Section 310 Forget worries
Perias rubbed his eyes vigorously, he was sure that he was not dreaming, that his mind was not dizzy, that all the things listed on the paper were potions, but they had strange names and had never heard of them.
"This is your next research project." Tian Hao's calm tone was full of majesty: "You can make any material requests, and I will send someone to ensure the supply of materials for your research." If you don't have enough people, you can choose by yourself, and those priests are at your disposal. β
Saying that, Tianhao made a joke: "Here, you are their king." β
Perias hurriedly stood up from his chair and flattered and confessed: "Your Royal Highness, you are the only king. β
He had dealt with many nobles, and knew very well that this kind of scene should never be taken seriously. In this regard, there should be no difference between giants and whites.
"You're their manager." Tianhao's English pronunciation is very accurate, and the experience of learning from foreign teachers in the civilized era makes him have a distinct Oxford accent: "This king will give you more ointments, I hope you will use them all, the production of forget-worry powder must be increased, if there is no change in the short-term production...... Father, you are a wise man, and you should know what I mean. β
Perias nodded hurriedly, and a trace of embarrassment immediately appeared on his face: "Honorable Highness, I have no intention of questioning your decision. But this thing ...... It's a bit difficult. β
Tianhao's deep gaze was enough to understand everything: "You mean human hands?" β
"Yes, there are not enough people." Perias nodded and said bluntly: "The number of prisoners of war you brought back from Suolong Pass is very small, and some of the experiments in the early research of Forget Worry Powder have been used, and now there are less than two hundred people left......
With that, Perias lifted his black clerical robe and took out a black ointment from his inner pocket.
This is the product of a piece of poppy juice after primary processing. Almost fist-sized, somewhere between black and brown, it emits an ammonia-like smell that is somewhat choking and unpleasant.
"According to your original request, Your Highness, I have refined this thing in two different ways. I put it in a pot and heated it up, and then it fermented, and I got this. β
Perias said as he pulled out a finger-sized bar of golden paste from the inside of his black robe. This is a cooked product of raw opium, which no longer has that unpleasant smell and looks good.
"I used fifty people for the experiment. At first, they were very resistant to this new "smoke eating method", but after a few days they felt very good, and after a week no one refused to smoke the ointment. They even volunteered to increase the number of test ointments they were rationed each day. After two weeks, the maximum demand of the addict increased sixfold, and the minimum increased threefold. β
Perias lifted his clergyman's robe again, took out a delicate and small animal skin bag, and he untied the tie of the seal, revealing the white powder inside, and his expression became solemn.
"It's a forget-you-no-worry fan...... Refined, I love that word. Extracting the essence and discarding impurities, a large piece of raw ointment is refined to get a little bit of this white powder. But admittedly, this thing is extraordinary, it has a good analgesic effect, and it only takes a little bit to make the user feel the joy of being in heaven. β
Tianhao looked at Perias with a sharp gaze: "Have you sucked?" β
Perias shook his head, his expression was between hesitation and fear: "Your Highness, you have repeatedly told me not to smoke, and I must wear a mask when I usually test, as well as the kind of gloves made of cotton cloth and wild boar urine foam...... I know this stuff has a strong addictive effect...... Thanks for the reminder. β
Tianhao smiled faintly. He looked condescendingly at the priest standing in front of him, his expression gentle and friendly: "Although this king and you belong to different races, we were once enemies, and we belong to different positions. But now it's different, we're friends, we're collaborators. β
Perias looked up at Tianhao, who was much taller than himself, and was amazed by his sheer size, but also terrified of the power of the King of the Thunder Bull. At this moment, he finally understood the difference between the young giant and the southern noblesββββ his attitude was more amiable and easier to deal with, as he said, "we are friends", both managers and partners.
At least on the surface.
ββ¦β¦ In order to...... In order to carry out the experiment of forgetting worries, I used 50 more people. Perias highlighted the number "fifty": "It has a better addictive effect than Fushou cream, unlike the former, which requires multiple smokings to have an effect, and forgetfulness powder only needs one time to make the addict dependent, and at the same time can cure a variety of diseases...... For example, asthma, cough, cold...... Especially depression. β
Perias hesitated for a few seconds: "They, those testers...... Very happy...... Very happy...... Forget Worries has a long-lasting calming effect and can even relieve pain from deep within the soul. The key is ...... Once they smoke, they can never get rid of it. β
The priest glanced apprehensively at the young patriarch sitting upright: "They rely on this kind of thing...... No, it should be required. I've tried to reduce my daily supply of powder, and following the method you have provided, I've added flour, powdered sugar, powdered leaves, and some specific rock powders to my initial finished powder. All the people who were tested said they wanted a higher purity powder, and after repeated testing, I finally determined the standard powder content to be 30%. β
Tianhao nodded slightly: "It seems that your research effect is very good, and it has met my expectations." β
Looking at his gentle face, Perias swallowed hard, and he plucked up his courage and asked tentatively, "Your Highness, do you plan to use this medicinal powder for the treatment of diseases?" β
The smile on Tianhao's face remained unchanged, but he was much stiffer than before: "Priest, this is not something you should be concerned about. I have to warn you, this is not the Kingdom of the Rhine, nor the Kingdom of Plantagenet. The gods we worship are not holy lords, and you think that the sacred rice frame is heretical and a symbol of evil. β
The symbol of the Holy See still follows the cross of the civilization era, but the basic shape has changed. There is an extra cross in the middle of the "ten" character that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the amplitude is slightly shorter, like a variant of the "meter" character, and the cross that separates towards the four sides is truncated, and the length is only one-third of the left and right up and down.
Even within the Holy See, there are differing views on this religious symbol. It has two names, "Cross" and "Rice Frame".
In contrast, Tianhao is more accustomed to calling it a "rice frame".
