America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 415 When it's time to krypton gold, krypton gold is needed

Edison didn't notice Tesla's change, but turned around and continued to chat and laugh with little Astor.

Tesla was stunned.

He really doesn't know what American humor is.

Edison had promised him that if he could improve these thirty-odd generator sets, he would be given fifty thousand dollars as a reward.

That day, he thought he had gained the trust of the person in front of him.

But the facts proved that he was being played like a monkey.

This made him feel extremely humiliated.

Flying across the sea by myself, I came here from Europe just to realize my ideal.

But now.
The Serb bit his lip, lowered his head, his eyes resting on his feet.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Tesla raised his head and found a yellow-skinned young man who was not as old as him, looking at him with a smile.

"It's okay, everything will pass. Excellent aliens will inevitably be jealous and rejected." Chen Jianqiu comforted in a low voice.

Tesla looked at him with a dazed look in his eyes.

"Mr. Chen! Why don't you continue to visit my power plant?"

Edison's voice came from the front, and he and Little Astor had already reached the periphery of the unit of the power plant, where several large light bulbs hung.

"Well, come right away."

Chen Jianqiu turned his head and replied, and then continued to talk to Tesla.

"Where do you live now? I'll see you tomorrow afternoon."

"I'm currently living in a lab just outside of New York City."

Tesla replied.

Although he didn't know why he told the Chinese in front of him.

Maybe it's because of what he said just now.

The next morning, Chen Jianqiu held a meeting at the International Gunpowder Association.

During this period of time, the International Gunpowder Association has been developing and growing rapidly.

Chen Jianqiu fulfilled his promise, shared the patented technology of smokeless gunpowder with members, and provided them with material import support for saltpeter.

Of course, in terms of raw materials, Chen Jianqiu has already made a fortune.

The old American Gunpowder Association headed by DuPont is losing market and members rapidly.

They are also trying to transform, but they have fallen behind, being overwhelmed by Chen Jianqiu and the others.

However, the American Gunpowder Association still has a certain foundation in the old black powder market.

Like the military.

As the saying goes, centipedes are dead but not stiff.

The battle between the two associations continues.

However, the bloody fight on both sides still attracted other hunters.

There was also news at the meeting.

This information comes from the Frontier Detective Agency.

Given the split in the gunpowder market and the salivation over the profits of the gunpowder industry.

Resource giant Rockefeller began eyeing this market.

He has absolute advantages in upstream resources and funds.

This crocodile who smelled blood was always ready to find an opportunity to intervene forcefully and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Most of the members of the association looked worried, and they began to talk about it.

They can see the current strength of the Standard Oil Trust, and they can vividly see the fate of those small companies during the industry integration.

If Rockefeller really took a fancy to the gunpowder market, he would definitely use it to deal with them as he did in the oil industry.

By that time, their good days may really be over.

However, Chen Jianqiu looked calm and composed at the meeting.

"I played against him in New Mexico, and we were [-]-[-]."

This sentence temporarily suppressed the discussion in the meeting.

The members of the association know more or less about Chen Jianqiu's family history.

Strictly speaking, this sentence is not a big problem, but there still seems to be something wrong.
But looking at Chen Jianqiu in the main position, he looked confident.

He must have had a plan to deal with it.

The last agenda item of the meeting was to discuss the development of the international market.

This matter is the promise Chen Jianqiu made when he founded the association.

The Kingdom of Great Britain is at its peak and is busy searching for resources in overseas colonies;

The French Third Republic quickly recovered from its defeat in the Franco-Prussian War;
The German Empire is eager to consolidate its hegemony in continental Europe, while at the same time challenging the cake division of the overseas colonies of the old empires.

Russia, Austria-Hungary, Italy and other European empires also have their own plans and are gearing up.

This is actually a good opportunity.

However, firstly, these countries in Europe have their own complete military industry systems, and secondly, equipment innovation often affects the interests of some people.

Therefore, the effect of the association in developing the European market is not good.

The members had little interest in this, and after discussing it for a while, they did not come to a result.

