Lord of Industrialization

While Frederick was educating the "maid" severely, Eugene was invited by his old friends to drink with the merchants accompanying the army outside the Gallic military camp.

Frederick had already anticipated this kind of thing and told him his plan in advance.

Eugene looked around. There were more than a dozen people, all children of various families, and there was wine and meat on the table.

Fabian, who was bald at a young age, sat next to Eugene. His father was Count Barthes, who commanded a squadron of fire dragon knights in the Royal Guards. Military friends, both of whom are good at defensive operations.

The young people drank two rounds of wine. They were heartbroken when they heard Eugene talking about how much profit he made from investing in the factory in the Principality of Wesson in a year. Fabian thought of the rotten tulips in the ground and immediately changed the subject: "I heard Did you hear that Archduke Wesson was going to sell the farm in the lowlands?"

Seeing that the main topic was about to begin, Eugene picked up the wine glass and took a sip without haste, and said, "Have you ever heard of fried onion rings? They cut the onions horizontally, divide them into circles, wrap them in egg liquid and batter and put them in. Fry it in hot oil until golden brown, then dip it in... Hey... put your swords away, you don't need this for chopping onions."

After a while of joking, a plate of steaming hot fried onion rings was placed in front of Eugene.

The boss of the merchant who followed the army stood aside nervously. Although he had been making onions for decades, this was the first time he had encountered this method. He was afraid that he would be angry if he did not do it well.

Eugene took a look at the onion rings and said with some satisfaction: "They are well done. Do you have red ketchup? You can eat this with red ketchup, cheese sauce or yogurt sauce."

The boss immediately brought what he was talking about, and while eating, Eugene said, "Okay, you can put away your swords."

"Try the fried onion rings. Everything is good there, but I rarely get onions. I often make them myself."

Sitting opposite, Vicente was a canned officer of the Royal Guards. He was not tall and had a bad temper. He said angrily: "Okay, from now on this will be called the 'Eugene Circle.' A slap in the face."

Eugene had never won a fight since they were young, and he was still a deterrent to this day.

Eugene picked up the wine glass and took a long sip. After putting it down, he said, "It's true that the principal wants to sell the farm. I've booked one with a dock on the seaside. It will be a good vacation there when I get old."

Vicente immediately asked: "How much?"

Frederick's farms are high-quality assets with high grain yields. The most important thing is that they have paid taxes for 20 years and now have more than ten years of tax holidays. The short- and medium-term benefits are extremely considerable.

It can be seen that the sale price will not be very low.

Eugene shook his head and said, "It's hard to say the price. The principal sold me the internal price, which is definitely lower than yours."

Teo, who was sitting on the other side of Eugene, saw someone winking at him, so he asked: "Can you do me a favor? Buy more and sell it to us at a higher price."

Eugene's face suddenly darkened, he threw down the half-eaten fried onion rings, stood up and turned to leave.

Fabian immediately stood up and grabbed Eugene and said, "Hey, don't be as knowledgeable as that kid Teo."

Vicente also stood up and went over to pull Eugene and said, "That boy hasn't slept with a woman yet. He's a little brat. He doesn't know anything. He's always telling jokes."

Laurent, who was sitting on the other side of Theo, slapped him on the back of the head and scolded him: "How do you talk? Archduke Wesson only gave Eugene an internal price because he trusted him because of his outstanding ability. You are just an egg."

Others chimed in to condemn Theo.

Eugene saw that everyone was almost done with the performance, so he stopped acting. If he continued to perform, Theo would really get beaten, so he half-pushed himself back to the chair.

He said: "The principal invested a lot of money in developing those farms. No one will do a loss-making business. The capital must be recovered."

"So those farms are basically sold at market prices, so don't be fooled."

Fabian started to toast Eugene with a round of wine, picked up a fried onion ring and dipped it in cheese sauce and ate it. While eating, he said: "You also know that we suffered a heavy loss on tulips last year. Maybe for a while." I can’t afford that much money.”

Others nodded.

The nobles of the Kingdom of Gaul began to scrape land in the lowlands as early as 12 years ago. All the land and wealth of the local nobles who supported the Rhine League fell into their hands, and the land suitable for reclamation in the hands of the neutral nobles was also forcibly sold to them.

When Frederick passed away eight years ago, purchase restrictions had already been implemented, and Françoise could only buy a small farm if she had money.

It's just that after last year's tulip incident, the nobles who participated in speculation no longer have liquidity in their hands.

Fabian continued to say to Eugene: "Can you ask Archduke Wesson and refer to the friendship bond? This money is owed first and we will pay it back later."

Others also meant the same thing, and this was a solution their family came up with after a brief discussion.

Eugene asked him helplessly: "What's the difference between you paying back the money slowly and keeping it in your hand to get benefits?"

Fabian was speechless, that was indeed the truth.

Eugene continued: "The principal sold the farm simply to raise money to develop the new territory, which required a starting sum of ready money."

"He also knows that everyone has no gold coins now, so he came up with a way for me to give advice. You can also see if it can work."

"The principal said that you can give at least 30% in gold coins, and the remaining 70% can be paid in antiques such as oil paintings and sculptures."

"The prices of those antiques are not fictitious. They will be appraised and appraised by the Covent Garden Auction House in the Kingdom of England, and the money will be paid according to the appraised price."

After he finished speaking, everyone else looked at me and I looked at you. This plan is not unacceptable. Except for a few of the piles of antiques at home that have commemorative significance, most of them are used to show off and sell for emergencies when necessary.

But there was a problem with this plan, Teo asked: "Ah, those antiques still need to be appraised by the people in England?"

Eugene smiled and answered him: "You will know some things later."

The others smiled knowingly and said nothing.

The Covent Garden Auction House in the Kingdom of England has always had a good reputation. The prices they appraised were basically in line with the current market conditions. Frederick only knew this after listening to the people at the bank.

Fabian whispered to Eugene: "I personally think there is no problem, but can you tell Archduke Wesson that the types of antiques sent by my family and their value must be kept secret."

Eugene nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will make it clear to the principal."

Fabian said hurriedly: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so clear."

After the money problem was solved, Eugene continued: "The principal's farms there are between 80 and 120 hectares, and there are about a hundred farms."

Such a large farm is equivalent to a square with a side length of about 900 meters to 1100 meters. At this time, Frederick could not make it bigger, but it was easier to manage with fewer people.

With more land, there will be more people. If it turns into a big village or even a town, there will be a lot of trouble. For convenience, he divided most of the land.

Eugene said: “These farms vary from big to small, and have different products, but in general they are all good.”

"According to the wishes of His Majesty Louis and the principal, His Majesty selected a few, and the remaining families were selected starting from the higher places according to their titles."

"Of course, the share is also divided according to the title."

This was the way it was done when the spoils of war were divided up in the lowlands, and everyone else was fine.

The table quickly dispersed, taking the news back with them.