Chapter 26

Talini sent Viola to the door of the Violet House instead of Viola, reconfirmed that the soul transformation ceremony would be held at noon tomorrow, and watched Ren leave.

Ren glanced at the sky and found that he had stayed in the Violet House for more than two hours. It was just after noon and he was not very hungry, so he started shopping on Brent Street.

The streets are bustling and bustling with people going in and out of shops.

Ryan observed with great interest. It has to be said that the people who can appear on this street are at least middle-class or Transcendent, or students of Transcendent Academy. So much better.

This can be seen just from the way everyone travels.

Rich people ride in cars, aristocratic ladies prefer gorgeous carriages, powerful knights ride tall horses, extraordinary people are accompanied by strange beasts, or simply ride on them, and occasionally some people go on foot, and the speed is faster than ordinary people much.

Wren also saw a very familiar means of transportation - the bicycle.

He remembered that he used to have a second-hand bicycle in college, but it was stolen by someone after he had ridden it for half a month, and his heart ached for a long time.

Bicycles have been popular in the empire for many years, and the price is not expensive. They are people's favorite means of transportation in the city besides buses.

Many jobs require the use of bicycles, such as postmen and newspaper delivery workers, and some people have converted them into tricycles and set up mobile vendors.

"It's a pity that there are bicycles in this world, and there is one less idea to make money."

Ren thought with regret, but he was not too entangled.

In a world where the steam engine and mechanical technology have been developed for hundreds of years, even without oil and electricity, a simple tool like the bicycle will be invented sooner or later.

"Ma'am, please keep your posture, don't move, don't move...Okay, that's it, okay...It will be done soon!"

"I'm ready to shoot, three, two..."

A thin man's voice caught Ryan's attention, what was it doing?

He locked on to the source of the sound, took a few steps forward quickly, and turned around the corner. There was a sudden snap, and a white light flashed in front of him, which made him subconsciously raise his hand to cover his eyes, and was startled.

"What the hell?"

The white light flashed away, and Ren saw not far away, a man was holding something like a searchlight, the light was coming from above, and a lot of white smoke was coming out.

The man bent over and put his head into a wooden box. The box was mounted on a tripod. There was a hole in the front of the box and a glass lens was installed. A large black cloth was attached to the back to cover the man's upper body.

On the opposite side of the box, a young woman stood under a tree on Brent Street, holding on to the railing. Behind her, she could see the panorama of the Wizard Tower, with a smile on her face, and she kept her standing posture unnaturally. It's been too long, and the body is a little stiff.

Ren understood at a glance that this was taking pictures!

There is a circle of onlookers next to them, mostly young people, men and women, excitedly looking at the two people being photographed, and discussing with their companions from time to time what kind of pose is more photogenic.

Ren suddenly became interested and joined the ranks of onlookers.

The person in charge of taking pictures was a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a gentle appearance, wearing a pair of glasses. He took out the negatives that looked like a sealed box from the wooden box and stuffed them into the carriage next to him.

"Daguerre, here comes the negative."

The carriage was tightly wrapped in black cloth, like a tent, and someone caught the box inside, and a voice came out of it: "Okay, Eastman."

The middle-aged man named Eastman said to the person being photographed: "Ma'am, your photo has been taken, wait a moment, and it will be developed for you right away."

Then, he turned to the onlookers and said loudly: "Who else wants to take pictures? You can't find a better location on Brent Street. Standing here, you can take pictures of the entire Wizard Tower, and I guarantee your satisfaction." .A photo only costs one silver krona, and you pay after the photo is developed. If you are not satisfied, you only need to pay another ten copper lisos to retake it!"

"I want to take a picture."

"I came first, let me shoot first."

Several young people scrambled to surround him, and Eastman hurriedly persuaded everyone not to rush and come one by one, his face was full of joy.

Wren didn't want to take pictures, so he withdrew from the crowd.

However, his mind became active. Photography technology has been around for many years, and there are photo studios everywhere in the empire. There are seven or eight of them on this Brent Street, and the business is quite good. Even in the small town of my hometown, I opened a simple photo studio last year, and the family went to take a family portrait, and my mother Malinda framed the photos and hung them in the living room at home.

The price of taking pictures is not cheap. In a photo studio, it costs fifteen copper lisos to take a picture.

Taking pictures on the street is more expensive. A photo costs 20 copper lisos, which is one silver crown, which is equivalent to the wages of ordinary people for a day's work.

But people are still flocking to it, which shows that everyone has a high demand for taking pictures. This is a very potential consumer market.

Ryan has not done careful research on photography and cameras. He read a book on the history of photography in the library before, and remembered some relevant content, as well as some technical details of old-fashioned cameras.

