Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

Benjamin's good mood ended after he finished listening to the meeting.

As a betrayer, it was like selling a Beijing courtyard house to wash dishes at the Eagle Sauce's house for forty years. Looking back, it seemed that he had lost money.

The market in the Northern Principality was bullish, which made it difficult for him to continue his good mood.

Even the cold white skin in his arms was no longer attractive.

Sanger was even more furious. He shouldn't have been so naive. He had been on the sea for a lifetime and should have seen everything.

It was probably the effect of the filter. He thought that the noble parliamentarians had a bottom line in their actions, but he didn't expect that their cannibalistic faces were so shameless.

However, he didn't expect that there was still a future. A civilian joined the ranks of parliamentarians and was met with hostility.

Now, he threw away the porcelain cup in his hand, and his anger was hard to dissipate: "A bunch of bastards, old guys who eat people without spitting out bones, actually set their eyes on my industry. Damn it, damn it.

Mr. Benjamin, do you have any way..."

Sanger was thinking about whether he could do something in the transferred technology, and let these bastards suffer one by one after the limelight passed.

Benjamin held Leng Baipi in his arms, disdainful in his heart, what is the difference between you and those guys? They are all bastards who rob and plunder.

But now he needs a protector, especially in the white-skinned man's territory.

He pondered for a moment and had an idea: "It's not difficult to do something. The steam machinery is sophisticated. You only need to change one or two key parts. Problems will occur over time."

It just so happened that Benjamin was also a guy with bad intentions. He really studied this kind of tripping thing.

"Good, good, good!!!" Sanger was overjoyed. Tripping is good. He excitedly pushed Leng Baipi in his arms to Benjamin: "This is a reward for you. I'm waiting for the day when they come to beg me."

Benjamin was disgusted in his heart. The woman he had played with was thrown to me?

But his hands did not slow down at all. He held one on the left and one on the right in his arms: "Mr. Sanger, please rest assured. I guarantee that they can't see any flaws."

When it comes to professional issues, he is still confident in this technological wilderness.

But before Sang saw anyone begging him, another piece of bad news came.

At the parliament the next day, the mission to the Governor's Office of the Northern Principality Colony was pushed onto him.

"Congressman Sang is a captain of an ocean-going ship. He has traveled to the Northern Principality many times and is very experienced. It is just right for him to be assigned this mission." A congressman said with a sarcastic tone.

Obviously, the problem of origin is a trouble that Sang cannot avoid.

And nominally, he became a congressman because of his many trips to the Southern Continent, not because of his money.

Of course, Sang disagreed. Not to mention the danger of this mission, there is no benefit if it is completed, and if something goes wrong, his life will be in danger. Why should he wade into this muddy water?

"I still have to prepare machines for you, and I don't have time to go to the Governor's Office of the Northern Principality Colony." Sang refused.

"Haha, Senator Sanger, I haven't heard that you have research on steam engines?!"

"Yes, you are the only one among us who has rich experience, and this matter must be done by you."

"This is a good thing. Could it be that Senator Sanger is unwilling? When you were running for election, you said that you are an expert in the Northern Principality and you can consult you if you have any questions in the future. Why do you change your mind now?"

These congressmen are much better than Sanger in terms of political means. It just so happens that the latter came from a grassroots background and left many handles in the early days.

In the end, everyone voted unanimously, and they had to go whether they wanted to or not.

As for the task of negotiating with other kingdoms, a group of people started to fight, after all, there were benefits to be gained from it.

Sanger once again witnessed the shamelessness of these people, but he could only be furious.

...

In the Colonial Governor's Office, Governor Jeffreys was very happy. He didn't know that an envoy would come.

However, the Principality had a good harvest in the ninth year. After several years of reclamation, the land finally became qualified farmland, and a large amount of grain was harvested.

For a regime, grain is the foundation of stability.

From now on, the Colonial Governor's Office can get rid of the local food resources, and more transportation capacity can be moved to other places.

Governor Jeffreys, with full of joy, personally visited the autumn harvest.

Seeing the wheat fields, exuding golden fragrance, a large number of black tools bent over to harvest in the wheat fields, a scene of bustling work.

The farmer, who was in a good mood, also promised to give the tools extra meals tonight, which made the work more efficient.

"It is indeed the best slave." The Governor was very satisfied and agreed with the positive role of black tools in the colony.

So he immediately decided: "Next year, we will increase the work of catching slaves."

Such a useful tool man, how can we not catch more.

After visiting the autumn harvest, His Excellency the Governor came to visit the big gold mine again.

The gold and silver mine is an industry directly controlled by the Duke's Mansion, and he rarely comes here.

As the governor of the jurisdiction, he came here just to express his attitude of importance.

Black first accompanied him throughout the whole process. The gold mine has long passed the stage of open-pit mining, and even panning for gold in the river has not yielded much.

"Now we are mining through the mine. In addition to gold, there are many associated minerals here..."

Brack is a little fat, but he is still very familiar with the business.

The facilities in the mine are also very advanced, and there are even equipment such as small rails.

Governor Jeffreys took a quick look and expressed the support of the Governor's Office for the mine.

Then he went to several important towns for inspection. The number of immigrants this year increased greatly, which was both a political achievement and a pressure for the Governor's Office.

After a busy period, the Governor's Office began the final year-end audit and will soon prepare for the winter New Year.

The final applications from various departments have also come, and various supports have also increased.

Fortunately, this year's trade has grown rapidly, especially the fleet from the south coast of the New World, which has brought more income to the colony.

Speaking of which, Governor Jeffreys found it funny. At the beginning, they were going to use mechanized goods to anti-dump here, but in the end they were taught a good lesson by the industrial products of the colony.

The light industry here in the colony is still relatively developed, and this happens to be the production range of most dumped products.

So after losing a sum of money, they turned around and bought industrial goods.

But it’s hard to say who lost money. Anyway, a large amount of gold and silver poured in and exchanged for industrial products.

Even officials of the Governor's Office have suggested that appropriate resource commodities should be purchased next year, otherwise the influx of gold and silver is not a good thing.

Governor Jeffreys Jr. didn't understand the mystery, but he was a man who could listen to advice and was ready to give it a try.

Then, when some parts of the New World began to enter winter, news of the delegation finally arrived.