Empires Start with Lords

Ross simply put down the pen in his hand and patiently explained to his little man.

"The main body of the prosperity plan is to support merchants." Ross said: "I intend to make 70% of the people in the hope land engaged in business. And I amend many preferential policies for merchants to attract other territories to endure the scorn of nobles. All the merchants came to the Land of Hope to settle and develop.”

"Seventy percent?" Fischer repeated in surprise: "Is that too many, if so many people are engaged in commercial activities. Who will farm the land, and build houses and make tools. "

Ross smiled mysteriously and said, "What do you think I've been doing these days when I go out early and come home late? I've basically solved all the things you worried about."

After Ross finished speaking, he glanced at Fischer who had no idea what to do. He stretched out his hand and touched the top of her head gently and said, "Yes, there are too many things during this time, so that you are busy from morning to night, and you have no time to wander around the city. I am wronged."

Fischer shook his head and said, "No, dear. I don't feel any grievance, on the contrary, I'm quite happy to be able to help you. After all, when I'm desperate, only you are willing to take a huge risk to take me in.

Now, let's move on to the prosperity plan. I'm curious how you solved such a huge problem. "

After listening to Fischer's words, Ross pulled Fischer from her back to the front along one of her hands. He motioned her to sit on his lap, then hugged her tightly and said, "I designed a powerful machine, which can be matched with any mechanical parts to make different things. . This kind of machine only needs one person to operate and can do the work that requires a hundred people to work together."

"Bah." The long-lost voice of the system sounded, as if it was deliberately dissatisfied with the two people's greasy and crooked dissatisfaction to destroy the atmosphere. It said: "You are so shameless, you dare to take such a great creation on yourself!"

Ross was startled by the sudden voice, and he immediately replied: "Why do you show up every time you have a chance to slap me, and don't see you when you think about it?!"

But the system seemed to just spit out a word, and Ross waited for a long time without hearing the system's answer.

Fischer looked at the somewhat surprised expression on Ross's face, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Oh." Ross came back to his senses. Said: "It's nothing, just suddenly remembered something. But it doesn't matter, where did we just say?"

"Speaking of one person doing what a hundred people can do," Fischer said.

"Oh, yes!" Ross continued, "This way, you can free up the people who make the tools and the people who farm. Let them go into business. I know some things that everyone wants to make technology.

With these technologies, we can buy raw materials cheaply from other territories and bring them to our territory for processing. Then sell the processed things to them at a relatively high price.

In this way, our territory will become richer and richer. With enough wealth accumulation, I can build the strongest army. At that time, no one in this world can make me compromise. "

"Thank you," Fischer said softly, apparently thinking Rose was doing it all for herself, and that by 'anyone' he meant the Trumans.

It can only be said that she guessed half right. The 'anyone' in Ross's mouth did include the Truman family, but it was not exactly the Truman family. And doing this is not entirely for Fischer, but also for Rose's unwillingness and ambition.

Hearing Fischer's inexplicable thanks, Ross glanced at Fischer suspiciously. But Fischer didn't plan to explain anything, only she quickly pecked Rose's lips and said, "It's nothing, you continue."

With Fischer's series of movements, Ross only felt a numbness. He didn't expect this weak-looking little girl to be so provocative. He calmed down and said: "It is obviously impossible for the city hall to have so many people to carry out this matter. At that time, those free businessmen will bring us huge surprises. Never underestimate the power of money. "

"What about the grain?" Fischer asked. "Can the machine you're talking about also be used to grow grain?"

Ross said: "Theoretically, it is possible, but it is more complicated. I don't plan to make a machine dedicated to growing food in the near future. I will only make a few tools that can make it more efficient. But do you know Longya Rice?"

"Longya rice?" Fischer said in confusion, "I used to eat it when I attended a banquet with my father in the capital, and the taste is unforgettable in my life. I heard that it is a unique crop of the Roman Empire next door, because the growing conditions are harsh. , although it is extremely precious. In our empire, only a few big families in the royal capital are fortunate enough to get some."

"Well." Ross nodded and said, "It won't be long before you can eat longya rice every day."

Hearing this, Fischer looked at Ross in disbelief and said, "You mean?"

"That's right." Ross said, "I have planted thousands of acres of Longya rice in the cursed land. At that time, not only will the food supply of the entire land of hope be guaranteed, but it can also be sold to other territories. With the preciousness of the dragon tooth rice, it will definitely sell for a very considerable price~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fischer listened to Ross's words, and his little head kept tapping lightly.

Having been with Rose for so long, she has become accustomed to Rose often surprising herself. Although Rose still refreshes her cognition of the world again and again.

She took the quill from Ross and said, "Let me write it for you. I probably already know how the plan should be worked out. You can revise it later."

Ross was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a chuckle. Watching the girl's beautiful jade hand move the white quill, leaving beautiful traces on the pale yellow paper...

the other side,

The grain officer was seriously examining the longya rice in the wheat field, for fear that he would miss an unripe ear of wheat.

Apparently, the Longya rice is fully ripe and it is time to harvest it. And the conscientious little old man is doing the final inspection.

"Sir, there are thousands of acres!" At this time, his assistant said helplessly beside him: "Order to harvest, I can understand your mood. But so many wheat ears, you look at them one by one. When are you going to see it?"