Release that Witch

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"Your Majesty, this is the financial situation this week," Barov put away the report in his hand, and looked excited. "In general, the upward trend of the data is better than expected, saying that it is not soaring. For the past, if you put it before, this is definitely a miracle!"

"Well, it’s done well," Roland sat on his chair, looking a lot calmer than the other. He naturally knows that the miracle in the mouth of the old minister refers to the influence of the moon that ignores the demon. The population and economy increase more than the summer and autumn seasons that should be the peak season, as if the heavy snow outside the window does not exist. For people of this era, this report is completely subversive.

After all, when the winter falls, people's activities change from accumulation to consumption. Just like hibernation, economic performance is not common. The former Bianbu Town was directly abandoned, and even people were gone. What about trade production?

However, he knows that the essence of hibernation is nothing but a compromise of the environment. Human beings can stand out from the thousands of creatures. The cement ship that ignores the wind and never tires is able to break the barrier of heavy snow. The heating system and the medical hospital have solved people's worries. The work in the factory is even more fearless. When the environment is limited, the day will come sooner or later.

In addition, the establishment of the throne and the new king are also a key to the rise of data: people always love to run in a lively place, which has not changed for thousands of years.

Nowadays, the broad Chishui River surface has become somewhat crowded. The cement ship made by the winter city has broken through the 500 mark as early as the year ago. The formwork has also developed a variety of modifications from the original flat transport ship, which can be reserved. Slots, the rapid installation of passengers, commercial and other upper hulls, has been favored by many chambers of commerce. Coupled with the business opportunities of large-scale population migration, cement ships have appeared in the docks of other cities.

Since the news of the enthronement, four or six hundred people arrived in the city without a winter city through the river. A year ago, Barov believed that 100,000 people were an unachievable goal, and now the total population of the West is close to 200,000. Among them, 90% of them are in the winter.

This has also led to the new king being completely different from other traditional cities. It has neither a majestic city wall nor an inner and outer city, but is divided into streets and circles, expanding outwards like a house. The forest is composed in general.

Due to the similar style of the house and the lack of elaborately constructed buildings, no winter city has been criticized by many people.

But these words fell into Roland's ear and became another boast.

If not, how can we withstand the rapid growth of the population without winter? To know that 200,000 means the sum of the number of permanent residents in the rest of the city. If you have to use the wall to circle it, then build some fine buildings such as the cathedral, the bell tower, and the palace of the king. I am afraid that it will not take decades. time.

The population is the foundation of industrialization, the guarantee of opening more factories, and the premise of economic prosperity. As for what is beautiful, it is not within his consideration.

Or in his eyes, a row of steaming chimneys is much more beautiful than a magnificent palace.

Considering the lag of news dissemination, next year's growth should be even more alarming.

“Continue to keep going and you will get the reward you deserve.”

"Become your king's hand is the best reward and these changes come from your wise decision, I just do what you want," Barov smugly touched the beard.

Roland couldn't help but shook his head with a funny smile. "Do you have anything else to report?"

"Ah...Yes, Your Majesty," the boss managed to take two letters out of his mind. "Although these two letters were sent to the Executive Office, I feel that only you can make a decision."

"Oh?" Roland took the letter, and the first sender's name was quite familiar. It seems to have seen it everywhere, "Carkin Fez?"

"Mr. Kajin is the master of the old king's drama. He once came to the Winter City with the troupe and wanted to present a new drama for your grand ceremony, but you did not agree at the time." Barov reminded.

Roland suddenly remembered. The first time he heard that the name was still in the mouth of the businesswoman Margaret. When asked who was the most familiar person of Wang, he blurted out the name of the hand and the result was not bad. Before the ceremony, the officials of the Executive Office did report to him, and they also brought the script like a treasure. However, he swept a few eyes and refused the request. Not to mention the shadow of Luo Jia's starring is his long-awaited highlight, just this boring court love story is enough to make people sleepy.

"He left such a letter before he left, although I don't think it is necessary to disturb you with such a small thing... but he is a long-time famous person, you see if it is..." Later, the voice of the boss is coming. The lower, the more like the words and the words.

Roland also heard the sound of the strings.

The date on the letter has been separated by a week. It is only now that I have given it to myself. It is obvious that the other party has a good intention. The four princes have no appreciation for traditional drama. The previous refusal has deepened this impression. Barov It is estimated that he was afraid of getting bored with him, only to let him go to this time, just to let him glance at the letter written by the master of the drama.

It can be seen that the boss is quite respectful of Kajin Fez.

Or not only him, whether it is Margaret, the chief knight, the people from the old king, seems to have a good impression of the drama master.

That being the case, then take a look.

Roland shrugged and quickly read the letter.

The content is actually an inquiry about the method of making the shadow.

Ka Jin wrote in the letter that he first searched for the answer to the Star Flower Troupe, but Mei Yi told the troupe that he was only responsible for the performance. The witches’ alliance was truly transformed into a fantasy. The specific method was not possible because she might be involved in confidentiality. . So he wrote a letter of inquiry to the Witch Alliance, and the result was quickly returned, on the grounds that the castle area did not accept direct mail. In the end, he had to find the Executive Office again, hoping to ask questions on his behalf.

The attitude of the other party is so persistent that Roland has a little accident. Generally speaking, the more an industry leader, the harder it is when it is subverted, but the words in Kajin are filled with the desire for the shadow, not at all. A hint of frustration.

"I know," Roland said after a moment of indulging. "This letter will let me reply to him."

However, no matter whether it is drama or magic shadow, it is a propaganda tool without winter city. He has no time and no energy to shoot an old-fashioned court love story. It is better to explain directly and completely eliminate the other party's thoughts.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Barov took a sigh of relief.

"What about the other?" Roland asked as he unveiled the envelope. Since it was sent to the Executive Office, the boss should have screened it beforehand.

"It was sent by a businessman who claimed to be Victor Lothar."

“This time is not a trade request for bags and popcorn?” Roland chuckled.

"Yes, he wants to buy cotton." Barov nodded.

"Cotton?" Roland's hand stopped, "No winter city does not produce this kind of thing."

"So what he wants is customization," Barov replied, "Miss leaves to the Witch Alliance."

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