1855 United States Tycoon

After some calculations, Scrooge felt that it would be better to go to the UK by himself. For one thing, Carol basically used a rolling pin and blowing fire in the natural sciences—not knowing anything about it. And Mr. Maxwell is not a person who is good at communication. He is basically not interested in anything other than the exploration of the truth of the world. In addition, in the eyes of most people in this era, United States is still a wild land. Especially in terms of academics, Europeans feel exactly the same when they talk about technology in United States, just as they feel when people in United States talk about technology in China, or when people in China talk about science and technology in the third brother. In later generations, the world-famous universities in United States, like Harvard and Yale, are not in the same class as Oxford and Cambridge. That difference is just like the difference between the current Haver Yale and the 985 school in China. In this case, it will take a lot of effort to convince a scientist who devotes all his energy and his entire life to explore nature to come to such a scientific desert. But to convince a scientist, apart from his own "scientist", Scrooge really couldn't find a second suitable candidate in his own pocket.

However, now that my business is so good, I really want to make another trip to the UK, which might delay things. Damn, the Atlantic is so troublesome. Well, the telegraph cable across the Atlantic is already preparing to be laid again. Hehe, those guys must think that this will be a big business that can make a lot of money. After I'm on this trip, I will first pull Maxwell over, and then enlighten him in the conversation with him, and the relevant theories of radio waves will soon come out. Then, I took the lead in Hertz, took out the Hertz experiment to confirm the existence of electromagnetic waves, and then scoured Marconi's business while gaining prestige, and finally got the transoceanic wireless telegram out first. Let the guys who worked so hard to lay the transoceanic cables in the Atlantic all cry to death. Well, then there will be broadcasting, and in the future, such a series of gadgets is definitely a golden mountain. The gold that can be scoured from here is definitely enough to fill the large swimming pool in the Swan Castle being built. For such a golden mountain, a trip to Europe is definitely worth it.

Short of time, Scrooge found a flying shear boat, took a few bodyguards and set off. Although the flying shears are very uncomfortable, and although the wind and waves in the Atlantic Ocean are also relatively heavy this month, to be honest, taking the flying shears out to sea this month is simply a crime. However, time is money, and money-that is Scrooge's life. For money that is comparable to life, what does it mean to vomit bile for seasickness?

Sure enough, not far from New York Harbor, the ship began to turbulently jolt, and the foamy sea water easily rushed onto the low freeboard of the flying shear ship, from one end of the deck to the other. Except for sailors, no one is allowed to go on the deck. Scrooge and his bodyguards sit honestly on chairs fixed to the floor, leaning on pillars or other things with their hands to maintain their balance. . Or simply lie on the bed and tie a rope on the body. At this time, it feels a bit like riding a pirate ship in the park of later generations. No, it should be more exciting than that. Although the turbulence of the pirate ship in the later park is not small, the turbulence is rhythmic, stable, and predictable. The turbulence on this damn flying shear ship is smaller in magnitude, but The rhythm is not uniform. The ship will not only ascending descend, tilt forward and backward, but also tilt left and right from time to time. Some of these tilts are caused by waves. It is very rhythmic. Once every ten seconds, the ship will first ascending, then It fell quickly again, in the process accompanied by the bow and stern of the boat. The horizontal tilt is caused by the sea breeze, and there is nothing to see in the cabin, which is really not predictable at all. What's more terrible is that this sloshing will never end. In short, Scrooge, who has always felt good about own vestibular function, vomited on the boat. First, I vomited all the food I ate before boarding the boat, and then I kept vomiting water.

By the way, a few people just stayed in the cabin like this and vomited, and finally got used to vomiting, so they stopped vomiting. (In fact, it is the result of the reduction of wind and waves). Scrooge was limp all over, lying immobile on the bed like a dead duck.

It wasn't until the evening that Scrooge changed his breath, barely able to get up with water and eat something. On the second day, the wind and waves became fierce again, and as a result, well, Scrooge lay down again. And on this day, something more troublesome than seasickness happened-in the wind and waves, the main sail was torn open. The captain had to lower it down and repair it. At this moment, a boat appeared on the sea horizon in the distance.

"Captain, there is a boat there!" The water in charge pointed towards the distance and reported to the captain.

"Oh." The captain raised his binoculars and saw a Pozi flag flying high on the mast of the ship."It's a British merchant ship." The captain said dismissively. It is very common to encounter a British merchant ship on this busy route.

