Emerging industrial zone in the southeast of the imperial capital.

Canned food that can store hydrogen, and a batch of new military airship pods, were sent to the Imperial Military Black Skin train and transported to the Southern Military Region of the Imperial.

In addition, Binghe repeatedly instructed the accompanying workers to always pay attention to the safety production system when developing the hydrogen production process in the south and never ignore the safety regulations because of the military's urging.

Hydrogen airships have become popular among the Imperial Army, but the price of hydrogen cannot be reduced at all.

Hydrogen is not an expensive element, but hydrogen is a dangerous product. Children in the 21st century know several chemical equations for preparing hydrogen. The danger of hydrogen makes it expensive.

The gap between the non-industrial countries and the industrial countries is not the gap in the output of several industrial products. This invisible gap in personnel quality affects all aspects.

The hydrogen molecules are too small, and no material can stop the penetration of hydrogen molecules, and hydrogen will continue to precipitate; and a certain concentration accumulates in a narrow space. At this time, someone will violate the regulations and light a cigarette at will. No, as long as you collide at will, it will generate an electrostatic spark. That scene... - Hydrogen cannot be transported for a long distance.

If Saint-Soak is an industrial country, the military can use cheap water and gas preparation methods, cracked petroleum preparation methods, and electrolyzed water preparation methods. However, in Saint-Soak, all three methods were rejected by the Kuaishu because of the lack of industrial population.

If a group of illiterate people who do not have strict discipline and do so, they may not be able to explode in a month, either the railway or the military warehouse.

Binghe has adopted the method of transporting the intermediate products aluminum blocks and sodium hydroxide to avoid the danger of hydrogen transportation. The remaining products after the reaction of sodium hydroxide and aluminum can be re-prepared through cheap calcium oxide (quicklime). So just transport the aluminum blocks.

When the last metal container was lifted onto the train by a robot arm, Binghe took the accounting record book on the side, looked at the numbers on it, and muttered: "A little or five times the profit."

In the imperial capital, there are many industries with more than ten times profits. Human trafficking in the lower city and psychedelic drug smuggling are dozens of times profits. Even ordinary civilian products, ceramics and fabrics often have more than four times profits (if the empire does not charge taxes).

Wealth in society is linked to power, power = ability to dominate people's actions

Money can make a person do things for two people, but no matter how much money is, it is impossible for a person to make ten, so a large amount of wealth flows among a few people limits the power represented by wealth.

[The driving force of only pursuing profits and not operating money on social groups is putting the cart before the horse.]

Industry is the most efficient way to obtain social rights. In the industrial production process, it is to use the smallest money to drive the largest number of people to carry out the most effective social organization. The power of the industrial economy is greater than the power of other industrial economy.

For example, the monthly salary paid by a factory is 20 silver dollars, and this business of 400,000 silver dollars is equivalent to the ability to control the movement of 20,000 industrial population in one month. At the same time, the production of the factory with the 20,000 industrial population connects to the military supply chain, and affects the military.

There is no other way in modern society that can be comparable to this model of rights exchange.

In comparison: If 400,000 silver dollars are invested in traditional commercial activities and are responsible for the upper and lower levels, it may only affect the livelihoods of seven or eight hundred people at most, and the power to act for seven or eight hundred people in several months is equal. If you invest in political activities, you may only be able to buy a viscount's promise within half a year. The power of money running like this represents too weak

Social organizations are like a machine that supplies rights, and money is the fuel on the machine. Bingshe now has a good machine.

Binghe, who made a small profit from the military, was very happy and couldn't help but hum a song.

However, Binghe's pleasure is hard to understand now.

Single dormitories, single toiletries, public meals, dishes taken out in the cafeteria. There is no maid to help organize the housework, there is no special groom for travel, but bicycles. It seems that all aspects are insulated from the nobles, and only new spells that are unfolded in the factory and areas released multiple times a day remind the followers of their noble identities.

In the initial period, the three knights just felt that Binghe was just chasing freshness and fun. This was the case for three consecutive months. These knights who followed Binghe gave up and believed that Binghe was a fortress used to the bitter style.

[On November 1, 1029, Binghe, who was preparing to go out for a trip, summoned the knight he accompanied to ask.]

The light cone of the field shrinks in front of the Binghu, and the optical projection on the white floor forms a coordinate map centered on the location of the Binghu.

On this coordinate map, the appearance of the imperial capital three kilometers near Binghe is clearly visible. Even the robbery that occurred in a small alley two kilometers away was silently observed by the high altitude.

