Chapter 583 The carrot dangling in front of the British (for Zephiel)

Chapter 584 The carrot hanging in front of the British (extra chapter for Zephiel)

"This gentleman is the founder of the "Friends of Blacks Society." Talleyrand's expression was somewhat helpless, "You can tell what he does by the name.

"He even set out for the United States, intending to lead the movement to liberate black slaves there. Of course, he returned empty-handed under the surveillance of the American militia, and only wrote a book called "Miscellaneous Notes on Blacks in the American South."

"I believe that no one is more suitable than him to carry out the mission of Saint-Domingo."

...

The next day.

Joseph ate breakfast in a relaxed mood and prepared to set off for Brittany.

Yesterday afternoon he summoned Brissot. It should be said that sending this person to Saint-Domingo would greatly increase the success rate of the matter.

As Talleyrand said, he was an extremely fanatical abolitionist. After listening to Joseph's plan, he was so excited that he burst into tears and expressed his willingness to personally provide 30,000 francs to support this great cause.

You know, he is unemployed now, and this money is basically all his belongings.

At the same time, he had clear ideas and quick reactions, and he also made some supplements to Joseph's plan on the spot. It seemed that he had thought about similar things before.

However, for the sake of safety, Joseph asked the Intelligence Bureau to dispatch two people to go to Saint-Domingo with him.

As soon as Joseph's convoy arrived in Alençon, the Intelligence Bureau reported to him that Brissot and his party had boarded the ship and sailed into the Atlantic Ocean.

...

London.

As the last rays of sunset disappeared, several people in black uniforms and felt hats raised long wooden sticks with flames and reached into the glass cover at the top of the street lamp.

In less than ten minutes, the dazzling white light was lit up around London City Hall, making it look like a dance scene.

Hundreds of people watching cheered immediately, "Oh, it's just like daytime, it's amazing!"

"I really hope that all of London can light up these street lights."

"Yes, it's all in the newspapers. By the end of this year, the gas street light project will be completed."

"God, that's great!"

Immediately, London Mayor Herbert came to the front of the crowd and began a passionate speech under the illumination of the gas street lights.

Behind him, Lightning Company manager Styler frowned and whispered to the old noble beside him: "To be honest, Mr. Pierce, this is not quite the same as what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ordered. He asked to spend as little money as possible..."

"This is a necessary expense." Under the black hat was Viscount Kalona's face. Pierce was his current name. "If you want the donkey to keep moving forward, you have to let it see the carrot."

He pointed to the gas street lamps around the city hall: "And this is the carrot. And aren't these all made by the subcontracting companies? We didn't spend much money."

Styler was still dissatisfied: "We bought the equipment at the other end of the pipe."

"It's just 50,000 francs." "Pierce" smiled, "It will soon help us earn back millions of francs."

The mayor of London was still giving a speech, and the crowd cheered from time to time, but they didn't know that the retorts and other equipment in the huge distillation workshop of Lightning Company were just a pile of empty shells made of iron sheets.

The glassware and conduits in the small room on the side of the workshop are what actually provide fuel for these 30 street lamps. They were purchased from the laboratory of the University of Paris.

This set of experimental equipment is connected to the gas street lamps from underground, and 30 street lamps are the limit of its gas supply. Moreover, unlike industrial gas production, these experimental equipment can only perform dry distillation on purified clean coal, and the cost is more than ten times higher than industrial preparation.

However, it is enough to fool the citizens of London.

From the outside, the distillation workshop is brightly lit, and the chimney is billowing with smoke. Everyone believes that they are constantly producing gas.

Steller shrugged: "Actually, it's good that way, otherwise I don't know what reason to make up to delay the construction period."

According to the agreement signed at the beginning, the London gas street lamp project should have been delivered a month ago.

However, from the Parliament to the London City Hall, everyone accepted it with a pinch of their noses. Lightning Company has been unlucky since the first day of construction, and the construction period has been postponed to December this year.

Of course, Lightning Company will also pay a high penalty for this - deducted from the project payment after the project is completed.

However, the news that the first batch of street lamps were successfully lit up still attracted great attention in London.

Major newspapers reported it one after another, and even specially provided illustrations of the brightly lit city hall.

The streets and alleys were hotly discussing the gas street lamps. Citizens knew which street lamps were repaired first and which street lamps were repaired later.

Even London's house prices began to rise accordingly.

In fact, more than half of this was the result of the hype by Kalona. The reporters of the newspaper received benefits and directly published the "press release". And there would always be someone who took the lead in bringing up the topic of gas street lamps at balls and salons.

Just as the popularity of gas street lamps was getting higher and higher, Lightning Company suddenly released news that gas lamps for personal use in households had been developed and that after the street lamps were connected to the gas pipeline, citizens could also apply to connect their homes to the gas pipeline.

Jim Heyman had just returned home and had not had time to hang his coat on the hanger when his wife came to greet him excitedly and stuffed a piece of paper into his hand.

"Honey, this is such a great deal, check it out!"

"What is this?" Heyman looked down and realized it was a copy of GG from Lightning Company. He couldn't help frowning and looking at his wife, "Did you buy a newspaper?"

"It's free." The woman said proudly. Paper in this era was not cheap, and no one ever sent out leaflets. Lightning Company is setting a precedent.

Heiman looked at the contents of the flyer in surprise. He saw that it first introduced the advantages of gas lights, and then mentioned that after the gas is connected to the home, it can not only light the lights, but also cook, boil bath water, and heat. It is simply Don't be too happy.

He suddenly became interested: "This is so convenient. How much does it cost?"

The wife immediately turned over the flyer: "Look, here it is.

"Lightning Company said that there is a discount now. If you buy a gas lamp, you can connect the gas pipeline to your home for free, and the gas stove can also be used in the future."

"Buy a gas lamp?" Heyman looked at the price list carefully, and his eyelids jumped suddenly - a gas lamp is 8 pounds!

His monthly salary was only 2 pounds 5 shillings.

This lamp requires the whole family to save for three and a half months without eating or drinking.

"No, no, it's too expensive!"

The wife immediately complained loudly: "I heard from Mr. Brooke that it may cost 10 pounds to install a gas pipe in the future. If we miss this opportunity, we may not be able to use gas lights for the rest of our lives!"