《1855 American Tycoon》Chapter 57: Threats
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King Emmanuel II and his party left the barracks at about 3:00 p.m. His Majesty should have been satisfied, judging by his promise to give Bob a gun, but Major Neville was still a bit apprehensive.
Fortunately, the next day, a commendation was sent to Major Neville, signed by King Emmanuel II, and he received it. Along with the commendation came the "better rifle" that the king had promised Bob.
Before the King's promised rifle arrived, Bob guessed that it was probably a precision-fire version of 1857, because in his opinion, where else in the world could there be a better rifle than a precision-fire version of 1857? Bob had also used a precision fire in 1857, but although it was assigned to him, it was owned by the company, and the keeper kept it locked up tight except for maintenance and when it was involved. Because it was a good gun worth $1,500, many Americans don't earn enough to buy one in a year.
The other colleagues, one by one, expressed envy and jealousy toward him.
"Bob, why do I want to beat you up when you've never offended me?"
"Bob, you lucky son of a bitch! After the holidays, you should go to Genoa and find a place to treat us."
"Yes, the best red wine and seafood."
"No problem, no problem." Bob promised.
But by the time the gun was delivered, Bob would find that he had underestimated the generosity of His Majesty the King.
Just by looking at the box containing the gun, Bob knew that what was there was no ordinary rifle.
There was no wooden case for a regular MacDonald 1857 rifle, only a long bag made of rainproof cloth in which the rifle could be packed. Next to the long bag was a small bag containing the muzzle flap - a rubber sleeve that went over the muzzle of the rifle to keep water out - something the Blackwater guards called a condom because it was the same thing as a condom. The precision shooting version of the 1857 rifle had a long wooden case that contained the rifle and scope. The case itself, however, was well made but not particularly decorated.
The present case was different in that it was not a wooden case, but a leather case made of a magnificent leather that Bob did not recognize. The handle of the case and the locking button are gold-plated, which looks high-end and elegant.
"Wow, it's a case made of crocodile skin! Quickly open it and take a look!" As soon as the gun officer left the room, a large number of unseen American rednecks gathered around.
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Bob held his breath, carefully opened the case a crack, and glanced inside, and there was indeed a precision-fire version of 1857. It was only after the case was completely opened and the light from the outside shone in that everyone realized that this precision shooting version 1857 was completely different from the normal precision shooting version 1857.
"Oh my God! It's so luxurious!"
"Oh my God, is this barrel gold-plated?"
"What's that white stuff on the stock? Are those flowers inlaid on the buttstock made of gold?"
"How much is this thing worth?"
"Fifteen hundred!" A voice replied.
"Cut!" Everyone didn't even turn their heads and started arguing in contempt for the fool who said fifteen hundred.
"Are you stupid? The ordinary precision shooting version of 1857 costs $1,500, and this one is still $1,500, you're talking with your head in the sand."
"That's right, who is so stupid, I feel sad for your mother."
Everyone expressed their disdain for the fool who said fifteen hundred, while looking back to see which fool it was, and then, they were frozen: the fool who said fifteen hundred was Scrooge's brother, Carol.
The gun was originally made by the company of His Majesty King Emmanuel II and is the only one of its kind. Bob, you are so lucky that even I am jealous."
"Cost £1,500? Does that mean it will go for more if it's put up for auction? Oh my God! Bob, you're rich!" One guy yelled out loud.
"No, I can't take it anymore, guys, let's do it together and give this kid a good beating!"
"Yes!" A chorus of voices of approval rang out around the room. Some people have even reached out to rub Bob's head.
"No! No! I surrender! I'm willing to pay for defeat!" Bob yelled back.
After a bargaining process, Bob finally signed a series of unequal treaties that humiliated his country, gave several months' wages and bonuses as reparations for defeat, and agreed to a series of unreasonable demands from the Powers, such as going to the most exclusive restaurants, inviting people to spend money in places that catered to men, and even going to the opera house to listen to operas. Other than that, on you, a bunch of American hillbillies, can understand opera?
