Wizard: I Brought the Wrong System

Latest website: Yaro looked up and saw a young man in his twenties standing at the door. He was tall and tall, his waist straight, but his expression looked a little tired.

"Dylan? Didn't I ask you to sit in the Viscount's Mansion? Why are you here?"

Yaro was a little embarrassed, so he naturally lowered the wooden board in his hand outwards, as if to say: 'Look, there's nothing wrong with the wooden board, I'm not spying on others! ’

Dylan didn't pay attention to the wooden board in Yaro's hand at all. "Sir, there is something I must report to you in person."

He usually pays great attention to dressing up, but the dark black gown he wore today was stained with a layer of gray dust.

Coupled with the haggard face and bloodshot eyes, it can be very intuitively felt that he is very tired after running around all night.

"Looking at you, I guess it's not good news?"

Yarrow's voice was relaxed, and the information Dylan could get was unlikely to threaten his life.

Dylan bowed and apologized, "The image of a butler represents the wealth, status and taste of the owner, not to mention that I am still the temporary steward of the territory. Lord Yaro, please forgive me for my rashness."

Yaro waved his hand: "It's not as serious as you said. Okay, tell me, what made you come to me in such a hurry."

Dylan smiled bitterly and said: "Lord Yaro, because of those students.

The Viscount Territory cannot afford to support so many students, let alone 400. The Viscount Territory previously had only about a hundred standing troops. Even if we don't recruit a single soldier, it is impossible to feed so many students.

It is impossible for us not to recruit soldiers.

Even if soldiers are not needed to defend against foreign enemies, there are many freed serfs in the viscount territory, as well as thousands of refugees who have fled, and a large number of manpower is also needed to maintain the situation..."

It can be seen that he has already thought of his words, and he just speaks endlessly.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet."

Dylan rolled his eyes at that.

The emperor is not anxious while the **** is, which can be said to be the best portrayal of his mood.

"Dylan, let me ask you, what is the most important thing in the entire viscounty?"

Dylan was startled when he heard this.

This was the first time that Yaro asked him such a question, which made him feel like, 'Does Yaro think that I can't distinguish the important from the important?'

Is this testing me?

He pursed his lips, thinking about Yaro's usual personality, and replied cautiously: "He is a human being, a person from the territory."

Yaro nodded slightly: "Water can carry a boat and capsize it. You didn't say 'the lord is the most important', but you are already stronger than many people."

"Water? Ship (boat)?"

Dylan vaguely understood some of it, but could not fully understand the profound meaning of this sentence.

The great power of this world belongs to itself. Without the barrel of a gun, the weapons of criticism cannot withstand the criticism of weapons.

In this kind of world environment, it is naturally difficult to give birth to the idea that "the people are the most important, the country is second, and the king is the least".

Dylan means more like ‘family world’.

The ‘people in the territory’ he refers to are actually like ‘flowers in one’s own garden’.

Similar to: A garden is only a good one if it has bright flowers.

Yarrow had no intention of correcting Dylan's thinking.

Considering productivity, social environment, etc., maybe Dylan's idea is the 'correct' one and there is no need to 'correct' it at all.

"Okay, don't worry about the water and the boat, let's go get something to eat first."

Yaro stood up and walked out, saying, "Since you said that the people in the territory are the most important, then tell me, what is the difference between humans and beasts?"

"What's the difference between man and beast?"

Dylan followed subconsciously, thought for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Wisdom?"

"I think it's thinking. People can learn from the experience accumulated by their predecessors, and they can continue to improve on this basis and think creatively."

With that said, Yaro turned back and said: "Dylan, unlike Viscount Corey, I don't want two-legged domestic animals in the territory. What I need is people, people who can cry, laugh, think, and have their own ideas."

"Lord Yaro, I understand your ambition very well. At the same time, on behalf of all the people in the entire viscounty territory, I would like to express my highest respect and heartfelt gratitude to you!"

Dylan then changed the subject, "...But I also hope you can consider the actual situation. We simply cannot afford to support so many students!"

“The reality is I’m only enrolling a few hundred students now.”

Yaro glanced back, "I just paid back dozens of gold coins a few days ago, and all the income from the new area of ​​Lan'er Village has been handed over to you for management. Together with the original inventory, the warehouse has more than 300 gold coins.

Even if you used some of it when purchasing food, the remaining gold coins will still be more than enough to support this few students. "

“Lord Yarrow, what can we do with such a large viscounty territory and so many serfs and refugees with so little money?

And if you do the math, even if each student's meal is worth one penny, for four hundred people, it would cost more than four million pennies a year, which is four hundred gold coins!

Not to mention the future, we won’t be able to survive this year! "

Four hundred gold coins? !

Yaro really didn’t think about it!

But to be honest, a penny for a meal is really not expensive.

It can only be said that if you are not a home owner, you don’t know that oil and salt are expensive.

Yaro coughed dryly and said, "Isn't there still three months to harvest? After these three months, we can be completely self-sufficient."

"Lord Yaro, it's not enough!"

Dylan smiled bitterly and said: "The newly reclaimed land is tax-free for three years. In addition, we have released all the serfs. There are not enough people to cultivate the previous land. This year's income may be less than 30% of previous years. No matter how you look at it, we will raise We can’t afford so many students.”

Just as they were talking, the two of them had already walked to the college's restaurant.

The college has not officially opened yet, and there are only some staff in the restaurant. They are guards transferred from Perrin Castle. They used to maintain order at the construction site and are now responsible for the logistics of the college. They have been familiar with Yaro for a long time.

After seeing the two of them, he didn't say hello in particular. He just ate his own food calmly, but his eyes couldn't help but drift towards the two of them.

Yaluo didn't care about them and looked for Shuyuanwwwｗ. zhaoshuyuan.com carefully thought about how to solve this problem.

Yaro took over the viscounty territory mainly for this school. Those refugee students are also the easiest people to influence, so it is impossible to give up.

Work to support the entire college?

It’s not that it can’t be done.

Magic stones are far more valuable than gold coins. If you hunt more monsters in the dark plains and earn more magic stones, you can indeed fill this gap.

But doing so would waste too much time, so we didn’t consider it either.

Or let the witcher go to work?

Just like the saying in ancient armies, "Listen to whoever takes the money," for no reason, even if the demon hunters can agree, they can't do it.

"It would be best to let the territory support itself, or to make the academy no longer a burden to the territory, but instead become a help to the territory."