Chapter 58 The Underpants of the Goddess of Destiny
A moment later, Clemont stood in front of a glass shop filled with glass of various colors.
As early as when he came to this world, he discovered that glass had already appeared in this world, and it was developing very well.
Since you are a minister, it must be very hard on your eyes, right? How about getting glasses as a greeting gift?
Thinking of this, Clemont strode into the store.
The glass shop is very large and luxuriously decorated. In addition to the busy shop assistants, a middle-aged woman who may or may not be the boss's wife is lying on the counter writing something. The tip of the quill in her hand is about to hit her face.
Not even aware of it.
Seeing a customer coming in, the middle-aged woman hurriedly walked out from behind the counter.
"Dear guest, what do you need?"
After looking around, Clemont looked at the proprietress in front of him and asked, "Do you have any transparent glass here?"
Hearing Clemont's words, the landlady was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Guest, you have come to the right place. The store just has a batch of that kind of precious flawless glass. How many do you need?"
Compared to colored glass, colorless glass is actually the hardest to fire, and Clemente also understands this.
Two hours later, Clemont walked out of the glass shop with a satisfied look on his face, and behind him, the proprietress wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses waved goodbye enthusiastically.
"Clermont, can these glasses really help people see things clearly again?" Dylan, holding an exquisite gift box, asked curiously.
He had tried wearing these glasses just now, but his vision was blurry and he could not see clearly, so he could understand his boss's excitement and enthusiasm.
"Well, that's right. For people like us who have awakened fighting spirit, the effect of glasses will naturally not be felt, but for ordinary people, this thing is still very helpful!"
Later, after the two inquired about the location of Count Nehemiah Chebman's castle, they hired a carriage and headed straight to the suburbs in the north of the city.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the carriage stopped in front of a very quaint manor. Surrounded by many thorns and roses, the castle standing in the manor looked slightly dilapidated and ancient.
Shortly after explaining his purpose to the guard at the door, a fat middle-aged man strode out of the castle. At the same time, his enthusiastic voice reached the ears of Clement, who was waiting at the door.
"Haha, nephew, you are finally here. Ever since I received your father's letter, uncle, I have been waiting for you these days!"
After hugging Nehemiah, Clemont said sheepishly: "I kept Uncle Nehemiah waiting for a long time. My nephew should have come to visit yesterday, but after finishing the college admissions matters, it was already dark.
It was late, and I was afraid of disturbing my uncle, so I didn’t come over!”
"Haha, no problem, let's go in and talk!"
After being pulled into the castle by Nehemiah and sitting down, Clemont took the gift box from Dylan and handed it to him.
"Uncle Nehemiah, my nephew came in a hurry this time, so I didn't prepare any gifts. Just think of this gadget as a gift for your uncle!"
After receiving the gift box, Nehemiah opened it and looked at it with a smile on his face.
The gift box was packed by the proprietress herself, and inside was a small square box made of lacquered wood. When he opened the box, a strange-looking object appeared in front of Nehemiah.
"My dear nephew, what is this?"
Holding this object inlaid with two pieces of flawless glass in his hand, Nehemiah asked curiously.
"Uncle Nehemiah, these are called glasses. I heard from my father that your eyes have been suffering from a long-term disease and you can't see clearly, so I made them specially for you. Please try them on!"
Looking at Clemont's gestures, Nehemiah put his glasses on the bridge of his nose doubtfully, but the moment he put them on, he stood up with a look of shock on his face.
Although the blurring of his eyes was not serious before and he could still see people clearly within five meters, now after putting on the glasses, his field of vision seemed to be wirelessly magnified and he could see clearly things dozens of meters away.
Clearly.
"My dear nephew, could this be a magic item? How could it have such an amazing effect?"
After regaining his composure, Nehemiah sat back down, caressing the gold frame on the bridge of his nose as if caressing some treasure.
"Haha, Uncle Nehemiah, this thing is made of ordinary glass, not a magic item!"
Clement didn't explain the principle of glasses to him. The principle involved optics, which couldn't be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Moreover, even if he explained it, they probably wouldn't understand it.
"Ordinary things can have such an effect, my dear nephew, you really gave me a big surprise! Come on, come on, uncle, I will have a good drink with you tonight!"
Looking at Nehemiah who was asking the waiter and maid to serve the food, Clemont pondered in his heart.
Through his own observation, this Nehemiah should not be a person with ulterior motives. In addition, due to his father's relationship with him, he should be able to trust him. There would be no problem in letting him take part in this matter.
In fact, when he thought about making glasses, he had already planned his second way to get rich, which was to open a glasses business.
In fact, the majority of people in this world are ordinary people. Although these ordinary people do not have the environment that easily causes myopia like in previous lives, they will always have it if the base is large.
Of course, in addition to myopia glasses, he can also make a variety of sunglasses. The more exquisite and gorgeous the shape, the better. I believe those nobles will be willing to pay for them.
But these are just his ideas. For a product like sunglasses, which he defines as a luxury product, to achieve this effect, in addition to the attractiveness of the product itself, there is an indispensable step.
And this thing is called celebrity endorsement, and for the Ota Empire, the biggest star is none other than the current Emperor Ota, but I can only think about it and settle for the next best thing. Soon, a familiar figure appeared.
in his mind.
After dinner, Clemont told Nehemiah about the idea of glasses. It was not until after listening to Clemont's series of wild ideas that Nehemiah swallowed his saliva and said:
"Are you really sure you can persuade that person? Although that person doesn't care what others think of him, he shouldn't agree to this way of being exposed in front of everyone, right?"
Hearing this, Clemont smiled confidently.
"Haha, Uncle Nehemiah, don't worry about this. Since I have proposed it, there must be a way to convince him. As for the early preparations, I will trouble you! I still need to ask that person about the profit distribution.
Distribution, but don’t worry, Uncle Nehemiah, my nephew will definitely not let you suffer!”
Seeing that Clemont was so foreign, Nehemiah said with a straight face: "Are we still so polite to each other? We don't have to worry about profits. I'm not short of money, uncle!"
Listening to Nehemiah's heroic tone, Clemont shook his head and smiled.
"Uncle Nehemiah, relationships are relationships, interests are interests, one code equals the other! Brothers are still settling accounts!"
"Hey, you brat! You taught me a lesson, okay, okay, then I'll do what you want! Uncle, I just have nothing to do during this period, so I'll go make preparations tomorrow!"
...After Clemont left, Nehemiah looked at the carriage going away, stood at the door and murmured in a low voice: "Enoch, Enoch, what kind of bad luck did you have? Angelina was
I chose you among so many people, and now you have such an outstanding son, did the goddess of fate hand over her underwear to you?"