Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 194 Chapter 194 Good things

Just as Tang Mo finished writing the reply, Garza knocked on Tang Mo's door excitedly.Tang Mo happened to fold the letter in his hand and put it in the envelope: "Garza, just right! Your father is still thinking about you. In Roger's letter, ask him to ask you about your recent situation."

"Me? I'm fine." The Garza kid said to Tang Mo with a smile, "The homework is very good, and I'm learning swordsmanship with Master Weiss recently."

"Well, that's not bad. I also said in the letter that you have been doing well recently." Tang Mo looked at the former apprentice, and found that he had grown to a height of about 1 meters in a year.

The food of Bunas was really too good, which made this shriveled little boy visibly fatter.

"That's right." Tang Mo sealed the letter with his own sealer, and casually asked Garza who came in to look for him, "What's the matter you came to find me?"

Garza recalled his purpose of coming here, and immediately announced the good news to Tang Mo: "My lord! The plant you want... I found it!"

"Huh? What kind of plant?" Tang Mo asked people to go around to collect seeds of various plants, hoping to find a way to breed hybrid crops, so he couldn't remember for a while, what kind of seeds were found.

In fact, Tang Mo didn't need to think too much, Garza explained: "On a merchant ship that came to us recently, there was an old sailor. There was a kind of plant in his hometown. After drying, it was ground into pieces and lit with fire. It can be inhaled in the mouth, and I heard that after getting used to the weird smell, it will be very comfortable.”

"What kind of plant does he have?" Tang Mo was taken aback for a moment, then asked ecstatically.

Garza nodded immediately, and said affirmatively, "Yes, and a lot."

"A lot?" Tang Mo became even happier. He even felt that he must have committed a cigarette addiction now.

"Yes, in his hometown, many people have the habit of swallowing the smoke of this plant after it is ignited. Every time he goes home, he will bring a lot of this thing out, and when he is bored at sea, he will light it up and smoke it." Garza continued to nod. Answered Tang Mo's question.

"Did you bring something?" Tang Mo asked quickly without pausing for half a second.

Garza nodded again, and answered Tang Mo's question: "Yes, there are dried leaves and ground powder."

"Bring it here for me to see! Go! It would be great if it's what I'm looking for." A smoker who had been looking for cigarettes for more than a year finally found a store selling cigarettes. Now Tang Mo felt that he had finally It's a little hopeful.

Tang Mo has always been looking for tobacco, which is a habit for him, and tobacco is also a profitable industry.

Someone once joked that if more than one billion people smoke a pack of cigarettes, the country will have funds to build aircraft carriers.Although this is a joke, it also illustrates the huge profits in the tobacco and alcohol industry.

Unlike wines that involve food, the cultivation of cigarettes and tea hardly takes up fertile land, so there will be no conflicts over land.

At present, when the food self-sufficiency rate is not too high, cigarettes and tea are definitely more worthy of investment and promotion than wine making.

Of course, before the promotion, what Tang Mo needed was to use this kind of thing to comfort his empty and lonely heart.

Afterwards, he saw the old sailor and the plant that he was carrying.As he guessed, this thing is tobacco leaves, which is what he has been thinking about day and night.

"I'm very glad that you can donate these things. This is exactly what I need." Tang Mo nodded, put those tobacco leaves and broken tobacco leaves on his desk, and nodded to the old sailor.

The other party was also very surprised, because he had never seen anyone outside his hometown who was obsessed with this kind of thing.

In fact, these outsiders don't even know what this thing is called, let alone ask what it does or what it is used for.But the young man in front of him seemed to take these worthless grass leaves very seriously.

"This is the reward you deserve." Tang Mo gestured casually, and Garza understood it, and handed him a gold coin in his pocket.

For a sailor, one gold coin is already quite a reward, so the old sailor's face was full of joy.

"Next time you come here, bring the seeds of things! If possible, I also want live plants. Tell your captain, I will buy these things from you..." Tang Mo picked up some grass leaves , laying it sideways on a piece of white paper that had been cut out, and said without raising his head.

"One ship of these, exchange for 500 gold coins! You are innocent... Do you understand? Of the 500 gold coins in this ship, 200 of them are yours. I will help you and your captain understand...you also Don't play tricks, if you change the boat, you might be thrown into the sea halfway." Tang Mo rolled up the white paper carefully, as if he was holding a gold bar.

