Chapter 134 To be reasonable, each chapter has a long chapter name, which is sometimes a headache, and it can't be long or short

Seeing that Joberg was about to approach Wren and wanted to give Wren a big hug, Wren suddenly stretched out his right hand and looked at Joberg with his head tilted slightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A look of embarrassment on Joberg's face flashed, and he laughed again, not caring about the embarrassment that Wren gave him, but closed his arms, held Wren's right hand with both hands, and shook it vigorously. There was no trace of displeasure on his face, as if Wren was the Governor and that he was just a nobody. He smiled more and more enthusiastically, as if it had been a misunderstanding before, or even a misunderstanding.

Wren flicked his index finger tightly with both hands, and Joberg immediately let go of his hands, and Wren's expression finally had a hint of a smile, and he pointed to the seat on the left hand side, motioning for the two to sit down. The maid quickly rushed in and brought black tea and some snacks, "You are in such a hurry, drink a glass of water and eat something first." ā€

After the two sat down, Joberg didn't hesitate at all, and nodded again and again, "You didn't say that I almost forgot, this time I was in a hurry, I can't wait to see you, I'm a little hungry." He was very "rude" to pick up a piece of pastry and throw it into his mouth and chew it vigorously, his cheeks were bulging high, and the scumbags of snacks splashed out from between his lips and teeth, without any aristocratic demeanor. He took a sip of the black tea, and the slightly hot black tea made Joberg's face flush before it subsided after a moment.

"Praise the god of light, your snacks are so delicious!", Joberg said exaggeratedly, like a clown.

Joseph was not in a hurry, looking at Wren with a smile and not saying a word, Joberg was so humble, if Wren still cared about the previous things, then Joseph would not worry. A person who can only look back, even if he does one or two big things, will not be able to change his pattern. Throughout the long history, those heroic kings or nobles, each of them has a very long-term vision, and a determination to always pursue interests. Their eyes are always straight ahead, and they never stop because of the scenery they pass by, let alone look back.

Wren's pupils shrank slightly, and his smile faded until he stared at Joberg with some seriousness. Joberg didn't seem to notice Wren's strange gaze, and was still eating and drinking, just like those civilians outside the city lord's mansion who had never seen the world, and they were stupid and coarse.

His gaze gradually moved to Joseph, who had no sense of presence on the side, and was slightly stunned, the bridge of Joseph's nose completely destroyed the demeanor of his face, if the bridge of his nose was more upright, Joseph would definitely be called a handsome and flying person. It's a pity, that collapsed nose. However, at this moment, Wren's heart trembled, could this discordant bridge of the nose be caused by the day after tomorrow? His deep gaze stared at Joseph, who responded to his gaze with a smile, without avoiding it, without the slightest aggression in his eyes.

This is a person who is good at hiding himself, and Wren immediately labeled Joseph, and he believed even more that Joseph's collapsed nose bridge was caused by nurture, or even broke it himself. It's not that Wren is psychologically dark, it's not that he likes to guess others in the worst way, but he sees a hidden edge in Joseph's eyes, and a trace of ...... Proudly proud.

"Joseph?", Wren asked.

Joseph's staggered gaze from Wren and lowered his head slightly, "I am, honorable city lord. ā€

Wren nodded, his gaze shifted to Joberg, and Joseph was slightly startled, lowered his eyelids, and stared at the ground in front of him. He already had a hunch in his heart, but he wasn't sure for it. If Wren were to be replaced by someone his age, with an incomparably rich body of knowledge and experience, he believed that the mask he had been wearing all along might be revealed, but Wren was too young to even think about it. If it's true, then it would be a terrible person and a person to whom it deserves refuge.

"Have you eaten enough?", Wren asked, his tone not the slightest stiff and concerning, so that Joberg paused even in the action of chewing. "If you're done, I think we should get down to business, after all, you're not here just to eat, are you?"

Joberg poured himself half a cup of black tea, swallowed the choking pastry in his mouth, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes...... , it is indeed to get down to business. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth before stuffing it back into his pocket, "Your Majesty Pars has appointed you as the chairman of the Bell Provincial Strategic Materials Committee, and I am one of the members, and you are still my boss." He smiled flatteringly, ...... "I don't know when you plan to start your work?" the Imperial Capital seems to be very concerned about this matter. ā€

Wren also found out about this a few days ago, Pars was not what he thought in this matter, Wren originally thought that Pars would forcefully promote this policy through the final vote of the Imperial Assembly, but what people didn't expect was that Pars actually made a deal with the aristocratic group, and compromised with each other at the fourth meeting of the Imperial Assembly, and passed it unanimously. In fact, it is not difficult to see some clues through the appointment order, in this appointment order, Ren is the first chairman, and there are several city lords and lords below.

