the inner wall is much smoother, and there are no trachoma on the surface. It should have been polished, but it is much lighter.

." A master craftsman replied somewhat cautiously.

"How much difference?" Clark Allen frowned and asked.

"The normal mother cannon should be 160 pounds, but this one is only 120 pounds, which is a quarter lighter." The master replied.

"Jumping corners?!" Clark Allen's expression changed drastically, no wonder it's so cheap!

"Not necessarily, because it is a few inches shorter than the normal Falcon cannon, which can save about ten pounds in weight, and the back seat is also thinner. Of course, it is mainly hollowed out, so the structure has not changed much. It is pure.

The weight is reduced, about ten pounds lighter, and the barrel is indeed a bit thinner, but it is different from ordinary Falcon cannons, which are darker on the outside than on the inside, but this one is just the opposite." Another person said.

The master replied.

"What does this mean? Corrosion?" Clark Allen really didn't understand.

"No, no, no, the color is darker because it is tighter, which means that its inner wall is stronger than its outer wall, which means it is less likely to explode. Even if it cracks on the outside, it will be fine on the inside. Of course, if it cracks on the outside, it will not be damaged again.

Let's fire." The master craftsman replied.

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"That is to say, although it is lighter, can it be stronger?" Clark Allen asked.

"Yes, it is stronger and safer. I guess it is made by internal extrusion and forging. Although it is difficult to use this processing method for a gun of this size. It is also more flexible, and its back seat is hollowed out, which actually strengthens the

The elasticity has been reduced, which means that its recoil has also been reduced. Maybe the recoil of a 9-pounder gun is not as high as that of a 6-pounder." The master replied.

"All of them like this?" Clark Allen thought for a while and continued to ask.

"This is the strangest thing, they are all standard products." Another master craftsman replied.

"What do you mean?" Clark Allen couldn't understand again.

"Military-industrial grade, you can understand it this way, it is even more accurate than military-industrial grade. Their sizes are too consistent, as if... they are made from the same mold." The master craftsman replied.

"It's impossible to make one mold. This kind of artillery can produce up to six guns a day." Clark Allen never knew that there was such a thing as a complete set of iron molds in the world, so he naturally couldn't understand that a set of molds could produce 6-8 guns a day.

The horror of artillery.

"Six doors! Then this can't be smuggling arms. Such craftsmanship is really amazing." The two master craftsmen also praised.

"So in your opinion, what is the price of this cannon?" Clark Allen is in business after all, and the most important thing is to determine the true value of the item.

The two master craftsmen looked at each other, picked up a nine-pound cannonball and threw it into the muzzle of the mother cannon. With a bang, the cannonball fell out through the entire barrel without any hindrance, and passed through three barrels so casually. Then they calmed down.

Said to Clark Allen: "Military-grade nine-pounder guns, and they are all standard products."

"Give me an exact number, I know you can give it to me." Clark Allen said eagerly.

"80 livres." A master craftsman replied.

"What? It's not a nine-pounder!" Clark Allen said loudly.

"No, it is a nine-pounder gun. All nine-pound lead bullets can pass through, and polished nine-pound iron bullets can also pass through. And the most important thing is that they are high-quality, all of them are high-quality, and can be used by the army!" Another

A master craftsman replied louder.

"Huh!" Clark Allen was naturally relieved when he heard this. It was impossible to really sell it for 80 livres, but even if he could sell it for 60 livres, that would still be a profit of up to 20 livres.

, as long as one hundred doors are sold...

Unintentionally, just when Alphonse was waiting for Darren Desai and Will Morty to get him an order from the Spanish boss, a woman suddenly came to the door!

"Miss An? Charles?" Alphonse looked up and down at the beautiful lady in front of him who was dressed as an exquisite social butterfly. He really couldn't figure out when he knew such a person.

"Are you Mr. Moller?" Ann Charles was also a little unbelievable at Alphonse's youth.

"Alphonse de Moller, please take a seat, Miss Charles. What would you like to drink?" Since Ann Charles did not extend his hand, Alphonse naturally did not need to kiss the hand. As a romantic Frenchman, he would like to have a drink.

A Nordic man silently maintains an appropriate social distance from An Shire.

And An? Charles seemed to be very satisfied with the social distance. He sat very elegantly on the single sofa in the partition and said with a bright smile: "Hot cocoa, thank you."

Alphonse poured hot cocoa for Ann Charles himself. There was nothing he could do, because he already had only one housekeeper, one gardener and two maids. Alfred also went to arrange the new cannon-making equipment with Antoine, and

Old Anda is responsible for guarding the door and reception. One of the two maids is responsible for cleaning and delivering messages, and the other is responsible for cooking. They will have to wait at least until this week is over before they can find time to supplement the servants; but as a rich man with an asset of nearly ten thousand, Ah

Fang Si thought that giving it to An Xiaer personally was a great honor.

Naturally, An Charles couldn't ask the embarrassing question of whether there were not enough servants. Instead, he changed the subject very cleverly and said: "You are really young and promising. You are more than ten years younger than I thought."

"For an adult who bids farewell to his youth, if he doesn't work hard for money, is it for his dreams?" Alphonse said in a show-off manner.

"Uh... you're so funny." An Charles was defeated by Alphonse's shamelessness and could only hurriedly turn to the topic: "I took the liberty of visiting today. It's really disturbing. In fact, I heard some news."
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"What news brought such a beautiful lady like you to me?" Alphonse asked ridiculously, pouring himself a cup of hot cocoa.

"I heard that there is a pirate ship in your backyard?" An Shaal asked with a smile while covering his face with a fan.

"This is completely slander, miss, I don't even have water in my backyard." Alphonse changed the topic directly.

"Uh...well, I mean...it happened about a week ago." An Xiel had no choice but to get straight to the topic in response to Alphonse's pretense of madness.

"A week ago? What happened?" Alfons naturally denied it. He was not going to just come over and talk to him about rapid-fire cannons.

"Let's put it this way, 45 livre cannon, do you know Mr. Darren Desai?" An Charles had to ask more clearly.

"But Mr. Darren never mentioned you to me." Alphonse's face changed slightly. He originally trusted Darren Desai, but he didn't expect him to be such a talkative person.

"Well... he really doesn't know me. I just played cards with his wife. I heard by chance that Mr. Darren recently traveled far away for your business and promised to bring back an 8-carat diamond ring for his wife.

"An? Charles replied.

"That means Mr. Darren is very good to his wife. I should pay a visit some other day." Alphonse's understanding of courtesans has been improved again. With just a few words, he is sure that Darren Desai will find a way to make money from him.

Road.

"It's a pity that Mr. Darren left for a long trip in a hurry, so I could only check around. I happened to hear that Mr. Darren's good friend Mr. Will also traveled far away. A new ship, a single mast just delivered by our factory.
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