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Chapter 354 Farmers

Of course, if you follow Luther, Pompeii will have something to eat, this is the law.

Stronger than Newton's law.

After Luther finished his pleasant conversation with the grain merchants, he returned to the city hall with Lelouch.

"Mr. Governor, Mr. Mayor, Miss Amanda is already here. She is currently arranged in the reception room No. 3 on the second floor." A knight guarding the door of the city hall came up to open the door in person and said to Luther and Lelouch.

"Okay." Luther nodded, got off the carriage with Lelouch, entered the city hall, and came to the reception room No. 3.

This is a small reception room, mainly white in color, with simple but exquisite decoration.

Miss Amanda is in her early twenties this year, and she is becoming more and more beautiful. She wears a round lady's hat and a black dress, elegant and calm.

Prior to this, Miss Amanda's aunt, Mrs. Morgan, had tried to get Miss Amanda and Luther to go on a blind date.

But Luther turned the blind date into a business place, and there was no spark between the two.

As time goes by, the identity gap between the two people becomes more and more obvious.

Luther and Pompey were already important figures in the entire Orange, and had even become one of the three nobles, the helmsman of the White Eagle Coat of Arms.

The Morgan family, on the other hand, has only become wealthier.

Something is wrong with the portal.

More importantly, Luther showed his celibacy. He did not marry, but he did not mind hanging out with women.

All in all, the two people have drifted apart and are now purely business partners.

"Mr. Governor, you let me sit alone for ten minutes." Miss Aman gave Luther a helpless expression after seeing him come in.

"Sorry, sorry." Luther apologized quickly, and then sat down with Lelouch.

"To express my apology, how about I point you to a profitable business?" Luther asked with a smile.

"What business?" Miss Amanda immediately took the bait. She is also a small money fan. When Luther just started, it was she and Miss Alice who smelled the business opportunity and firmly supported Luther. That's why Pompeii became what it is today.

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Over the years, Miss Amanda has been doing business in the White Eagle Territory and has made a lot of money.

But he still remains a businessman and is always very interested in making money.

"I'll give you an idea." Luther told Amanda the general principle of Jenny's textile machine in his previous life with a smile.

Then Luther said: "You previously planted mulberry trees in the west of Pompeii and planned to produce silk. So you don't mind expanding your business types, right?"

After listening to this, Amanda was thoughtful.

The textile machines in this world are basically hand-operated wooden structure textile machines, and they are made by handicrafts at home.

The textile machine provided by Luther is mechanized, and its efficiency is several times higher than that of ordinary textile machines.

This was Luther's self-proclaimed efficiency.

Because there is no real object, Luther cannot confirm the power of Jenny's loom. But Amanda still believes in Luther, because Luther has never made a mistake.

"Okay, I will discuss it with a wizard who is good at golems to see how to make this so-called mechanical textile machine. If it is really made, I will recruit a large number of workers and monopolize the entire Orange textile industry.

Business. Knock down all those small workshops."

Miss Amanda nodded, showing her ambition.

This is a strong woman in business, a woman who can beat up her enemies as long as she seizes the opportunity.

Because she was eager to do this, Miss Amanda said a few words in a hurry and left.

"Textile factories, silk factories, transportation companies, plus the continuous influx of capital from all directions. The industrialization of Pompeii will be greatly improved, and no matter how many laborers are there, it can be eaten."

"Luther, what a good plan you have."

Lelouch said with a smile, his big beard jumping up and down, funny.

"It's our good plan." Luther shrugged.

"The next step is to get rid of the big farmers and abolish the serfdom system. Agriculture, industry, animal husbandry, and employees will reach a balance. With the frequent commercial activities, our Pompeii will burst out with huge energy."

Luther came to the window, opened it, let the fresh air flow in, squinted his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"When the new party faced off against the Earl of Libya and Duke Ferg, I completed my development. Whether Pompeii can become one of the three nobles will only require a war."

Luther said.

"You are obviously prepared." Lelouch said with a smile, trusting his close partner.

"I have always been prepared." Luther shrugged, and the strange dragon of the Blood Dragon Mother appeared in his mind.

The Pompeii family will always prosper.

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When the grain merchants announced that they had no acquisition plans, the entire White Eagle Territory fell into brief turmoil.

Giethoorn.

In the small conference room at the home of the village chief Heishan, the village chief Heishan and five village officials were sitting together, looking at each other with a look of sadness on their faces.

"The grain merchants actually have no purchase plan. Obviously, the grain output situation in the White Eagle Territory is not optimistic." Heishan said with a self-deprecating smile.

Not optimistic.

In the past, we were afraid that food production would decrease and we would not have enough to eat.

Now it's better, no one wants high grain yields.

"Now let's take a look at the situation at the city hall. I hope White Eagle Coat of Arms has a plan to purchase grain and stabilize grain prices. Otherwise, the extra grain we have can only be used to feed pigs."

A village official also sighed.

"I feel that farming has no future. I plan to let my eldest son and second son go to Pompeii to work." A village official in his forties or fifties showed a wry smile.

Farming has no future.

It is not only the upper class of Giethoorn who have this idea, but also ordinary farmers.

So are Ani and the Asiya family.

At this time, Ani's family's grain has been harvested, threshed, and can be sold after drying.

But it can't be sold.

In a two-story wooden house, a farmer couple was sitting at the dining table helpless.

"I think it's better to let Oxford go to school. Although farming can make a living, it has no future." Ani smiled bitterly.

At the moment of a good harvest, Arnie was ready to let his eldest son Oxford drop out of school and go home to work in the fields, believing that farming was the way out.

But now, Ani has changed his mind.

"There is really no way out for farming." His wife Asiya nodded and then said sadly: "We have so much food, what should we do?"

"Feed pigs and raise chickens. Isn't the price of meat rising now? Buy more piglets and chickens." Ani sighed.

Even if the grain cannot be sold, farmers will not go bankrupt.

They have nothing to go bankrupt anyway.

It is the big farmers who are really bankrupt.


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