Chapter 385: Building a Road

"bite!"

After a crisp sound, Gong Zi held the wine glass and sucked it gently. Only then did Baibls Bendugadari see clearly, and at the same time felt relieved. Gong Zi didn't want him to be drunk like last time.

"So what kind of road are you planning to build? Although I admit that the roads here are not good, if those roads run big cars..."

At present, if you can go to the sky of Cairo, you will find that Baibls Bendugadari's words are not lies. The camel streak led by a series of lights are mixed with trucks using bright lights.

What is transported further north is the future combat supplies. The big trucks are transported to Cairo, and what awaits them is the targets of the servants who line up in front of the shop.

Of course, Zhao Fubo knew that the truck he was referring to was a two-digit issue with the truck he was thinking about. Although the wide-wheeled trucks now can transport large quantities of goods on this not-hard road surface, it is relatively slow after all, and it is difficult to meet the needs of goods.

If we can now adapt to the needs of Saleh Naidimdin Sultan and establish a channel aimed at transporting strategic materials, from Cairo to Damietta City ahead, you only need to repair one fork in the middle to reach Alexandria. Following the trend, you can also repair the "road" from Cairo to the commercial station near Suez City.

Because it is based on wood and inlaid with solid steel and cement as tracks, everyone will probably look like a railway. Although it is not a big mistake, it is still completely different from what Martin designed.

It is absolutely impossible to build railways in this world at this time. Needless to mention the steam engine, it is not easy to turn it into a carriage on the railway in the coal mining industry in the later years of Britain. After all, the output of steel is limited to almost all developments.

Although oil-cooked wood is not difficult to deal with, what should I do if I am like a railroad track? In fact, it is just a straight oil-cooked wood that is resting and recuperating, covered with long strips of cement steel bars.

Yes, this is extremely unsolid! However, it is not a problem for a large truck that cannot be equipped with 60 tons. It is just the existing four-wheeled truck. If it is replaced with "l"-shaped wheels with low friction, the livestock that will crash will be reduced by half, and the existing load capacity of the large truck will be increased by half.

Perhaps some people will talk about the problem of "following" but it is not a problem. Double lines can solve it. Despite this, it is still a big project at this time, although it is much simpler than a pyramid. It is precisely because of such a large project that Zhao Fubo and the others do not have so many slaves.

Therefore, Gong Zi thought of a solution. A three-built shop will attract local wealthy people and a certain desire to buy. At the same time, such a "road" will greatly increase the transportation volume, thus meeting the needs of the war.

Although it is a matter of killing two birds with one stone, Zhao Fubo will only need to prepare the people who are maintained in the future. And it is certain that such a "road" is not only faster, but also balanced, and has a much larger load capacity than a big car running on the sand.

When Zhao Fubo finished speaking, he had almost finished the food in the plate in front of him. On the other hand, General Baibls Bendugadali was already scared by Zhao Fubo's plan. The food in the plate in front of him was almost completely unmoved. However, because of surprise, he saw a glass of white wine.

Carlos, who had already finished eating, knew this plan. He also saw through Zhao Fubo's war with the Crusaders of the Saleh Naidimdin Dynasty. His interest was to make money. Perhaps one day in the future, he would do what he wanted to do.

As for what Zhao Fubo wanted to do, it was not very clear to Carlos. However, he knew what he wanted to do next. Seeing General Baibers Bendugadari as he looked as shocked when he heard it, he smiled.

With the laughter, thick smoke blew out of Carlos's mouth. He leaned back on the back of the comfortable chair, and looked at General Baibers Bendugadari with a smile of understanding. However, General Baibers Bendugadari was a little hurt and asked himself in his heart.

"Does this guy know something else that I don't know?"

Carlos raised his wine glass to General Baibers Bendugadari, who was already a little unhappy.

"Look, General Baibours, we all have made a lot of money recently. And I believe you have seen that people here are worried about the issue of our war with the Crusaders recently. Don't you think we should show our greatest support for the young Governor Zhao's proposal?"

General Baibls Bendugadari lowered his head and ate the delicious meal on the plate with the chopsticks in his hand. No matter what Zhao Fubo and the others have, their food is worthy of applause.

