"Is this the 'factory' you're talking about? This is a construction site." John jumped off the carriage, looked around, raised his eyebrows at Tang Mo and said, "Are you going to use these things to defraud me of a large sum of money?
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"Using deceptive words... this is obviously a bit excessive." Tang Mo waved his hand, and then made a gesture of invitation: "Believe me, if you just look at the appearance, such a person is really too superficial."
"Come on! Come in with me and have a look, and you will know how great the factory I am talking about is." Tang Mo said as he gestured to the doorman to open the door.
In fact, Tang Mo's factory only has a section of courtyard wall, so the symbolic significance of his gate is completely greater than its actual role.
As long as you look into the distance, you can see that the courtyard wall "disappears" not far away, and is replaced by a construction site that looks spectacular.
That's exactly what John did, because he did see the construction site and the workers who were helping to remove the wall bricks.
Because Tang Mo lacks construction materials, workers in Tang Mo have to do things like demolishing the east wall to repair the west wall every day. This section of the courtyard wall was originally several hundred meters long, but now it is only two meters long.
It won't be ten meters away to decorate the facade.
Therefore, walking through the main entrance is actually just a habit that is reluctantly retained to satisfy the sense of ritual. Many workers have actually stepped on the road elsewhere for convenience...
"Although it is a bit crude, this place is about to become the center of future world development. Believe me, John, my friend! Compared to what is being nurtured here, everything you have seen before is nothing!"
He walked leisurely in front, watching a group of children carrying schoolbags passing by. When John saw these children after school walking on the smooth road with steps like a military parade, he suddenly had an illusion - he
There is an army walking in front of you!
To be honest, he had never seen a group of children after school maintain an orderly formation, nor had he seen a group of people who never played or made any noise.
Even the most elite troops cannot guarantee such a state in normal non-training conditions. At this moment, the people standing in front of him were just a group of children.
What surprised him even more happened. After these children saw Tang Mo, they immediately stopped on the roadside. They raised their chins, raised their right hands towards Tang Mo, spread their palms, and pointed their fingertips at
touched his temples.
Tang Mo also raised his right hand and walked through the neat square formation like a general. Although there was no sound during the whole process, the shock to John was really huge.
From this moment on, even if he didn't see the equipment Tang Mo mentioned, he began to believe that there was indeed something here, something that could be described as great or terrifying.
So he no longer dared to look down upon them, and followed Tang Mo, looking seriously at the children standing there like pilgrims.
"Are you training them to become your soldiers?" the elf captain behind John asked curiously, asking Tang Mo who was walking in front.
"No, they are all my students!" Tang Mo explained proudly. He did not lower his voice, but introduced the children loudly: "They are all my proudest students!"
After hearing Tang Mo's words, the children's chins went up even higher, as if they didn't pay attention to John, an elf nobleman, at all. It was as if they were looking at John and others with their nostrils.
It can be seen that they are proud of the education they have received in the past few months and the many strange knowledge Tang Mo has given them.
"I can see that." John nodded and continued to follow Tang Mo past the children. When Tang Mo passed the end of the team, the team began to move forward again.
As a high-pitched voice sounded from among the children, the children continued to march. There was still no noise, and there was still no confusion. The footsteps seemed to be even more proud after being praised by Tang Mo.
Yes, pride, John thought of this word repeatedly - pride. For some reason, he always felt that these children had a little bit of aristocracy in their hearts...
And this time, John confirmed one thing. When these children heard the sound and started to move forward, they all stepped with their left foot first and waved their right hand first. Their movements were uniform.
He stopped talking and followed Tang Mo, walking step by step on the not-so-wide road until he reached Tang Mo's first workshop.
The so-called first workshop is the factory where Tang Mo first mass-produced K1 fast guns. Now, this is still the main production workshop of Tang Mo's K1 fast guns.
Because among Tang Mo's newly built workshops, one is for producing revolvers, one is for producing steam engines, and the third is for producing rails and other supporting parts, so only the first two workshops are for producing K1 fast guns.
