Lux's Magic Penetration Rod

Although it is rude to say this, compared to those in Xiongdu, the industry leaders of Forsbarrow are really not fundamentally different from the barbarians further north.

In Forsbarrow's three-thirds of an acre of land, there are only a few types of income that can be called income, and only so many people can be supported. The weak economic foundation cannot support an overly complex social structure. Sambor, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, has some experience in traveling around, but the other presidents are actually more...simple.

Especially the president of the Mining Association.

After receiving the draft sent to him by Lux for comments, he just turned to "Under the supervision of the Forsbarrow Government" and did not read any further.

There's not much to see.

We are the only ones in Demacia who have blue ocher, and we are the only ones who know how to mine it!

You know Hammer Blue Ocher, and you came here to supervise us?

However, when he saw the back after being reminded by Sam Bol, the content of Lux's draft made him change his face on the spot.

why?

Because in addition to supervision, Lux also provided policy help: she planned to build a blue ocher deep processing production line in Forsbarrow.

Ore washing, crushing, sintering, secondary crushing, fine grinding, color preparation, printing and dyeing...

These can all be expanded!

According to the results of the investigation, Lux generously drew a big picture - in the past, the blue ocher dug out by Forsbarrow had to be transported to Seca Town. Although the price was not a bargain, it was in line with the popularity of the entire industry. Demacia's blue ocher dye is not in the same dimension at all.

The miners are not stupid. They also want to combine the picking and processing of raw materials to increase their profit margins, just like the herb collectors.

But the problem is, they can't.

You can collect herbs by yourself, or process them by yourself, but if you want to process blue ocher, Forsbarrow doesn't have enough manpower, and natural conditions don't allow it!

But now, Count Laxana has tied "supervising mining" and "developing business" together, and is willing to support Forsbarrow's direct processing of blue ocher and bear the initial subsidies - this is contrary to White Teeth's direct request Regulating mining is not a concept!

If Count Laxana can do it, let alone supervise the Mining Association, he can be her dog himself!

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Looking at the miner leader who was as excited as if he was possessed by a sled dog, Sambor helplessly covered his face.

"Don't get excited yet!" He said dullly, "As I thought, in your draft for comments, His Excellency the Earl also promised some benefits."

"No, that's not a few, that's a lot!" Mr. Sled Dog suddenly jumped up from his seat, "I've been unhappy with those bastards in Seka Town for a long time -"

"Stop it, stop it!" Sambol put down his hand, "I'm not interested in the grudges between you and those guys. Now I just want to know, is what the Earl said is feasible?"

"Is it feasible?" Mr. Sled Dog seemed to be suddenly put on a halter. He fell silent and was stunned for a moment before speaking again, "This... looks feasible."

"If it seems impossible, it won't be in front of us." Sambol just wanted to slap the other person, and then picked him up by the back of the neck. "You are the president of the Mining Association, a miner. We are all counting on you!"

"..."

Mr. Sleddog finally stopped talking nonsense. He picked up the draft for comments again, turned to the back, and began to read it carefully, line by line.

The other presidents were not in a hurry, and just waited quietly for the miner leader to read and chew carefully.

After a while, the president of the Mining Association showed a bit of excitement and a bit of hesitation on his face.

"Logically speaking, it should be possible." His tone was a little subtle, and he finally lost the energy of having fun before. "However, there is no specific time marked in it, which makes me a little unsure."

Upon hearing this, several other presidents glanced at each other without any trace, and then seemed to be relieved.

"Everyone." Sambor spoke again, "It seems that His Excellency the Earl is indeed sincere, but we still need to see how much."

After hearing what he said, several presidents nodded.

"She knows Fosbairo well." Sambor continued, "I don't mean to compliment her, but among the aristocratic gentlemen I have seen, I have never seen such a character."

"But this is always a good thing." The president of the Herb Collection Guild and the only woman present said hoarsely, "I listened to her speech yesterday, and I agree with one thing. Forsbarrow is hers." She must work hard to manage the territory.”

"The management of the nobles comes at a price." The president of the Hunter Guild frowned upon hearing this, "Even if she is really willing to be tax-free within five years, what about after five years? I don't understand the nobles, but I know, In the spring, when wild beasts breed, I will break the hunting bow of any bastard who dares to hunt a female beast with cubs - and in the autumn, when the bow is stretched, there will be prey!"

