7: Chapter 7 Check-in! The system sent you oil coordinates!
"Coca-Cola?"
Harvey imitated Lin Tian's pronunciation and repeated it, truly feeling that the name rolled off the tongue quite easily.
Afterward, he downed several more cups in succession.
It wasn't until the brown liquid in the round-bottom flask was half gone that he finally set down his cup, still wanting more.
To tell the truth, he had been completely captivated by this sweet beverage.
By comparison, things like coffee and milk had to take a backseat.
He currently had zero resistance to this stuff.
He turned his head and stared at his good brother with glowing eyes, his gaze full of admiration.
They were both ten years old, yet Lin Tian had not only drawn up the blueprints for a safety razor but now had even concocted such a delicious drink.
Harvey had just watched with his own eyes as Lin Tian, like a magician, mixed various miscellaneous liquids together, finally concocting the addictive Coca-Cola.
This was simply as miraculous as magic!
"How about we take some Coca-Cola to my family's farm barbecue party tonight, Bruce?"
Harvey's eyes darted around as a sudden idea popped into his head.
Recently, everyone had been working day and night for the factory, and with Harvey having just dropped out of school today, Old Smith had announced yesterday that they would hold a barbecue at the farm to celebrate.
He had invited the Lin father and son, as well as several neighboring farm owners.
Harvey wanted to take this new beverage to the party to show off.
"I can concoct some more, but the quantity definitely won't be large."
Lin Tian pondered for a moment before replying.
"Can't this stuff be mass-produced?"
Harvey looked full of disappointment.
"It's fine if we just rely on mixing it by hand here, but if you really want to mass-produce it, you must buy professional machinery and equipment; it's definitely not doable in the short term!"
Lin Tian shrugged, feeling somewhat helpless.
Although he couldn't manufacture it in large quantities right now, he planned to quickly go and apply for the patent.
However, the patent could only cover the basic ingredients of Coca-Cola, and would absolutely not include the core flavoring formula.
In later generations, the Coca-Cola formula indeed wasn't patented because no one could crack it.
But Lin Tian wasn't sure if the foreign doctor who actually invented Coca-Cola might accidentally concoct it again in the future.
To eliminate future trouble, he had to preemptively register the Coca-Cola trademark and its main ingredients.
This way, whoever wanted to produce it would have to pay to buy the authorization, or else they would have to wait twenty years for the patent to expire.
By the time twenty years had passed, Coca-Cola would have long since occupied the entire USA market.
Lin Tian agreed to Harvey's request and concocted some more Coca-Cola, packing it into a large tin can.
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In the evening, outside the Smith farm.
Old Smith had long since set up the barbecue grill in the yard and lit the charcoal.
Nearby, it was lined with whiskey and homemade tequila.
Ranchers from near San Francisco arrived one after another, riding tall horses to attend the banquet.
At a glance, there were at least over a hundred people.
This was enough to show how much face Old Smith had in this area.
Lin Shi brought Lin Tian to the farm.
These ranchers had long known that the Lin family and the Smith family had a solid relationship, so no one caused trouble for the Lin father and son because of their skin color; everyone's attitude was friendly.
After the party started, everyone gathered around the campfire, eating meat and drinking alcohol in large gulps.
Several ranchers even held banjos that looked like guitars, playing and singing wild cowboy ballads.
Just as everyone was drinking with gusto, Harvey pulled Lin Tian along and carried out that large tin can.
"Gentlemen, tough guys of the West! This is a new type of beverage I just invented; does everyone want to try something fresh?"
Lin Tian stood by the campfire and shouted loudly.
The cowboys, who were drinking whiskey, stopped their movements and stared blankly at Lin Tian.
"A new beverage? Is it as good as the liquor in my hand?"
"Heh, other than liquor, the only thing that can interest me is women!"
"Chinese kid, we don't drink any beverages; that's stuff only sissies drink!"
The ranchers jeered, shouting in a hubbub, with no one willing to buy it.
Harvey, who had wanted to use the Coca-Cola to shock this bunch of bumpkins, immediately panicked when he saw this situation.
"The Coca-Cola that Bruce concocted is absolutely the most delicious beverage in the whole world! Whoever takes a sip will know!"
Hearing the little fatty shout like that, even Lin Shi and Old Smith were taken aback.
They knew that Lin Tian had been fussing over something called Coca-Cola these past few days, but neither had tasted it.
They hadn't expected that this thing could actually captivate Harvey to such an extent, and he even dared to brag that it was the best-tasting thing in the world.
Now, not only were Lin Shi and Old Smith interested, but even several ranchers who were familiar with Harvey had their curiosity piqued.
Seeing that everyone wanted to try it, Lin Tian and Harvey deftly opened the five-liter iron can and poured out the bubbling brown Coca-Cola.
Lin Tian personally carried the Coca-Cola and poured it into the cups for several ranchers.
"Everyone, have a taste!" Lin Tian greeted them with a smile.
Old Smith stared at the bubbling black water in his cup and tilted his head back, downing a large gulp.
His eyes lit up instantly.
A refreshing and sweet taste directly dispelled the heat brought on by the barbecue.
"Burp!" Setting down the cup, Old Smith let out a comfortable, loud burp.
The other ranchers who had tasted the Coca-Cola also praised it endlessly.
Although this stuff wasn't as strong as whiskey, it was definitely delicious and refreshing.
"If this stuff were given to children and women to drink, it would definitely be popular!"
A rancher shouted loudly.
Because women's status was not high in this era, no one had brought their female companions.
However, the men present were all attracted by this novel flavor.
Alcohol could be drunk at any time, but this Coca-Cola wouldn't be available to taste after tonight.
In no time at all, the five liters of Coca-Cola were completely polished off, and many people still wanted more.
After this incident, the ranchers had an even better impression of Lin Tian and the Lin family.
Especially after hearing that the recently popular safety razor was also something Lin Tian had created, everyone looked at him with even more admiration.
These straightforward cowboys even declared when the party was breaking up that anyone who dared to bully Lin Tian in the future would have to deal with them, as they would directly bring their shotguns to help him settle things.
Lin Tian just smiled at this.
Early the next morning.
The daily check-in triggered on time.
"Ding... Daily check-in complete... Congratulations on obtaining an oil coordinate point in Boston Town, Isabella County, California!"
Hearing this, Lin Tian sprang straight up from his bed!