Binghe pointed to the vehicle on a street on the map and asked the knight beside him.

"Here, look, this person is this person who waits for my car in the corner of the street every day and leaves, and then shuttles to this alley. They are more on time than I do. Don't you think there is any problem?"

Facing strange people around you, Binghe usually records them and observes them silently for a while. Only after mastering certain information will he take action.

However, when Binghe asked about the situation, he got a strange answer.

The Knight explained respectfully: "The Crown, that is our man, who is responsible for observing your daily actions and the situation on the streets."

Binghe was surprised: "How many people do you arrange by me? Let me guess, I have a range of activities every day, well, you won't arrange a team of sixty people, just take turns to be by my side."

Binghe glanced at the knight, and Binghe said: "It seems that I'm being stared at very tightly?"

Knight: "Sir, there are more people who are actually responsible for your safety. Of course, this is all right," the Knight proudly said, "The assassination of you in West will never happen in St. Soc."

Binghe knocked on the mirror technique and asked indirectly: "So, that is to say, you have helped me deal with all possible conflicts with me, right?"

Binghe pulled out a document from the table. This was a resentful and vandalistic act of coachmen in the imperial capital a month ago.

The knight glanced at the table and said to Binghe in a report tone: "A group of thieves, let the Crown Prince suffer, and his subordinates are guilty."

Binghe looked at the knight and nodded with emotion: "Have you done it for me? Alas, report this kind of problem to me in the future, don't solve it without authorization."

The Knight nodded respectfully: "Yes!" The Knight believed that Binghe would personally punish these untouchables who dared to rebel, but it was not. Binghe was another idea.

The industrial revolution was accompanied by the reorganization of the huge social interest structure. After Binghe returned to the imperial capital in the past three months, the scale of locomotive transportation in the imperial capital expanded by eight times, almost contracting the material capacity of the entire imperial capital's lower city area. The prices in the imperial capital directly dropped by 30%. However, advanced machines will embarrass some industries.

An unemployed coachman acted to destroy the gas locomotive a month ago. However, this problem was solved by the knights around him without worrying about it.

All the coachmen who caused trouble were sent to the imperial slave camp for a full meal by the imperial military police. The solution was quite simple and crude. But Binghe felt that this group of military warriors could not solve this social problem.

Most of the social profits generated by machines are absorbed by middle-class nobles in society, and those who monopolize the transportation industry of the imperial capital are still the nobles. They cannot resist the authority of industrial transformation represented by Binghe, and they have raised money to replace the carriage with gas carriages.

On the surface, Binghe forced them to pay for money and give up the profits of carriage transportation. In fact, they only forced the nobles to give up some short-term profits, but the nobles made long-term profits. The nobles were still the biggest beneficiaries of the industrial revolution, while the lower class became more difficult because of machinery to eliminate manpower.

——The warriors of the empire solved this problem with violence, and in Binghe's eyes, this would be a backlog of social problems.

Sitting on the desk, Binghe took out statistical information from all walks of life and said with a long sigh: "We must give those people a way out!"

The knight beside him looked solemn, with no recognition or objection.

They knew that Binghe would complicate the original simple solution. - Yes, in the eyes of the imperial nobles, Binghe often likes to do these "boring" things.

After looking at the knights around him who didn't know anything but liked to make decisions without permission, Binghe shook his head boredly and said to Chenjia: "Okay, go to the military zone with me and meet old friends. You don't have to follow him." Binghe ordered the knight behind him.

The Knight paused and said, "As for the order, the crown prince."

[Binghe has only two friends in the Imperial Military Zone, Kofi and Kajter. This year is their third year.]

They are all about to graduate, and these young imperial nobles will begin to serve in the army after graduation. They will begin their career as professional soldiers, keep falling and falling in the army, and become the backbone of the army.

Binghe made acquaintances with military nobles violated the political commitment of His Majesty the Emperor. Therefore, Binghe could only find these two old friends in the name of his friends with an informal attitude.

In the Imperial Military Academy.

After two years, many people inside the Imperial Military Academy were rotated. The instructors followed the students every three years. The young imperial soldiers wearing military uniforms and boots were full of energy. On the school field, "Discipline, Glory, Courage!" The six-character mantra roared out from the young man's mouth.

Of course, the strong energy on the training ground becomes a mess in the paradise outside the military zone.

After the weekly training, young Imperial Reserve soldiers entered the bar in groups of three or three, whistled at the woman, and sprinkled the liquid of youth on the woman. They often communicated with each other with their fists to discuss the right to belong to women.

