According to Jean's common sense, poor people wear linen clothes, and then stuff strips of cloth or sawdust into the two layers of linen clothes. This is the basic operation.
Who doesn’t know that linen leaks and rough linen can cause skin pain due to strangulation?
But poor people have no better choice.
Even if there were, I couldn't afford to play with it.
Only the rich or nobles can afford high-end warm clothing, such as fur coats.
You deceive me and everyone deceives you. This is how the poor live their lives.
Now, the industrial revolution started by Mr. Mai while fighting the war has changed everything.
When a normal country goes to war, who doesn't tighten their pants and live a life? If the poor have a stutter, thank God. Death from freezing and illness is normal. The country is about to be destroyed, who cares so much.
Mai Qi Pa is definitely a monster!
With the help of sand sculpting players, while making steel molds, stamping and other things in one go, they also made a loom that was as good as World War II on Earth.
Especially this year, part of the land was set aside to grow cotton, which promoted the spread of cotton cloth. On the other hand, after basically driving away the Scourge, Mr. Mai began to let the Barov family raise ducks in Keldaron Lake...
This will lead to a decrease in fish catch, but on the other hand, it will increase the supply of duck meat and duck down.
Ducks are usually ready for sale in about forty days. Breeding is really convenient. To deal with possible outbreaks of poultry and livestock diseases, all that is needed is more manpower.
The most indispensable thing in Stratholme is manpower. It's a job that even a child can do, plucking duck feathers.
When down jackets appeared, fur coats only had the meaning of luxury goods.
In addition, there is the emergence of cotton-padded jackets. Ordinary workers can afford a cotton-padded jacket with ten days’ wages of working an eight-hour work system. Those who have worn it say it is good. However, the output is not too high now, and down and cotton-padded jackets are given first priority.
The Second Army had enough supplies for the army, so the extra 200,000 items were transferred to the people.
Wait until next year, I dare not say it in the entire alliance, at least in the Stratholme Federation, it can be fully promoted.
McDonald's controls the price of cotton-padded clothes. In order to prevent reselling, buyers must register with their real names and hand in a linen winter coat that they wear before they can add money in exchange for a warm cotton-padded jacket.
Hehe! Doesn’t it feel like déjà vu?
That's right, the second-hand linen winter clothes handed in by the people are all at Old Wolf King's place.
If Mr. Mai was reselling it to Jean, the old wolf king would not say anything, even if his teeth were knocked out, he would only swallow his blood, and he would definitely feel uncomfortable.
Bottom line – it’s free!
If someone doesn’t give you money to give it to you, what kind of bicycle do you want?
Faced with Genn's request for help, the toolman Barthras asked the number of people affected by the disaster extremely seriously. He believed in his heart that Gilneas must have exaggerated the number, so he cut Genn's requested number in half, guessing that maybe it would still be enough.
Nothing good can be done, he said.
"Your Majesty Greymane, the Alliance now has a complete disaster relief system. If Your Majesty can rest assured and leave it to the disaster relief troops led by Stratholme, it is estimated that food can be distributed to every one of Your Majesty's people within five days. It will take 5 days."
No……"
Normally, Jean would have Barthras do it.
Gene is suffering too!
"Lord Barceras, it's not that I don't want to. There has been a wolf trouble in Gilneas. Now more than half of the citizens are werewolves, and many werewolves are extremely aggressive. Even me..." After that, old Jean said in front of Barceras
The faces of Si and all the Stratholme knights transformed.
A wolf-headed monster with strong limbs, upright, majestic, and beautiful features appeared in front of everyone!
Well, they are Huskies for sure!
"Oh oh oh!" Barcellas almost clapped and said, "That's awesome."
Everyone's face said: That's it?
"Aren't you...aren't you scared?" This time it was Gene's turn to be a little embarrassed.
"Well... my lord has kept a female black dragon in the Duke's Mansion for a long time. So, that... we are used to it."
There aren't too many people in the Duke's Palace.
Even if it looks like a human being, as long as it wears a trident badge, there is a question mark as to whether it is human.
Anyway, these younger brothers are numb.
Otherwise, if you, old man, turn into an ancient god with tentacles, we might be shocked.
When the palace minister said this, Jean was speechless.
Of course, he knew that by letting the Alliance come in to provide disaster relief, it meant a partial transfer of sovereignty. But as an isolationist and a super nerd, he would never move out of his nest as long as he could stay in isolation. The current situation was unsustainable.
Yes!
"Then I'll trouble you, Lord Barthras. The Gilnean King's Guard will protect your safety at all times. Disaster relief is like putting out fires. Please allocate supplies as soon as possible." After saying that, Old Jean bowed deeply.
Barthras quickly bowed and returned the gift: "Your Majesty Greymane's great gift, I can't bear it."
McDonald was kind in this regard. Gene and his men watched with their own eyes as Barcellas kept writing notes and stamping them, and then efficiently transferred large amounts of grain from various warehouses to the train.
Nowadays, the train runs from Stratholme City, passes through Cowlin City, turns 180 degrees, passes through Sodoril Fortress, runs east and west across Andorhal territory, and goes all the way west to the ruins of Lordaeron City.
With the recovery of the lost lands destroyed by the Scourge, the railway tracks in Tirisfal Glades and Silverpine Forest have begun to be laid, but they are not yet open to traffic.
As a last resort, half of the supplies were transported here by rail carriages, while the other half was transported up Lake Lordamre, to the southeast of Silverpine Forest by water, and finally transported into Gilneas by carriages.
What moved Genn the most was that Barthiras, the palace minister, put down the government affairs of his territory and personally went to Gilneas to arrange disaster relief.
Although the relief food was of various kinds and the quantity was not sufficient, Gene saw that one hundred carts of sweet potatoes were being hauled today, fifty carts of rye were being hauled tomorrow, and three hundred carts of potatoes were being hauled the day after tomorrow. The food transportation had not stopped at all, and Jean had nothing to say.
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"McDonald's has worked hard too. He managed to get it out of the granaries everywhere." Gene had the same emotion as his men.
Gene didn't know that a copy of the disaster relief content here was placed on the table of each alliance leader every day.
Stormwind City Stormwind Keep.
Bolvar rubbed his eyebrows and smiled bitterly.
Young Varian was curious: "Is something wrong? Brother McDonald is working hard to provide disaster relief!"
"Work hard?" Anduin Lothar next to him looked strange: "Varian, do you have any misunderstanding about your big brother who is always like a hamster and won't stop until he has stocked up ten times the winter food?"
This time, Bolvar sold Mai without hesitation: "In Stratholme, the sweet potatoes are all used to feed the pigs!"
"Ah!" Varian, the king with a more muscular mind, exclaimed.
Once upon a time, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn were the staple foods of the Stratholme people.
If you eat one of these things every day, you will definitely vomit. If you eat them alternately, you will not get tired of it, and you will be full in large quantities. With the defense of Andorhar Territory, mechanized agriculture in the Great Plains has begun to develop. This year, the granary in McDonald Territory
They were all wiped out.
McDonald's relief measures like this are telling other big bosses in the alliance that I am leaving Gilneas alone.
