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Chapter 116 The Importance of Finance

In order to verify the theory of "obesity causes disease", the master therapist followed Beers Jr.'s weight loss journey alone, and seemed to be planning to record this case.Since coming here, this "sick beauty" has been praised by countless knights, and I don't know how many knights in the future will be heartbroken when they see his true face.

"Good day, Master Owen." Every time this name is mentioned, Cecil can't help but think of Master Obi-Wan in Star Wars, and he must pay special attention not to blurt out, "You came to me for Mr. Bills something?"

Owen still looked polite, and smiled slightly: "Although I really want to see the result, but it's not the case. Mr. Biers is still working hard. I'm here to ask you a question."

Cecil was a little surprised: "What?"

"I lived in Moon City for a while, and found that most people ate ordinary food, including the knights, but few people got sick, and even some minor illnesses healed quickly. I heard that this is what you advocated. Many The food is also made by yourself, if you allow, can you tell me the mystery of it?" Owen said.

Cecil nodded: "This is a very simple question."

Owen made an expression of all ears.

"What are you going to exchange for it?" Cecil is not the same as before. Many things that he takes for granted, changing angles and people are valuable knowledge, and he knows this very well.

Owen's smile didn't change a bit, and he seemed to have expected it a long time ago: "This is a very reasonable request. What do you want?"

"Is there any life-saving thing?" Cecil thought for a while, and said, "Even if half of your leg has stepped into the gate of hell, as long as you eat it, you can be alive and kicking?"

Owen seemed to be holding back his laughter, and after pondering for a few minutes, he said, "Well, I have a Nine Turn Returning Pill..."

"Pfft!" Cecil wanted to hold back, but the interpreter couldn't bear it, "Sorry, the interpreter...cough, there is something wrong with the interpreter magic."

"As long as you eat it, even if you are dead, you can be guaranteed to see the healer alive." Owen handed over the red ball in a good-tempered manner, "There is no need to save it, it only works when it touches the mouth, You can take it with you.”

Cecil was a little surprised by Owen's generosity. After taking it carefully, he found that the thing was warm, elastic, and the feel was very similar to living flesh. When it touched his hand, he actually flicked it!

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something to save people!

Cecil silently put away the "Nine Turns Returning to Dan" and said: "Food... No, not only food, but all things, not only life, but also plants have invisible small creatures, very, very small, Invisible to the naked eye. They secrete an enzyme, which is like acid, which can decompose organic matter... that is, decompose living organisms, such as animals, plants, and corpses, and cause meat to rot, decomposing meat tissue into things harmful to the human body, I call this small invisible creature bacteria. Some bacteria are beneficial to the human body and coexist with the human body, while others can make people sick and die. Most of these small creatures are afraid of fire, so on the one hand they do not eat Rotten things, on the one hand, most of the things that go into the mouth have been sterilized by high temperature, so there is no problem if you eat them.”

After listening carefully, Owen said, "So, can you show me this little creature?"

Cecil was silent for a while, then returned the Nine Turns to Huandan and took it out and handed it back: "Sorry, I can't show it, if I have a microscope, I can, but I can't do it now, and I don't know how to do it, I just know I took out a concave arc on one side of the glass, anyway, I haven't been able to prove this theory yet. It's me, Meng Lang, and I'll return this to you."

Owen showed a look of surprise, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "You can hold it first, let me think about it."

During dinner, Cecil told Langdon about this, and the big cat said indifferently: "You can take it when he tells you to, I've inquired about it, and generally speaking, he's still a person who focuses on healing. "

Cecil took out the Nine Turns Returning Dan: "I always feel that this thing..."

Before the words were finished, Langdon raised his head and took the red pill in lightning speed, saying, "You can't take this, I'll keep it."

Cecil:? ? ?

Probably because Cecil's eyes were too revealing, Langdon said helplessly: "This is a very strange life magic. In theory, it is harmless to ordinary people. The problem is that you can't use it."

Cecil stared at Langdon for a long time without saying a word, until he finally couldn't take it anymore: "This thing copies souls."

"Fuck?" Cecil used a rising tone in this sentence, "Owen said this can save lives."

"This is indeed life-saving. It will slowly copy the soul of the body in normal times to form a spare soul. When you are seriously injured or dead, as long as you eat this thing, it will occupy the body and repair your soul."

Cecil had a chill: "Fuck, isn't this hurting me?"

