"Thank you, I'll think about it seriously," Wen Lin's red lips curled slightly, her eyes lowered to hide the turbulence that instantly appeared when she mentioned Vicia.

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Chapter 26

After spending an entire afternoon in the shipyard, Wen Lin carefully observed almost every shipbuilding process.

From material selection to oil tankers, the overall manufacturing process is not much different from that of Huaguo, but there are obvious gaps in the specific operation. Huaguo's manufacturing process is obviously more sophisticated and complex.

At first Wen Lin kept her mouth shut, the manager thought she didn't understand anything, just came to see it out of sheer curiosity.

But when she saw the complete hull model, Wen Lin suddenly said,

"Gentlemen, please forgive my rashness, why not add a jib brace to the top of the sail and the bottom of the mast instead of a jib? This unbalanced jib is obviously simpler and saves manpower,"

Immediately, the movements of the shipbuilders stopped. They looked at Wen Lin with strange eyes and discussed in a low voice for a while.

"Beautiful lady, we all have craftsmanship passed down by our ancestors for decades, and we have never heard anyone talking about the cantilever sail you mentioned,"

"Maybe you can give it a try, maybe there will be unexpected gains?"

Wen Lin's attitude was always appropriate, but her non-arguing advice made the boat builders reflect.

When Wen Lin slowly went to visit other processes, they had a serious discussion.

The steward who followed him was taken aback by Wen Lin's words. Just a month ago, the most powerful shipbuilder in the shipyard, Luo Duo, told him about making the sails easier and more flexible.

His thoughts coincided with what Wen Lin said.

In an instant, the steward looked at Wen Lin with a different look. He suddenly remembered the famous Oriental guest in the capital during this time, and the fact that Wen Lin was traveling with Her Excellency Humphreys, the steward immediately thought about it.

"Miss Wen Lin, you seem to have other ideas about our shipbuilding craftsmanship?"

This shipyard is the property of the new noble Count Eggers, and the steward is undoubtedly a Protestant, and his attitude towards women is more rational and tolerant than the people who believe in the Catholic Church.

In particular, Wen Lin got closer to the close officials of the royal family, and her stewardship became more and more sincere.

A dark light flashed in the bottom of her eyes, and Wen Lin nodded slightly to the steward with a faint smile.

From beginning to end, her attitude is gentle but not close. With the blessings of the two halos of "Oriental" and "Wang Ting", it is easy to make people feel good but not scornful.

After visiting the entire shipyard, Wen Lin had to admit that the geographical location, ready-made equipment, and experienced shipbuilders were all tempting her to go crazy.

Isn't this the initial shipyard she envisioned?

It's a pity that Wen Lin knows very well that if she wants to have it, she can only slowly figure it out and wait for an opportunity. Of course, money is an essential prerequisite.

But at least she can leave a deep impression on the shipyard steward and the shipbuilder now, so that even if she has no chance to buy this ready-made shipyard, she can have a reliable way to find excellent shipbuilders when she opens a shipyard by herself. .

Wen Lin picked out some details that can be significantly improved, such as changing the traditional curved shape of the bow and installing a rudder at the stern...

The whole process was eloquent, without any intention of concealment, and in the eyes of the steward, it seemed to be a generous and generous demeanor.

The steward can't hide his gradually surging mood. If he can really take the lead in building a faster and more flexible ship, he will no longer have to worry about the business of the shipyard.

In fact, Wen Lin did not have any reservations. During the visit, she had a rough guess about the craftsmanship of the shipyard and the profitable space.

The details just mentioned, according to the current level of craftsmanship, even if Wen Lin doesn't say it, maybe someone will come up with it in the next few years.

In particular, Wen Lin kept a cautious eye. It would be best if the owner of the boathouse took the initiative to find her.

Before leaving, Wen Lin suddenly thought of Rhododendron, and she casually mentioned,

"I heard from Lord Humphreys that his friend Rodot was a very good shipbuilder,"

"Yes, miss," the steward affirmed without hesitation, but his bitter expression seemed to have something to hide.

"Mr. Steward, can you tell me what happened?"

Shaking his head uncontrollably, the steward's tone was both regretful and somewhat fearful,

"Some time ago, the villagers in Yinhe Village, the village where Rhodes lives, contracted a strange infectious disease. Now no one dares to approach there. The church has sent people to guard it, and no one is allowed to come out."

infectious disease? Wen Lin instantly became vigilant. According to the medical methods of this era, if a serious infectious disease really broke out, it would be an unimaginably terrible disaster.

Documents in 21c document the Black Death that ravaged Europe for two centuries, claiming almost two-thirds of Europe's population, not counting other diseases such as leprosy, cholera, and measles.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin couldn't help tingling her scalp.

Wen Lin hurriedly bid farewell to the steward after asking about the location of the village where Luo Duo was located.

No matter what, Wen Lin decided to take a look.

After all, she has received various vaccines, and her physique is far stronger than ordinary people. Many incurable diseases in this era are useless to Wen Lin. prepare for.

As soon as she got into the carriage, Wen Lin told the driver to go to Yinhe Village.

Unexpectedly, it was strongly opposed by the driver.

"Ms. Wen Lin, that's a village favored by the god of death. Once you go in, you won't be able to come out."

After pondering for a while, Wen Lin insisted, "Let's go back to the city first, then you can leave the carriage to me, and I'll have a look myself."