The Duke of York, who didn't hear what Chen Muwu was saying, always felt that Chen Muwu's words seemed to be cursing him.
His Majesty the King is indeed busy with official duties and cannot do everything by himself.
But the eldest brother, the Prince of Wales, was ranked ahead of him. He couldn't have bad luck like watching football fall on him every time.
The style of early football focused on simplicity and practicality, and the rules were still imperfect in many places. Therefore, in most games, the players' playing methods were rough and violent.
How can British gentlemen see this?
They still prefer gentleman's sports such as tennis, horse riding and sailing.
But today's game may be an exception.
Probably because the league is not over yet, the competition between the two teams is not too fierce. It feels like a bus driver versus a bus driver.
This gave the two more time to chat.
The Duke of York didn't think about the inexplicable words Chen Muwu just said: "Dr. Chen, why did you come to London?"
"Your Highness, I came to London to conduct experiments in a laboratory of the Royal Institution. I have been here for nearly three months."
"What kind of experiment is this about? Cambridge University can't do it, so you have to come to London? The Cavendish Laboratory where you are? Hasn't someone already allocated funds to it? Isn't that funding still available? Isn’t it enough to support you to stay in Cambridge and do experiments?”
In the Duke of York's opinion, 10,000 pounds a year, plus the original more than 9,000 pounds, these funds are enough for a small laboratory.
Unless they are studying the money-burning technology of turning gold into iron.
He thought well, the money was indeed enough.
But the premise is that the director in charge of the laboratory is willing to spend money.
Thinking of this, Chen Muwu was still a little angry. He then remembered that after returning to Cambridge, he must develop an accelerator in the Cavendish Laboratory so that Rutherford would be willing to watch him spend money like water.
But facing the Duke of York's question, Chen Muwu could only temporarily suppress the small flames in his heart and answer patiently.
After all, one of the purposes of meeting this sponsor today is to help old Prague get a sponsorship.
Chen Muwu detailed to the Duke of York how after he won the Nobel Prize, he passed through the Netherlands on his way back from Sweden to the UK and visited the Low Temperature Physics Laboratory of Leiden University.
How come he wanted to replicate a low-temperature laboratory at Cambridge University, but his teacher Rutherford rejected it and recommended him to the David Faraday Laboratory at the Royal Institution in London.
Then he talked about the key points of this meeting with the Duke of York.
"Your Highness, after I arrived at the David Faraday Laboratory, I discovered that the environment in this laboratory is crude, and the experimental conditions are even worse than the previous Cavendish Laboratory.
“It is true that there is a cryogenic laboratory here, but the experimental equipment inside has not been updated for more than ten years.
"When I first arrived, I didn't know why at first, so I asked the director of the laboratory, Sir Bragg, for funding like a fool. Unexpectedly, Sir Bragg also told me helplessly that the laboratory's funding had always been insufficient, and he was also forced to do so. Yu reluctantly accepted the invitation of the Royal Society and was ordered to rebuild the laboratory in the Royal Institute."
Chen Muwu deliberately repeated the word Royal many times in the last few sentences.
At the same time, he had been observing the expression on the Duke of York's face.
If he knew from the beginning that he was here to ask for money during this meeting, would he still agree to it?
When he heard that the Royal Institute had no money, the Duke of York frowned slightly as Chen Muwu imagined.
Although he is much more handsome than Quan Xiaojiang, the two of them almost have the same expression.
Damn it, how did the country become like this!
The point is, the shame is also thrown in front of foreigners.
Although Chen Muwu came from China, a weak country in the Far East, it would not cause any surprise to its allies.
But he is also a Nobel Prize winner, and his recent popularity in newspapers has even surpassed that of Einstein!
Funds must be allocated to some laboratory in the Royal Research Institute. Let Dr. Chen see what the financial resources of our empire are like!
Just as the Duke of York was organizing his thoughts and considering how to respond to Chen Muwu to make the situation less embarrassing, Chen Muwu continued to speak.
