Aslan nodded silently, understanding that this was a test from other upper-class nobles in Chester.
It is impossible to hide the fact that the Mafia is Amuro's underground force. Anyone with a little identity will know it, but everyone has always kept silent in a tacit understanding.
As long as the Mafia's hand does not rise to their property, no one will take care of it. However, the Mafia's power has expanded too much recently and has already taken over five blocks.
There are four urban districts in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Chester. Each district has about 17 to 27 blocks. Among them, the XC district has the largest number of blocks and accounts for one-third of Chester's population.
The XC area is also the largest source of labor force in Chester.
"I will say hello to Curry and ask the local officials to let them go. There will be no expansion during this period. We will focus on expanding the scale of the factory and let everyone in the gang go to work! I will make a decision after I break through the Magister."
Aslan quickly made a decision to temporarily stop the expansion of the Mafia and wait until the Thorns Street is rebuilt before expanding outside.
He has just integrated into the upper-class aristocratic circle, so there is no need to come out and stir up trouble at this time.
"Yes! Master."
"The Jijing Food Processing Factory has expanded to three factories, which can accommodate more than 200 workers working at the same time. It produces 175,675 simple lunches every day, and its monthly income has reached 1,000 yuan.
Seven hundred and five dollars."
"As you said, many of the shacks that were demolished have already been built into tube buildings."
Brooke asked tentatively: "Master, with all due respect, you can't sell the kind of house you build in the thorn neighborhood. No, it's too difficult to even rent it out."
Aslan shook his head, held his chin with one hand, looked at the scenery outside the car window, and said calmly: "I don't intend to rely on those houses to make money. These are the staff dormitories I prepared."
"Staff dormitory?" Brooke looked confused.
He knew what the dormitory was, but he couldn't understand it when it came to the employees.
Aslan explained: "It is to build low-rent housing for employees of my industry, mainly employees of my industry. Each family can be assigned one, and the rent is only half of the market price."
Brooke's eyes widened and he asked cautiously: "Is it based on the rent standard in the Thorns neighborhood, or in other neighborhoods?"
"Of course it's by the standards of Thorny Street."
Aslan's affirmative answer made Brooke look shocked.
Thorny Street is one of the poorest neighborhoods in the XC area. More than half of the houses here were built by poor people themselves, otherwise it would not be called a slum area.
The rent here is actually one of the sources of gang protection fees, which cuts off the mafia's income.
A shack with a size of a few square meters will cost between ten and a pound per week.
However, Brooke soon shook his head.
Qianbrook didn't care about that anymore. The monthly income from the Thorn Food Processing Factory was equivalent to the previous year's protection fee, so there was no need to care about the flesh on the fly's legs.
"Master, when will the cost of the house we built be recouped?" Brooke asked.
"No, I don't plan to recover the cost. This is an investment. I want to create a new low-rent housing system so that everyone can afford a house. This kind of behavior will definitely get a lot of public support, and I will do it for the future.
Prepare."
Aslan's words made Brooke's eyes light up.
In his eyes, the so-called preparation for the future means preparing to run for parliament in the future.
After all, Brooke was once Ray Barton's subordinate.
"How's your practice going?"
Aslan took out two bottles of Dou Neng potion and placed them on the seat next to him.
Brooke glanced at the two bottles of Dou Neng potion, and his eyes glowed green. He had used that thing some time ago, and just one bottle made him enter the middle stage of the Great Sword Master. The potion in his body has not been fully digested yet, and now the owner has given him another gift.
After two bottles, Brooke is sure to hit the late stage of the Great Sword Master.
When he thought that his master had given him such precious potions and fighting qi techniques, the only thing that puzzled Brooke was that his master was obviously a magician, so why was he so familiar with fighting qi training and could still give him guidance on how to practice.
Although Brooke was confused, he didn't hesitate too much. He had already signed a slave contract, and he only needed to be loyal to him wholeheartedly.
"Master, do you need me to come back to you for protection?"
Brooke asked before getting off the car.
"Does a mere magician need to be so nervous?"
Aslan asked calmly.
Brooke was in awe.
When the carriage entered the Tulip District, Brooke jumped out of the carriage and left. With his current power, ordinary people would not notice him at all. The professionals who could notice him would have known that he was Amuro's man.
In Curry's house, Avril was lying on the bed with a pale face, and Asuna and Curry were beside her, stamping their feet anxiously.
Aslan quickly finished the examination, his face looking horribly gloomy.
Avril was poisoned by magic power. This was caused by the poison in the potion that increased the effect of meditation.
"Did Avril drink any other meditation potions?"
Aslan asked with a bad look on his face.
Curry nodded, turned around and ran towards the bedroom upstairs, where their safe was placed.
Take out a row of medicines from the safe. There were originally six medicines, but now one is missing.
"After I attended the House of Commons meeting today, I met an old acquaintance at the door. He recommended this meditation potion to me. This meditation potion is very popular in Chester. Many magicians can't buy it if they have money. I used to
I also bought it for Avril Lavigne, and because of scarcity, the price was 30% higher than the market price..."
"Is it the problem with these meditation potions?" Curry reacted quickly, his eyes turned red.
Aslan took the potion and opened the cap of one of the bottles. The green liquid inside slowly flew into the sky under the control of the elements.
As the liquid slowly rotates, it finally spins into a green light.
Aslan narrowed his eyes slightly, and some purple particles slowly separated from the green light, eventually forming irregular purple particles.
"This is the Chaos God Crystal."
Curry instantly recognized that kind of thing. The Chaos God Crystal is an evil product developed by the Zanskat Empire. Once a magician is hit by such an arrow, the Chaos God Crystal remaining in the body will lose control of the magician's meditation, eventually causing magic damage.
Confusion, mental loss of control.
This is a kind of biochemical weapon produced for magicians.
Aslan's face was expressionless. He didn't know anything about this kind of thing and had no information about it, but it didn't stop him from seeing the disgust of this thing from Curry's expression.
"This is the Chaos God Crystal. I remember that you have never served in the military, so you probably haven't been exposed to it, right?" Curry said.
Aslan also nodded very bachelorly. From the meaning of Curry's words, this thing has no status at all, and he has no idea of its existence.