System: Build My Own Chapter 437 - 199: Pregnant? (10,000 Words)6

Chapter 437: Chapter 199: Pregnant? (10,000 Words)_6

Beo curiously asked, "Master, how should we make improvents?"

Lynn began to explain, "First, just like the convex and concave mirrors you inadvertently created."

"We need to make lenses with curvature, which can be difficult to make using a template."

"Second, is polishing and processing, using grinding stones and sandpaper to process the lenses, making them smoother and reducing light scattering!"

"Then, it’s about installation, placing the finished lenses into the telescope tube, ensuring stability."

"Finally, it’s about adjusting the focal length!"

"By changing the distance between the lenses to obtain a clear image..."

Lynn paused and said to Beo, "If you want to make a telescope, first, you need to understand what the principles of light are!"

"For example, the refraction of light, reflection of light, lens imaging, the reversibility of light paths, and even the diffraction of light..."

Upon hearing this.

Beo’s face was stunned.

These words, he had never heard of them...

Not just Beo, Layla also looked equally confused.

Seeing the two of them look like they were listening to celestial books, Lynn helplessly smiled and said, "Then continue trying to make telescopes."

"But you must rember one thing—a lens thick in the middle and thin at the edges as the objective lens; a lens thin in the middle and thick at the edges as the eyepiece!"

Upon hearing this, Beo silently recited in his mind.

"Eyepiece thin in the middle and thick around, objective lens thick in the middle and thin around."

After instructing Beo, Lynn left the Glass Workshop.

Wanting to make a telescope, it’s difficult to say whether it’s hard or not.

Since Beo is interested in making telescopes, let him take his ti to research.

After inspecting the artisan workshops, Lynn also conducted statistics in his mind on the labor shortage in the entire artisan workshops.

To increase the speed of weaving armor plates in the textile workshops and make twenty sets of composite armor every day.

At least an additional workforce of four hundred is needed.

The newly expanded two Blacksmith Workshops and the iron slting furnace also need at least four hundred workers.

The Brewing Workshop can take fifty more people, and the Pottery Workshop can also increase appropriately.

Including the Fisheries Workshop and other miscellaneous workshops.

A total of at least one thousand people are needed!

However, with the current pace of developnt in the domain, he cannot find a thousand townsn from other places to put into the workshop district.

Labor has always been a problem Lynn can’t solve!

Leaving the artisan workshops, Lynn arrived at the open square in front of the town.

After building the Lord Statue on the square.

Lynn learned that the townsn spontaneously nad the square Lord’s Square.

As his gaze looked afar at the stone road between the fields and the convoy of carriages traveling at a steady speed.

Lynn’s eyebrows involuntarily raised.

A carriage rchant convoy?

When the convoy arrived at Lord’s Square, pulled by the coachn, it gradually stopped amidst the braying sounds.

A middle-aged man dismounted from the horseback.

Upon seeing Lynn, the middle-aged man wasted no ti in coming before Lynn.

Boer saluted with a rchant gesture, straightened his posture, and smiled, "Master Lynn, long ti no see."

Looking at Boer in front of him, Lynn returned the smile, "Indeed, it has been so ti since we last t, Mr. Boer."

"However, Mr. Boer has co earlier than I imagined, I thought it would be after spring begins?"

Boer smiled helplessly and said, "Master, it’s those cross-region and cross-country traveling rchants who start only after spring."

"For us local traveling rchants, we must start as soon as the ice and snow lt."

"Otherwise, when those rchants steer longboats into Gibraltar Strait arriving at Fisherman’s Wharf, bringing lots of goods, all the profit will be snatched by them."

Lynn nodded.

It’s only been a month or so since they last t.

Whether it’s Boer’s foresight or the deanor in his words, there is a clear change.

After going through several bandit attacks, the trials of life and death, Boer has completely changed.

Lynn spoke, asking, "Mr. Boer, what goods have you brought

this ti?"

Boer did not hesitate, explaining directly, "Wheat, Master Lynn, thirty thousand pounds of wheat, and twenty thousand pounds of barley."

Lynn understood and asked, "Mr. Boer, what is the current market price for fine salt?"

Boer recalled for a few seconds and said, "Eight pence per pound of fine salt, Master."

Entering winter, the Coastal Empire’s fine salt cannot be sun-dried, reducing fine salt production efficiency.

Plus, longboats cannot reach inland, so the price of fine salt rising is quite reasonable!

Lynn quickly calculated in his mind.

A few seconds later, he spoke, "Mr. Boer, I can give you six thousand eight hundred pounds of fine salt!"

Boer just wanted to nod, his face slightly stunned, sowhat puzzled, "Six thousand eight hundred pounds?"

"Master Lynn, isn’t that too much?"

Thirty thousand pounds of wheat is thirty thousand pence, twenty thousand pounds of barley is four thousand pence.

All combined is only thirty-four thousand pence.

Master Lynn instantly offers six thousand eight hundred pounds.

This can only an Master Lynn has reduced the price of fine salt exchange for him once again!

Five pence per pound fine salt price.

Just taking this batch of fine salt out for sale to those salt rchants will definitely yield a huge profit!

Lynn calmly shook his head, "Mr. Boer, it’s just five pence per pound of fine salt."

"Not only for this batch of grain, I want to discuss a big deal with Mr. Boer and your chamber of comrce!"

Boer looked at Lynn curiously, asking, "A big deal?"

Lynn responded, "Yes, I can give Mr. Boer a five pence per pound fine salt price for the exchange."

"In the future, all grains, I can give you at this price!"

"The more grains delivered, the better, no upper limit!"

"Of course, other goods are the sa!"

Upon hearing this.

Boer’s eyebrows raised.

All grains can be exchanged at five pence per pound of fine salt?

It seems like it’s just from six pence per pound to five pence.

Only one penny difference.

But when the weight of the grains changes, it becos entirely different.

Ten thousand pounds of grain is an extra ten thousand pence.

One hundred thousand pounds of grain is an extra one hundred thousand pence.

If, like the last autumn, delivering a million pounds of grain to Master Lynn.

That’s an extra ten thousand pence!

An increase of over four thousand gold pounds!

Such calculation is an extrely terrifying existence!