Aslan nodded naturally, because this matter cannot be hidden at all, and he cannot be allowed to deliberately lower the production quality to adapt to the market!
"Oh my god!" Baron Jimmy was extremely shocked.
"I will take whatever amount you produce every month." Baron Jimmy said very firmly.
Aslan looked strange and said, "Aren't you saying you think too much?"
After thinking for a moment, Baron Jimmy shook his head in embarrassment.
"Let's do this! You supply flax to my territory every month. You can harvest as much as you can. The quantity of flax determines the share of cloth I sell to you." Aslan said with a sinister smile on his face.
Baron Jimmy did not think of other aspects and agreed after thinking for a moment.
He did not think of Aslan's sinister intentions. In his eyes, growing flax was easier than growing food, allowing the extra farmers to reclaim wasteland or plant other high-value crops.
Anyway, the flax sold is also an agricultural indicator task. You can submit tasks and make money at the same time. It's the best of both worlds.
The two chatted happily. When Baron Jimmy left, he took the sample cloth away with an excited expression on his face.
He looked like he had gotten a big deal and was going to make a fortune.
Cruze walked in from outside and looked at Aslan without wanting to speak.
"Why, I want to get another roll for your Miria."
Aslan said angrily.
Cruze quickly shook his head and said, "I have money, just buy it."
Aslan rolled his eyes and wanted to say something.
"Your money is also given to you by me, not by your poor wife."
After following Aslan for a while, Aslan discovered an interesting thing. After the five of them came to Mero Town, they ate in the cafeteria on time every day, never went out for entertainment, and practiced hard when they were bored.
Later, Aslan learned that these five guys were all paupers, including Cruze. They came with no money at all, and they just let Aslan have food, food and accommodation. Considering that there are six sets of knight armor every month.
, No, there are seven sets now. After Wu Lusi breaks through the Great Sword Master, he will be charged according to the Great Sword Master standard.
"That's a monthly employment fee of more than 1,500 gold coins!"
When Aslan found out, he couldn't help but roared at the five people.
In the end, Aslan saw how pitiful they were and gave him a salary. Since he had no position, all he got was a cultivation subsidy.
"Then tell me what you have to say."
"Lord Aslan, I want to buy a batch of cloth from you on behalf of the territory." Cruze said with an embarrassed look on his face.
The day before yesterday, he applied to the warehouse to buy a roll of cloth and sent it back to the territory in the Rocky Mountains. The purpose was to make new clothes for Meria. He also told what he saw and heard in Merlo Town. He did not expect that the next day
I received an urgent message from Miria, which she sent overnight.
With Miria's intelligence, although she is not as good as Jason in terms of business acumen, her vision and vision are no different.
She could see the business opportunities in it at a glance, and during this period of correspondence with Klose, Miria Aslan was vigorously developing the territory's business.
In her eyes, these products actually serve business.
It's not that she's not smart enough, it's that the world has limited her imagination, because she doesn't understand what industrial development is from the beginning to the end.
The corners of Aslan's mouth curled up slightly. He had always been salivating over the rebels' huge sales network, but he had never found a good entry point. He didn't expect that it would be delivered to his door today.
Today, the textile factory in the territory has more than 60 textile machines. They operate in three shifts and work 24 hours a day. Each textile machine can produce 15 meters of cloth per day. This output is very terrifying. Essien and Essien, who got the news, and
Wilson was shocked.
And this output is still gradually increasing. Aslan's initial goal is to produce one thousand textile machines at the same time.
Aslan believed that soon the Billy region would not be able to eat all the cloth in his hand. After all, people in this era did not wear clothes like they did on Earth in the previous life, where new clothes were only worn until the season changed and then thrown away.
In particular, civilians often wear their clothes until they can no longer be mended, and are reluctant to throw them away.
"Okay!" Aslan nodded and said.
Cruze suddenly saluted Aslan with surprise on his face, and Miria told her that as long as this business was negotiated, there would be no need to worry about military expenses in the territory in the future.
Looking at Cruze who looked grateful, Aslan shook his head.
The poor kid was sold by him and he happily helped him count the money.
Arriving in the courtyard, Aslan watched a group of elves surrounding Ilaya and couldn't help laughing.
The Holy Envoy has a fatal attraction for the elves, but the reaction of the group of elves in the corner is very cold.
Just by looking at them, Aslan understood that these were elves who believed in the power of the sun.
Unlike elves like Ilaiya who believe in the moon or stars, they do not rely on the power of nature on the surface. Their physiques have completely broken away from the needs of natural power, so they are regarded as heretics by most of the old-school elves. They are among the elves.
There is also a very resounding title - the betrayer.
Aslan looked at the elf betrayer in front of him with great interest.
Their skin is wheat-colored, not the black of dark elves, and the muscle lines on their bodies are full of explosive power, but they completely combine strength and beauty.
These elves should be desert elves. Unlike other elves, the desert elves are the overlords of the desert. They are warlike and have the natural talent to control sand. In the desert, they are desert predators with both magic and martial arts. They like to rob people passing by the desert.
All creatures, even elves, are no exception.
Aslan looked at the five desert elves in front of him with great interest, three women, one man, and a half-year-old beautiful elf boy.
"Haha! It's really rare to be a desert elf." Aslan's voice sounded in the courtyard.
Ilayah saw Aslan coming and quickly motioned to the elves to salute.
The elves who became slaves have long been worn away by the slave life. They are no longer arrogant, and many elves have even suffered from Stockholm Syndrome.
Looking at the flattering smiles on their faces, Aslan shook his head.
Those desert elves looked at Aslan with hatred. If they weren't wearing shackles, they would definitely pounce on Aslan and tear him to pieces.
Aslan smiled contemptuously and said to Cruze: "Take them to the dungeon, without any sunlight, and lock them in confinement for a month."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the desert elves changed dramatically. Cruze waved his hand, and the three Russells pounced on them like wolves and tigers, beating the five desert elves down. Boss quickly took out five pairs of Pipa locks.
The five people were locked up and they completely lost their fighting ability.
Now with Aslan's salary, they work harder and more diligently, because Aslan also tempted them, and if they perform well, they can get a promotion and a salary increase.