He is such a considerate person. His only purpose today is to ask for money. He can't really let the donor suffer, can he?
"Your Highness the Duke, there is a very old book in our country called "The Book of Change". There is a saying in it that when people are poor, they should consider changes. Once they change, they will become enlightened, and only after they become enlightened can they last. … …”
So far, the English translation of "I Ching" is still "Book of Changes", not the transliterated "I Ching".
Chen Muwu also deliberately mistranslated the word "poor" in the sentence "Poverty leads to change, change leads to improvement, and communication leads to long-lasting", and changed the meaning of "end" to poverty.
What he wanted to blurt out at first was actually another sentence, that is, a living person cannot be choked to death by urinating.
But when the words came to his lips, Chen Muwu realized that the words were too rude and inconsistent with his status, and he was embarrassed to say it directly in front of the Duke of York who would become the king in the future.
"...Although the experimental conditions in the David Faraday Laboratory of the Royal Institution are indeed not sufficient to support my experiments, during this period, I also found another experiment that can be done in this laboratory. And got great results.
"I brought the experimental results here specifically today just to show them to Your Highness."
Finally, when it came time to present the treasure, Chen Muwu opened a briefcase he carried with him and took out a piece of plexiglass cut into the size of a paper.
"Your Highness, please see, this is the new thing I tinkered with in the laboratory."
Xun Xun passed by and when he first saw the thing in Chen Muwu's hand, the Duke of York thought he was joking with him.
"Dr. Chen, is this, is this, a piece of glass?"
He said baby, but then he took out a piece of glass to fool me?
Does this imply that the Royal Institute is so poor that apart from cutting glass with a glass knife, it can no longer do any other experiments?
If this is the case, then Dr. Chen's satire can at least reach the level of Mark Twain.
The Duke of York was so angry at Chen Muwu that his speech impediment was even a little worse than usual.
"Your Highness, yes, this is exactly a piece of glass," Chen Muwu replied with a smile, stood up and left his seat, and walked to an open space in the box with the "glass" in his hand, "If I say, throw this piece of glass now What will happen on the ground?"
"Of course it will break into small pieces, and there will be a lot of debris that can hurt people."
Of course the glass will break if thrown to the ground. The Duke of York's inherent thinking allowed him to quickly give the answer.
But looking at the smile on Chen Muwu's face, he began to feel a little uncertain again.
After his brain was racing, the Duke of York quickly added: "Is it possible that this piece of glass is different?"
"You're right, that's exactly what it is."
"Bang!"
As he spoke, Chen Muwu raised the "glass" and smashed it to the ground.
When the two come into contact, the sound they make is not crisp, but a muffled sound.
Then a surprising scene happened. Not only was this magical piece of "glass" unscathed, it even bounced a few centimeters visibly to the naked eye.
Although nothing happened, Chen Muwu's sudden behavior still shocked the royal servants on the side.
The cultural differences did not make them think of throwing a glass to show off, but they were just afraid that he would pick up the sharpest piece from the ground after the glass broke, and then stab the king and the unsuspecting Duke of York.
While everyone was still immersed in surprise, Chen Muwu had already bent down and picked up the piece of "glass" again.
He came to the seat again, and then handed the "glass" in his hand to the Duke of York, who was already stunned: "Your Highness, please check it. Did I lie to you?"
The Duke of York subconsciously took what Chen Muwu handed over and carefully inspected the magical glass.
He also quickly noticed that there was something wrong with this piece of "glass".
It's just that the feeling of something wrong doesn't come from the eyes, but from the hands.
"Dr. Chen, this doesn't seem to feel like glass, and its weight doesn't seem right either."
"Yes, Your Highness, this is indeed not a piece of glass made of sand, but something else."
"What is it? Magic? I heard Huxley mention you recently. He admired your parallel universe theory very much and thought you must have some magic in you."
What kind of magical brain circuit is this?
