Into Unscientific

  Chapter 34 William's Choice

   Early the next morning, William's house.

  The warm sun in the winter morning jumps mottledly on the branches, falls from the sky and has a long aftertaste, reflecting every dust in the air, and slightly transpiring the cold night into mist.

   Today is the first day of a new week, and William Escue is not prepared for too much work.

   Taking advantage of the warm and comfortable morning sun, he moved his old recliner outside,

   Squinting his eyes, wearing a blackened blanket, he rarely enjoyed some leisure time.

  However, he hadn't been comfortable for a long time, and in a daze, he heard a loud sound in his ears—to be precise, it was the sound of a fence being smashed open.

  Everyone knows about fences. No matter whether it is a foreign country or a local country, it can’t last long in the face of brute force cracking. It’s just that most people don’t do this kind of thing under normal circumstances.

  It is broad daylight now, even if there are thieves and thieves, they will not run to the door at this time, so in a trance, there is only one thought in William Escu's mind:

   Oh my god, it can't be the Dutch calling here, right?

  1665 was in the middle of the famous Anglo-Dutch War. John Bull and the Netherlands fought a total of four major wars and countless small battles.

  Although Woolsthorpe is located inland, if it is not in order, what squad will sneak in to harass the enemy's rear?

  Thinking of this, William Escu subconsciously let out a low growl.

  He was about to get up and run to the cowshed to use a cow dung stick to be Lu Bu, when a face that was so excited that its facial features were deformed, but its eyebrows and voice were very familiar:

   "Uncle William, Uncle William! Wake up! Wake up!"

   Seeing this situation, William Escu's head went down for a few seconds, and then his voice suddenly rose:

   "Little Isaac? Are you also a traitor to Great Britain?"

   "?"

   There was a trace of doubt visible to the naked eye on Maverick's face, but he quickly put it behind him. He gently pulled William's sleeve and said in a low voice:

   "Uncle William, let me tell you, we are going to get rich!"

   Being pulled by the Mavericks, William also came to his senses. He frowned and asked:

   "Little Isaac, what happened?"

   Mavericks did not answer him directly, but looked around vigilantly, raised his chin and looked at the room:

   "Uncle William, let's go in and talk."

   "What are you doing?"

  William glanced at Maverick without knowing it, then at Xu Yun who was following him holding a package, and hesitantly put them into the house:

  “.Forget it, come with me.”

  As soon as he entered the room, Maverick rushed to the window, and with a swipe, he lowered a somewhat broken curtain.

   Then he didn't chatter with Lisa in a rare way, and pulled Xu Yun straight to the table where he had eaten earlier.

  At this time, apart from Xu Yun, Mavericks, William, Lisa and Mrs. William, only Lilani was present among the remaining three sisters.

   It is worth mentioning that compared to last time, this brat seems to be a little more well-behaved, at least there is not much mud on his face.

   Then Xiao Niu put Xu Yun's package on the table, quickly took out a few pieces of baked potatoes, dipped them in sauce, and handed them to William and the others:

   "Uncle William, you try this first, Aunt, Lisa, Lilani, you also come and try."

  William took the potato, put it in front of his nose, and shook his nose a few times:

   "What is this, strawberry jam?"

   Mavericks shook his head and gave him a pass:

   "You'll know when you try it."

  William hesitated a little when he saw this, but out of trust in the calf, he finally ate the half potato.

  The potatoes were just taken out of the stove by the calf not long ago. Although the temperature dropped a little along the way, under Xu Yun's deliberate protection, they were still warm and suitable for cooking.

  As soon as the sticky potatoes entered the mouth, William's taste buds felt a wonderful taste of sweet and sour.

  This taste is not as refreshing as mint, but it can't help but make people feel a little happy, and the appetite is instantly opened.

  William seemed to be holding the potato with his left hand and lips uncontrollably. Before the brain made the next stage of feedback, he pushed and bit, and swallowed the whole potato.

   Then he chewed the potatoes mechanically like this, staring blankly at his fingers, which were still stained with a little bright red sauce.

   After a while, he looked at the calf and asked:

   "Little Isaac, what is this?"

  The Mavericks didn't keep it up this time, he touched Lilani who was licking his fingers, and said:

"ketchup."

   The ketchup Mavericks mentioned is not ketchup, but a transliteration of ketchup, so William immediately understood the raw material of this thing, and whispered:

   "Tomato? God, isn't that stuff poisonous?"

   After speaking, he stepped forward, intending to stop Lilani's follow-up behavior.

   Seeing this situation, Xu Yun, who had been prepared for a long time, smiled slightly, stepped forward, and repeated what he had said to Mavericks before.

