President Lance's face was cloudy, and the corners of his mouth even began to twitch, but he didn't dare to turn his face with the power after all.

"Okay, I won't let you pay too much, I can take out 10,000 silver coins now, and I will pay you the rest in installments!" William also saw that his expression was not very good-looking, even if he gave him a step down.

"Okay, then I'll bear the stones for you, my lord!" President Lance gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

He figured it out, after all, vodka is a long-term business, and the production of vodka is destined to expand, the income brought by vodka alone is enough to make up for these losses, and this time the payment will undoubtedly get the friendship of a nobleman, and many actual guilds lack these things, next time if there is any more profitable business, William will undoubtedly be the first to think about the Reims guild, as long as there is this, his efforts are not in vain.

"Hahaha, that's good, you're the first businessman to get my friendship, I'm going to give you some benefits!" William said with a laugh.

You can't help but give the horses grazing, and let the horses run fast, and you should always give some benefits.

"This time our team Issamdenburg won the war, I specially asked for a privilege, that is, all the merchants of Denlenburg have tax-free privileges, you are also my friend, I will grant you this privilege, I hope you can occupy the market as soon as possible, and do not let the merchants sent by other nobles divide the benefits!"

William also has some other meanings when he says this, he has always cooperated with the Reims Guild, and the Reims Guild is also his royal guild, if there is a chance, William does not mind giving President Reims a noble status, after all, he cannot always be a baron, as long as the earl's favor for him remains unchanged, then his promotion to viscount is a sure thing.

And after being promoted to viscount, he also has the right to canonize the baron, and it will also be a good choice to accept President Reims as a courtier at that time.

In that way, not only will the Lance Guild have a share of the huge wealth, but even if he does business in the future, it will be much more convenient.

"Don't live up to my expectations!" William gave President Lance a meaningful look.

"Of course, for sure!" President Lance said excitedly.

The status of a nobleman was obviously very attractive to him, and in his opinion, if he could exchange most of his wealth for a title, it would be very suitable.

At least his descendants will have the status of a nobleman, and it will be more convenient than a commoner to do anything, even if he does not have a fief, as a nobleman will be respected by other nobles, and the title is the pursuit of everyone in this era.

"That's good, is there any difficulty in transporting the stone in twenty days?" Gave him a promise, even if it was half of his own, William asked in the tone he usually talks to his subordinates.

"No problem, you'll see enough stone in twenty days!"

"Then I'll go and prepare first?" President Lance asked tentatively when he saw that William was fine.

William nodded: "Go ahead!" ”

"Vidal! Outside the door? William shouted outside the study door.

"Do you have any commands? My lord? Vidal hurried through the door into the study.

"Has the brickyard I ordered to be built has been built?" William asked, sitting in his chair and stroking the ring he was wearing with his left hand.

"It's already been built, but not a single one here is going to burn what you call bricks!" Vidal said helplessly.

"Well, it's okay, take me to see it!" William saw his robe hanging from the hanger in the study, took a hanging sword from the wall, and was about to go outside with Vidal.

"Have you seen it, how did they make it? Does it meet my criteria? William stood outside the stable, waiting for Vidal to pull the horse out of it.

"Well, in my opinion, it's very good, it's no different from your drawings, but what is the use of you making this brick? The quality of a castle built with this kind of thing is certainly not very good! Vidal asked as he pulled two horses from the stable, and after serving William on his horse.

"Ha, you're questioning me, the quality of this thing is definitely no worse than stone!" William laughed.

"No, no, my lord, you misunderstood, I'm not questioning your decision." Vidal listened to William's teasing and hurriedly explained nervously.

"Don't take it personally, I'm kidding." William waved his hand.

The two rode their horses and walked to the brick factory built next to the village.

More than 200 looters were still busy, and the remaining materials on the ground also needed to be cleaned up, and it was not a good idea to pile them up on the ground.

"Good morning, Dear Baron, I have commanded this group to complete your request, do you think this building meets your requirements?"

The old village chief bowed his head humbly and said in a respectful tone.

William looked at the entire brick kiln, and saw that the scale was not large or small in the morning, and the whole was composed of civil structures, which was estimated to accommodate one or two hundred people to carry out work.

And those who were working, seeing William's arrival, hurriedly pushed it over and looked at him with an expression of awe.

But William didn't care, and then he suddenly remembered a sentence.

"It's never better to be loved than to be feared!"

This is to the ruling class, as long as you can make the life of your people good, they will be loyal to you, but if you lose your dignity to them, mingle, or woo them with a forgiving mouth, they will think that you are weak and deceitful, which will cause turmoil in your territory because of them.

William glanced at them, then fixed his gaze on the brickyard, and walked into the brickyard that had not yet installed the gate, and there were brick kilns inside.

At this scale, and with skilled workers, it is estimated that nearly 100,000 bricks can be produced per month, and if it is used to build a city, it is estimated that the output of more than a month is enough, but it also depends on the specific situation.

"Well, it's not bad, no corners are cut!" William nodded and said to the village chief with satisfaction.

"Now there should be clay collection in the bottom of the forest, or on the edge of the ditch!"

The clay that William spoke of is not uncommon, and it can even be said to be everywhere, and it is not the kind of clay that burns porcelain or pottery.

As soon as the order was given, more than two hundred people here moved and began to collect clay in those places as William had ordered.

After more than an hour, they returned to the brick factory with a lot of clay, and William looked at the clay and began to mix the mud, preparing to burn the bricks himself for them to demonstrate.

"Look at the point, I've learned, I'll only do it once, and you need to make it for me in the future!" William's richly sleeved robes were stained with clay, and he looked like a peasant in a robe.

After all these steps last night, William had them light a fire, put a model of dozens of bricks in it, and just waited for the bricks to come out tomorrow.