"I think maybe, but this is not an easy thing, I'm worried..."

Chewing on the food in his mouth, the oil glowed on his lips. Although slaves were not a big problem, can building such a strange path really change the war? And can building such a path really make one's own business in Cairo more prosperous?

Although the food tasted good, Juliana also ate a small bite, and was very delicate. After returning from Cyprus, she seemed to have made some trouble. She usually talked less and was alone and silent more, which even caused Zhao Fubo's concern.

"Julianna, it doesn't matter!"

When Juliana smiled at Zhao Fubo, she felt a little reluctant and apologized. She shook her head gently, and at the same time she shook her blue eyes quickly at Martin. It means that at this time, it is unnecessary to say these things.

When Gong Zi saw their reaction, she immediately continued the conversation and regained their attention to them to this matter.

"Dear General Baibirs, I think your concern is correct. After all, no one has seen such a new thing before. If there is a chance, the Sultan of Saleh Naidimdin can see with his own eyes that vehicles on such roads are faster than ordinary vehicles and pull more things. I think if he has seen them, I'm afraid there will be hope for success in this matter!"

Gong Zi's words once again made General Baibls Bendugadari think about it. It would be not easy to ask the seriously ill Suldan Saleh Naidimdin to go in person. But if he could...

Thinking of this, General Baibls Bendugadari had already made plans in his heart.

"I see this good thing, but someone needs to see it and tell Your Majesty. You know, Your Majesty is not in good health recently. If you can send someone he trusts to see it, I think there will be hope for success in this matter!"

After saying this, General Baibls Bendugadari immediately thought again that this matter must not be known to the leading minister Izdin Aibek. The old man himself was already red-eyed about the money they earned in Cairo's store. If this happened, he would probably have more obstructions, or the interests would fall into his hands in the end.

"Governor Carlos, I think you and I have to report this matter to His Majesty separately. If he is interested, then maybe this matter will succeed. But I have to remind you that this matter is a secret for others outside of this room."

Carlos raised his wine glass, which seemed to be an invitation.

"Of course, General Baibirs, everything is as you wish!"

I had a long dinner. Although there was no dance entertainment in Zhao Fubo's mansion, General Baibls Bendugadari, who was full of wine, still felt satisfied. Especially those white, slightly spicy white wine. When he came out of the house, the wind blew it up.

At this time, he turned his head, looking at the large window on the top of the three-story mansion. There seemed to be two figures slowly approaching. As a Mamluk cavalry, he had no chance of getting married in this life.

Turning around, it was the dark streets of Cairo. If he had been to Aden City, he would have thought that Cairo's streets were like a road in hell.

At this time, someone was indeed watching him leave on the top of the three-story mansion. Zhao Fubo stood beside Juliana, and looked at the back of General Baibls Bendugadari and breathed a sigh of relief.

"This meal is a conversation about these things at the dinner table. Although the atmosphere is good, it really affects people's appetite! If I read that right, Juliana, you just ate a little bit of food. Do you need me to get you some fruit?"

Standing unprecedented, Juliana looked at the streets of Cairo, which were already quiet and surrounded by late night. She had some secrets in her heart, but she couldn't tell them at this moment. She didn't know what would happen after telling Zhao Fubo.

And she didn't want any change, at least she didn't want Zhao Fubo to change his opinion of herself because of these things. Therefore, a gentle smile flashed across her face, just as the spring breeze had just blown away the melancholy in her heart.

"Thank you, I hope you get one for yourself, Teacher Martin said, eat more fruits and smoke less. And you don't have to expect to learn to smoke anymore. Watching them swallow and spit out fog will make people hate it!"

Zhao Fubo listened to Juliana's seemingly pleasant voice, and he couldn't help asking himself.

"Damn, did I observe the wrong observation? She was obviously a little uneasy when she was having a meal. Why is it?"

Zhao Fubo knew in his heart that Juliana's melancholy had nothing to do with their relationship. But Zhao Fubo could not understand what happened to Juliana after going to the beautiful Cyprus.

Of course, Juliana does have another story, but it’s a pity that it’s not the time to tell Zhao Fubo!
Chapter completed!