That's the end of the meeting.

Chen Jianqiu didn't seem to be thinking about the last item on the agenda either.

After a simple lunch, he rode his horse and hurried to Tesla's laboratory in the suburbs.

The laboratory is located in a low shed.

From a distance, it looks like an ordinary warehouse, not very eye-catching.

The reason why Chen Jianqiu was able to find it was because the Serbian was already waiting for him at the door.

"As expected, you did not break your promise, sir." Tesla greeted him.

Chen Jianqiu got off his horse.

The black radish ran out for a stroll as if she was having fun.

"Your horse ran away, sir." Tesla looked at the black carrot galloping away, and reminded a little worriedly.

"Oh, it's okay, it'll come back when it's had enough fun." Chen Jianqiu walked towards the door of the house.

The furnishings in the laboratory are quite simple, with various parts and coils piled up everywhere.

If it weren't for the few things that looked like generators in the middle.

Chen Jianqiu thought he had come to the auto repair shop.

"This is the laboratory that Edison gave you?" He folded his hands behind his back, looking at the so-called laboratory, "Didn't you have an assistant?"

Tesla stood there, a little embarrassed:

"Well, Mr. Edison's R&D team is mainly in the small town of Menlo Park, New Jersey. He has an invention factory there. There are about 14 core team members, including mechanics, physicists, and engineers."

"You mean, Edison is only responsible for thinking of ideas now?" Chen Jianqiu picked up a gear on the table.

"He didn't even graduate from primary school," Tesla blurted out, but found that it didn't seem appropriate, and held back, "Um, actually, he's a very hardworking person."

"It means that he has no talent, so let's work hard." Chen Jianqiu raised his head.

He finally understood why Edison said that famous line:
Genius is 1% inspiration plus 99% sweat, but that 1% inspiration is the most important, even more important than the 99% sweat.

The first half of the sentence is because he is really not very smart, and the second half of the sentence is to flaunt his credit for coming up with ideas.

Tesla didn't dare to speak anymore, he was afraid that Chen Jianqiu would "translate" his words again.

But Chen Jianqiu was a little bit reluctant:
"Aren't you on that team?"

"Well, I was there at the beginning, but Edison doesn't like my research very much now, so he let me come here." Tesla took Chen Jianqiu to shuttle among the coils and generators.

Pointing to a half-dismantled generator on the ground, he said to Chen Jianqiu:

"This is the AC generator I'm working on, because the transmission loss of direct current is too large, and the transmission distance is not far, but the impact on high-voltage alternating current will be very small."

"As long as the voltage is stepped down through the transformer at that time, it will be fine."

Tesla looked at the generator on the ground.

"I'm improving this high-frequency alternator now to find the right frequency, which will make it more efficient."

"In my personal opinion, alternating current is the future."

"I think so too." Chen Jianqiu rested his chin in his hand, thoughtfully.

"Lovely Mr. Dickson doesn't think so." Tesla sighed. "He thinks alternating current is too dangerous."

Chen Jianqiu made no further remarks.

Edison thought, probably not the case.

"By the way, how much does Edison pay you for a month?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"$18 a week," Tesla replied.

"It's too low. The average employees in my company are taller than this." Chen Jianqiu shook his head, tongue-tied.

He looked at Tesla:
"How about this, I will fund and build your own company for you. I will not ask anything in the process of your invention. The patent right also belongs to you. You pay yourself a salary. How about it?"

Different from the American businessmen at that time, Chen Jianqiu made a condition and never searched and searched.

Since it's an S card, it's time to krypton.

But this style of doing things brings a problem, that is, the person concerned may suspect that he is a liar.

Tesla looked at Chen Jianqiu suspiciously.

This condition is a bit too good, right?
"It doesn't matter if you have more money or less money, the most important thing is to realize the ideal of popularizing AC power to mankind." Chen Jianqiu added.

Those who are short of money will give him money, and those with ambitions will give him the hope of realizing their dreams.

"Let me think again, Mr. Chen." Tesla said, "I will give you an answer tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)