This actually explains Tang Mo's attitude towards the K1 Quick Gun from another aspect - this is just a transitional product, and there is no need to invest too much in it.
Of course, the most important function here is that now Tang Mo brings John here to visit, making John willing to pay.
Sure enough, when they heard the roar of the machine and saw dozens of gun barrels being manufactured at the same time, John and the elf captain following John were completely stunned.
Although John was fully mentally prepared before entering the factory, when he saw the steam engine and those complicated transmission mechanisms, his poor little head still shut down.
Yes, his poor head couldn't process the picture in front of him for a while, just like a 710 graphics card challenging the Cyberpunk 2077 game...
He just stood there stupidly, watching the flywheel of the steam engine rotating and the torsion bar reciprocating there.
Finally, after he closed the redundant running programs in his mind and finally allowed the small processor to start controlling his body again, John suddenly looked back at Tang Mo.
"Are you using this machine to produce gun barrels fully automatically?" He asked Tang Mo impatiently, pointing to the steam engine that had broken down twice.
In fact, there is no need for any negotiation skills anymore, because from his voice that has begun to change, you can hear that he will not miss everything in front of him at all.
If he were participating in an auction at this moment, he would never put down the price tag in his hand - this may be the first time in his life that he honestly agrees with spending money like water from the heart to the body.
He even dared to boldly shout out the slogan that he had longed for but never dared to shout easily: "You bid! No matter how much you bid, I will add a gold coin!"
"It doesn't count." Tang Mo felt that he was still a long way from being fully automatic, so he said shyly, a little embarrassed: "Actually, each barrel still needs a worker to control it."
"So... what you said, one of your workers can drill four gun barrels a day, is true!" John suddenly remembered some of the "advertising slogans" Tang Mo had told him before.
"Of course it's true. You saw it...these drill bits have a constant speed and can keep rotating." Tang Mo walked to the machine and pulled a device, and the drill bit detached from the half-drilled barrel.
Entering idling mode: "And you can stop at any time!"
At this time, the captain of the Elf clan standing over there came back to his senses and noticed the wooden shelves placed in the corner specially used to support new guns.
He swallowed a gulp of saliva, because on the stand over there, there was already a row of completed Tang's K1 fast guns placed vertically, and the wood shone with a carefully polished shine.
"You said...this...machine...is also for sale?" John confirmed to Tang Mo uncertainly. Of course he remembered that Tang Mo said that these machines and technologies were for sale, but when he saw these
After getting the things, he really didn't dare to expect such good things.
"Yes, they are all for sale." Tang Mo pointed to his steam engine and laughed loudly along with the roar of the steam engine: "Steam engines! Transmissions! Including machine tool equipment! They are all for sale!"
"Moreover! Their manufacturing technology and production process! They are also clearly marked with prices!" Tang Mo said while shaking his head: "But you don't have that much money anymore! My friend!"
"Go back... and collect everything of value from everyone! Rings, gold teeth, jewelry, necklaces, pocket watches, private property... bills or land deeds... in short, no matter what, anything will do! Then calculate the total price!
"John looked at his subordinate, the captain who had not yet fully awakened his mind: "Do you understand?"
"Ming, I understand." After hearing this order, the captain swallowed again and nodded subconsciously.
"Here! Here you go!" John took off a ring set with sapphire from his finger, and handed it to Tang Mo without hesitation: "400 gold coins!"
He seemed to remember something again, and took out a pocket watch with a solid gold case and exquisite patterns all over it from his pocket: "And this! A treasure from a famous artist! You know this thing is very precise, and it's not cheap to make one.
!300 gold coins! No more!"
"Um..." Seeing that John had a tendency to take off his clothes, Tang Mo felt that his previous excessive asking price was a bit too much to bully an honest person.
When John saw the steam engine, he didn't even bother to bargain. In other words, he still remembered it, but he didn't dare.
He didn't dare to speak, he didn't dare to blaspheme everything that was great in front of him. In fact, he held on and suppressed his strong impulse to worship these things.
In just a few minutes, John was sure of one thing - the rise of the Poplar Kingdom was right in front of him...