The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

The statue in the church is very strange, not like the humanoid statue of the Eastern God, but a strange rune. If it wasn't for the steady stream of faith pouring into the statue, Aslan wouldn't be sure about the strange rune. It's a god.

After praying for a while, he slowly got up, walked to the altar, stood in front of the offering box, took out 50 West Cash, and poured it into it religiously.

This made the bishops and priests on duty today look over, their eyes became friendly, and they remembered his appearance.

After completing all this, Aslan nodded slightly to several clergymen, turned around and walked along the aisle to the exit.

After leaving the large prayer hall, he walked towards the gate, walking among the exquisite frescoes and the light penetrating the stained glass in the high places.

Arturia said in a low voice, "Fifty in one breath, didn't the magic you use to make money almost exhaust you?"

Aslan smiled bitterly and said, "Yeah! The expenditure has been a bit large recently, so I have to find some stable income. The thorny neighborhood was in a mess at the end. It seems that I need to send someone to sit in the town."

Arturia nodded in agreement.

"Do you want me to come over in person?"

Aslan shook his head.

"You don't need to do this little thing yourself."

"Just leave it to Mister to deal with it."

Aslan said casually.

Arturia nodded.

Back at No. 77 Tulip Street, Aslan handed over the management of the Thorns Block to Munster, which flattered Munster.

"Tell me what business is mainly engaged in in Thorns Street?"

Aslan sat on the sofa, leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and said.

Arturia is practicing swordsmanship in the back garden, which is also integrated into her bones. If she doesn't swing her sword for two hours a day, she is deeply uncomfortable. The other day, she forced herself not to practice because of not attracting attention.

After Munster said that in the main city of Chester, almost all the upper class are professionals, Arturia has no restraint any more, and two hours of practice a day is an essential exercise.

Nomeli was much more straightforward, directly training four slaves, and one of the female slaves was trained by her.

"Yes, Master!"

Munster has already understood why his master is a strict wife, and it is only the wives of those two powerful professionals that there is a problem with whether the wife is strict.

"The main business of Thorns Street is the protection of prostitutes and pickpockets." When Munster mentioned the pickpockets, his tone instantly dropped a few decibels.

Obviously, this protection fee will affect the integration of Amuro freshmen into the upper class of Chester.

"Get rid of the pickpockets, and the prostitutes will be formalized and systematized for me, just like the Millick Hall on Immut Street."

Aslan knocked on the table and said.

Millick's Guild on Imrt Street is the largest brothel in the main city of Chester.

Munster nodded quickly.

"Is there a map of the Thorns District?" Aslan asked suddenly.

Munster unhurriedly took out the map.

It was a sketched map. He spent two days and one night drawing it. Many of the places were visited by him personally.

Looking at the detailed map in front of him, Aslan nodded in satisfaction.

"What do you think about opening a food processing factory in our city?" Aslan quickly made a decision.

"What food processing plant?" Munster asked in surprise.

Food is not in short supply in the central plains. In the central plains, few people will be hungry. The only difference between the food of the poor and the rich is the difference between the delicate taste and the amount of meat.

"The assembly line catering, the food processing factory is responsible for the production of food fast food packages, and then goes to other neighborhoods to open a few restaurants."

Aslan thinks of fast-growing restaurant chains.

No need for a kitchen, as long as the fast food package, hundreds or even thousands of takeaways can be sold in a day.

Munster blinked, obviously not understanding what Aslan meant.

"Master, forgive your ignorance, what is an assembly line? What is a fast food bag?"

"The assembly line is an industrial production method, which means that each production unit only focuses on processing a certain segment of work to improve work efficiency and output."

"The fast food package is to prepare the food in advance, and when the meal is about to be served, it can be served with a little heating."

After Aslan finished speaking, Manster's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood what Aslan meant.

"Master, will the production of fast food packs be too troublesome? After all, the daily food used by many civilians is black bread and thick soup. These two kinds of food are inherently light and fast."

Munster said politely.

The meaning is very simple, this business is not good for the common people, and fast food is a dishonorable thing for the middle-class people.

Aslan became more and more excited.

"The fast food bags I produce need to be full of color, flavor, and flavor. They are not the so-called fast food in restaurants outside. I also want to open a hot pot restaurant."

"Hot pot restaurant?" Munster was completely messed up.

What is hot pot?

In the 21st century, there are the most restaurants, hot pot restaurants and barbecue restaurants. There is no other reason. These two types of restaurants do not need a chef. As long as the ingredients and the bottom of the pot are prepared, they can achieve the same taste, which is very suitable for large-scale restaurants. Scope promotion.

"Anyway, you can build a factory for me first. By the way, open a restaurant in the Briar Street, which is called Jiawei Fast Food Restaurant."

Aslan didn't bother to explain to Munster, and gave the order directly.

With little knowledge, Munster wrote down everything Aslan said in a small notebook, and went back to make arrangements.

Afterwards, his spirit returned to the puppet in Merlot City, and asked the R&D department to design a simple production line for fast food bags. He did not need to be fully mechanized. He could completely artificialize it, as long as the food taste remained unchanged.

Lancelot, who received this order, immediately understood that His Majesty had established a firm foothold in the central plain, and he would have someone arrange it without saying a word. past.

Aslan gained a firm foothold in the Central Plains, he was sure to open up the situation in the Central Plains.

The next day, at No. 77 Tulip Street, in the mansion of Amuro Ray Cremon.

In the hall where hundreds of guests can dance, Aslan is dancing with a woman in her thirties.

This is the etiquette teacher hired by Munster, called Helen Navett.

Helen is a woman whose facial features are obviously only above average, but she is very temperamental, and her every move is very charming.

According to Munster, she was born into a viscount family and received a good education since childhood. Later, she entered the court as a female official until she got married.

Because the family has fallen and her husband's financial situation is average, she has to go out to work to increase her income for a decent life and become a governess teacher in etiquette.

After several years of hard work, this lady, who also had a small reputation in Chester, often went out to different noble or wealthy families to teach their children.