This meant that the power, which was supposed to be firmly in the hands of the royal family, was divided among the different aristocratic groups, allowing them to intervene as well. What kind of deal did they make, Ren couldn't help but know in Bell Province, but the content of this deal must be very shocking, at least the content of the deal must be equal to the control of strategic materials, and Pars will finally nod.

The princess, who was not beautiful but very imposing, also learned one of the most quintessential methods of politics in a short period of time - compromise, which also made Wren a little surprised. All outsiders know that compromise is a political art, but they can never imagine the anger, unwillingness, fear, helplessness, hesitation, and hatred of "compromise...... Among the countless plans for the future and weighing the gains and losses, choosing a way to compromise with the least loss is far from being as simple as a simple "exchange".

Originally, this was a dagger that pierced the skin on the chest of the aristocratic group, threatening the safety of the aristocratic group at all times, but now, it is not so important.

However, all this does not have much to do with Wren himself. The biggest reason he created the Strategic Resources Committee was the betrayal of the merchants, and he needed to teach them an unforgettable lesson as to why the nobles were the rulers of the country, not the merchants. As for who ultimately benefited, that was what Pars needed to consider, and the only thing Wren needed to consider was whether the people of Ortrenburg had cheap food to fill their stomachs, and whether every family had a certain income and savings.

That's all.

"I don't have much interest in the Strategic Materiel Committee, and I don't intervene most of the time except when I can't decide what is necessary. Everything is decided by your vote when I am not there. Wren didn't bother to continue to go around in circles with Jolberg, and Joberg behaved so blisteringly that Wren was not easy to deal with him. "But no matter what decision you make, no matter how big or small, send me a copy of the minutes of the meeting and the final decision for my records. ā€

You hurt him, he grinned at you, but it was his own grade that was lowered, and the best way to deal with this kind of character who has evolved to such a villain is to stay away. In addition, the transaction between Pars and the aristocratic group made the "Strategic Materials Committee" go high and low in the eyes of Wren, and a good hand of cards turned into bad cards all at once, and it was useless to hold it in his hand, not to mention it, maybe it would become a big firework at some point, blowing up others and hurting himself.

"I believe that the specific details will be conveyed by the imperial capital, and it will be good to follow them when the time comes. I'm here to make some shallow suggestions in my private capacity. Wren rubbed the ring of his middle finger, he was used to making some small movements when thinking, he was suddenly stunned, and that abnormal look was quickly hidden by him, but it did not escape Joseph's eyes. He changed his sitting position, readjusted his mentality, and continued: "First, the price of grain must be kept at the official parity level, which can fluctuate, but it must not be too high. It is better for civilians to learn to store food on their own initiative, rather than letting food pile up in warehouses and become moldy. ā€

For some reason, the civilians of this world do not like to store food, most of them only buy three or five days' supply, and when they are finished, they will buy it, and they will not buy much at one time. This has caused tremendous pressure on the storage of grain, and about 20% of the grain at the bottom will eventually become moldy and deteriorate due to untimely treatment. Moreover, the cost of food storage sites and personnel management will continue to increase the expenditure of official granaries, and if the initiative of civilians to store food is proudly implemented, it can effectively reduce expenditures, and at the same time increase the ability of the civilian class to resist disasters in the early stage of disasters.

Joberg nodded vigorously, and Joseph's eyes lit up, he clearly thought of the benefits of letting civilians store their own food. This does not seem to be much different from the past, it is nothing more than that civilians buy rations for three or five days at a time and one or two rations at a time, but the effect is completely different.

Wren let go of his hands on the armrests and continued: "Second, don't put an end to small-scale private grain transactions, the situation in the empire is not severe enough to require officials to regulate the distribution of goods, small-scale private transactions can promote the circulation of goods and capital, and improve the social structure. ā€

"The third point...... Wren was silent for a moment, and then suddenly showed a smile, and the teeth that showed at the corners of his mouth were white...... (To be continued.) )