Come on, my current character is that of a genuine physicist who believes in science.
Well, at least most of the time.
Only occasionally, when I feel like I can't control my mouth, do I talk about mysterious and mysterious things, like traveling through time and space, and parallel universes.
It's obviously just a new material, so why does it involve magic?
Even if you really want to be King Arthur, I'm not Merlin!
"Hey," Chen Muwu could only use a fake smile to cover up his embarrassment, "Your Highness, you really know how to joke! I assure you, at least there is no magic ingredient in this glass, it is full of science. "
As he spoke, he introduced other properties of plexiglass to the potential donor.
But what impressed the Duke of York the most was Chen Muwu's shocking fall just now.
How can the glass not break?
This is not a play on words like "the glass won't break if it is struck with a hammer", but there is a mountain of ironclad evidence right in front of you.
The Duke of York, who was holding the plexiglass, also stood up from his seat. He walked to the place where Chen Muwu had just thrown the glass and stamped his feet suspiciously to confirm that the performance just now was not a magic trick prepared in advance.
"Amazing, just like you! Dr. Chen, this piece of glass you invented is really amazing!"
"Your Highness, this piece of glass actually has a lot of room for improvement. But my job is still a physicist, and I don't have too much time and energy to continue investing in this research.
"You know, I was able to research such a piece of glass only because I had no money to buy equipment in David Faraday's laboratory and couldn't do the experiments I wanted to do, so I had to do it as a last resort..."
"Stop talking, Dr. Chen!" The Duke of York interrupted him excitedly, "Just flush this piece of glass, and I will immediately send someone to fund the laboratory you mentioned at the Royal Institute of Research and give a price. How much does it cost?”
"Your Highness, please be patient, I haven't finished speaking yet."
Chen Muwu thought to himself, I want twenty-five thousand pounds, can you give it?
I still hope that this piece of glass can earn me a school!
“You already allocated money to the Cavendish Laboratory of Cambridge University once last year, and nothing can be done to make you pay more this time.
“I have met Brigadier General Dowding of the Royal Air Force before, and I wonder if you recognize this person.
“But that’s not important. What I want to say is that it was Brigadier General Dowding who inspired me. I think this new type of glass can be used on aircraft.
“I’ve read about you in the newspapers and know you were a squadron leader pilot in the Royal Air Force.
"Your Highness, with all due respect, could you please make a connection with the Royal Air Force? I would like to transfer the patent of this new material to them, and rely on the patent transfer fee to help David Faraday Laboratory tide over the difficulties."
Chen Muwu spoke sincerely and forcefully, and it seemed that he refused the Duke of York's further funding.
But it's one thing if he refuses, it's another thing entirely if the second prince who has taken advantage of him will pay him or not.
How disgraceful is it for a dignified Royal Research Institute to rely on a foreigner to invent and sell patents to make money for research?
Although the Duke of York did not express his position immediately, he thought that after returning, he would send someone to allocate a sum of money to the Royal Academy.
"Dr. Chen, when you came to me before, did you already find a place for this piece of glass?"
Chen Muwu nodded.
"Although I am a member of the Royal Air Force, I don't think the place where your piece of glass should go is the Royal Air Force.
"The Royal Air Force doesn't even produce aircraft, but places orders and purchases them from various manufacturing plants. How can they produce glass like yours?
"According to what you just said, this new type of glass is made through chemical means, so I think Brennamond Company should be interested in the patent in your hand.
"This is the largest chemical industry company in the UK, and I recently visited the company's soda ash plant in Northwich, Cheshire, on behalf of His Majesty the King.
"Dr. Chen, how about I help you connect with the relevant people in charge of this company, and you sell them the patent for this new type of glass?"
As soon as the Duke of York finished speaking, cheers came from all directions at Wembley Stadium.
Sheffield United's left winger Fred Tunstall scored a goal, finally breaking the dull situation that lasted for more than 30 minutes.
(End of chapter)
