Chapter 114 Don’t you use rubber?

Chapter 114 Don’t you use rubber?

A young merchant wearing a traditional Sumi robe squeezed up to Kavi and saluted respectfully, then quickly presented his business card with both hands: "Scholar, I am Ashlev, a spice merchant nearby. I have a business to discuss with you. Can I take up a little of your time? It won't take long, just a few minutes!"

"Wait, this guy has no good intentions. His spices are of very poor quality and have little sales in Xumi City. He lost all his capital within a few days of opening the store. There is no benefit in cooperating with him!

He just wants to use your invention to fill that bottomless pit, and he might even want to trick you into selling the research for money. He doesn't consider your own interests at all.

Mr. Scholar, please listen to me first. I can see at a glance that the audio video and communication device you made have high commercial value. I want to use it to promote my fabrics!"

Fearing that Kavi would be persuaded, another middle-aged businessman wearing a small hat did not even bother to introduce himself, and hurriedly expressed his ideas in a very fast tone.

"These businessmen have ugly faces, Senior Kavi, you don't have to pay attention to them. Oh, by the way, I am Chabil, a scholar from Srivastava College. I know you, Senior Kavi. Your speech at this year's opening ceremony left a deep impression on me. I have long wanted to make friends with you, but I have never found a suitable opportunity.

I am Chabil, a scholar from Srivastava College. I can see that your project has great potential. May I ask if your project is a collaborative project? Are you still short of people? I am good at research and data evaluation. Can I join you? If not now, I can join you in the second stage!"

Scholar Chabir, who was dressed in the uniform of a student of the Order Academy, asked. Although his words were very respectful, he almost shouted a long paragraph in order to let Kavi hear what he said.

Compared to those businessmen who have never even seen a phonograph or a projector, I am much more far-sighted, Chabir thought with some pride.

While others were focusing on the novelties of Fontaine, I was the only one who watched the promotional video carefully, and I was the only one who noticed that Kawi said in the video that the scale of deployment and use of shared tricycles would be expanded in the future.

As long as the pilot work is implemented smoothly, this project will go beyond Xumi City and spread to the entire rainforest area and even the entire continent of Teyvat.

The advertising function of promotional videos is good, but the phonograph can only record for a maximum of ten minutes, and it must be used in conjunction with a ceiling, otherwise the sound will not be heard by most people. Those businessmen who want to imitate the format of project promotional videos to make product promotional videos are really stupid. Even if they do, no one will watch them if the product itself has no eye-catching features.

The project itself is obviously more valuable than the promotional video, and I want to add my name to the project report before others react.

Thinking of this, Chabir called "Senior Kavi" more eagerly. He had heard about the character of this scholar of the Miaolun School, and he believed that he could achieve his goal.

Seeing this, other businessmen and scholars also rushed forward impatiently, shouting at Kavi to listen to them. Kavi couldn't hear anything and in panic could only hold the projector tightly to prevent this expensive equipment from being accidentally damaged.

The officers of the nearby thirty-man regiment who were entrusted with assistance hurried over to help maintain order. One young officer protected the precious phonograph, while the others had to draw their sheathed daggers and pretend to attack in order to drive back the crowd that had gathered around them.

The same situation happened on Harold's side, but Harold took out "The Best of Xumi Ancient Characters" from the Eye of God before the situation got out of control.

The merchant who wanted to step forward and pull Haroldt's clothes saw a brick-like object suddenly appear in the scholar's hand, and his restless heart immediately calmed down.

A scholar from Amyrido College who was mixed in the crowd looked at Harold, then at the book in his hand, and an expression of surprise and joy immediately appeared on his face.

"Senior Harold!" he shouted, raising his hand high.

Harold: Hey, don't call my name in front of so many people!

"Harold? That Harold?"

"He is the god of war Ami Rito who defeated the Gilded Brigade?!"

No, I'm not, don't call me that, Harold thought hopelessly.

...knew it would turn out like this.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect to run into him here!"