"According to this, it is at best the middle of winter in Fosbairo." Sambor understood what the old hunter meant and said with a smile, "Even if the Earl fulfills all his promises, I am afraid that Fosbairo will not It’s hardly spring.”

"Does it count as spring in five years?" The old Orion put a bunch of tobacco leaves mixed with sedge into his mouth and began to chew. "This time is a bit delicate. If it really comes, then We may have to cut off the flesh."

"Even if a giant bear in the north has cut off a hundred pounds of flesh, it is still more terrifying than a fox." The president of the herb-gathering guild suddenly said a proverb from Fosbaero, "The fox has not yet become a giant bear, but it begins to grow." Are you worried about cutting your flesh?"

"So, Granny Nadine is planning to give it a try?" Old Orion chewed faster, "It seems that the sincerity given to you by His Excellency the Earl exceeds mine!"

"No way!" The old lady waved her hand with a smile, "There are few people in the herb collectors' guild. Your Excellency, the earl, is from the Crown Guard family. A little leakage between your fingers can make our lives more comfortable. This is different from the hunter. The guild is not the same thing. You have people all over Forsbarrow. You are all great young men. Naturally, you will not be tempted by such a small thing..."

Grandma Nadine's words made the old hunter a little proud - in terms of the number of organizations, the Hunters Guild has the largest number among the four, and most of its members are young adults. Its influence in the north has always been higher than the other three.

Moreover, before Lux arrived, the Hunters Guild had many connections with the Third Legion, and most of Forsbarrow's militiamen were selected from among the hunters.

Therefore, although it was organized by Sam Bol, in the eyes of the old hunter, he was the key to everything!

If the Hunter Guild doesn't nod, it won't be easy for the Earl to do anything he wants!

Picking up the trash can next to him, the old hunter chewed hard for a few times, spit out the tobacco leaves and sedge fibers in his mouth, then leaned back slightly on the chair.

"I think you can't believe everything this earl says." The hunter guild leader, who had organized his speech, said in a concluding tone, "She didn't say the time, so let's just leave it at that - when will it start?" Let’s get started, when will we start cooperating.”

The attitude of the old hunter is very clear. It can be summed up in one sentence: if you don't see the rabbit, don't let the eagle fly.

solicit opinions?

Until I see tangible benefits, keeping silent and not causing trouble for you is my greatest respect for you.

In his opinion, because of the arrival of the Earl, the general of the Third Northern Army has said that they will no longer recruit militiamen next year, and the good guys in his guild will not be able to eat military rations. I am willing not to cause trouble, and I am already very cooperative with the work. .

As for supervision and stuff...

When the pie falls, everything can be discussed!

Regarding the old hunter's views, Mr. Sleddog blinked and seemed to understand a little, while Sambor and Granny Nadine remained delicately silent.

"Then let me explore the way." Granny Nadine took the initiative to say, "I really don't know what can be done to supervise people who pick and dry herbs by themselves... If she can really help I went through the finished product and helped me pick out the poisonous weeds, so I still have to thank her!"

The old lady's words made the old hunter couldn't help but squint his eyes, but in the end he just reached into his pocket and grabbed a few tobacco leaves, and did not put them into his mouth again.

It's okay to let the herb collectors' guild give it a try.

If the Earl really has two hands, then the Hunter Guild will have more people and can always eat more.

Hunters always have to be patient.

Shooting the first bird, isn't it?

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The "Big Four" of Fosbello can be regarded as getting together in a hurry and breaking up in a hurry - winter is about to come, and except for Sambor, the other three are very busy.

Then, just when Sambol sent them away one by one, intending to go back and check the details himself, Granny Nadine, who had already left, took a detour and came back again.

"Sam Bol." When we met again, the president of the herb collectors' guild squinted his eyes and said with a playful expression, "You are quite capable, right?"

Seeing Granny Nadine go and come back, Sambol was obviously stunned - then, he couldn't help but shook his head.

Where is this going?

"Grandma Nadine." He smiled helplessly, "Please stop teasing me."

"I'm not teasing you, you're hiding it from me!" the old woman pointedly said, "If I didn't make some reaction, I'm afraid you would have sold me out to His Excellency the Earl, right?"

"Ah?" Sambol was a little confused this time, "How is this possible?"

"You're still pretending to me, aren't you?" Grandma Nadine said with a serious face, "Some time ago, people from your chamber of commerce took the initiative to investigate Ling Jiang. I'm afraid it was also the intention of the Earl, right?"

