The Extraordinary Earl

Madam Sophie frowned and thought for a moment.

Unlike Old Sol, she felt that it was still necessary to build roads in Pompeii.

Although there are no large caravans passing through the territory, it means that it is not of much use.

But I really don’t like the bumpy road.

In the same way, human and animal feces are everywhere on the road, which also affects the appearance. It's okay in winter, but in summer there are flies flying everywhere.

Madame Sophie doesn't like to go out much, and this disgusting environment is one of the reasons.

Let’s not talk about whether this feces can fertilize the fields. It seems to be good to clean up the feces on the roads.

Mrs. Sophie agrees with these two things, but the reason is that it still doesn’t cost too much money. The next question comes, can cattle plow fields?

To buy at least sixty cows, this is a big expense.

"Luther, how sure are you that the cow can plow the fields?" Mrs. Sophie did not beat him to death with a stick, but raised her eyes and asked Luther.

Luther cheered up. This stepmother was indeed much more open-minded than his father.

Luther said quickly: "Mom, this is a very simple truth. A carriage with a horse pulling it is a carriage. Without a horse pulling it, it is difficult to move by yourself. Why can't we make a tool so that cattle can help plow the land? What about the fields? As long as we have this tool, we can save a lot of people's labor and cultivate more fields. In this way, Pompeii's agricultural tax revenue will be greatly increased."

Mrs. Sophie was very moved after hearing this. As the hostess of the Pompeii territory, she also hoped that the tax revenue in the territory could be greatly increased.

If the Pompeii family's wealth increases, then not only Luther but William's knight training can invest more funds in the future, and even purchase potions.

When Luther and William get married in the future, they can also attract more noble noble ladies.

All in all, there is nothing better than territorial development.

As for buying 60 cows to try, it's not bad. After all, if Luther fails and those cattle are resold, at most there will be a price difference and some labor costs.

All in all, a good deal.

"Okay, my mother will provide the funds. Luther, you can do whatever you want." Mrs. Sophie made up her mind and said generously.

Luther wished he could hug his stepmother and give her a kiss. She was indeed a hero among women, a heroine. Much cuter than that silly dad.

"Thank you, mom." Luther thanked.

"Thank you for everything, it's all for Pompeii." Mrs. Sophie shook her head with a smile, stood up from the chair, and reached out to touch Luther's head.

After the killing, Mrs. Sophie smiled and said: "Go ahead, you should still have a lot of preparations before buying the cow."

"Yes." Luther nodded, turned around and walked out excitedly.

………

Luther walked out of Mrs. Sophie's study with an excited look on his face, but his excitement soon faded. Because what happens next should not be careless.

If you want to develop a territory, it's not just a matter of talking.

Many, many things need to be done.

Although Luther is the soul of developing the territory and can call himself the "chief architect of Pompeii construction", Luther always knows that building the territory still serves his own purpose.

As the eldest son of an ambitious lord, in order to improve the status and prestige of the Pompeii family, he had to climb up.

The most important point is Luther's own strength.

You can put all your efforts into building a territory, but it must not involve all your attention. Luther must have time for knight training.

In other words, Luther had to find a mayor.

Go to the front desk and take care of some details.

As soon as he thought of it, he did it. Luther turned a corner and came outside Teacher Qiao Xiu's room. The rooms and doors in the castle all have similar shapes.

It's easy to go astray, but luckily there are two words written on the door of this room. "Bonaparte."

Bonaparte is the surname of Mr. Qiao Xiu. This surname can be traced back to a noble Duke who is still passed down, Duke Bonaparte.

But the blood relationship between Teacher Qiao Xiu and the current Duke Bonaparte is extremely distant, and they can be regarded as inseparable relatives.

Luther stepped forward, knocked on the door, and asked, "Is Teacher Qiao Xiu here?"

"It's Luther, come in." Teacher Qiao Xiu's voice sounded.

After hearing this, Luther opened the door and walked in. This room was about the same size as Luther's room, and the layout was similar, except for an extra desk.

At this moment, Teacher Qiao Xiu is wearing a pair of glasses and holding a parchment book in his hand. He looked up at Luther, took off his glasses, and put down the parchment.

Smiling and asked: "Little Luther, what do you want from me?"

"Teacher, I want to set up a city hall in the territory to be responsible for the management of the territory. I plan to appoint a mayor and recruit some people who can read as staff. Do you have any candidates you can recommend?"

Luther asked sincerely.

"City Hall?" Teacher Qiao Xiu was stunned, because there is no city hall in this world. Teacher Qiao Xiu then reacted and asked: "Is the mayor a position similar to the city lord?"

Luther scratched his head when he heard this. Is this some kind of unreliable translation?

In this world, there is indeed the position of city lord, who is responsible for managing a city and the surrounding area. After thinking about it, Luther nodded and said, "It's a similar position."

Immediately, Luther said with some embarrassment: "Of course, Pompeii is not a city, not even a town. Using the mayor of Pompeii as a metaphor for the city lord makes me feel ashamed."

"Little Luther, don't belittle yourself. Your idea is very good. In my opinion, the development of the Pompeii Territory is indeed a bit primitive. It is still necessary to recruit an official to take charge of the territory and manage the territory."

Teacher Qiao Xiu shook his head and expressed some appreciation.

Teacher Qiao Xiu is still very satisfied with his disciple. He is much better than Old Sol, the guy who only has muscles. He knows how to develop his territory.

"What do you think of Lelouch?" Teacher Qiao Xiu thought for a moment and then asked.

"Senior Lelouch? Didn't he go on a trip?" Luther was a little surprised when he heard this.

This Lelouch is none other than Teacher Qiao Xiu's only son. I must be twenty-three years old this year. Three years ago, when I was in my early twenties, I went on a trip.

He said that he was not happy to stay in this rural place for the rest of his life.

In Luther's memory, Senior Lelouch was indeed a very talented person and a man of action. After such a person goes out, he should be able to live happily in a big city and not want to come back.

Therefore, Luther was a little surprised.

"It seems that he suffered a little setback outside and came back frustrated. According to the letter, I estimate that he will be back in the dark tonight."

Teacher Qiao Xiu had a slightly distressed look on his face and sighed.

In fact, in the correspondence between the two parties, Lelouch did not say anything about frustrations, but as a son-in-law, Teacher Qiao Xiu could guess what kind of blow Lelouch must have suffered.

As a father, Teacher Qiao Xiu naturally feels sorry for his son.

"It's great to have Lelouch-senpai's help."

Luther didn't care what setbacks Lelouch encountered outside. Under the current conditions, it was really great to hire Lelouch as mayor.

So Luther said happily.