The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

"I know, I will try my best to spend the Mark coins on hand. It just happens that the prices of steel and food in the Maxim Federation have increased a lot recently, so I can spend a part of it." Aslan said lightly.

"One more thing, the precious metals at the Mint are already seriously inadequate. According to this efficiency, work will be suspended in less than half a month." Wen Na said with a depressed face.

Aslan exchanged more than 100 million gold coins, which almost emptied the gold in Merlot. As for silver and copper coins, they quickly flowed into the pockets of the people. As a result, the Merlot vault, which was responsible for minting, was so poor that it could run away. Mice.

Aslan was silent for a while, and finally said: "You can't let people and officials keep money at home. Money can only be considered money when it is in circulation."

"The bank needs to handle savings business? Is it the same as the Maxim Federal Commercial Bank?" Winner said thoughtfully.

"Yes! What do you think?" Aslan asked.

"In the past, our bank was mainly the business of issuing new coins. Maxim Federal Commercial Bank might not care, but once it develops similar business, it will definitely be targeted. I am worried that Maxim Federal Commercial Bank will take action against us at that time." Wen Na said solemnly.

Aslan nodded.

"This is a problem!"

"Then temporarily implement it in the Merlot area!"

During the chat between Aslan and Winner, he unknowingly came to the central area of ​​the Elf Forest Farm, which is their Shade City.

The entire city is divided into three floors. The first floor is on the surface, where various exquisite wooden houses are neatly planned and beautifully arranged.

The second floor is five or six meters high from the ground. It is mainly a tree house built on giant trees. It is perfectly integrated with nature. From a distance, it is not even a tree house.

The third floor is a huge green platform built by countless branches and vines. There is no gorgeous building on it, only a simple and unpretentious natural temple.

What they worship is not natural gods, but natural mighty powers.

There is only one clear spring in the temple, and the spring water is the first drop of dew collected daily from the trees in the entire Elf Forest Farm.

It has magical effects such as quick recovery of magic power and improvement of spirit blood.

Some people call it the holy spring of the elves, and the elves are called the moon spring, which means that the moon fades and the first springs condensed in the morning forest.

Batori had already prepared breakfast and began arranging Aslan's seat.

Along the way, many elves greeted Aslan. Perhaps Aslan did not know him, but none of these elves did not know Aslan.

It is Aslan that has today's elven forest farm, and even derives the perfect ecological chain of elves and humans, which complement each other.

The Elf’s breakfast is mainly light, without the slightest meat, but still makes Altria's index finger move.

Nothing else, because the food is exquisite, and most of them are based on fruits, especially fruit pie, which has become a delicacy in the Elf Forest Farm.

While eating the fruit pie, an unpleasant smell slowly hit, causing Altria to frown.

Aslan instantly understood who was the one who came.

Reyes of the Barbarian Farm, Laianning's teacher.

"Lord Lord! Good morning!"

"How many times has Reyes told you that when you come out of the farm, you must take a bath first, otherwise the smell on your body is too strong." Aslan said angrily.

After listening to Reyes, he sniffed his body vigorously, as if there was no peculiar smell!

Aslan was unable to cover his head.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it."

Reyes squeezed to Aslan mysteriously and whispered: "Lord! The white-skinned pig you requested has been bred. Although it has only been raised for half a month, its growth rate is the same as that of the original pigs. Several times."

Aslan couldn't help showing a surprise in his eyes.

White-skinned pigs are actually white-skinned pigs that have been genetically modified from pigs. Compared with ordinary pigs, the white-skinned pigs are more meaty, have a short growth cycle, are less likely to get sick, and are easy to grow on a large scale.

That was Aslan's previous life to solve the problem of eating meat and specially bred it. This life was made ahead of time. On the one hand, he knew the process and technology of cultivating white-skin pigs, as long as the animal department druid mage cooperated.

Compared with the scientific researchers on the earth, in order to genetically modify other plants or animals, for several years, or even more than ten years, in front of the druid mages, as long as they know the key factors, they can cultivate the crops and plants they need in minutes.

"The elves are indeed the darlings of nature." Aslan couldn't help exclaiming.

Reyes nodded.

Nowadays, in the barbarian community, young people go to the army regardless of men and women, and the old people work in several large farms in Merlot. It may be because of their long-term survival in the wild. They are very familiar with the habits of animals.

It seems to be a natural breeder.

Of the five farms in Merlot, four of them are properties under the name of Aslan, and the other is the property of Yorkf at the beginning, and now it is the property of the entire barbarian race.

"Very good. In the next period of time, the five farms will try their best to cultivate this white-skinned pig. Of course, ordinary pigs can't be left behind." Aslan directly issued the order.

The corners of Altria's mouth twitched.

She found that her husband, the lord, was really completely different from other lord.

Other lords generally only consider how to make money and enjoy them. Other things are ignored. Some lords who are a little bit more aggressive and ambitious will also manage military affairs. This is already the limit.

But what about Aslan?

Not only military affairs and government affairs need to be managed, but commercial factories must also be managed, and now even pig raising is also required.

Altria wanted to ask aloud.

"What else do you care about in Merlot now?"

Aslan and Reyes actually sat down to eat breakfast together, and finally Altria directly displayed a vindictive shield to cover the odor's penetration.

When the time came to about ten o'clock in the morning, almost all the guests to participate in the ceremony were there, and even the Centaur tribe and the prairie elves of the Northern Wind Prairie sent representatives.

Because of the locust plague and drought, the Ottoman Kingdom had to stop its invasion of the northern prairie, and even retreated directly from the northern prairie.

Savannah brought an old man from the Centaur tribe to greet Aslan.

"I heard that the Marquis of Aslan visited the Asian subcontinent some time ago." Savannah said with a smile.

"Good for you two! Ms. Savannah and Sage Didier." Aslan did not answer Savannah's question, but turned his gaze to the old man of the Centaur tribe in front of him.

Didier is known as the patron saint of the Centaur and a strong shaman teacher.

The profession of shaman is very rare, and only a few foreign races still retain this profession. Shaman may not be as powerful as magician, but in terms of the level of weirdness, it far exceeds magician. Together with necromancer, they are called the two major mysterious professions in the mainland.