"If you don't eat this thing, it won't work. Strictly speaking, it is not. It can guarantee that you will survive in any situation, even in the case of death. Physical injuries are easy to treat, but the injuries caused by physical injuries There is basically no way to treat soul damage, so this thing is equivalent to a very effective insurance."

Langdon's explanation made Cecil feel a little relieved: "It seems to be pretty good."

"The problem is that what this thing replicates is the original soul of the body." Langdon said with a hint of helplessness.

Cecil blurted out: "The original soul is gone, copy a ghost!" After he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong, and when he looked up, he met Langdon's eyes full of condemnation, "Uh, I promise I won't say it again Such words. But why did Owen give me this? Did he see something? "

"Possibly, but there is another explanation."

"what?"

"This is the cheapest product of its kind. After all, there may be problems with the repaired soul, and it is not 100% restored to the user before death."

"..."

Nonsense, can it be cheap?Basically just change someone!This world is too scary!

Cecil hesitated for a while to accept the mage. Owen still belonged to the "moderate school" in Langdon's mouth. He concentrated on research and didn't care about worldly affairs. This kind of person could take something every minute and unintentionally trick him. If the other sorcerers have bad intentions, he must be sold and pay for it!

For the next few days, Cecil avoided Owen and found a reason to go to the Newport of the Serlings to choose a site.This place is still in ruins. The Serlings are busy building a wall for the new city with red bricks. They are working in full swing. As a result, Toto Port has received a lot of commissioned business, and everyone is very happy.

Cecil pulled a few old Serling fishermen, and after describing the appearance of the crab, he got a surprised reaction from the fishermen: "Is that thing edible? It's all hard."

"It can be eaten after peeling off the shell. I mainly want to eat crab roe...uh!" Cecil was discouraged when he suddenly thought that the crab would only be yellow when it was in the sweet-scented osmanthus. "Never mind that, let's catch some fish."

Cecil is working on soup dumplings.

Langdon's evaluation of the "ordinary" buns has always worried him. If you want to be amazing in one fell swoop, you must not stop at "ordinary". For future promotion, it must not be too complicated, and it needs to be able to change according to local ingredients. If so, Baozi is really a very suitable variety.

After all, Cecil wants to create a god, and needs a large mass base, not to sell it to make money.

Baozi itself is very simple, and there are buns everywhere in the north and south of China, and various varieties have been developed according to different regions.Soup dumplings are very special, and Cecil happens to be able to make them, but there are no pigs in this place and he can't make skin jelly, so he put his idea on fish jelly.

The old fisherman's movements were very nimble. He stepped on a piece of rotten wood and went out to sea staggeringly. He successfully caught a lot of fish with a rotten hemp rope net. The current fishery resources are inexhaustible and inexhaustible. , There are a bunch of them at random.

Cecil's soup dumplings were made very smoothly. He also distinguished big soup dumplings from small soup dumplings. Except for O'Casey who said that there was an indescribable fishy smell, everyone else praised it. Moyer even praised this thing and his hometown The food is very similar.

To be honest, this evaluation is very disturbing...

The midsummer grassland is full of vitality, especially with the participation of countless young people, Yuecheng is like the heart of the grassland, constantly pumping out fresh blood to bring vitality to the new city.

Yue'ai Avenue has been completed, and the first batch of users are hundreds of surviving Ebo people. Standing at the Luofeng pass and looking at the faint white tower in the distance, their hearts are full of emotion.They were no longer Ebo, Moon City was no longer a nation, Mooshi was nowhere to be seen, and the names of the new gods were not proclaimed.

who are we?

This question is getting bigger and bigger in the minds of Ebo people, and there are also some "new immigrants" who have the same question.These people are usually migrant workers, who are attracted by Yuecheng's good treatment and safe environment, as well as those various jobs, no matter who works hard, they can live a full life with enough food and drink.They brought relatives, friends and neighbors, and many even were nationals of small countries across the Gulf.

When friends ask where these migrant workers go, they gleefully say “Moon City,” and the next question is usually: “Where is that?”

The hired workers froze.

Yes, where is Moon City?Is it a country?Is it civilization?

"It's the stronghold of the Gay Knights." Someone replied.

"Gay guy? Aren't you married? Don't you like men?" Ninety-nine out of ten people will be confused like this.

"No, I am not."

"Then why did you move there? Wait until your employment ends and then move back?"

Generally speaking, the conversation stops here, because the hired workers can't answer. They just follow the most basic human pursuits. However, when the lowest needs are met, they start to think more.

Do I have a future here?who I am?What is mine here?

