"Now, the green ore in front of you is called green vitriol. I’ve already taught you about this before. Previously, we didn’t have the experintal instrunts to work with it, but now that we have these chemical tools, today I will demonstrate how to use green vitriol to produce sulfuric acid. After this experint, you will be responsible for the production of sulfuric acid." Simon said.
By now, these individuals had mastered the basics of chemistry. In Simon’s view, they had at least the equivalent of a middle school level of chemical knowledge, which was sufficient to apply this knowledge to production.
The purpose of knowledge is its application. Ultimately, this knowledge must be put to practical use.
"Yes, Your Highness." Jas and with confidence. Three to four months had passed since they began their studies. During this ti, they had been free from worries about food, clothing, and shelter, allowing them to focus entirely on learning. Simon’s chemistry lessons had opened up a whole new world for them, revealing a realm of knowledge they had never imagined.
Every ti Simon taught, the atomic structures, molecular structures, and the appearances of various rare tals seed to materialise in their minds, allowing them to grasp the concepts quickly.
Satisfied with their progress, Simon placed the green vitriol into a test tube, connected it to a water container, and began heating it with an alcohol lamp.
Now that they could purify alcohol and produce glass bottles, creating an alcohol lamp was no longer an issue. This was one of the essential conditions for conducting chemical experints.
Jas and the others watched Simon’s every move intently, afraid to miss even the smallest detail.
They were eager to apply the knowledge they had learned, but the lack of chemical materials had been a significant obstacle. Even the most skilled cook cannot prepare a al without ingredients.
As the alcohol was added, the colour of the green vitriol gradually changed from green to reddish-brown, indicating that the green vitriol had successfully decomposed.
By the end of the lesson, under Simon’s supervision, Jas and the others had successfully produced sulfuric acid by following his example. However, even with everyone’s combined efforts, they had only managed to produce a small amount.
"Your Highness, from now on, let us handle the rest. We’ve been learning for so long, and we can’t have you teaching us every ti. We can experint on our own. You just need to provide us with the materials." Jas said to Simon after the teaching experint concluded.
Simon felt a sense of relief. These students had finally developed the initiative to explore on their own. Reflecting on modern history, he rembered how his holand had built a powerful industrial system from scratch through self-reliance and experintation.
Now, with him providing the knowledge, he believed that these students could also achieve miracles.
"You have ambition. Since that’s the case, I’ve already taught you the key knowledge about the ’three acids and two alkalis.’ You can focus on production. If you need silver or manpower, just let know." Simon said.
Jas nodded excitedly. From being a slave to enjoying a comfortable life, all of this had been granted by the prince.
They were people who valued gratitude and wanted to contribute to their holand, ensuring that the people of the domain would no longer suffer humiliation.
Simon felt comforted. In Jas’s eyes, he saw a sense of purpose and dedication.
It was this sense of purpose that allowed individuals to sacrifice their own interests for the greater good. In modern tis, when the country was poor and underdeveloped, it was precisely because of such people that the nation grew stronger step by step.
This was a noble character trait. Simon had seen it in Baldwin, Lancelot, the Bjorn father and son, and even in Harry.
It was because of this character that they wholeheartedly supported his reforms, striving to make the domain more prosperous and powerful.
He needed more people with this kind of character. These individuals were the foundation of the domain.
Patting Jas on the shoulder, Simon gave him an encouraging look and instructed him to ask questions whenever he encountered difficulties. With that, Simon left the academy. He had already taught them enough to keep them busy for a long ti.
Moreover, Simon had given him a plan, a step-by-step guide to chemical production, starting from the simple and progressing to the complex, gradually building the chemical industry.
Once the chemical industry began to take shape, it could mutually reinforce the steel industry. At that point, he could start working on producing alloys.
The first target was tungsten steel. With tungsten steel, he could manufacture high-quality cutting tools, which would then allow for the precise machining of various tal components.
That would mark a small leap forward in industrial developnt.
However, while the idea was promising, its implentation was fraught with challenges. The first hurdle was finding black tungsten ore and white tungsten ore. Tungsten ore was not as easy to locate as coal or iron ore.
In fact, during this era, any mineral deposits that weren’t surface-level were extrely difficult to find and mine.
The few mines Roland had discovered were shallow deposits. Deeper deposits remained out of reach, as precise exploration was a different matter altogether.
He didn’t have satellite positioning technology.
Thinking of this, he sighed. For now, he could only rely on luck. If they were lucky, they might find tungsten ore quickly. If not, they would have to wait.
Once they had tungsten ore, they could use sulfuric acid to extract tungsten and produce alloys.
Industrial developnt had to proceed step by step, following a clear plan. Equally important was agricultural production, which Simon also took very seriously.
As he pondered these matters, he returned to the castle. Just as he arrived at the entrance, he saw Ysabeau rushing out and accidentally bumping into him.
Simon staggered but instinctively caught Ysabeau, preventing her from falling. In the process, one of his hands ended up grabbing her bottom.
"Ahhh..." Ysabeau let out a startled cry, but when she saw it was Simon, she quickly stifled it. However, feeling his hand squeeze a few tis, her face turned bright red.
"My Lord, in broad daylight, you..." Ysabeau chided.
Simon chuckled and let go, savouring the implication in her words. If broad daylight wasn’t appropriate, did that an nightti would be fine?
Ysabeau nervously glanced around, relieved to see no one had witnessed the incident. After all, propriety between n and won was of utmost importance. If soone had seen, it would have been mortifying.
However, she didn’t bla Simon. Over ti, she and Joan had grown closer to him.
Knowing that they would eventually beco his won, and given Simon’s charming personality, they had beco more tolerant of his playful advances.
"You’re the one who bumped into . How can you bla ?" Simon said lazily.
Ysabeau sighed helplessly, then suddenly rembered sothing urgent. "My Lord, I almost forgot. I was rushing to find you. Her Majesty has sent a letter saying that Princess Lisa will soon arrive in Brambleford and has asked you to take good care of her."
"Princess Lisa?" Simon felt a wave of dizziness. "Why is she coming here?"
"It’s because of the perfus, soaps, and now the glass. Her Majesty ntioned in the letter that the glass you sent to Eldora has caused quite a stir in the imperial palace!"
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