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Chapter 434 Mysterious Shaman

"I know, I will try my best to spend the Marks on hand. It just so happens that the prices of steel and food in Maxim Federation have increased a lot recently, so I can spend some of it." Aslan said lightly.

"One more thing, the precious metals at the mint are already seriously insufficient. If this efficiency continues, work will be suspended in less than half a month." Winner said with a depressed face.

Aslan exchanged more than 100 million gold coins, which almost wiped out the gold in Mero City. As for the silver coins and copper coins, they also quickly flowed into the pockets of the people. As a result, the treasury of Mero City, which was responsible for minting coins, was too poor to run away.

Rat.

Aslan was silent for a while and finally spoke: "We cannot let people and officials keep money at home. Money can only be considered money when it is in circulation."

"A bank wants to handle savings business? Is it the same as Maxim Federal Commercial Bank?" Wenner said thoughtfully.

"That's right! What do you think?" Aslan asked.

"In the past, our bank was mainly engaged in the business of issuing new coins, and Maxim Federal Commercial Bank might not care about it. However, once it develops similar business, it will definitely be targeted. I am worried that Maxim Federal Commercial Bank will take action against us."

Wen Na said with a solemn expression.

Aslan nodded.

"This is a problem!"

“Then let’s implement it in the Merlo area for the time being!”

While Aslan and Winner were chatting, they unknowingly came to the central area of ​​the Elf Forest Farm, their Shade City.

The entire city is divided into three floors. The first floor is on the surface, where various exquisite wooden houses are neatly planned and beautiful.

The second floor is five or six meters high from the ground. They are mainly tree houses built on giant trees. They are perfectly integrated with nature. From a distance, you can't even tell that it is a tree house.

The third floor is a huge green platform built by countless branches and vines. There are no gorgeous buildings on it, only a simple natural temple.

What they worship is not the gods of nature, but the power of nature.

There is only one crystal clear spring in the temple, and the spring water is the first drop of dew that condenses on the trees in the entire Elf Forest Farm every day.

It has magical effects such as quickly restoring magic power and improving the bloodline of elves.

Some people call it the Elf Holy Spring, while the elves call it the Moon Spring, which means the first spring water that condenses in the morning forest when the moon fades.

Bathory had already had breakfast prepared and began to arrange for Aslan to sit down.

Along the way, many elves greeted Aslan. Maybe Aslan didn't recognize him, but none of these elves didn't recognize Aslan.

It was Aslan who created the Elf Forest Farm today, and even gave rise to the perfect ecological chain of elves and humans, which complement each other.

The elves' breakfast was mainly light, without any meat, but it still made Artoria's index finger tickle.

Nothing but because the food is exquisite and mostly fruit-based, especially fruit pie, which has become a delicacy in the Elf Forest Farm.

While eating the fruit pie, an unpleasant smell slowly came over her, making Artoria frown involuntarily.

Aslan immediately understood who was coming.

Reyes from Barbarian Farm, Leanning's teacher.

"Lord Lord! Good morning!"

"How many times has Reyes told you that you must take a shower before coming out of the breeding farm, otherwise the smell on your body will be too strong," Aslan said angrily.

After listening to this, Reyes sniffed his body vigorously and found that there seemed to be no peculiar smell!

Aslan covered his head helplessly.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Reyes squeezed towards Aslan mysteriously and whispered: "Lord! The white-skinned pig you requested has been bred. Although it has only been raised for half a month, its growth rate is that of the original pig beast.

Several times."

Aslan's eyes couldn't help showing surprise.

White-skinned pigs are actually genetically modified white-skinned pigs. Compared with ordinary pigs, these white-skinned pigs have longer meat, a shorter growth cycle, are less likely to get sick, and are easier to breed on a large scale.

It was specially bred by Aslan in his previous life to solve the problem of eating meat. He did it in advance in this life. On the one hand, he knew the process and technology of breeding white-skinned pigs. He only needed the cooperation of the animal druid mage.

Compared with Earth's scientific researchers, who often take several years or even more than ten years to genetically modify other plants or animals, in front of a druid mage, as long as they know the key factors, they can cultivate the crops and plants they need in minutes.

"Elves are indeed the darlings of nature." Aslan couldn't help but exclaimed.

Reyes nodded.

In today's barbarian tribe, young people of both genders are joining the army, while old people are working in several large breeding farms in Mero City. It may be because they have lived in the wild for many years and they have a very good understanding of the habits of animals.

He seems to be a natural farmer.

There are five breeding farms in Merlo City, four of which are properties under Aslan's name. The other one was originally the property of Yokofu, but now it is the property of the entire barbarian tribe.

"Very good, in the next period of time, the five farms will do their best to cultivate this kind of white-skinned pigs. Of course, ordinary pig beasts cannot be left behind." Aslan directly issued the execution order.

Arturia next to her twitched her mouth when she heard this.

She found that her lord husband was really completely different from other lords.

Other lords generally only think about how to make money and enjoy themselves, and don't care about other things. Some lords who are a little more ambitious will also manage military affairs, which is already the limit.

But what about Aslan?

Not only military and government affairs need to be managed, commercial factories need to be managed, but now even pig raising needs to be managed.

Arturia wanted to ask aloud.

"Is there anything else in Melo City that you don't care about now?"

Aslan and Reyes actually sat together and started eating breakfast. In the end, Artoria directly used the Dou Qi Shield to block the penetration of the smell.

When the time came to around ten o'clock in the morning, almost all the guests attending the ceremony had arrived, and even the centaurs and prairie elves of the North Wind Prairie also sent representatives.

Because of the locust plague and drought, the Ottoman Kingdom had to stop its invasion of the Borean Steppe, and even withdrew its troops directly from the Borean Steppe.

Savannah brought an old man from the Centaur tribe to greet Aslan.

"I heard that Marquis Aslan visited the Yadong subcontinent some time ago." Savannah said with a smile.

"How are you two? Ms. Savannah and Sage Didier." Aslan did not answer Savannah's question, but turned his attention to the old man from the Centaur tribe in front of him.

Didier is known as the patron saint of the centaurs and the powerful shaman teacher.

The shaman profession is very rare, and only a few alien races still retain this profession. The shaman may not be as powerful as the magician, but in terms of weirdness, it is far more than the magician. Together with the necromancer, it is called the two major mysterious professions in the mainland.

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