When this trend of thought was quietly developing in Moon City, Cecil was instructing workers in the tung oil forest to harvest the fruits, and then these fruits would be sent to be squeezed for oil and put into oil lamps to become the latest lighting method for Moon City.The tung oil forest likes light and is not cold-resistant. This area is really suitable. These perennial tung trees grow densely and bear abundant fruit. The workers he brought here are not enough.

While picking fruit, Cecil made an unexpected discovery.

The worker pointed to a place and said, "That's right there, there is a kind of slender and slender tree, which is very hard."

Cecil asked the workers to report anything they saw that they didn't recognize, so as not to miss any discovery. This order was very effective, and he was almost ecstatic when he looked at the large bamboo forest.

In addition to bamboo shoots and bamboo products, the first thing he thought of was the improvement of paper.Since he decided to tie the paper to the four-wheeled carriage, he has been asking the paper mill to find various raw materials to test new paper. So far, although there is relatively hard paper, the finished product is brittle, uneven in color, etc. The problem persists.

The toughness of bamboo silk can solve this problem very well, together with hemp fabric, it basically restores the original papermaking method in ancient China.

Cecil went around the bamboo forest. Since there was a small hill between the bamboo forest and the tung tree, he had just met Danny and was rushing back to Moon City, so he ignored this place.

"How long will it take us to repair the road here?" Cecil asked Ange who was following him.

"Are you asking about the cement road or the rammed earth road?" Ang was as calm as before, but it is said that he and his boyfriend have experienced a difficult time, and Carroll spread the gossip around, and Cecil heard it all. some.

"The rammed earth road is the only way to pave here?" Cecil said after thinking about it.

"I don't know." Ange said bluntly, "It seems to be making a shop."

It's hard for Cecil to say anything, after all, Ange's identity is more like a bodyguard than a secretary.

If only Langdon were here...

Ever since the rare courage was interrupted by Oakes last time, Cecil has been brooding over whether to confess, and it doesn’t need to be formal, just hints, probing, candlelight dinners, outings for two, etc. Cultivate a relationship, don't you?

"Cecil Knight Commander?"

Ange's voice brought Cecil back to reality, he sighed secretly, temporarily put aside distracting thoughts, and rushed back to Moon City to meet the flame goblin.

Kicking open the closed door of the foundry room, his face was almost scorched by the heat wave. Cecil covered his head and face skillfully and shouted: "Make a lamp! Make me an oil lamp! Make it with copper, and ask for the most beautiful shape." !"

The flame goblins who made the four-wheeled carriage chassis assembly line and exploded poked their heads out of each casting room, shouting with exhausted expressions on their faces.

"Flame! Make it into the shape of a flame!"

"Only flames are worthy of light!"

"So be it!"

"By the way, what is an oil lamp?"

"I don't know, oiled lamps?"

Cecil yelled: "Come out first! Come out and talk!"

The fire goblins walked out of the casting room muttering. Many of them had been working without sleep for more than 72 hours. When Cecil heard this for the first time, he deeply doubted that these "Smurfs" would one day sudden death.Due to the terrible order volume of carriages, carpenters are actually not doing much better. The assembly line has been subdivided again and again, and it has been refined to the point where someone's task is to make a wooden stick more than one meter long.

The worker in charge of the wooden sticks said that he had no idea what the thing was made of. After that, he would dream of "thick and long cylinders" appearing everywhere after falling asleep every day.

I suspect you're driving but there's no proof, Cecil thought as he heard the complaint.

"I want to make an oil lamp, look, like this." Cecil drew a rough shape on the sand table, roughly a lady holding a huge plate, "I want this woman to be beautiful, very, very, Very beautiful, understand? So beautiful that people think she looks like a god."

"Then only Vulcan can take on such a heavy responsibility!" A flame goblin said seriously.

Cecil was silent for a second, and said, "I remember Vulcan is a man, right?"

"The appearance of the gods is not for me and other mortals to guess!" Another flame goblin said righteously, "Only the Vulcan can..."

"Make me a beautiful woman!" Cecil now knows how to deal with these little lunatics, just yell, "Anyway, make me a copper beautiful woman, beautiful, human or elf woman , Hurry up! You have three days to finish it, or I will close the foundry!"

Just kidding, Cecil doesn't shut down the foundry anywhere, just to scare people.

Sure enough, the flame goblin started clamoring as soon as he heard it, Cecil turned a deaf ear, turned around and left, and turned back after a few seconds: "By the way, let's make a few more simple lanterns, like this, cylindrical, with a cover on it. When you lift it up, the size should be at least enough for a person to put your hand in, and then there should be a hollow grid on the side, like a fishing net."

