The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

Aslan nodded of course, because this was something he couldn't hide, so he can't let him deliberately lower the quality of production to adapt to the market!

"Oh my God!" Baron Jimmy was shocked.

"How much do you produce per month, I want it." Baron Jimmy said very firmly.

Aslan said with a weird face: "Don't you say that you think too much?"

After Baron Jimmy thought for a while, he shook his head in embarrassment.

"Let's do it! You supply my territory linen every month, how much you receive, and the amount of linen determines the share of the cloth I sell to you." Aslan said with a treacherous smile.

Baron Jimmy didn't think about other things, and after thinking about it for a moment, he agreed.

He did not think of Aslan's sinister intentions. In his eyes, planting flax is easier than growing grain, allowing more farmers to reclaim wasteland or plant other high-value crops.

Anyway, the flax sold is also an agricultural indicator task. You can hand in the task and make money. The best of both worlds.

The two talked very happily. When Baron Jimmy left, he took the collected sample cloth and left with an expression of excitement on his face.

It looks like it has picked up a big bargain and wants to make a fortune.

Cruzer walked in from outside, looking at Aslan hesitantly.

"Why, I want to ask your Meriya for a roll again."

Aslan said badly.

Kluzer shook his head quickly and said, "I have money, so I can buy it."

Aslan rolled his eyes and wanted to talk.

"I gave you your money, not your poor wife."

After following Aslan for a period of time, Aslan discovered an interesting thing. After the five came to Merlot, they ate in the cafeteria on time every day, never went out for recreation, and practiced hard when they were bored.

Later, Aslan learned that these five guys were paupers, including Kluzer, who didn’t have any money when they came here. They were just asking Aslan to eat and live. Considering six sets of knight armor every month. , No, now there are seven sets. After Ulus breaks through the Great Sword Master, he will charge according to the standard of the Great Sword Master.

"That's an employment fee of more than 1,500 gold coins per month!"

When Aslan knew about it at that time, he couldn't help but shouted at the five people.

In the end, Aslan saw that they were poorly paid, because they did not have a job, and all they received were subsidies for cultivation.

"That's straightforward."

"Lord Aslan, I want to buy a batch of cloth from you on behalf of the realm." Kruze said with an embarrassed face.

The day before yesterday, he applied to the warehouse to buy a roll of cloth and sent it back to the territory in Rocky Mountain. The purpose was to make new clothes for Meriya. He also told what he had seen and heard in the town of Merlot. He did not expect to be the next day. After receiving an urgent letter from Meriya, she sent it overnight.

Yimeiruiya's ingenuity, although not as good as Jason in business mind, but his vision and vision are not bad.

She could see the business opportunities inside at a glance, and during the correspondence with Klose during this time, Melia Aslan was vigorously developing the territory's business.

In her eyes, these commodities are actually for commercial services.

It's not that she is not smart enough, but the world limits her imagination, because she doesn't understand from start to finish, what is industrial development.

The corners of Aslan's mouth curled up slightly. He had always coveted the huge sales network of the rebels. He had never found a good entry point. He didn't expect to deliver it to the door himself today.

Nowadays, the textile factories in the territory have more than 60 textile machines, which are started in three shifts, and work is not stopped 24 hours a day. Each textile machine can produce 15 meters of cloth per day. This output is very scary. Let Essien, who got the news, and Wilshin was shocked.

And this output is still gradually increasing. Aslan's initial goal is to produce one thousand textile machines at the same time.

Aslan believes that the Belie region will soon be unable to eat all the cloth in his hands. After all, people in this era don't wear clothes like the earth in the previous life. New clothes will only be thrown away when they change seasons.

In particular, civilians often wear their clothes until they can't be refilled, and are not willing to throw them away.

"Yes!" Aslan nodded and said.

Cruze suddenly bowed to Aslan with a full face of surprise, and Meriya told her that as long as the business was negotiated, there would be no need to worry about military expenses in the territory in the future.

Aslan shook his head looking at Cruze who was grateful.

The poor boy was sold by himself and happily helped him count the money.

Coming to the courtyard, Aslan watched as a group of elves circle around Elijah and couldn't help but laugh.

The holy envoy has a fatal attraction to the elves, but the reaction of a group of elves in the corner is very cold.

Just looking at it, Aslan understood that these were all spirits who believed in the mighty power of the sun.

Unlike the elves who believe in the moon or stars like Elijah, they do not rely on natural power on the surface. Their physique has completely separated from the needs of natural power, so they are regarded as heretics by most old-school elves. They are among the elves. There is also a very resounding title-the Betrayer.

Aslan looked at the Elven Betrayer in front of him with interest.

Their skin is wheat-colored, not the black of the dark elf, and their muscle lines are full of explosive power, but they completely combine strength and beauty.

These elves should be desert elves. Unlike other elves, desert elves are the overlords in the desert. They are warlike and possess a natural talent for controlling sand. In the desert, they are desert predators of both magic and weapon. They like to rob those who pass through the desert. All creatures, even if they belong to the elves, are no exception.

Aslan looked at the five desert elves in front of him with interest, three females and one male, and one and a half beautiful young elves.

"Haha! It's a desert elf, it's really rare." Aslan's voice sounded in the courtyard.

When Elijah saw Aslan coming over, she hurriedly signaled the elves to salute.

The elves who became slaves have long been worn away by the life of slaves. They are no longer arrogant, and even many elves have suffered from Stockholm syndrome.

Seeing the flattering smiles on their faces, Aslan shook his head.

Those desert elves looked at Aslan with hostile eyes. If they weren't all shackles on their bodies, they would definitely rush to tear Aslan apart.

Aslan smiled contemptuously, and said to Kluzer: "Take them to the dungeon. No sunlight is allowed. Keep them in confinement for a month."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of those desert elves changed drastically, Kruze waved his hands, and the three Russell pounced on like wolves and beat the five desert elves to the ground. Bose quickly took out five pairs of pipa locks. The five were locked up, and they completely lost their combat effectiveness.

Now with Aslan's salary, I started to work harder, because Aslan also tempted them to get promoted and raise their salary if they performed well.