Magic Industrial Age

If Loy couldn't understand the magic pool, he was very familiar with the Universal Power Engine and the spinning machine.

This part, apart from the mysterious magic inscriptions, was actually all about mechanical transmission.

In another world, that's how they played it at the beginning of the Industrial Revolution!

Loy, well, actually Deep Blue had observed carefully, basically one Universal Power Engine could make ten spinning machines operate quickly.

And in the entire workshop, there were five Universal Power Engines, arranged to run forty-eight magic spinning machines.

That's right, forty-eight machines, and two were broken and being repaired, with several people tinkering around them.

In fact, Cano's job, which is said to be maintaining magic machinery, mainly involves the maintenance and repair of spinning machines and Universal Power Engines.

As for the magic pool, that was too high-end. If there was a problem, it would cost a lot of money to hire someone from the manufacturer or the magic tower.

Seeing that it was getting late, there was no sign of stopping work in the workshop, obviously there were many orders in hand, and they were working overtime!

It's just that I don't know why the business is doing so well, and they are in such a hurry to find investors?

Of course, this thought flashed through Loy's mind and was thrown out, no way, this is not what he cares about.

What he cares about is whether the purpose of this trip has been achieved!

"Deep Blue, Deep Blue, stop playing dead, talk!"

Deep Blue's mechanical voice sounded in Loy's heart: "One good news, one bad news, which one does the master want to hear?"

"Stop beating around the bush, speak properly!"

"The good news is that your idea has merit, but you still can't get around the magic machinery!"

This time, without Loy urging, Deep Blue paused and immediately explained: "Back then, in order to show off, you did scan a lot of books, including many about machinery.

In terms of data, the storage module is actually full!

Here, some mechanical knowledge can also be used, but the energy part must be connected to the magic circle and must conform to the rules of magic."

"If you want to do mechanical design, even if you have my storage module, you must be proficient in the knowledge of magic machinery.

Otherwise, your so-called design, your so-called rationality, are all unreasonable and inapplicable. This is a hard condition and cannot be changed!"

Loy asked: "Then is there no way to be flexible, for example, I find a formal mage who is proficient in magic machinery to cooperate.

I take some design drafts and let him help add the magic circle part, is that feasible?"

"In theory, it is feasible, but it requires extremely tacit cooperation, and the inscription of the magic circle also has various requirements. The design you come up with will inevitably be greatly modified.

Even if this problem is solved, the most important thing is trust!

You have to find a formal mage who you can trust, instead of working for others!"

"This?"

Loy thought for a while and had to say: "In any case, it can be considered a way!"

……

An hour later, the sun completely set and the sky darkened.

Because of the waste gas emitted by the factory, the night sky was even darker, without a trace of starlight or moonlight.

A carriage was driving on the road, and the further away it was, the clearer the sound of the rumbling wheels became.

Loy was not sitting in the carriage, but found a seat next to the butler Hoover.

He turned his head to look at the Champs Elysees Magic Textile Factory, looking at the brightly lit place, gradually moving away.

To be honest, having traveled to a world with gods and magic, it's a bit strange to see such a big factory!

"Young Master Loy, can you tell me how your inspection of the magic equipment went?" Old Hoover's voice came from the side:

Hearing this, Loy finally turned his gaze back, turned around, organized his words, and said: "In my opinion, Senior Cano is doing a good job. The whole set of magic spinning machines may have some minor problems, but the core parts are fine!"

Speaking, he also asked his own doubts: "In my opinion, this Champs Elysees Magic Textile Factory should be operating fairly well, why are they in such a hurry to attract investment?

Is there something wrong with this?"

"Young master has good eyes!"

The old butler praised, then looked up at the sky. After really not finding any starlight, he pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.

He took out an oil lamp from the corner of the carriage, lit it, put on the windshield, and hung it on the roof.

I saw the hazy light dispelling the darkness around, although it was not very bright, it could vaguely illuminate the road ahead, better than nothing!

"Drive!"

With a shout, the carriage moved again, like a moving light in the boundless darkness.

Only then did Butler Hoover speak again: "There are not a few magic textile factories in Oakland City, but Champs Elysees is a unique existence.

Not only because it is recognized as the first textile factory and is recognized by everyone, but also because its quality is the best and is highly praised.

