The Extraordinary Earl

Ordinary farmers are not aware of the problem yet, they are immersed in joy. The knowledgeable farmers are aware of the problem, but they will not think that the Pompeii family is at fault.

Because the Pompeii family promoted agricultural technology, this resulted in a bumper harvest.

In the eyes of most people, this is selfless.

But there is a small group of people who must hate Pompeii.

"Damn Pompeii."

Fancia, a large farmer and aristocratic family member, is such a person.

Fancia's family has been farmers for generations. They annexed land, expanded the number of serfs, and relied on the wealth gained from the land to maintain a decent life for the nobles.

This time the storm that broke out from the New Party hit most of the central and southern parts of Orange. Large numbers of nobles lost their fields and their serfs.

But the White Eagle Territory was different. Three of the five lords of the White Eagle Territory were assassinated and two escaped. Before the new party could take action against a large number of nobles, they were exterminated by the Pompeii family.

Therefore, a large number of farmers and serfs were retained.

When the Pompeii family began to promote agricultural technology, these farmers were also aware of this problem. More grain output will inevitably hurt the price of grain.

But they also had to introduce Bass cattle to fertilize the fields with the serfs' excrement.

Because even if they don't promote agricultural technology, food prices will definitely fall. If agricultural technology is also promoted, the losses may be smaller.

And now that the results are out, the entire White Eagle Territory's food production is probably 40% more than in previous years. According to the current population in the territory, it is definitely not enough to eat.

Food prices are sure to plummet.

It doesn't matter to farmers, as long as they have enough to eat. But for farmers, it was definitely a big blow.

Farmland is no longer as profitable as it used to be, and the iron rice bowl for generations is gone.

"Damn Pompeii."

Fancia's home is located in Windsor and is a large independent villa. Fancia is a fat, plump, wealthy farmer and businessman.

He has a wife and three children at home.

It was the eve of dinner, and Fancia was sitting at the dining table, constantly cursing Pompeii.

"Keep your voice down. If you are reported to the city hall and accused of cursing the lord, that will be a big problem." Fancia's wife walked in with a plate and persuaded.

Fancia immediately did not dare to curse anymore, because now the reputation of the Pompeii family was at its peak, the white eagle coat of arms was flying high in the sky, and everyone needed to look up.

A terrifying existence indeed.

"There is no other way. There are not many options for farming. I plan to sell the serfs and most of the fields to collect funds and then find ways to start other businesses."

Fan Xia unbuttoned a button on her shirt, twisted her neck and said.

"With the current situation, if you sell serfs, the land will definitely not be worth much," said Fancia's wife.

"If you don't sell it now, it will definitely be worth less next year. Don't forget, White Eagle Territory is located in an endless deep forest. Opening up the deep forest can create countless farmland. Farmers don't care about food prices. They will use hard work to increase income."

Fancia said.

"This is the same." Fancia's wife sighed.

"After selling the farmland, I will go to Pompeii. I heard that Governor White Eagle plans to develop Pompeii into a metropolis like the Golden City. There are business opportunities everywhere. Since we can no longer rely on farmland to make a living, we can only rely on business. "

Fancia said.

"Be careful, we don't have much money." Fan Xia's wife was a little worried.

"Got it." Fancia said.

"Damn Pompeii."

Fan Xia whispered softly.

As a result of the chain reaction of the great harvest, large farmers realized that farming was not a good way out. They would sell their farmland, serfs, and go into business with gold coins, and nothing had more business opportunities than the developing Pompeii.

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As a result of the chain reaction of the bumper harvest, grain merchants began to suppress grain prices.

Most of the entire Kingdom of Prussia has plain terrain, and unless it encounters a disaster like drought, it would generally be possible to have a good harvest.

Orange is a major grain-producing province.

Orange has a Grain Merchants Union, which is membership-based. Before that, Luther turned to the wealthy Mr. Adelman for help in order to suppress the Silver Wing Leader.

This Mr. Adelman is the chairman of the Grain Merchants Union.

But now that the entire Orange is divided into four territories, the close ties between the grain merchants' alliance no longer exist. Some grain merchants were even sent to the gallows by the New Party.

The big grain merchants led by White Eagle survived under the famous name of Pompeii.

At present, the city hall has not stepped forward to regulate grain prices, so the current grain prices are actually controlled by these large grain merchants.

On this day, eight large grain merchants held a meeting in a villa in Pompeii.

These eight grain merchants formed the current White Eagle Grain Merchant Alliance, headed by a grain merchant named Hiltu.

These grain merchants are very wealthy.

Hiltu's villa in Pompeii is quite a high-end villa. It not only covers a very large area, but is also very elegantly decorated.

In the living room of the villa, Hiltu sat in the master's seat, crossing his legs and drinking coffee. Seven grain merchants were sitting where the guests were, also drinking coffee.

Four maids stood ready to serve.

"Thanks to the White Eagle Emblem, we all survived. But also thanks to the White Eagle Emblem, our food buying and selling has become much more complicated."

Hiltu sighed.

Grain merchants sat together and planned to suppress grain prices. But this is not decided by them, but by the market.

Goods are produced in high yields and prices naturally fall.

Grain merchants are not holy mothers, and they cannot buy grain at a loss.

"I plan to customize the price to 50% of last year's price. What do you think?" Hiltu thought about it, put down the coffee in his hand, and asked.

A grain merchant took out a cigar, and after cutting it, asked the maid to help light the fire. He blew out a smoke ring and said: "The problem now is that even if we buy grain at 50% of the price, to whom will we sell it? No matter how many residents there are in the White Eagle Territory, they cannot digest so much food. And the people outside the White Eagle Territory Orange, the kingdom is at war and our food cannot be shipped out.”

"In the end, the grain we purchased can only be left to rot in the warehouse."

This is a more serious problem. It is no longer a problem for grain merchants to suppress grain prices, but a problem of unwillingness to purchase grain.

The grain that cannot be sold is left to rot in the warehouse.

This doesn't make any sense.

"There is still a war outside. If the war ends, the agricultural technology of the White Eagle Territory will probably be extended to the entire Orange and even the human kingdom, and the agricultural structure will undergo major changes. By then, food will really not be available. It’s valuable. What I want to do now is not to do the grain business, but to change and run other businesses.”

A grain merchant sighed and said.