Although he paid a lot, Bob still made a lot of money overall. But compared to the company, what he earned was nothing. The decision-makers in the Kingdom of Sardinia were very impressed with the performance of the American rifle. With the help of the Rothschilds in the financing, Carroll received a formal order from the government two days later for 10,000 MacDonald 1857 rifles. This deal would bring at least $250,000 profits to MacDonald Infantry Arms! On the other hand, Blackwater Security received a contract to provide training services for 10,000 Sardinian soldiers, which also brought in about $50,000 in revenue. The flood of money began to flow into Scrooge's wallet.
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"It's good to have money!" In the U.S., Shi Gaozhi looked at his newly purchased production equipment and said this to himself.
This time, Scrooge bought not only the equipment to make firearms but also a large number of chemical equipment. Because in his laboratory, there is a can be used to make a lot of money things have been made, Scrooge after research, decided that this thing should be able for industrial production. In Scrooge's mind, this stuff was more important than Blackwater or even MacDonald Infantry Weapons, in the sense that the existence of the two previous companies was more to allow Scrooge to protect it effectively after he took it out.
Such a thing as sulfanilamide! Sulfanilamide is the generic name for a class of drugs that were the first powerful weapons invented in the history of man's battle against disease-causing bacteria. Before sulfa was introduced into the treatment of bacterial infections, especially pneumonia, sepsis, and epidemic encephalitis, mankind was at a loss. War wounds almost invariably caused sepsis! How many people could have been saved if sulfa drugs had been introduced during the war? More importantly, how much money can be made! How much prestige can be made? With such a good reputation as the Buddha of all families, even if you do something bad in the future, you will be ignored by everyone.
In Scrooge's previous life, this drug was only manufactured for medical use in 1937, the year of the outbreak of the war. But the fact is that humans have been making sulfa for much longer than that. Sulfanilamide was made as early as 1908, but it was not used for medical purposes, but as an orange dye.
The medical practitioners of the day discovered sulfonamide in a manner essentially indistinguishable from that of medieval alchemists. Since Ehrlich discovered that certain dyes could kill bacteria in an experiment to stain them, and then after 606 serious screening, a drug was finally discovered that could effectively kill syphilis - diamine-dioxo-arsenical benzene (because it was successful after the 606th experiment, the drug was named 606), and After receiving the Nobel Prize in Medicine in 1908, countless medical doctors or chemists began to experiment with various dyes to kill the bacteria as if by magic. As a result, another German, Gerhard Domak, tried to kill bacteria with a thousand dyes. After trying more than a thousand kinds of chemical dyes, he finally found that a dye called Paramount had a very good killing effect on many kinds of bacteria after entering the human body. However, the strange thing is that it did not kill any bacteria in the test tube. After serious experiments and comparisons, he finally confirmed that the real germ-killing effect was the p-aminosulfanilamide produced by the decomposition of Paramethoxine in the human body. This was produced as a dye in 1908.
In fact, during the time that Gerhard Dormack was conducting the 1,000-plus tests, he was able to produce the dye. While Mr. Gerhard Dormack was conducting a thousand experiments, other doctors and chemists were also making the same attempts. Only they were not as sensitive as Gerhard Cormack. Domek was not as sensitive or simply not as lucky as he was, so they failed to discover the medicinal value of sulfonamide. Scientific research, especially in chemistry, often requires luck.
But Scrooge and they were different, they had no real effective geographic guidance at that time, and they were completely in the dark, just like the gods and goddesses trying a hundred herbs, taking the compounds they could find one by one to experiment, relying on hard work and the favor of the goddess of luck to discover new drugs. (One of my teachers is doing high-temperature superconductivity, according to him, they are also not too far from the goldsmiths.) But Scrooge already knows what works under the conditions, and then carrying out the so-called experimental screening, naturally, is much easier.
Scrooge should blush, because although there are so many favorable conditions, but Scrooge made the most primitive p-aminobenzenesulfonamide. Because of its side effects on the kidneys and stomach, its tendency to cause stones, and the damage caused by allergies, it was replaced by various compound sulfonamides in the mid-to-late 20th century. But what Scrooge has come up with now is still the same thing.
He was well aware of its defects and knew the direction of how to reduce its side effects. However, in this era where there are no antibiotics, is it necessary to care about this? You know, any improvement in this area will require more investment and will only make the cost go up. What's a little side effect, a little harm to the patient, compared to lowering costs and thus making more money?
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