  As mentioned before, William is also a graduate of Cambridge University, and he obtained a degree in natural sciences.

  According to the degree of education popularization in 1665, it is almost equivalent to a doctor who graduated in 985 in later generations.

  Combined with some knowledge from his fortune in the past few years, William was quickly led by Xu Yun to the same thinking as Mavericks before, and he was successfully persuaded.

"ketchup?"

  William glanced at Lilani who was gnawing on potatoes dipped in tomato sauce, and asked Xu Yun:

   "Mr. Fat Fish, you mean this is a special sauce from the East, would you like to share its recipe with us?"

  Xu Yun nodded, looking at him calmly:

   "Yes, this is a sauce developed by a chef named Yuan Zhou in the East. It is very simple to prepare. If Mr. William is willing, we can partner in this business."

  William took a deep look at this young man from the East, with doubts still on his face:

   "Mr. Fat Fish, since you have mastered such a technology, why don't you choose to do it yourself?"

   "Of course it's because of my friendship with Mr. Newton."

  Xu Yun patted his chest, put on an expression of me and the calf, then sighed, and said:

   "According to the current situation of the Black Death in London, I'm afraid I will have to stay in Woolsthorpe for a while, and I can't get in touch with my parents for the time being. I can't stay here for nothing, right?

  In addition, the market for ketchup is definitely not small, and it may even be European-grade, but its copying cost is too low to be a monopoly.

  If I choose to go it alone, I'm afraid there will be a lot of imitations on the street before I can sell it to Grantham.

  Instead of making less money by yourself, it is better for everyone to work together to find a way to strive to earn more guineas during the cracking technology window period. "

  After saying this, Xu Yun looked at William calmly and stopped talking.

  His explanation is true or false, not all lies, not all facts.

  The fake part is naturally the reason for showing the technology, and the real part is his judgment on the copy market.

  At present, in the UK—or in other words, all European countries except Italy and Spain, the biggest barrier to the production of tomato sauce is not the formula, but the inherent concept that tomatoes are poisonous.

  The method of making tomato sauce is actually very simple. You only need to cook and mash the tomatoes first, then add sugar, salt and blending oil (Xu Yun used butter at the beginning), and slowly stir according to a certain ratio.

  This kind of technology is not so outrageous that it can be deciphered in a day or two, but it only takes two weeks.

   After all, if it is really a complicated craft, Xu Yun can't do it so easily, can he?

  Once the perception of tomatoes as poisonous starts to change, ketchup will be everywhere in a matter of days.

  Like local Liangpi, the national Liangpi market is definitely not small, but have you seen any person or company monopolizing it?

  In some small counties, you can even see "Shaanxi Liangpi" speaking the local dialect.

   This is the inevitable result of the absence of technical barriers, and it is also one of the reasons why Xu Yun chose tomato sauce:

   The taste of ketchup is innately compatible with Europeans, but due to the short copy window, the time to make money is relatively limited.

  In this way, the living conditions of Mavericks and William's family can be improved, and the trajectory of Mavericks' future life will not be skewed.

  Switch to other things that have technical barriers—such as soap or airplane cups.

  The line of sight returns to the house.

  Looking at the ketchup in front of him, William thought for a while and said:

   "Mr. Fat Fish, I have no objection to doing business together, but the specific share ratio"

   "Mr. William."

   Just as William was about to discuss the distribution of benefits, Xu Yun suddenly interrupted him:

   "Mr. William, we can talk about the ratio of sharing later, because we still lack one person, an indispensable partner."

  Hearing this, William and Mavericks looked at each other and asked together:

"who?"

   "You want to."

  Xu Yun pointed to the ketchup on the table and explained:

   "For people like you two who have read books, you have to be guided to figure out the reason why tomatoes are 'deadly', so what about ordinary people?

  Based on the knowledge reserves of those common people, I am afraid that they don’t even understand the reaction that acid can dissolve lead. How do you persuade them to buy tomato sauce?

   Just because the taste meets your preferences? This is obviously impossible, no one wants to die for a little delicious food. "

  Xu Yun looked at the two thoughtful people in front of him, smiled and spread his hands:

   "So we must find someone who is highly respected and can gain the trust of others with the simplest words, such as."

   "Pastor Arlin of San Tidodia Church."

Note:

  I heard that yesterday suddenly a bunch of place names were shortened into pinyin abbreviations. In some books, the protagonist is called Li (Luo) (Yang). As a result, all readers see is Li LY, which is really tragic.

   Yesterday and the day before yesterday were double shifts, and today I had a single shift, with a body temperature of 37.7, and another day of injections

  (end of this chapter)