"Lingjiang?" Sambol thought for a moment before he understood what Granny Nadine meant, and then shook his head decisively, "You mean that businessman from Pi City? She did visit a lot of herb collectors through me, but that and the Earl It doesn’t matter to you, sir—to tell you the truth, in the end I didn’t make a penny because people thought that Forsbarrow’s supply of goods was unstable and that it couldn’t do big business.”

"Piltover merchant?" Grandma Nadine couldn't help but snorted, "Isn't that the housekeeper of His Excellency the Earl?"

"How is that possible!" Sambor waved his hand subconsciously, "Nobles are all arrogant, even the servants are the same. I have traveled all over the country for so many years, and I have never seen any noble housekeeper pretending to be a businessman-"

Um?

As if he realized something was wrong, Sambol's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he was speechless and his whole body froze in place.

Yes, other nobles are indeed very reserved, at least on the surface.

But this Count Laxana is no ordinary noble!

Don't tell me, she can really do this kind of thing - otherwise, where did the contents of these comments draft come from?

"Grandma Nadine, if you say that you didn't mention this to me, I didn't realize it, would you believe it?" Sambol tugged at the corner of his mouth with difficulty, showing an awkward yet polite smile, " Let me give you a brief explanation. What the Chamber of Commerce wants to do is to take a look at the artificial lake built by the Earl this winter and come to a clear conclusion."

"So I became the one who got on the bus first?" Grandma Nadine said with a smile, "That's right, we don't have many herb collectors, so it's okay to be a pawn once -"

"Don't say that!" Hearing the other party push him so hard, Sambor felt as embarrassed as he could be. "When it comes to manpower, I am the least-and I still have to rely on you!"

"Okay, okay!" The old lady waved her hand, indicating that the other party should not continue to be polite, "I know what you are thinking...Aren't you just afraid that His Excellency the Earl will boast nonsense but not be able to promise?"

Sambor said nothing, acquiescing to this idea.

"Put your heart in your stomach." Granny Nadine grinned, "This Earl's methods are much more powerful than you think. If nothing else, by next spring, this artificial lake will definitely be able to stop the dragon's spine. Glaciers sliding down the mountains!”

Such firm words made Sambor a little stunned, and for a moment he didn't know what to say - obviously he had seen the Earl disguised as a maid, obviously he had been with her all the way, and obviously she had a lot of feelings for her. Fosbairo got his preliminary understanding from himself, but why did Granny Nadine seem to believe her more than he did?

Yesterday's speech was the first time they met, right?

"Don't ask me why, I won't tell you." Granny Nadine obviously understood Sambol's doubts, "But at least the artificial lake is definitely not a problem - for this lord, the choice of The Medicine People’s Guild will follow.”

Such categorical words made Sambor completely dumbfounded. Although he had a good impression of Lux and was very moved by the draft she gave for comments, he would definitely be reluctant to accept supervision.

"Stop nagging here." Although Granny Nadine is old, she still maintains the unique boldness of women in the north. "When the time comes, it will be bad if you don't eat and drink as a penalty - just cooperate fully." , let the stubborn old man suffer his own misfortune!"

Old stubborn?

Sambor reacted for a while before he realized that Granny Nadine was talking about the president of the Hunter Guild.

Is he going to be unlucky?

But that was the Hunters Guild - an organization with weapons in its hands, even in other places that had always been ruled by nobles, they still had great autonomy!

"Anyway, please cooperate well!" Grandma Nadine said no more, but stood up on her own, "I have to go find those fools in the mines... You guys are not worried at all!"

With that said, the old lady refused Sambol's offer to stay, and quickly left the business building alone, heading towards the Mining Association.

"Aling, Aling!" Grandma Nadine couldn't help but snorted as she strode down the spacious and deserted streets of Fosbello at a speed that was not suitable for her age, "I haven't seen you for many years, but you are Find me a good job!"

Kalya’s Little Class·Hunter’s Tobacco:

Hunters who need to maintain high concentration for a long time have relatively high requirements for many hobbies, and tobacco is one of them.

In order to avoid being stained with the smell of smoke, Forsbarrow's hunters often chew tobacco leaves cut into thin strips mixed with fiber-rich plants such as sedge. Wild animals smell the smoke, which affects hunting.