The flame goblins went crazy, and they were quite normal when they were explaining the business. They gathered around and looked at it, and then began to ask questions.

"Why do you want to do this?"

"This is an oil lamp. It can be ignited by pouring oil and adding a wick. For long-term lighting, the cover on the top should be able to be lifted. It is a place for refueling and ventilation." Cecil said.

"How is it different from candles?" The flame goblins are also considered old employees. They know very well that this is definitely not a magic product, and they didn't mention magic lamps at all. The only lighting item in this world other than magic lighting is candles.

"It's brighter than a candle, more resistant to burning, has less odor, and doesn't have the weird scream of a candle." Cecil's scalp tingled when he thought of the scream when the candle was lit, "It's very useful anyway."

The flame goblins whispered for a while, and the leader said, "Can we add a Vulcan symbol to this lantern?"

"Whatever." Cecil hurriedly dropped this sentence and left. When he actually saw the finished oil lamp, he regretted why he didn't ask carefully what the Vulcan logo looked like, but that's another story.

At this time, Cecil was rushing to find Russell: "Do we still have money?"

Russell showed a vigilant look: "What are you doing?"

"I have an idea." Cecil's eyes were full of excitement. This is the idea that came to mind when he saw the oil lamp, and he was eager to try it out. "But it may cost a lot, so let's confirm first that we still have the idea." How much money do you have?"

"A lot." Russell's tone was a little uneasy, "After all, according to what you said, all the magic coins were exchanged for metal coins." After a pause, he sighed, "You really don't care about magic. coins!"

Regardless of whether it was introduced by time travel or invented by the local natives, Cecil would like to thank the person who popularized the concept of "finance" for the natives of this world. Tambunita has institutions similar to banks and provides mortgage services.

Cecil mortgaged the neta he earned, eight hundred.

When he proposed this matter, all the leading knights including Langdon opposed it, and Russell even opposed it fiercely: "Magic coins are hard currency, you can't do this!"

"The main function of magic coins is to buy magic items, right? And I don't need magic items, this is not exclusion, I really think so. All our technological inventions cannot be mixed with magic, which will make it difficult to promote, no Is it? Most of the time when we use magic, it is a temporary transition, so for us, ordinary raw materials are more important than magic items, so it is very cost-effective to exchange a small amount of magic coins for a large number of metal coins."

These words did not convince everyone, even Langdon was dubious.

When purchasing ordinary items, magic coins have the trouble of being too large in denomination, inconvenient to use, unable to be found, and resulting in waste. Moreover, the cash flow of metal coins is not enough.

Moon City still has a low tax, or "no tax". This is the common view of migrant workers, Ebo people, and Serling people. The king of the tax must think that the throne is too secure-it's just that the water needs to be charged, and there is no tax when rounding up.

It's not that Cecil doesn't want to collect it, it's because the large commercial businesses are "group owned", there is no need to collect taxes at all. Although some residents have started small businesses, most of them are concentrated in the food, drink and service industries. It is very difficult to collect such taxes. It is easy to directly kill these economic buds.

The largest private business at present is actually Danny's tanning leather workshop. Unfortunately, due to the huge investment in the early stage, his leather workshop still has negative profits so far.

Because of all this, the gay knights found themselves sitting on a lot of magic coins, but no metal coins to spend.

After a "friendly" discussion, Cecil finally persuaded Langdon to take out [-] nitas to exchange on the black market, and Russell took on this important task.

"Do you know what the black market boss looked like when I took out Nita?" Russell said angrily, "He almost thought I was a policeman pretending to be a fishing law enforcement officer."

Cecil held back his smile and said, "How much did you change?"

"300 million." At this point, Russell still couldn't help showing a smug smile, "It stands to reason that it should only be more than 250 million, but, you know, no one would use magic coins to mortgage gold coins, and the boss can't even understand Why did I do this." He paused, "I don't understand, to be honest."

"It's okay, I will understand slowly."

Cecil has always been troubled by the setting of the "country" in this world. If he leaves the scope of the "country", all industrial civilization will return to the original.He made a lot of efforts, tried many methods, and asked everyone who seemed smart, but so far it still has no solution.

Just now, when he saw the street lamp in the shape of a lantern, Cecil suddenly thought of one thing: Can the road be regarded as an extension of the country?

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I really want to write about God Wars quickly...

I found that the girls who left the message know a lot, they don’t know that yeast can be produced on the surface of grapes...(?,,?ω?,,')