In the past few days in Solace Port, the news that a certain ship had returned with treasure was known to everyone from the port area to the cathedral.
When everyone's poor thinking was still limited to going to the northern ice fields and looking for gold in the hands of barbarians, a ship returning from the south pioneered a reverse thinking.
William stood at the stern of the ship with his arms folded. The cheering sailors praised the captain's wisdom and generosity, which dispersed into the light mist of various colors of inferior glass, like an old fisherman casting into a large net floating in the water.
A few unlucky guys who got short-term tickets stayed behind on the ship and watched with envy as their colleagues rushed into the building with an ambiguous sign with double their salary and gold coins.
This is the second batch of sailors to disembark. They will bring the news to the city's taverns, special service venues and churches, which are the favorite high-traffic places for news dealers. The gold coins in their hands are circumstantial evidence of the news. No need to give any more instructions.
The captain knew the habits of his sailors very well. A man who could brag about any trivial matter in a tavern for several days would not fail to show off the gold coins he had obtained.
"Aren't you going to relax?"
"No, I don't want to go ashore. If it weren't for the hidden customers waiting for us, I wouldn't even want to enter the harbor and let these guys row their own boats." William took a deep breath and the smell of alcohol and powdery sea mist was as thin as
There was a layer of gauze that made him want to lift it up to reveal the hidden contents.
In fact, he tried it. The moment he stepped onto the stone slab of the dock, a slight hallucinatory tremor gave him a seasickness-like discomfort, stemming from psychological rejection, even if the vibration only came from the wooden wheels of the carriage or the drunken sailors.
Stumbling steps.
Maybe he will have to entrust sailors to buy him alcohol in the future, and he will no longer be able to go to certain "reliable special service places". The former can be solved, but the latter is much more difficult.
The strange thing is that sailors generally believe that bringing women on board will bring bad luck. This belief is almost as widespread as the belief in Heavenly Father. Although both are not too firm, for example, Yin Feng is a "child"
You can barely get along with the passengers, but this is destined to cause serious dissatisfaction among the crew if you break the rules with personal needs.
Given that no one has invented the industry innovation of moving the venue to the ship, I am afraid that the captain will have to say goodbye to one of his two hobbies for a long time.
"Heavenly Father, why is this happening?" William picked up the small wine bottle and pulled out the cork. The strong smell suddenly overcame the dull smell of wine mixed with powder and sourness on the dock. Father Adrian's craftsmanship was improved again.
Progress, the fine wine made him feel a little better.
The view today was not very good, and the brilliance of Heavenly Father on earth could not be seen at the port through the fog in half the city, but he knew that the building was running, as was the double-story annex behind it, and the wine in his hand
It came from there, and Kraft had just brought it to him yesterday.
"Speaking of which, why don't you go?" After two sips of wine, the topic developed in an open direction. William carefully recalled the trajectory of this guy's actions since he met Kraft, and found that this made no sense at all, "You
Even if I’m young and don’t drink alcohol, I’m not interested in it.”
"It's not enough just with this face, right?"
After taking off the bandage, the scar that gradually healed did not damage the face that had not been taken away by the thing that took away the face. It only added some maturity, or a hard style, from a special angle. The overall impression changed from a soft scholar to a contemporary one.
The knight who is popular with the opposite sex tilts his head. Even without stroking the sleeves of the scholar's robe, others can tell that the sword is not just for viewing.
With this appearance, it's not a problem to get a 50% discount on door-to-door purchases.
In the opinion of William, who had frequent contacts with the church, Kraft's living habits were much stricter than those of most moralists, and even his need for money was quite limited.
"So what else are you interested in?"
"That's too much." Kraft brushed away the smell of wine on the tip of his nose, sweeping away the decadence of lack of sleep, "Too many to finish."
...
Yesterday, after visiting and confirming that Father Adrian had implemented the abstinence plan during his absence, the two went to the Witcham Workshop together, asked for an ordinary glass retort, and started experimenting with great expectations.
In order to eliminate any possibility of leaks before closing the deal, they not only did not purchase the green crystal powder, but also purchased many irrelevant alchemical materials, including lizard heads, herbs, dried mushrooms, animals, plants and fungi, which was extremely confusing.
nature. The real test materials were appropriated from the batch that William's friends gave him to add to the chart ink.
The test process was not ideal. When the pale green powder began to change color, Craft, who had a keen sense of hearing, heard a small popping sound.
Adrian may have thought there was something wrong with the heating candle, so he prepared to take a closer look, but Kraft saw an ice crack near the flame that was inconspicuous among the flocculent impurities from a distance.
"Back off!"
He didn't dare to touch the bottle. He only had time to push Father Adrian's overly strong body under the table, and the explosion turned into an explosion.
The bottom of the seemingly solid retort exploded completely, and the hot broken glass caused a blister on the priest's buttocks that had not been tucked under the table. As a result, the priest could only sit on half of the chair for a week.
The next step is to clean up the mess, sweep up the glass fragments on the floor, and clean up the mineral powder. Now I can feel the fine debris under my feet digging into the soles of my shoes. It is best for the priest not to have the habit of feeling the original wooden floor with bare feet.
After this incident, Kraft understood the reason why the alchemist wanted to use pottery whose internal conditions could not be observed.
Although it meets the corrosion resistance requirements, the quality of glass in this era is really not trustworthy under high temperature tests. In comparison, pottery obviously has higher cost performance and performance advantages.
Well, I seem to know why there were such severe chemical burns on that face.
…
"That's roughly it. Before you can make that kind of alchemical potion in the next experiment, you have to customize a piece of pottery. Witcham will take care of it."
In fact, the craftsman was more eager than Kraft, and expected that they would have the finished product within two days.
"When this is over, I want to buy a big ship, a three-masted one." William corked the wine bottle, and the new wine after the improved distillation process was so strong that even he couldn't adapt to it for a while. "What about you? I feel like you
It’s not like you came to this muddy water purely for money. So the alchemy potion itself is very useful to you?”
"Yes, but it's not just useful to me." Kraft admitted generously. There was nothing to keep secret. "As for money, I want to find a place to open a surgery clinic first."
"I thought you were the kind of elegant doctor who is not too involved in menial work." William smiled, "It's the same as swinging a sword, with the same bloodshed and screams, but the opposite purpose?"
"Soon it won't be."
"By the way, since you are the one who found this alchemy potion, you have the right to name it. Have you decided what to call it?"
"Uh..." Choosing a name is not an easy task. Kraft scratched his wet and fallen hair and first ruled out the chemical name.
"Why don't we call it green vitriol? The product will look a bit like oil, so we'll call it green vitriol oil."
"What a weird name, isn't it too simple?"
"You don't understand, many people will thank me in the future." They will not have to curse a difficult-to-remember name on the eve of the exam.