His gaze was sharper than before.
Perias hurriedly lowered his head, pressed the question that had just emerged in his mind into the depths of the earth, and his tone became more humble: "Your Highness, you ...... You misunderstood, I mean...... The development of Fushou Paste and Forget Worry Powder consumed too many experimenters, and now you have given me so many research projects...... There are simply not enough manpower. β
"You don't have to worry about that." Tianhao's clear gaze is enough to see through people's hearts. He said calmly: "The day after tomorrow at the latest, you can get two hundred people, and you can also get new personnel replenishment every two weeks in the future." No matter what you do to these people, I just want the results, especially the output of the forget-worry powder. β
Despite the unexplained doubts in his mind, Perias still knelt down, kissing the ground about half a meter from Tianhao's toes with his lips, making a respectful sound.
"As you wish, my Highness."
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Saxon Kingdom, Dorset, Montt City, Elpsore Manor.
When Elizabeth walked into the interview room, she was amazed by the luxurious decoration of the room.
The architectural pattern is very old, and it is believed that the construction techniques unique to the Old Kingdom period were followed. The fireplace is connected to the ventilation ducts by tall towers, and rows of upholstered seats are placed under the walls. The floor-to-ceiling windows are very large, with an arch width of more than ten meters, and the heavy wooden doors are inlaid with glass. The extraordinary length and width of these glasses make them expensive, and they are by no means comparable to their small sizes. The orange-red curtain falls from the top of the wall, and inside is a translucent white tulle, from which bright sunlight pours in, and the windows on both sides of the building are positioned opposite each other, creating a special environment where the light intersects.
Whether it is the furnishings or the decoration style, it shows that all this is the effect of the accumulation of money, and it is a noble level that the poor cannot access for several lifetimes.
This special sense of luxury is even more evident in Elizabethββββ she wears a delicate silk dress, "molpa" is a recent popular style in the aristocratic circles of the capital of the Saxon kingdom, the workmanship is fine, the best white silk fabric must be used, the long skirt is separated from the blouse, with beautiful and delicate wheel-like folds, the transparent piping of the collar and cuffs itself is synonymous with gold coins, and this dress alone is worth at least two hundred gold pounds.
He has always been careful and discerning, and his keen eye is an indispensable basis for the slave trader's trade. His eyes followed Elizabeth, who had entered the interview room, at the wide-brimmed purple ribbon she wore around her waist, and the sapphires set in the buttons...... Despite its small size, it is a small diamond that has been held together with great skill by a skilled craftsman, but no one can deny its value.
She's really beautiful.
You Gao swore that he had never seen such a beautiful, high-pressure and dignified woman.
When Elizabeth walked to the main seat and sat down, You Gao suddenly found that the long skirt on her body was not a "molpa" style in the true sense, the difference was that there was a slit on the left side of the long skirt, which extended to more than 20 centimeters above the knee. The smooth and slender legs loom in the skirt as they walk, which makes people think about it.
Yugao swallowed his throat as he once again overturned his previous definition of the young countessββββ a goblin, a goblin with a flower-like face that made all men fall at its feet.
Hell, this is the sixth time I've changed my impression of her since she walked into this room.
"Mr. Yugao, how much cargo did you bring me this time?" Elizabeth dispensed with unnecessary politeness, and she was smiling, and although it was an inquiring tone, there was a strong temptation to answer.
It was not the fault of Yu Gao that he was small in stature, and he was destined to have a tall and strong body from that time on, due to malnutrition caused by long-term lack of food in his childhood. But that's fine, short people will always be despised by people, and coupled with a humble and humble attitude, people will only think that short people are very humble, especially a guy like You Gao who is engaged in a "special trade", he prefers to hide in the shadows and be seen as a non-threatening mouse by others than those tall and handsome men. Only in this way can you get your own benefits without being noticed.
He bowed to Elizabeth and replied respectfully, "Four hundred and thirty-three in all." According to your orders, there are sixty-one craftsmen among them, and they come from different trades. β
"I want to see the list." Elizabeth's voice was pleasant.
You Gao hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his arms that had been folded in half, crumpled, even a little dirty, and there were some stains of unknown meaning on the surface, which seemed to have been used. You Gao knew very well that the more inconspicuous this kind of thing was, the less likely it was to attract attention, and it was more in line with his humble inferior province.
Elizabeth didn't care about the paper itself, she cared more about what was written.
"It seems that we already have a good basis for cooperation." She quickly finished reading, put the paper in her hand on the coffee table, cocked the index and middle fingers of her left hand, gently pressed her lips, and said with a chuckle: "I have been short of manpower in my overseas estate, and you have helped me a lot." β
Yu Gao's keen nerves once again caught the key words in these words.
Overseas.
Manor.
Not just anyone can afford to find new land overseas. It takes a lot of money, an experienced sailor and, of course, luck. There are so many strange places in this world that no one can guarantee that sailing will bring them wealth and prestige. When it comes to sailing and the successful discovery of a new continent, the success rate is almost negligible.
This beautiful countess actually owns an overseas estate?
In Yu Gao's opinion, this is the best proof of identity and wealth, and it is no wonder that the countess orders a large number of "goods" from herself.
Free people with stable lives and incomes do not leave the mainland and go overseas with an unpredictable future. Although the Five Kingdoms have long racked their brains to relocate civilians to the newly discovered overseas lands, they have been unsuccessful, and few have responded. It was not feasible for the king to force the relocation, as that would only provoke a large-scale popular uprising. In the end, the basis of domestic rule was completely disrupted, and the gains outweighed the losses.
In order to lure commoners overseas, the popes and kings took great pains to loosen their control over overseas territories and involve more nobles.
If you want to develop the land, you have to have people, and driven by profits, the special profession of slave trader came into being.