The boat gradually approached.

"Go, raise the mainsail," the captain said.

"It hasn't been patched yet, Captain."

"Safety first, raise the sail!" said the captain.

In that era, when a sea-going ship approaches another sea-going ship, the possibility of being malicious is very high. The one who came on the opposite side was indeed a boarding ship, but some businessmen with integrity would not refuse the occasional opportunity to act as a pirate.

As soon as the sails on the ship were half raised, the ship on the opposite side suddenly accelerated. At the same time, the Pozi flag flying on the top of the mast was quickly lowered, and then a flag of the Confederate States of America was raised—this is a privateer belonging to the South!

The boat came very quickly, and the sails on Scrooge and his boat had just risen, and before the speed could be lifted up, the boat approached. The distance between the two ships quickly shrank to more than a hundred meters. The guns on the side of the privateer were opened one by one, and the muzzle of the black hole protruded, aiming at the one that Scrooge was riding in. vessel.

Because the freeboard of the flying shear ship is low, there is no place where the gun can be mounted. In terms of firepower comparison, the gap is too big. Now the most proud of the speed is too late to play, when facing the privateers in the south, it is naturally a comprehensive disadvantage.

"Surrender, or we are all dead!" said the captain, "off sail, quickly off sail!"

The mainsail that had just been raised was lowered again. Not only the main sail, all the sails have been lowered. The sailors on the flying shears waved the white flag toward the privateer boat and prayed to God, hoping that their enemies would be more gentlemanly.

Now that the flying shears had stopped, the boat slowly approached. A few cables were thrown over first, and then a few sailors jumped over from there, and some of them quickly controlled the vital position. Some people tied the two boats together with cables. Then, a springboard was lowered from the boat over there. A big guy wearing a captain's hat, with a saber in his hand, walked over from the springboard.

The man walked up to the captain, looked up and down, and then said:

"I am David Jones, the captain of this Southern Star. Are you the captain of this ship?"

"I am Barbosa, the captain of the Sea Walker. I hope you can treat us in accordance with the spirit of the Washington Declaration." Captain Barbosa replied.

"We southerners are gentlemen. As long as you don't try to resist, we will treat you like gentlemen." Captain David Jones replied.

"Now, I announce that your ship and all the items on the ship have been temporarily requisitioned by the government of the Confederate States of America. We will take you back to our port and you will be properly settled. Okay, Captain Barbossa , Please tell me, what materials are you transporting on board?"

"This time, we are mainly sending a few people to England." Captain Barbossa replied, "There is a big man here, you should have heard his name. Although we are all prisoners now, I still hope you Can you maintain enough respect for him?"

"Big guy?" David Jones smiled, "How old is it? Is it Lincoln? Even if it's Lincoln, we Southerners will keep their promise and give him treatment in line with his status."

"It was the drafter of the Washington Declaration, Mr. Scrooge McDonald." Captain Balbo replied.

Captain David Jones changed his face. After a while, he said: "You are right, this is indeed a respectable big man. I didn't expect that I would meet him here. Can you introduce me to it?"

"Mr. MacDonald, you mean, because you plan to hire a British scientist to teach at the university you are about to open, you will cross the Atlantic in such a boat that can kill people? If I knew it Yes, you are a rich man. Can you just send someone there?" David Jones looked at Scrooge who was pale because of the constant vomiting.

"Mr. Maxwell is a person who is devoted to science. It is difficult for ordinary people to communicate with him. So I have to go there in person." Scrooge replied, "Besides, I have some ideas recently and want to talk to him. Discuss."

"Is it about Mr. Faraday's line of force?" Captain David Jones asked suddenly.

"Captain, do you have research on this too?" Scrooge was taken aback.

"I have dabbled in some content related to this when I was studying at the College of William and Mary." Captain David Jones replied.

After finishing the conversation with Scrooge, Captain David Jones walked up to Captain Barbosa and said to him: "Mr. Barbosa, you are very lucky to carry such a passenger. If I Bring you all back as prisoners, you will definitely be said to be like a fool Roman soldier who stepped on Archimedes painted on the ground with geometric problems. Maybe someone would like to compare me to a worse guy, the whole The South will scold us. You and your boat are free. Now you can continue your journey. I wish you a good journey!"

Captain David Jones stretched out his hand and shook Barbosa, then turned and left...

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