If I remember correctly, those two people just used the "wet plate photography method". Maybe the photosensitive agent and the potion used to develop the photo are different, but the principle must be the same.

This method of photography is both backward and troublesome. You can tell just by looking at the cumbersome carriage. To take a photo, you need to take a large cart of equipment and potions out.

If you can come up with a portable camera, it will be easy to seize the photo market!

A lot of ideas popped up in Ren's mind. He only remembered the general principle of the camera. If he wanted to actually make one, he had to spend time to explore and try it out to know if it would work.

Just when he was thinking about how to use the camera to earn a lot of gold shields, suddenly, a car stopped on the side road, the driver opened the front door and came out, politely asked: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Ryan?"

Ren looked at the driver with some vigilance, and then at the car. The curtains in the windows blocked his view.

But it didn't bother him. He listened intently, and there was a heartbeat from the back of the car. This heartbeat was strong and powerful, completely different from the rhythm of ordinary people's heartbeat. It was obviously a transcendent, and it was a man.

"Mr. Wren, I mean no harm."

The driver smiled kindly and said respectfully, "My boss is in the car. He wants to meet you and talk to you about extraordinary professions. Please get in the car. I promise you won't regret it."

With that said, he took the initiative to open the back door of the car.

Ren saw a well-dressed middle-aged man sitting in the car, nodded slightly to himself, and made an inviting gesture.

He pretended to think about it for a few seconds, secretly opened the eyes of the soul, and saw the middle-aged man thoroughly.

"A seventh-level transcendent, a mechanic?"

Ren was a little surprised, why the extraordinary people I met today are of higher level than the next, first is the sixth-level magician Viola, and now there is a seventh-level mechanic.

Level 7 has already entered a high-level profession, and a mechanic who can cast spells is quite rare. There may not be a few such high-level mechanics in Longshande.

At this moment, the soul color of this middle-aged man is mainly white and green, with a bit of orange, which shows that his mood is relatively calm and relaxed, and he is somewhat happy, mixed with a little excitement or expectation.

"He really wasn't hostile."

After so long experience of observing the soul, Ryan has been able to roughly judge other people's emotions and attitudes towards himself through the color of the soul.

Ren felt a little relieved, so he got into the back seat of the car, and the driver kindly helped him close the door.

"Mr. Ryan, my lord Kenieji Rokofer, the vice president of the Steam and Machinery Union, this is my business card." As soon as Ryan got into the car, the middle-aged man introduced himself and handed over his hands. A bronzing business card with a sincere smile on his face.

Seeing that the other party was so polite, Renn did not neglect, stretched out his hands to take the business card, nodded and said: "President Keneji, hello."

While speaking, he glanced at the content on the business card and found that this gentleman had several titles.

The first one is the vice president of the Longshande Branch of the Steam and Machinery Union, followed by the founder of Roccofer Mining Company, the owner of Anders Machinery Company, the deacon of the Imperial Iron and Steel Union, a senior member of the Alchemy Association, etc., and a baron The title belongs to the real nobles, and any one of these titles can be regarded as a big man in the city.

Renn hadn't heard of this person before, but judging from the behavior of the other party and the title of his business card, it was obvious that this was a rich man engaged in the mining and machinery industries.

Whether it's on the earth or Allenus, those who have mines in their hands and can dig money from the ground are all big local tyrants, the real powerful class.

"I'm not the president. We have several vice presidents in Longshande, and I'm just one of them." Kenieji laughed heartily a few times, and said again: "I'm ten years older than you. Can I call you Ryan?"

"sure."

Ren didn't care about this, and asked, "Mr. Keneji, what do you want from me?"

In fact, he has roughly guessed it.

"It's not urgent. It's lunch time. I've reserved a seat in Dambullar, so we can talk while eating." Keneji said to the driver in front, "Merry, drive."

Ren has heard of Dambullar, one of the top restaurants in Longshande. It is said that a meal costs a few gold shields, but he didn't want to be favored for no reason, so he hurriedly said: "Mr. Keeneji, I've had lunch, and if you have something to say, you can do so now."

The driver looked back at Keneji in embarrassment, "Master?"

Seeing that Renn's attitude was very firm, Kenieji nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll give you a ride. Where are you going, Renn?"

Ren originally wanted to go back to the apartment, but he didn't want to reveal his address, so he chose a random place and said, "Send it to my Demon Soul Market."

"Go to the Demon Soul Market." Keneji motioned to the driver, and the car started immediately.

The Demon Soul Market is not far away, and it will arrive soon, so Keneji stopped being polite and stated his purpose frankly: "Ren, I came to you specially this time to invite you to join Steam and Mechanics union, become a mechanic."