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Chapter 11 The Chief Architect of Pompeii

Mrs. Sophie frowned and thought for a while.

Unlike Old Sol, she felt that it was still necessary to build roads in Pompeii.

Although there are no large caravans passing through the territory, it means that it is not of much use.

But I really don’t like the bumpy roads.

In the same way, human and animal feces are everywhere on the road, which also affects the appearance. It's okay in winter, but in summer, there are flies flying everywhere.

Madame Sophie doesn't like to go out much, and this disgusting environment is one of the reasons.

Let’s not talk about whether this excrement can fertilize the fields. It seems to be good to clean up the excrement on the road.

Mrs. Sophie agrees with these two things, but the reason is that it still doesn’t cost too much money. The next question comes, can cows plow fields?

You have to buy at least sixty cows, which is a big expense.

"Luther, how sure are you that the cow can plow the fields?" Mrs. Sophie did not beat him to death with a stick, but raised her eyes and asked Luther.

Luther cheered up and realized that this stepmother was indeed much more open-minded than his father.

Luther said quickly: "Mom, this is a very simple truth. A carriage is a carriage if it is pulled by a horse. Without a horse, it is difficult to move by yourself. Why can't we make a tool that allows cattle to help plow the land?

What about the fields? As long as we have this kind of tool, we can save a lot of people's labor and cultivate more fields. In this way, Pompeii's agricultural tax revenue will be greatly increased."

Mrs. Sophie was very moved after hearing this. As the hostess of the Pompeii territory, she also hoped that the tax revenue in the territory could be greatly increased.

If the Pompeii family's wealth increases, then not only Luther but William can invest more money in knight training in the future, and even purchase potions.

When Luther and William get married in the future, they can also attract more noble noble ladies.

All in all, there is nothing better than territorial development.

As for trying to buy 60 cows, it's not bad. After all, if Luther fails and those cows are resold, at most the price difference will be taken advantage of, and there will be some labor costs.

All in all, a good deal.

"Okay, my mother will provide the funds. Luther, you can do whatever you want." Mrs. Sophie made up her mind and said generously.

Luther wished he could hug his stepmother and give her a kiss. She was indeed a heroic figure among women. She was much cuter than that silly and adorable father.

"Thank you, mom." Luther thanked her.

"Thank you for everything, it's all for Pompeii." Mrs. Sophie shook her head with a smile, stood up from the chair, and reached out to touch Luther's head.

After the killing, Mrs. Sophie smiled and said: "Go ahead, you should still have a lot of preparation work before buying the cow."

"Yes." Luther nodded, turned around and walked out excitedly.

………

Luther walked out of Mrs. Sophie's study with excitement on his face, but his excitement soon subsided. Because what happened next should not be careless.

If you want to develop a territory, it's not just a matter of talking.

Many, many things need to be done.

Although Luther was the soul of developing the territory and could call himself the "chief architect of the construction of Pompeii", Luther always knew that the purpose of building the territory was to serve himself.

As the eldest son of an ambitious lord, in order to improve the status and prestige of the Pompeii family, he had to climb up the ladder.

The most important point is Luther's own strength.

You can put all your efforts into building a territory, but you must not put all your attention into it. Luther must have time for knight training.

In other words, Luther had to find a mayor.

Go to the front desk and handle some details.

As soon as he thought of it, he did it. Luther turned a corner and came to the outside of Teacher Qiao Xiu's room. The rooms and doors in the castle were all similar in shape.

It's easy to get people going the wrong way, but luckily there are two words written on the door of this room: "Bonaparte."

Bonaparte is the surname of Mr. Qiao Xiu. This surname can be traced back to a noble Duke who is still passed down, Duke Bonaparte.

However, Teacher Qiao Xiu and the current Duke Bonaparte are already extremely distant in blood, and they can be regarded as inseparable relatives.

Luther stepped forward, knocked on the door, and asked, "Is Teacher Qiao Xiu here?"

"It's Luther, come in." Teacher Qiao Xiu's voice sounded.

After hearing this, Luther opened the door and walked in. This room was about the same size as Luther's room, and the layout was similar, except for an extra desk.

At this moment, Teacher Qiao Xiu was wearing a pair of glasses and holding a parchment book in his hand. He looked up at Luther, took off his glasses, and put down the parchment book.

He smiled and asked, "What does little Luther want from me?"

"Teacher, I want to set up a city hall in the territory to be responsible for the management of the territory. I plan to appoint a mayor and recruit some people who can read as staff. Do you have any candidates you can recommend?"

Luther asked sincerely.

"City Hall?" Teacher Qiao Xiu was stunned, because there is no city hall in this world. Then Teacher Qiao Xiu reacted and asked: "Is the mayor a position similar to the city lord?"

Luther scratched his head when he heard this. Is this some kind of unreliable translation?

In this world, there is indeed the position of city lord, who is responsible for managing a city and the surrounding areas. After thinking about it, Luther nodded and said: "It is a similar position."

Immediately, Luther said with some embarrassment: "Of course, Pompeii is not a city, not even a town. Using the mayor of Pompeii as a metaphor for the city lord makes me feel embarrassed."

"Little Luther, don't belittle yourself. Your idea is very good. In my opinion, the development of the Pompeii Territory is indeed a bit primitive. It is still necessary to recruit an official to take charge of the territory and manage the territory."

Teacher Qiao Xiu shook his head and expressed some appreciation.

Teacher Qiao Xiu is still very satisfied with his disciple. He is much better than Old Sol, the guy who only has muscles. He knows how to develop his territory.

"What do you think of Lelouch?" Teacher Qiao Xiu thought for a moment and then asked.

"Senior Lelouch? Didn't he go on a trip?" Luther was a little surprised when he heard this.

This Lelouch is none other than Teacher Qiao Xiu's only son. He must be twenty-three years old this year. He went on a trip three years ago, when he was in his early twenties.

He said he was not happy to stay in this rural place all his life.

In Luther's memory, this senior Lelouch is indeed a very talented person and a man of action. After such a person goes out, he should be able to live happily in a big city and not want to come back.

Yes.

Therefore, Luther was a little surprised.

"It seems that he suffered some setbacks outside and came back frustrated. According to the letter, I estimate that he will be able to come back in the dark today."

Teacher Qiao Xiu had a slightly distressed look on his face and sighed.

In fact, in the correspondence between the two parties, Lelouch did not mention any frustrations, but as a close friend, Teacher Qiao Xiu could guess what kind of blow Lelouch must have received.

As a father, Teacher Qiao Xiu naturally feels sorry for his son.

"It's great to have Lelouch-senpai's help."

Luther didn't care what setbacks Lelouch encountered outside. Under the current conditions, it was really great to hire Lelouch as mayor.

So Luther said happily.


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