The importance of food is self-evident, but as long as it is regulated at the national level, it can temporarily replace or even completely replace the current currency.

In the Saxon kingdom, for example, an adult man needed about one kilogram of bread per day, plus a certain amount of meat, such as bacon, ham, sausages, bacon, and fish, as well as plenty of vegetables.

"Let the 500,000 reservists be converted into regular troops, and they will be sent out in brigades throughout the kingdom within two weeks to take control of the granaries from the local officials. I propose that all pigs, cattle, sheep, and poultry be transferred to military control, and that food rations be strictly implemented for the people everywhere, only in this way can we deal with the northern giants who are about to go south. ”

The words of the Marquis of Brackbarn are not difficult to understand. Under the premise of material rationing, the credit value of grain exceeds that of currency, so that there is no need to pay pensions in gold pounds, and it is possible to fundamentally complete the early mobilization of the people and prepare them for war.

"But what about the merchants, and the bankers." Lawrence was anxious, "They will not agree to the full transfer of the kingdom to military control, they will demand that we pay all the money in advance." ”

"Cover their borrowing with food." The Marquis of Brackbarne spoke coldly and ruthlessly: "At present, the domestic food price is stable, and the first thing to do after rearmament is to close the border. In this way, the food from outside cannot enter, and the specific price of food is completely up to us. On the premise of ensuring annual production and popular demand, we have the right to price bread. If those bankers don't want to starve to death, they have to honestly accept grain-based repayment terms. ”

"Holy Lord, you ...... How could you have such a terrible thought? Lawrence's face was full of horror, and he completely forgot that it was a faux pas to do so in front of the king: "We will lose our credibility completely, and even if we win the battle against the Giants of the North, we will lose the whole market." There will be no more taxes, and there will be those nobles who will surely rebel in the event of extreme discontent. ”

"I just want them to jump out one by one." The burly Marquis of Brackbarn did not change his mind at all: "Kill if you should kill, or even exterminate the clan." The kingdom is in jeopardy, and they must contribute their part. If you object...... Then kill until they agree. ”

The pale-faced Lawrence stared at him for a long time, and finally turned his gaze to the king, and uttered an almost pleading prayer, "Your Majesty...... It can't be like this, it really can't be like this......"

King George sat there without saying a word.

He was thinking.

"Let me think, give me some time, let me think about it......"

……

Saxon kingdom, Jeanckore.

The Marquess of Bosville received Elizabeth in his studio.

He was an old man with a smile on his face, a steaming cup of coffee on the table, and a few exquisite snacks.

"It's been a long time since you've been to Genque, and Bertonic always complains that I didn't invite you." The two sat very closely, and the old marquis took Elizabeth's hand and rubbed it slowly in a smile.

He was a very wary man. Age means that the Marquis of Bosville has far more experience and insight than the younger ones. As the old saying goes, "Young people love sex, old people love money" couldn't be more suitable for the Marquis de Bosville.

The Elpse firm was doing well in Rangshire and the Marquess of Bosville had a stake in it, which made him a good profit. What's more, Elizabeth has no problem with being fair and doing business. The old marquis had been secretly observing the relationship between his youngest daughter, Bertonici, and Elisabeth, and found that the two were only friends, and the latter, although he did use Bertonici for some minor personal purposes, was harmless, and was within the old marquis's permission.

As long as you can make money, there are real and visible benefits, then everything can be discussed.

Caution towards the king was even accompanied by a certain degree of disgust, which made the Marquis of Bosville an important member of Elizabeth's borrowing list.

The reason is very simple, the previous business of forgetting worries made a lot of money, and the Marquis has never been a person who feels that there are too many gold pounds in his pocket to fit it heavily.

With this foundation, the old marquis became interested in something else...... A little interest in his opinion is dispensable.

"Lawrence has written back." The Marquis of Bosville picked up a letter from his desk and said with a smile: "The king has agreed to our loan plan, and a new contract will be delivered tomorrow." Starting next month, we will be able to expand our business to every corner of the Saxon kingdom and other countries. ”

His right hand never let go of Elizabeth's palm. The girl's skin is so smooth and supple that it is comparable to the finest silk.

When you get old, your ability in that area is greatly weakened, but there will always be inexplicable needs when you are stimulated. Especially when it comes to the status of the Marquis of Boswell, he can't look down on ordinary women at all.

Elizabeth, dressed in a light blue dress, looked elegant and generous, she let her hand be held by the other party, as if that was the right pose, and she smiled brightly like a lively and innocent little girl, "Great, this is indeed good news." Dear sir, it's all because of you. ”

The old marquis smiled gently, put down the letter, and with a very natural motion, slowly extended his left hand to Elizabeth's half-exposed shoulder. Because it is a sofa, the distance between two people is also constantly shortening.

"I find you particularly charming today." He reused the beautiful words he had said at least ten years ago. The Lord testified that the Marquis of Bosville had said this for the first time in all these years.

Elizabeth's eyes struggled a little, her body trembled a little, but there was no obvious refusal movement...... Bertoniki is my friend and I ......"

"She's my daughter. She has no say in the matter. The old marquis's attitude was unusually resolute, and his words revealed his own personal majesty.

The door was closed, and no one was allowed to enter without permission.

A few hours later, Elizabeth left the studio.

The Marquis of Bosville was too old, and his ability and chance of exploding were zero, but his liking for beautiful women did not diminish in the slightest. Like a robot cat in the age of civilization, Nobita can't take it apart and understand its secrets, but he can stroke its round and chubby appearance and touch it over and over again.

She soon returned to her own residence in Rang County.

Elizabeth did not see it as a humiliation, although she did have similar thoughts at first, but it was consumed by the solitude with the Marquis de Bosville in the studio again and again. In its place was an unbreakable loyalty to the young king far north.

