Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 110 Gunpowder
After Jeremiah entered the house, he looked around.

In the center of the banquet hall was a long table that was dozens of feet long and covered with a white linen tablecloth. It was filled with silver plates filled with exquisite desserts, golden-baked bread, and sumptuous food.

Jeremiah spotted it immediately: roast suckling pig, venison pie, and a variety of foods and soups he had never seen before. Wine, champagne, and sweet fruit wine were poured from silver flagons into jewel-encrusted cups and then carried to the guests by waiters.

"These damn nobles."

While muttering, he walked straight to the table, picked up a few pieces of fruit from the plate and stuffed them into his mouth, then picked up a glass of wine and gulped it down.

The sea water was still a little cold at night. He came out of the sea and was blown by the cold wind for a long time. He really needed to eat something to warm his body.

When he reached out to pick up a steak directly from the plate, another hand suddenly got ahead of him and put a fork in it.

Jeremiah narrowed his eyes and looked up following the hand.

Alexei was looking at him with a smile, picking up the steak with a fork and stuffing it into his mouth.

"What wind brings our Captain Jeremiah here?"

Jeremiah originally wanted to come and demand an explanation, but the tattooed man's inexplicable retreat and Zeus's unhurried attitude made him feel suspicious. He paused, his mind racing to find a reason.

"It seems you also want to see Castel's wares."

commodity?
Jeremiah blinked, not quite understanding what the person in front of him was talking about. What products did Castel have? Sweet fruit wine?
Oh, that's all very well, but is that Earl going to use this to trick Gem Bay?
Ever since he spread the news that he could get scarce goods here, there was quite a stir in Gem Bay. The pirates had been blockaded for a long time and were indeed eager for supplies, but they knew the Border Earl's character too well, and most people thought it was an excuse to delay time.

But the Pirate King Court still gave Hughes a month to prepare. Jeremiah was not a reckless man who only knew how to kill. He knew what this meant - Gem Bay even had to try such a completely unreliable supply channel. The situation was worse than he had imagined.

If this Count Hughes could only offer sweet fruit wine.
Jeremiah sneered.

"Try this, made with Castel olive oil."

A small plate of salad was handed to him.

"olive oil?"

"Yes."

“Isn’t your product olive oil?”

"Almost. There are also some small gadgets made from its scraps."

The corners of Jeremiah's mouth twitched.

"Listen carefully! If you don't produce anything within a month, Gem Bay will not give up. You'll all be lined up to feed the fish, and Captain Jeremiah, who listened to your nonsense, will suffer the same fate. Do you understand? Tell that earl to write a letter and get the goods!"

"Okay, don't worry."

Seeing Alexi's nonchalant expression, Jeremiah gnashed his teeth in anger. "I know you guys might be good fighters, but you definitely can't beat Jewel Bay. Even that Queen can't beat them. With Poseidon, there are many tricks you can't imagine. Do you understand? I don't want to be feeding fish with you."

"Ah, the Lord has come up, and it's time to start. Let me introduce the merchandise to you."

Damn it, these people have no idea how powerful those extraordinary people in the Church of Poseidon are, and those lunatics really dare to take action!
Jeremiah had heard that the extraordinary people from other churches were almost unable to go to the battlefield, but those crazy people from the Church of Poseidon were afraid to do anything.

This earl probably got a few ships and some troops and really wanted to confront Gem Bay head-on.

Seeing Alexi's indifferent attitude, Jeremiah sighed inwardly. Castel was definitely finished, but he didn't care much. He could only hope that Gem Bay would not vent its anger on him.

Hughes walked to the center of the crowd and clapped his hands gently. The musicians in the distance stopped playing, and everyone in the banquet hall focused on him. The long table in the middle was removed by the servants and replaced with a small square table.

Hughes lifted the tablecloth covering it, revealing many small square pieces neatly arranged on it.

"Soap can be used to wash hands. It's similar in effect to the No. 9 Holy Water in the church. I don't think you're very interested."

A servant came over with a tray with a few small cubes on it, placed on an exquisite porcelain plate.

"Holy Water No. 9? Hmm." Jeremiah thought about it and found that he had no impression of it.

There was no church near Gem Bay that could make holy water. He had seen Holy Water No. 7, which was said to prevent infection when poured on wounds, but it was expensive, and the pirates would rather use liquor instead.

Zeus was introducing it enthusiastically to a noble lady not far away, while the servants beside him brought clean water for them to experiment.

"What's the use of this thing?"

"You can use it to wash your hands, wash clothes, take a bath, and most places that need cleaning."

What's the use! ?
Maybe it can be sold for money, but what Gem Bay lacks is not money, but supplies, ships, and weapons.

"That's it?"

He no longer wanted to stay, so he decided to go back and explain to the Pirate Court. If his ship could be used as a vanguard to attack Castel, he might be able to redeem himself with merit.

"Don't worry, there are some small things."

Jeremiah stood up.

".Like gunpowder."

"Gunpowder? You mean gunpowder?"

Jeremiah unconsciously pressed the musket at his waist. The muskets of this era all used gunpowder produced by alchemy workshops, which was expensive and had mediocre effects.

It's okay to use a musket to scare people, but if a real battle happens, Jeremiah will only consider firing in an emergency.

After all, it is hard to say whether this shot can hit the person, and a few gold rums will definitely be spent.

"It can be used in guns, but we have other uses for it, so in Castell we call it gunpowder."

"How else can it be used?"

"In a cannon—you've probably never seen a cannon before. It's an enlarged gun. Imagine if the bullet in the muzzle was replaced with an iron ball the size of a head, and then fired out with a bang, how many shots could the mast of your ship withstand?"

Jeremiah's eyes widened, and his mind pictured him carrying a huge gun and firing at the people opposite him.

Hell, he could even fire at the ship and put a big hole in it, so it would sink immediately.

Can this thing really exist?

Jeremiah's eyes fell on Alexi's waist, where there was a scimitar hanging, which looked familiar.

If this kind of big gun really existed, would pirates no longer have to board ships? Instead, they could just stand far away and pull the trigger.
Jeremiah's eyes widened as he sat down on the chair.

(End of this chapter)