"Is that the copy of 'The Complete Collection of Xumi Ancient Characters' that he's holding? Is it really as thick as a brick as the mercenary leader said?"

Harold: ...

How is it similar? It's just a thick paper book.

...

Many people's attention began to shift from objects to people. After knowing that the young scholar in front of them was the war god Amyrito who fought off twenty mercenaries, they looked at him and the book in his hand with admiration and fear, and they even dared not speak loudly in front of him.

The situation was stabilized quickly in an unexpected way, Harold thought expressionlessly.

But why can't I be happy at all?

Kawi's side

With the help of the leaders of the Thirty-Man Group, the excited merchants and scholars retreated to their original positions, but still cast pleading glances at Kavi.

No longer surrounded by people, Kavi breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the prepared paper and pen from the folding table. These were to be distributed to everyone to collect opinions after today's topic promotion. Then he cleared his throat and said:

"Everyone seems to have a lot of questions to ask. If I ask them one by one, it will take hours to finish. How about this, you write down everything you want to ask, and you can also write down what you want to talk to me about privately, and sign your name. I will read them one by one and write down my reply when I go back. I will return these papers to everyone tomorrow. Is that okay?"

After hearing what Kavi said, those businessmen and scholars were still worried about missing the opportunity and letting others get the upper hand, but they could only nod and accept it.

Kavi immediately distributed paper and pens, and the people around him instantly quieted down. Only the rustling sound of writing could be heard in the ceiling.

The writing sounds did not stop after three minutes. The businessmen and scholars racked their brains to think of how to write so that the blond scholar in front of them would agree to cooperate.

So they wrote down their plans and the chips they could offer in detail. Many people wrote very long letters. After finishing, they solemnly wrote their names, checked them twice, and only handed the paper to Kavi after confirming that there was nothing missing.

"Senior, how are you doing over there?" Harold's voice came from the communicator.

"It's not bad. It was a bit messy at first, but it has been successfully resolved. Now everyone is writing me feedback - how is it on your side?" Kavi replied with a smile.

Harold glanced around, and although the people present were curious about who he was talking to and how he did it, no one made a sound.

"No problem. I'll just wait for the senior to play it for the second time." Harold said calmly.

"Wait a little longer. There are still many people who haven't finished writing. How about...you let everyone try the car first? It's not good to just wait there all the time." Kavi suggested.

Harold accepted the suggestion, but with him around, not many people wanted to try it, and those who did were a little hesitant.

...

After a day of project promotion, Harold and Kavi returned home around twelve o'clock. After tidying up their belongings, they started looking at today's feedback together.

Today, the audience of the promotional video includes a large number of businessmen and scholars. Once they start writing feedback, they can talk endlessly. Almost every feedback is eight times longer than that of suburban residents. Some even fill up a whole page of paper and still feel it is not enough, so they turn the paper over and write on the other side.

So this time, Harold and Kavi read the documents much more slowly, and it took them half an hour to finish one-third of them.

"Senior, take a look at this," Harold shook the paper in his hand and read, "'...Compared to other things, I am more curious about what materials the wheels of these cars are made of?

Its surface is smooth and elastic, and it feels like animal leather, but animal leather does not have this toughness. Is this a new invention of the Fatwa? '"

Tires are obviously made of rubber.

Could it be that the people of Teyvat have not used rubber yet? That shouldn't be the case. I saw many rubber trees in the rainforest and bought rubber gloves from the Health House. The climate in Xumi is very suitable for the growth of rubber trees. Logically, the output of rubber should be very high, and this material should have been popularized long ago.

"Ah? That's rubber." Kavi said in surprise.

Sure enough, there are rubber ones, and the Ministry of Education is using them, Harold thought.

"Senior Kavi, are rubber products rare among the public?" Harold asked.

"...It shouldn't be that uncommon, right?"

Kavey said uncertainly, thinking carefully about the rubber products he had seen, and then said: "The Health Home has rubber infusion tubes and gloves, as well as bottle stoppers.

Scholars at our Sahavara College also use this material to make parts when making machinery. As for other places...eh, I don't think I've seen this material in other places."