I am willing to do anything for the man I love.

Pulling away her dress, Elizabeth walked into the warehouse in the backyard and saw the workers busy among the piles of goods, as well as Stewart, who counted the goods.

"How's the preparation going?" Her expression was as usual, and she couldn't see the slightest trace of her flushed face and panting for half an hour.

"Almost." Stewart casually picked up a large pocket from the side. The bag was stamped with the black insignia of the Saxon royal family, one of the "contents of the loan" negotiated between the Marquis of Bosville and the Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Kingdom. All families of soldiers killed or captured in battle received a pension of five gold pounds, two of which were paid not in money but in kind. These include different kinds of grain, cloth, salt, and other types of equivalent goods.

This part of the deduction was the responsibility of the Marquis of Bosville, and it eventually fell to Elizabeth's Elpsel Firm. These condolence bags are mixed with a certain percentage of forget-you-no-worry powder, and through this officially recognized way, they will enter thousands of households and become the new spiritual sustenance of the commoners of the Saxon Kingdom.

King George supervised the army extremely strictly, and all forms of supplies and rations were subject to audit. All the evidence suggests that Forget Worries is an excellent mental stimulant that ensures that soldiers stay awake in extreme situations. However, due to various regulations, Elizabeth was unable to let her goods enter the royal team.

Defeated, the king needs money, and there is no better opportunity.

The same condolence bag will also be shipped to the port of Seist, which is also needed by the rebuilding Royal Navy.

Elizabeth remembered Tianhao's order for all white people to use the powder of forgetfulness, the more the better.

……

Northern Saxon Kingdom, Morent, Town of Audwin.

It is a small town with a population of about 2,000 people, located southwest of the town of Ep, with a distance of more than 100 kilometers between the two places.

The sun is about to set. Farmer Mike, carrying a rattan basket full of farm tools, left the field after a busy day and walked towards the town in the distance.

In every sense of the word, it was the northernmost part of the Saxon kingdom. The Lord was merciful, and He set up a forest between the Gobi and the fertile soil to block the wind and sand in the north, making the land easy to cultivate and abundant.

It's a dense forest belt, and the wooded area north of the town of Odwin isn't strictly dense, and can even be said to be washed. The forest belt widens from east to west, creating primeval forests that are difficult for ordinary people to enter and can get lost in.

The people in the town need firewood, and there are no nobles here, and there are always not many trees growing on the edge of the woods, just to maintain a balance between consumption and plant reproduction.

Mike walked briskly, and he hummed a ditty. Industrious people are usually happy, and he is no exception. Successive bumper harvests filled the granaries and cellars, and although most of the harvest was potatoes, they could be paid to cover the annual taxes as long as they were cut and dried. Mack's wife died young, and he was the old widower known in the town. The main reason is that Mike likes to drink, coupled with his solid family background, and he is quite modest, which has attracted many women to be interested in him.

He would go to the tavern for a while every day, and a beer was nothing to Mike. The bar girl named Lisa is Mike's old lover and dates twice a week, the very intimate kind...... Of course Mike will pay for it, and Lisa won't open his mouth.

This is a subtle tacit understanding, Mike knows his good reputation, as long as he wants, many women willingly stick to it and will marry it. Bar girls can't really be considered a permanent career, Lisa is young and beautiful now, and she has nothing to live on when she gets old, so she won't want too much of herself.

In turn, Lisa herself is well aware that Mike found him because there was no prettier woman in the town. As long as he is willing to go south, the city there is more prosperous, and there are all kinds of women he wants.

Mike is a great farmer. He raised a dozen pigs, six sheep, three cows, a horse, and a large herd of hens and ducks. It is true that these things are nothing in the eyes of the nobles, and they are not even enough for a banquet, but in the eyes of the vast majority of commoners, one or two large fat pigs can be slaughtered every year, and bacon and ham can be eaten from year to year, and the farmer Mike is indeed a real rich man in Audwin Town.

Mike usually has to work in the fields, and he will definitely not be able to take care of the animals alone. Especially the chickens and ducks in the yard, it was very troublesome to serve them, so Mike hired two women to help him feed the pigs and chickens. The prices he offers are very good, mainly marinated pork, the kind of large pieces of marinated fat with a strong salty and umami flavor are very delicious, especially sliced and fried in a pan until crispy, served with gravy, sandwiched between hot toasted bread, and you will feel the signals of happiness from your teeth and tongue to the brain.

Yes, Mike has mastered some kind of special curing technique. It's not surprising, just as the old ladies have a knack for pickling pickles, and the pickled cucumbers they brew have a flavor that even the most luxurious restaurants in a bustling city can't match.

There will always be some women around Mike. An old widower of considerable wealth is attractive in his own right, and he has no children and is in the prime of life. When he was working in the summer, Mike would always take off his clothes and go naked, and the exposed tendons and flesh were full of masculine charm, soaked in sweat and glistening in the sun. Almost all women who saw this scene couldn't help but blush and heartbeat, and they couldn't wait to pounce on this guy and bite it a few times.

This kind of thing can only happen in a remote town like Oldwin.

It was getting darker, and Mike picked up his pace. He didn't feel tired, but energetic. In the distance, you can already see the faint church spires of the town, and the rice shelves standing at the top. He couldn't wait to get to the tavern as soon as possible, touch Lisa's round ass a few times, and have a big beer, and enjoy life and enjoy it.

The road out of the forest is not wide, and the side of the road is overgrown with weeds. For some reason, Mike suddenly became a little afraid of the shadowy forest in front of him...... He himself felt strange, he had never felt this way before, it seemed like coming to a completely strange place.