However, because of its scale, the output has not been able to increase.

Until a few months ago, a wealthy merchant came to the door and signed a large order for overseas sales, and the price given was extremely considerable.

That Mr. Maruna was tempted. Finally, the two parties signed a contract and made a notarization in the Temple of the Commercial Goddess Waukeen."

Loy was a little puzzled: "Since the Lady of Wealth is supervising, they shouldn't break the contract, right?"

"That's what they say, but the payment date for the signed contract is a bit long, and we have to wait for the fleet to return.

And Champs Elysees Magic Textile Factory originally borrowed a large sum of money from Habbs Bank, and this purchase of spinning machines and raw materials cost a large sum of gold thalers."

"In other words, their capital chain is about to break?"

Loy summarized in one sentence, but immediately felt that something was wrong.

He asked: "This Mr. Maruna is also a good dancer and has been operating in Oakland City for many years. It shouldn't be difficult to find someone to borrow from, right?

Moreover, the investment in the magic pool is huge, even if it is a miniature one, it is an extremely considerable wealth. Does this factory director have any backing?"

This time, Old Hoover was really surprised. He never thought that his seventeen-year-old young master would have such insights.

He looked at Loy several times before explaining: "According to my inquiries, Maruna is naturally backed by the Marquis family.

They belong to the old nobles of the Habbs Empire. Although they only have the title of Baron, they have also been glorious.

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However, recently this Baron was reprimanded by His Majesty the Emperor and is very uncomfortable. Naturally, the originally very simple borrowing matters are also avoided."

After a pause, he added: "According to my guess, the order from that big businessman should also be a game set up by someone. The order is real.

However, it is also true that the capital chain of Champs Elysees Magic Textile Factory is broken, in order to swallow the textile factory in one bite.

There should also be a struggle between nobles involved!"

Loy sighed: "In this case, this Mr. Maruna is a bit desperate."

"Why do you say that?"

"People like us, at first glance, can't afford it!"

"No, Mr. Maruna is not stupid. He is not looking at you and me, but at the Raymond family behind us."

Butler Hoover said with a smile: "There is a saying that the affairs of nobles must be solved by nobles.

What Champs Elysees lacks now is not just funds, but also a backstage that can speak. When I come to the door, he will naturally be more willing than anyone else!"

Loy finally understood something. He turned his head and looked carefully at the old butler.

The lights of the carriage were not very bright, and even swayed with the rolling wheels, shining on the old butler's old face, swaying light and dark, and could not see clearly.

The air fell into silence, and neither of them spoke, as if they both had a lot on their minds.

After a long time, Loy took the lead to speak: "Butler Hoover, you actually hope to facilitate this deal, right?"

"Yes!"

Old Hoover did not deny it. His eyes were bright: "Since the Earl sent me to Oakland City, I have watched it change little by little, and it has become a bit unrecognizable to me.

That magic machinery is really magical, and it can increase production efficiency several times. I have carefully calculated that if I intervene in the business of Champs Elysees Magic Textile Factory at this time, it will definitely be a profitable business.

Even if these cloths cannot be sold in the end, they can be sent back to the territory without losing money.

Even if the factory collapses, as long as the whole set of magic pool and spinning machines are transported back to the territory, it will be a big profit!"

Loy asked again: "Butler Hoover, when did you have this idea? Before I asked you for help, or after?"

Old Hoover was even more frank: "Since the Earl sent me here, I naturally have to observe the situation in the city. As for this Champs Elysees Magic Textile Factory, it was actually specially selected by me!"

"So, what do you want me to do?"

"Write a letter to the Earl, and explain the situation here clearly. As for whether to do it specifically, how to do it, it is up to the Earl to decide!"

"Write a letter?"

Loy nodded, indicating that he knew, but he did not respond for a long time. Only when the outline of the Prosperous Estate appeared in the dark distance did he say: "Old butler, I know the matter.

However, you also know my identity, so allow me to consider it, can I?"

"As you wish, young master!"

The conversation ended here, and neither side spoke again.

And Loy, looking at the dark distance, breathing the cold air, also thought of his own damn life!

That's right, he is actually a noble illegitimate child!

This chapter ties everything together. In fact, everyone has their own calculations, and no one is a fool!