Binghe had to sigh that the medical priest cell regeneration and microbial decomposition techniques in this world were so powerful that they made these young soldiers invincible.

Now on the streets outside the Imperial Capital Military Academy, seven or eight young men wearing military uniforms and arm-shouldered shoulders are examples of this.

"Oh my God, communication skills, our team is slower by one second, and the damn instructor will judge us as unqualified." A young noble boy kicked the stone on the ground with his feet. The boys beside him also looked resentful, looking for an opportunity to vent their resentment.

Just kick the stone, but it is obvious that it was kicking at someone. After the kick, he looked around with a provocative look. It was obvious that he was idle and wanted to find someone to fight.

"What are you looking at? Are you looking for a beating?" Qiu Bian said, yelling directly at the two newcomers next to the street.

Binghe on the street held Chen Jia, who was angry but wanted to fight back, and signaled Chen Jia to leave quickly.

"Tsk, no seed!" The person behind him looked at Binghe with disdain and spat lightly.

And here Binghe pulled Chen Jia and said, "You can't beat it, so hold it in."

Binghe is telling the truth. Chen Jia can't beat it now, but it's another matter to Binghe, who has changed from a normal state to a power state.

And these young people were still cursing after passing by.

A young man echoed the person in front: "Damn it, it's all the fault of the mechanic. He has done so many assessment projects this year."

Another young man threatened with ignorance: "That's just coincidence and luck." The young man, who was soaked in alcohol, began to point his resentment at someone.

A few dozen meters away, Bingshen Jia, who wanted to get up, smiled and shook his head and said, "Oh, Newton discovered gravity, Leibniz invented calculus, so he was always scolded by idiots. By the way, he even wanted to travel through time and space to assassinate these culprits. Well, um."

Binghe found Chen Jia on the side looking at the people with a gloomy gaze. Binghe knocked him again and educated him: "Don't bother with idiots."

Chen Jia was unwilling to accept "Oh!"

When this team of young soldiers who were walking with relatives and disregarded their steps, they walked more than 20 meters away.

Binghe asked curiously when he met Chen Jia, who was angry and angry, "Hey, do we just look like dusty civilians like this?"

People who work hard and those who live in this world are completely different. For details, you can look at the children in cities and children in mountain villages. Their skin and hair are different. Binghe does not think that they look like ordinary children, and it is very difficult to understand why they are underestimated.

Chen Jia gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Master, they have no eyes."

Binghe rubbed Chen Jia's head: "Okay, okay, there's nothing curious about it. It's normal to be scolded. Who in the world has never suffered any grievances? It's a blessing to suffer losses."

While comforting Chen Jia, Binghe opened the field and observed the four sides, knowing why he was being found fault.

The noble young men in the upper city of the Empire were not very windy and frost, all had red faces and white teeth. However, in the military area, the senior students had traces of training on their faces and hands, so they were mistaken for new students who were preparing to enroll. The imperial army had a good tradition of bullying new recruits, so it was natural to meet a condescending insult. Especially these old students were in a bad mood today.

When he arrived at the center of the Military Academy, a scholar came over and said, "Please show your valid ID!" This attitude is not a question of finding fault, but the meaning of cross-checking was obvious. He didn't check the people around him and went straight to Binghe.

If you don’t have bright clothes, you may not be treated unreasonably, but it is normal to attract programmatic random inspections.

Binghe paused, touched his hands in his pockets on his clothes, wanting to find something that could prove his identity. Of course, after touching his pocket-

Binghe looked at Chen Jia with a helping look. Chen Jia looked confused, obviously not carrying anything. Chen Jia's eyes expressed in confusion: "Didn't you say you want to travel in a low-key manner today?"

Binghe thought about it and showed the bracelet on his wrist. This was the bracelet passed the trial back then. Binghe remembered that when he showed this bracelet in the military zone, the instructors in the military zone were very polite.

But now the student soldier looked at the thing, with a puzzled look on his face, and then said in a playful tone: "Sir, your family's token doesn't work for us, this is the Imperial Military Academy!"

This result surprised Binghe. The things that worked well a few years ago are now suddenly not working.

The bracelet personally awarded by His Majesty the Emperor in Binghe was a very rare token. Three years ago, Binghe's acquisition caused heated discussions in the circle of heroes in the imperial capital, so everyone knew that the bracelet looked like in the popular topics back then. Now this student patrolling the military zone entered school a year ago. He did not experience the topic craze of that year and did not recognize this rare high-end product.
To be continued...