To be reasonable, the Stratholme family is a big duke, and normally the annual income is a few thousand gold coins, and the peak is only around eight thousand.

It's definitely not normal for these two bastards to be able to earn this money!

The unrelenting McDonald quickly flipped through the parchment rolls, ostensibly looking at the records, but actually looking at the data under the system:

Anna Stalie's side is: [Sugar Water Man] license fee 1314 gold coins, [Sugar Water Man] handicap 18772 gold coins......

On the mayor's side is a sudden order from the elf, plus all kinds of corruption penalties and confiscations, and ...... A dock!

The more McDonald looked at it, the more he vomited blood.

Annastari held up a large black sesame steamed bun of good size, and her face was quite wonderful, it was a mixture of flattery, hope, awe, and longing for praise. She clasped her hands in her lower abdomen, snapped her fingers uneasily, and looked up from time to time to see McDonald's reaction, afraid that she would be scolded for not telling McDonalken in advance.

With her alone, of course, she can't earn back so much money.

The parchment also said that she was going to 'swagger' in the name of the Duke of Stratholme, cough, it was the town. It's one thing to sell the gameplay of [Sugar Water Man], and what's even more outrageous is that she actually gambled with the nobles as a banker.

The handicap is still quite sick, it is the kind of take-all that wins, and loses all.

"McDonald, don't scold Bassellas, it's me who bet on my fiefdom, I thought I would lose at most if I lost, but I didn't expect to win a lot."

McDonald rolled his eyes - fart! Do you really think you're a gambling god? Even if you are, you are also a charity gambling god! Those guys who eat people and don't spit out bones are deliberately sending you money so that they can open up my way and continue to buy metal ingots at a cheap price.

Nima! Who made you eventful!?

Did I tell you to sit up and move on your own?

……

Annastari alone counts it all, this is just a small head, and her profit of more than 10,000 yuan is not enough to shake the general trend, the key is Bassellas's side.

This damn tool man gave him a king bomb silently.

First of all, the orc slaves, because someone let go of the words '10 silver coins for an unlimited collection of orc slaves', this stimulated the 'gold rush' of the nobles of Lordaeron, and about 4,000 orc laborers were sent to Lordaeron at this time. So far, no problem.

The bad thing is the bad thing, the orc hard labor is too capable.

Eat less, work quickly, and for some reason, the thief is obedient, and a few simple words of orc language can make the laborers busy. But all the relatively simple manual work is basically one top two human workers.

Some of the officials below began to replace the miners with orc laborers, and lied that they had hired local workers from Stratholme, in disguise.

In line with the principle that someone had hung up the embezzlers last time, Baseras told Serijek directly that he had dealt with these guys, and in turn had made more than two thousand dollars by raiding his house.

It's the little things.

The focus is on the back, in order to welcome more orc slaves to facilitate the completion of someone's grand 'big build'. Batheras consulted with Alonthos Fao and decided to open a new dock on the northern coast directly north of Lordaeron to facilitate the transport of slaves to Stratholm Territory at the nearest distance.

This place is located directly west of the later [Scarlet Monastery], and at this time, it was still the large Holy Light Chapel of the Holy Light Church. The northern coast, which is four kilometers long, is legally the private property of the Church of the Light.

As a thank you to McDonaln for his support in establishing the Order of the Silver Hand, Fao decided to lease the northern coast to the Stratholme family for 99 years for one silver coin.

The Stratholme family can build as much as they want within 2 kilometers of the coast, and all building possessions are protected by the laws of the kingdom.

There is really nothing wrong with this operation, because the real owner of this land at this time is not humans, but a large group of fishmen.

These amphibious tumors, Lordaeron has been suppressed N times and can't get them clean.

The north coast is a complete wasteland.

Who knew that something magical would happen again: after overhearing the Trident Legion, which theoretically belonged to McDonalken's private army, a guy named "Monarch Tianya" asked Frestern to bring a strange trident-shaped [Sea Altar] to the mayor of the town, saying that it could drive the fish-people ashore.

With the attitude of giving it a try, Batheras first said hello to the Silver Hand, and then went to try it out.

The results are amazing!

More than 4,000 fish-people have fryed, and they have abandoned their huts on the coast, shivering and afraid to go into the sea.

A fishman who can't get into the water, not even a militiaman, how can he be an opponent of the heavily armed Knights of the Silver Hand?

Uther: I'm going to fight a thousand!

This bit of fish-man is not enough for the paladins to stuff their teeth.

In this way, a natural deep-water port was rowed into the hands of McDonald.

McDonald's right eyelid jumped wildly, and his voice trembled: "Even the docks, warehouses, taverns, and even the supporting roads have been built?" Why are you notifying me now? ”

The mayor of the town bowed and couldn't stand up: "This is because I just finished the handover formalities, and I, the Baroness, and Archbishop Fao want to surprise you together!" ”

Surprise you, big ghost!

Even if you bend your waist, I won't let you go if you bow 180 degrees!

Grass!

The pit of the Church of the Light! Last time it was Uther, this time it's Fao!? Who else next time?

Aren't all people who play Holy Light lose money?

You know a little bit about anti-corruption.

Sell the land and you will too.

Will even the king be able to make a fortune in the future?

(Voice of the Mystery: It's a drop!) ）

McDonaln felt his muscles twitch with anger all over his body - no! You must hurry up and take advantage of the fact that the system has not been settled, sign a few unjust lists, and lose the speed......

As soon as this thought arose, suddenly the system prompt came.

[Due to the assassination of King Ryan Ureon by the orc Garona, the dragons of Stormwind Fortress are leaderless. Anduin Lothar rushed back to Stormwind one step too late, unable to save the fall of Stormwind. At this time, Anduin is beginning to lead the remnants of the army across the sea, and the first battle of the Dark Gate is over, and the system is ......]

I'm a man!

McDonald finally couldn't help it and yelled at the system: [System, you play me, right? Is it that no matter how hard I try, I can't go back? If you want to force me to death, just say it! Geezer! Come out and speak! You're not coming out, are you? That's good, then I won't do anything in the future, be a salted fish, follow the general trend, and survive to the end. If you have the ability, you can punish me to death. 】

An angry roar echoed throughout the sea of spirits.

【Come out!】 An old man surnamed Mai! If I'm not mistaken, Medivan! It's you, right? 】

In the case of extreme anger, a person can be angry even for an entire day.

Finally, a sigh from Lao Mai came from the spiritual sea: "Alas—let's talk!" ”