Just like that, the day passed by peacefully. No one suspected that Li Zixuan was different,
not even Harvey.
After returning home and having dinner,
Li Zixuan took out a pencil and started drawing on his desk under the dim light of the kerosene lamp.
Fortunately, the Jinjilie razors and disposable blades were not complicated. After some
modifications, he had finished the specifications, size, materials, and so on in just half an hour.
Sister Mei 'er, on the other hand, was sewing some clothes by the bedside under the light of the kerosene lamp.
Just like usual, she thought that Young Master was doing his homework.
Looking at his back, Jiang Mei 'er thought to herself
, Young Master, you seem to have grown up a little!”
After a while, Li Shi walked into his son's room after he was done with the matters in the restaurant.
When she saw Li Shi enter, Jiang Mei 'er was about to stand up when Li Shi waved his hand to stop her.
The latter came to Li Zixuan's back and carefully stuck his head out. He thought that his son was doing his homework.
However, when he saw Li Zixuan filling in the final details of the Jinjilie razor, he could not help but ask in surprise,
"What is this?"
Hearing the voice behind him, Li Zixuan snapped out of his daze.
He looked at his father, who was looking at him curiously. He stopped his pencil.
"It's a razor blueprint that I designed!"”
"Huh?" His father looked at the picture on the table in disbelief. The three-section razor and the blade.
"This is a new razor!!”
Li Zixuan nodded and began to introduce,
"Unlike the traditional shavers, this is a brand new safety razor, just like the hamburgers made by German immigrants on the street.”
After listening to his son's detailed explanation, Li Shi gradually understood the benefits of this razor.
"I'm going to apply for a patent first, and then I'll let dad invest in production!”
Li Zixuan stated his purpose.
Li Shi pondered for a moment before asking,
"How much is it estimated to cost to build a production factory?"”
"I estimate it to be at least 5,000 USD. We need to buy equipment, factories, and raw materials!”
"5,000 USD, that's not a small sum of money!”
Li Shi's heart was beating fast. Although he could take out the money, it was almost two-thirds of his assets.
Wasn't it too risky to use it to build a razor factory?
Although he did think that his son's design was good, he still had to be careful with this method that almost suppressed the entire family.
"
How about this?" he said."I'll take you to John's place tomorrow night. Maybe he'll give you a good suggestion."”
Li Zixuan could only choose to accept this. After all, his father had to fork out half of his fortune to start a business that was completely different from the food and beverage industry.
If it wasn't for the fact that Li Zixuan was his biological son, he probably wouldn't even think about rejecting him.
Just like that, on the evening of the second day, Li Shi brought Li Zixuan to the Smith family's farm.
"John, I'm here!" Li Shi knocked on the white-painted wooden door in front of one of the farms
.
After a while, a slightly rough voice sounded from inside
."Oh, it's you, Li!"
As he spoke, a middle-aged man in a dirty denim outfit happily opened the door and hugged Li Shi.
"Hi, Bruce!" The middle-aged man greeted Li Zixuan with a smile.
John Smith, the father of little fatty Harvey Smith.
He was known as Old Smith by the people nearby, and he had a typical California red neck.
On the other side, the little fatty seemed to have heard his father's voice. He hurriedly shouted from inside the house,
"Bruce, you're here!"
As he said that, he rushed out of the house and hugged Li Zixuan.
Then, Old Smith brought the Li father and son into the house. The house was very simple, with simple wooden furniture and sofas.
In addition, there were some old saddles, and some tools on the ground that seemed to be being repaired.
There was also a huge deer head specimen hanging on the wall and a shiny shotgun on the wall.
Li Zixuan recognized it at a glance. It was a Martini Henry single-shot rifle.
Throughout the military weapons of the late 19th century, John Bull's Martini Henry rifle could not be ignored.
It provided John Bull with the sharpest weapon to expand his empire's territory around the world.
Throughout history, many brave and brave people were suppressed by the soldiers of John Bull, who were armed with the long-range and high-speed Martini Henry rifles.
By the way, it was also a breech-loading rifle.
Looking at the gun, Li Zixuan muttered in his heart,
Maybe one day I can sign in for more advanced weapons, such as the new Mauser, the fixed double-row magazine, and the rifle with the rotating recoil mechanism. I will definitely participate in the arms business in the future!”
However, his first priority was to produce the razors and blades.
After they sat down, Old Smith poured a cup of coffee for the Li father and son. Then, he learned the purpose of the visit from Li Shi.
"Li, can you show me the blueprint?”Old Smith asked.
Hearing this, Li Shi handed the blueprint drawn by Li Zixuan to Old Smith.
The latter looked at it briefly and then pondered for a moment against the data.
In fact, Li Shi came to Old Smith's house because he was a little hesitant about the Xia people's unfamiliar business and wanted to ask someone about it.
Another reason was because of the Smith family name.
As a complicated country of immigrants, all surnames came from different reasons.
For example, the surname Smith came from the profession of his ancestors-blacksmith.
Li Shi and Old Smith had been friends for about 20 years. He knew that Old Smith was actually a blacksmith before he immigrated to Eagle Sauce Country.
He was an expert in forging and repairing.
The nearby farm owners would ask Old Smith to repair their damaged equipment.
After a while, Old Smith looked at Li Zixuan in surprise.
"Did you really design this, Bruce?" he asked.？”
"Yes!" Li Zixuan immediately nodded.
Old Smith, who had watched Li Zixuan grow up, sighed.
"Li, you have an amazing son!”
"John!" Li Shi's eyes lit up as he asked,
"John, there's really something going on!"!”
"Yes, it's a very interesting safety design. Bruce, I'll go to the patent office with you tomorrow and apply for a patent for this design.”
Old Smith said to Li Zixuan.
Hearing this, Li Zixuan showed his gratitude to the white uncle.
He knew that if he and his father went to the San Francisco patent office to apply for a patent, they would inevitably be troubled by the white people.
However, if this red-necked uncle from the Eaglejam Nation were to come along, hehe, those people would definitely not dare to say anything.
After all, no one wanted to have an "unlimited fight" with Red Necklace.
In the 19th century, the culture of duels was prevalent in the Eagle Sauce Nation.
In the lower class, the use of honor duels to resolve personal conflicts was recognized by the entire society. Those who killed the other party in the duel would not have their lives affected at all. Instead, they would be more respected.
Moreover, it was not only recognized by society. In murder cases involving private fights, the jury would usually support the murderer.
For the rednecks, their duels were not as elegant as the duels of gentlemen seen in movies. They preferred to use guns to kill their opponents.
They preferred to engage in "unlimited combat".
This type of unlimited combat was not like the unlimited combat seen in UFC competitions,
but similar to shrews fighting. The result of a fight was usually that the loser's nose was bitten off and his eyes dug out.
In addition, with Old Smith's prestige in San Francisco, as long as he gave the order,
many red-necked farm owners would probably come to cheer with nuclear bombs. At that time, even the San Francisco police chief would have to retreat.
That's right, this was the current Eaglejam Nation.
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