Lord of Industrialization

The birdsong in the early morning was like an alarm clock, waking up the sleeping people.

When Frederick and Maria were having breakfast, Ah Fu came to report the situation last night.

"Last night, Dafranche found Miss Ella." Ah Fu said, "Miss Ella's father is a businessman. After her mother died, he married a lady with two daughters."

"According to our inquiries, Miss Ella is not living well at home. She doesn't even have a bed to sleep on and can only sleep in the firewood pile."

Maria frowned and asked, "Doesn't her father care?"

Ah Fu replied, "According to the tradition here, the men in the family only take care of things outside the house, and all the things inside the house are managed by the wife, and men cannot interfere."

Maria was a little unhappy after hearing this.

Although many places are men in charge of the outside and women in charge of the inside, this is the first time I have encountered such an extreme example.

Ah Fu continued, "The merchants sympathized with Miss Ella's experience and decided to give her family a good time."

Frederick asked, "No one was killed, right?"

He was a little worried. If those merchants beat her parents and sister to death, it would be difficult to deal with.

Ah Fu replied: "No, they are planning to kidnap Miss Ella, and Miss Ella agreed."

Frederick was speechless about these guys, and finally said: "Let them, it doesn't matter if there is one more person in the convoy."

Maria continued: "Tell Ella that I gave all those clothes and jewelry to her."

She is a rich woman, and those clothes and jewelry are not worth much in her eyes.

Especially the pair of crystal shoes, which are made of slime glue. The most expensive thing in the market is the designer's design fee, and the designer is Maria herself.

After breakfast, the two packed up their things and ran away to play for a few days.

There is a black lake a few kilometers away from the iron ore town, and there is a hunter's cabin on the lakeside. Frederick and Maria went there to play for a few days.

They only brought two backpacks and a hunting rifle.

Maria took out a flute and played cheerful music along the way, attracting flocks of birds to accompany her around, and many white rabbits and slimes jumped out of the grass.

A group of deer appeared in the woods, and they were also attracted by the music and gradually walked to her side.

Maria played the flute and led the animals to the hunter's hut by the lake.

"Bang!"

After the gunshot, Maria asked Frederick, "Do you want to eat stewed venison or roasted venison?"

Frederick had just reported on the intercom that he had arrived at the destination and replied, "I like everything you cook."

The hunter's hut is fully equipped, and there is a rack for hanging prey next to the house.

Hunting is a compulsory course for nobles, and Maria and other young ladies are no exception. It is natural to handle prey.

The hut was cleaned up by itself, and Frederick arranged the things and then came to the lake.

The lake is triangular, with a side length of four or five hundred kilometers. The eastern corner where the hunter's hut is located is low in terrain, and opposite the lake is a cliff several hundred meters high.

The lake is deep and a little dark.

Frederick frowned. The water source of this lake is just a few streams and precipitation in the surrounding mountains and forests. The river flowing out is not big, which means that the lake water lacks nutrients.

Two hours later, Maria hugged Frederick from behind, kissed him on the face and asked, "How many fish did you catch?"

Frederick said seriously, "We'll catch some soon."

Maria smiled and said, "Maybe we can catch some canned fish."

Frederick gnashed his teeth.

In the Duchy of Wessen, there is a farce about a face-loving master and a silly servant. One of the plots is that the master asked the servant to buy a fish and then put it on the hook in the water after the empty air, but the servant bought a bag of canned fish and put it on.

Catching canned fish now is the biggest ridicule for fishermen, and this ridicule has gone beyond the Duchy of Wessen and into the world.

Maria smiled and left, and soon came back with a piece of bread, broke it into pieces and sprinkled it in the water.

After a while, only a few small fish that were not even as big as fingers came to eat the bread on the water.

"It seems that there are not many fish in the lake." She sat next to Frederick, leaning on his shoulder, "There are so few small fish, they must not be enough to feed the big fish."

Frederick did not speak, but rubbed his face against the black-haired head on his shoulder.

The two sat quietly by the lake, leaning against each other in a daze, until the smell of burnt stewed venison wafted in.

"Ah!" Maria jumped up and ran back to the hunter's cabin.

Fortunately, the stewed venison was only burnt at the bottom, and the top was still edible.

After eating and drinking, Maria marinated the venison to be roasted tonight, and Frederick took out the inflatable boat and went boating on the lake later.

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The two had a good time by the lake, and the iron ore town was still bustling with people. Many merchants regretted not catching up with the dance that night.

But it didn't matter. Duke Wesson brought a small theater troupe, the guards also performed two or three programs, and the accompanying merchants also had their own advertising dramas, which were performed in tents outside the town every night.

The news quickly spread in Bohemia.

In the small castle of Stowe, Baron Stowe asked his brother Jori, who had just returned home, "Is Grand Duke Wessen really here for vacation?"

Jori nodded and said, "When I was in the Duchy of Wessen, I heard that Grand Duke Wessen and Miss Eltal were here for vacation. When they passed by the Iron Ore Town, they played at the nearby lake for two days."

"There are quite a few businessmen in the entourage, some of whom are big businessmen that I don't usually have the right to meet."

Stowe thought for a while and said, "It doesn't look like they are here to fight us."

Jory shrugged and said, "Grand Duke Wesson is afraid that you will declare war on him and surrender immediately so that you can get into the Duchy of Wesson."

Sto's mouth twitched, then shook his head and said, "He won't want our poor place, which has nothing but stones and trees."

Jory nodded in agreement.

He was in charge of the family's business trade, and the only things he could show off were the dried mushrooms picked from the woods.

"That..." Jori asked cautiously, "Isn't there still gold sand in that river?"

Sto spread his hands and said, "That was when my grandfather was still alive. No one has found it in recent years."

"Last year, the exploration team of the Principality of Wessen came here and suspected that there was a mineral vein upstream, but in the end, nothing came of it."

Jori was helpless and sighed, "It would be great if there was a railway. At least our stones are good, and opening a quarry would be a considerable income."

After taking a sip of tea, he continued, "In fact, building roads is also okay. The roads in the wild of the Principality of Wessen are paved with broken stones, and the stones can be sold."

"If there is a road, we can also sell wood, which is also a huge profit."

Sto shook his head and said, "I don't have the money to build a road myself. Even if I have it, what's the point of only building a section of my territory?"

"Grand Duke Wessen is rich, but will he help us build roads in this poor and remote area for no reason?"

Jori thought so too. Although Grand Duke Wessen has invested in the Elbe Treaty Organization to build roads and railways, it is facing the rich northern coastal areas.

Now the entire Bohemian region is in ruins. The Osmaga Empire and the Piast Kingdom don't want it anymore. But they still want Grand Duke Wessen to invest money in its construction. That can only be dreamed of.