"Ming, I see..." The sailor naturally knew that what Tang Mo said was actually true, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, put away his greedy little thoughts, nodded and said.

"The sea is a good place..." Tang Mo waved his hand, and Garza immediately led the old sailor out of Tang Mo's room.

Tang Mo continued to roll the cigarettes one by one, until he used up all the fines of the tobacco leaves, and then stopped.

He gathered the welding fumes that he had rolled by himself, and put them aside as treasures.

Then, he suddenly remembered something, pulled out a blank piece of paper from his side, and quickly drew something on it.

He drew very carefully and seriously, and even sketched a black and white sketch next to it with great interest.

Although the painting technique is not very good, but the effect is not bad - he was an old smoker back then, and he often copied his cigarette case on some straw paper in his spare time.

So he still has a fresh memory of this thing, and he even remembers the details of it clearly.

This metal cigarette box is in the form of a clamshell, and a row of cigarettes can be placed inside.Tang Mo also used to put a small blade inside to defend himself or deal with emergencies such as accidents.

After drawing this small cigarette case, Tang Mo continued to lean over his desk and began to draw a lighter - there must be no lighters in this world, but the principle of a lighter is actually very simple.

As a raw material for the lighter, Tang Mo already had kerosene in his hand.And flint is not a rare item, so Tang Mo's factory can definitely get a simple ignition device easily.

As for how to solve the airtightness of the lighter, in fact... there is no need to solve it at all.The most famous ZIPPO lighter in the United States is actually a model of oil leakage.

Putting the cigarettes he rolled in the corner of the drawer, Tang Mo walked to the noisy workshop with two drawings.

He handed the blueprint he drew to Matthews who was discussing with Parker how to improve the Maxim machine gun, and shouted loudly to his technical backbone, the dwarf old man: "Matthews! Look at these two things Take a look, can you do it?"

"There's nothing wrong with that." The old dwarf looked at the cigarette case drawn by Tang Mo, handed the drawing to Parker with disdain, and then looked at another structural drawing of a lighter.

Looking at the ignition dial and the simple airtight structure, the old dwarf looked at Tang Mo again, and said with admiration: "This thing is very delicate! Master! If it came out a few years earlier, it could become the standard equipment for artillery !"

"It seems that you can make it?" Tang Mo doesn't care how useful this thing is to the artillery now. He only cares about when he can have his own Zippo lighter.

The old dwarf put the drawing on the table beside him, and said disdainfully: "Leave it to me! Master, I probably know the function of these two things. That is a simple small box that can hold things. This is An ignition device. I'll fix it for you, don't worry."

"I'm in a hurry." Tang Mo added.

"Two hours at most, I'll send it over." Matthews promised confidently.

Soon, Tang Mo saw two items sent by Matthews in his office. To be honest, when he saw these two items for the first time, he was immediately stunned by their exquisite workmanship.

It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful cigarette box—it was embossed with metal, which looked very exquisite.

Because of the use of two layers of metal, this thing is heavy to hold in the hand, the box inside is perfectly stitched, and the outer layer of metal is beaten with rough techniques to create an exquisite shape, which brings a strong beauty to people. .

Tang Mo rubbed his hands on the rolling vine relief on the box, his eyes fixed on the half wolf's head protruding from the center of the box, his face was full of satisfaction.

As a traditional blacksmith, Matthews is really proficient in this kind of modeling design.

And when Tang Mo saw the Zippo lighter, he was even more shocked by Matthews' aesthetics.

It is also a relief, this time what Matthews created is a logo of Datang Group, Tang Mo's family emblem - dragon totem.

Frankly speaking, Tang Mo never imagined that Matthews could make smoking so ritualistic.He liked these two objects so much that he even had an unreal magical feeling.

He took out the cigarettes from his drawer and put them one by one in the cigarette case.And Matthews watched quietly from the sidelines, waiting for Tang Mo to use his inventions to change the world again.

When Tang Mo finished everything, he put the remaining cigarette between his fingers, and rubbed the lighter that had just been filled with kerosene with the fingers of his other hand.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the flap of the lighter was flipped open, and the flint was rubbed to make a pleasant clicking sound.

(End of this chapter)