"Don't worry, you can deliver the slaves in installments."

"Installments?" Fawkes frowned, and since he was not a professional businessman, he didn't react for a while.

Alan paused and glanced at Windsor, who was drinking red wine.

Windsor put down his glass and explained for Alan: "Whoever puts 20,000 slaves in his hands will definitely not be able to give them."

You Anderson family can deliver a thousand slaves a week, and when you have enough 10,000 slaves, we can give half of the recipe.

When you've paid enough of the remaining 10,000 slaves, we'll give you the remaining half of the recipe. ”

This principle is very simple, and Fawkes is puzzled after understanding it: "My family really can't do it, 20,000 slaves are divided into twenty rounds of small slave trades, which is not as exaggerated as 20,000 in theory, but the Lionheart Temple must have sent someone to investigate the whereabouts of the slaves." ”

"You can mobilize other families to trade slaves with Tomorrowtown, as long as the total number of slaves is enough, and then the cement recipe can be shared with those families who trade, or you can find a way to fool others yourself." Allen proposes another trading option.

Fawkes is not a fool, he listened to two plans and figured out what Eren wanted, which was a slave!

Except for slaves, everything else is secondary, and even he thinks that Alan can not even want a golden dragon, just a slave.

"You want so many slaves, can the town feed you?"

Fawkes suspects that it is not so simple for Alan to buy so many slaves, and that those slaves are likely to be sold to the Minotaur side.

"It's true that Tomorrowtown can't support that many slaves now, but it's easy to have money, and the grain merchants in other towns are enough to feed those slaves." Alan shook his glass, and there seemed to be some secret hidden in the red drink.

In fact, by the time 20,000 slaves entered the town, the gunpowder factory and the gun-making workshop had already increased their production, and when the musketeers in Tomorrow Town were formed, they could expand outward.

However, he couldn't tell Fox about these things, lest the other party divulge secrets.

Selling cement formulas is not Allen's stupidity, if someone else can produce cement, he can occupy it with musketeers afterwards, which is equivalent to someone else giving him a cement factory for nothing.

In the absence of a strong force guarantee, the villages and towns around Tomorrow Town are Allen's "food".

Now Alan has not moved troops, it is because there are not enough musketeers, and there is also a cannon known as the god of war has not yet been born, let alone should not be used.

With the steelmaking plant about to take shape in the near future, Allen intends to take advantage of the converter steelmaking method to create a large cast steel cannon body.

When the artillery is invented, Tomorrowtown will take the lead in raising the curtain on the emancipation movement.

Holding high the banner of emancipating slaves on the surface and injecting fresh blood into industrial development secretly is the next development direction of Tomorrow Town.

Fox was unaware of Allen's ambitions, and he was still going around the issue of cement, trying to inquire about the surname of the inventor of cement.

"Other families are also involved in the transaction?" Fox is considering the feasibility of the option.

Alan had just asked him to fool the people of the other families to participate, or to share the cement recipe together.

Fox is naturally reluctant to share the fruits with other people's families, but if they are all nobles under the anti-lion faction, then it is a different matter.

The Anderson family is the royal branch of the anti-lion faction, and the anti-lion faction has many secret supporters, some of them are richer, some are poorer than them, but together they can definitely raise 20,000 slaves.

"I'll go back and think about it." Fawkes didn't dare to make a decision in person, such a major matter must be decided through a family meeting.

Before leaving, Fawkes looked around the four orcs in green uniforms standing guard indoors without leaving a trace, and did not move, but asked curiously: "Lord Allen, who invented cement, he should be a little famous." ”

"It's not famous, it's the product of accidental invention." Alan shook his head.

Fawkes finally left the city lord's office without the name of the cement inventor.

……

Tomorrowtown, West Coast Port.

Orcs push wheelbarrows and carry a wooden box filled with cotton wool filling onto the ship.

Goss opened the wooden crate on the boat and examined the glass goblet inside, which shone in the sunlight, transparent and shiny, exactly like the glass he had seen in Alan's office.

"Hurry up, sail back to Saltpeter Town, it's too late." Goss was in a hurry, and when he heard that Marianne had gone to the royal city, he knew that half of the opportunity had been lost.

Ordinary orcs would certainly not be able to afford such glass products, and the customers it was aimed at were aristocrats.

And what kind of people are the aristocracy, people are stupid and come quickly, buy rare goods, if it is a high-value product, the price can be doubled several times.

By the time Fawkes hurriedly boarded the ship, Goss's fleet immediately dropped anchor and rushed to Saltpetertown.