I couldn't see that Ji Shi was wasted by His Majesty the King, so Zheng Zhilong could only bite the bullet and "snatch" the microphone.

But looking at what His Majesty the King meant, he still felt that he was still unsatisfied. If he hadn't been snatched away, he would have continued to talk for an hour and a half.

Finally, the auspicious time has come, under the auspices of Zheng Zhilong, and the opening ceremony officially kicked off.

All three areas of the fair were opened and the guests were allowed to visit.

Many of the trained people on the booth also began to learn about the goods they were responsible for.

In fact, there is nothing to train, that is, train a simple language so that you won’t be able to play the piano against a cow.

Fortunately, these businessmen had experienced more than one year of language training before coming, otherwise they wouldn't be able to find so many translators.

After Zheng Zhilong completed the opening ceremony, he got off the stage and picked up a glass of water and drank it clean. He drank the faint yellow tea in the crystal clear crystal cup.

At this time, Frederick came over silently. He had his own little thoughts. At this moment, he was obsessed with the microphone. Such a magical thing was really something he could never forget again after using it once, so his idea was whether he could get one for him.

"My dear Ming friend." Frederick said with a smile.

"Your Majesty the King." Zheng Zhilong smiled politely.

"That, that's the one, isn't it a very precious thing in your Ming Dynasty?" Frederick asked, pointing to the microphone on the stage.

The meaning in the words was very obvious. Zheng Zhilong understood what Frederick meant as soon as he heard it.

But this thing is really not something he can decide. That thing was given by His Majesty, and it is extraordinary.

If it were ordinary things, he could make the decision to sell them to Frederick, but this thing was said to be a magical weapon, from heaven, and he could not make the decision.

Zheng Zhilong nodded solemnly: "Your Majesty the King, that thing is a magical weapon. Only Your Majesty can own the entire Ming Dynasty. We still have to pay it back when we go back, so we have no right to deal with it. Only Your Majesty can decide the entire Ming Dynasty."

Frederick also understood when he heard this. The meaning of this envoy of the Ming Dynasty was that you should not think about this thing. This is a magical artifact, and it is impossible to sell a magical artifact.

What a pity, it's really a pity. If it can be sold, Frederick is willing to buy it at any price, or even if you bid at will, I will definitely not return it.

In fact, it is not that Zhu Youxiao doesn’t want to sell it, but that this thing involves electricity issues and it is easy to have problems. Once there is a problem, others will definitely not be able to do it well, so in order to avoid trouble, they will not take out. After all, cultivating knowledge about electricity is too troublesome.

At this time, among the wise people of Europa, there were only two people who knew some simple power knowledge, so it was really not easy to cultivate them.

Seeing Frederick's disappointment, Zheng Zhilong quickly changed the subject.

"His Majesty the King, I would like to ask you to see my Ming Dynasty items. This time, many interesting things have been exhibited, and I believe there must be something you like."

Zheng Zhilong has not forgotten his task now, which is to sell Ming products in Europe.

Sure enough, Frederick became interested and followed Zheng Zhilong to the display area.

Zheng Zhilong took Frederick to the industrial product display area.

Industrial product display is divided into two channels, one is the VIP channel and the other is the general channel. VIP channel is a place for nobles to walk, and there are many people entering from the VIP channel.

Then Zheng Zhilong took Frederick to the first exhibit area, and saw Zheng Zhilong picking up the exhibits on the booth and putting them in front of Frederick.

"Please see this with His Majesty the King."

Frederick picked up this thing, a small square box half a palm-sized one, as if it was a solid paper on it, and there was a plant painted on it.

What's this strange thing?

Frederick looked at Zheng Zhilong with curious eyes.

That means it seems to be asking what the hell is this.

Zheng Zhilong smiled, picked up the small box from Frederick's hand, and then pushed his thumb to the side of the small box, and suddenly many small wooden sticks were exposed inside. The small wooden stick was very thin, but one finger was long, and there was a red thing wrapped around the top of the small wooden stick.

"Your Majesty the King, please see." Zheng Zhilong took out a small wooden stick and spent the red thing on the black side of the small box with the red thing at the top.

"Thorn!" A small yellow flame ignited on the wooden stick.

Then the flame burned up along the small wooden stick, and only one-third of it was left. Zheng Zhilong shook his hand and extinguished the flame. A roll of eyes rose up along the coke in the front part of the wooden stick.

"Oh! God! What is this!"

"Oh my God! Did you see this little wooden stick actually started to burn itself!"

Some nobles couldn't help but scream when they saw such a magical thing.

Even Frederick, who was knowledgeable, was surprised that a very simple little wooden stick could burn by itself, which was really incredible.

Is this the method of the mysterious Eastern Empire? It's really amazing!

Although matches are just a very simple industrial product and can be manufactured in large quantities in the Ming Dynasty, this is the first time I have seen something like Europa. It is really convenient and amazing to burn something after scratching.

All of a sudden, these unsavvy Europa people were shocked.

Some people even think that this is the fire of God. Did the Ming people wear a pair of pants with God?

"Your Majesty the King, this is a match, which is very convenient for people to use flames. You no longer have to bring flints or leave fire seeds. It is a very convenient thing for the people to use." Zheng Zhilong said with a smile.

However, while smiling, he took out a box of Huazi brand cigarettes, a delicate red box. He opened the cigarette with a filter inside. He saw Zheng Zhilong picking up a Huazi hair filter and put it in his mouth, and then taking out a match.

Thorn!

After lighting the cigarette, the matches were put out.

There is no way to get addicted to smoking. With the match in hand now, Zheng Zhilong couldn't help but take out a cigarette and wanted to smoke one.

Frederick looked at the white stick being held in Zheng Zhilong's mouth, and then he vomited a white smoke, which had a special smell.

"What is this?" Frederick looked at Zheng Zhilong with curiosity.

He saw the envoy of the Ming Dynasty sucking the little stick in his mouth, and then he looked satisfied. I guess this must be something good.

Frederick is very interested in giving a try for good things.
Chapter completed!