"Guys, look here, here, and here......"

In the conference room of Francis Manor, Philip had a huge map of Bithynia hung up, and pointed to some of the mountains on the map with a slender wooden pole and said: " Imagine that if we develop the fields and grow grain here, the output here will be able to fully meet the food needs of the whole province of Bithynia, and at that time, the price of grain will fall, and the miners will no longer have to buy grain with half of their monthly wages, and if they have spare money to do other things, do you think they will still be clamoring for a wage increase as they are now? In the final analysis, the workers' strike is that the price of food is too high, and their monthly wages are not enough to eat. ”

"Your Excellency, you have said very well, but you also know these mountains, although there are no mines, but the mountains are connected to the mountains, and some places are steep, and some places are stones when dug down, but there is no way to mine them into terraces. A nobleman with a single eye at the conference table said.

Looking at the person who spoke, Philip suppressed the anger that had been stirred up in his heart, this count named Katinga had interrupted him several times, and it seemed that every time he said something, this Katinga had to retort twice.

However, now was not the time to be presumptuous, Philip cleared his throat and continued, "So, I'm going to show you something. ”

With a hard pull, Philip lifted off the map that was on the blackboard, and the new drawing showed something with tracks and a big bucket facing the sky, looking mighty and domineering.

"Three stories high. Up to four storeys tall, five times the length of a wagon, and weighing hundreds of tons, this is the excavator that is now being used in the Ross family mine!"

This is a schematic diagram of the giant excavator that Philip drew in Tomei.

"As we all know, in the Lobit Guard, I relied on a magical machine called the Excavator to dig a path out of the mountains and insert the Dark Elf warriors behind the enemy, and it was this group of warriors who relied on the last one. I can win more with less. Defeat the enemy's five thousand warriors with a thousand miscellaneous soldiers. With this thing, you don't need to rely on manpower to sort out the flat terraces on the mountain, just use an excavator and dig a few buckets down. A rough outline of the terraces will come out. Just take a break. A field capable of producing food came out. ”

Seeing that Katinga seemed to want to speak again, Caroline, who was standing on the other side of the blackboard in the conference room, preemptively said: "Everyone, according to the rules set by the founding of the state of Bugas. The peaks of Bithynia belong to all of you, and these mountains are a reward for your ancestors' support of my royal family of Hodel, and with Philip's miraculous machine, you will not only be able to mine and become a mine owner, but you will also be able to grow food and become a landowner with these mountains. Think about it, if all these mountains are planted with your grain, how much will your wealth increase again? mines, one day they will be dug up, but the grain will be harvested this year, and it will be again next year!"

The conference room was already full of a large number of mine owners, and when they heard what Caroline said, they lowered their heads and exchanged their heads, just like Her Royal Highness the princess said, the mountains of Bithynia belong to them, so they can make a fortune by mining, in addition to the mountains that can be mined, there are many other mountains but there are no mineral deposits, if they can be developed to make farmland, whether it is rented to local people or collectively cultivated, it is a lot of income, and they can't help but be impressed.

"To put it simply, the ground on these mountains is as hard as stones, and even if you dig it, what is the use! If you use men to plow little by little, you won't be able to plow much ground at all!" said Katinga, angrily, as if he must carry it with Philip to-day.

However, he also has some truth in what he said, and it is indeed difficult to carry all kinds of farming tools up the mountain in some mountainous areas, which is also an obstacle to large-scale farming in Bithynia.

Philip ripped off the excavator's drawings again, and a new one appeared in front of everyone.

The square head, two round lampshades, like a pair of cute big eyes, a pair of heavy and thick tires next to the head, like two stubby little short legs, behind the head are two handrails split in trapezoidal hypotenuse.

If there were people on earth here, they would surely exclaim loudly, "Tractor!"

"This is an epoch-making product that can replace manpower and animal power for farming - tractors!"

To be precise, this kind of tractor is called a mountain tractor, a power product specially used for mountain farming, but this is the first time that a tractor has appeared, so it is okay to skip the word mountain and call it a tractor directly.

On the earth, the original mountain tractor is mainly driven by diesel, including engine, clutch, gearbox, left and right power output half shaft, left and right transmission parts, left and right drive wheels, and later electrical products are becoming more and more advanced, engine, clutch is gradually replaced by a motor that can change the speed and output torque at any time, in this world, the motor has become a magic motive, but other structures such as gearbox, output shaft, transmission and drive part have not changed.

Philip sketched out the main structure of the tractor from his memory, and then handed it over to Lobit Academy for research, and the design and trial production process of this product had been completed more than two months earlier, which is why Philip dared to tell Caroline in Tomei that he had the means to save the rotten country of Bithynia.

Whether it was the slave trade, the workers' strikes, the inequality between the rich and the poor, or the high price of food, all of these contradictions were the contradiction between Bithynia's growing population and limited production resources, and the mining-based Bithynian economy carried more people than it could handle, and all kinds of contradictions naturally erupted.

However, if the mountains of Bithynia can be developed, cultivated and the jobs in Bithynia can be increased, it will be equivalent to increasing the economic carrying capacity of Bithynia, and more people will have jobs and money, and the contradictions will naturally ease.

Excavators such as Hercules can build terraces, and this is certainly no problem.

Mountain tractors can be equipped with corresponding ploughshares, rotary tillers, seeders, trailers and other agricultural machinery, which can complete the cultivation of hillside cultivated land, sowing, planting, ditching, ridge formation, cultivating and hoeing, fertilizing and soil cultivation and spraying and other operations. It can also be transported over short distances, which can meet almost all the needs of agriculture.

It can be said that with these two things, Bithynia will be able to agriculturalize on a large scale, get rid of the dependence on mining in a big way, and solve all the contradictions that plague the province from the nobility to the miners!

In Philip's account, the nobles look wistful, as if they saw the peasants weeding in the fields on the hills of Bithynia and the wind blowing. A field of green rice or wheat waives in the wind. It's refreshing to look at.

"Really?" Katinga interrupted with a look of disdain, his shrill voice shattering the illusion of beauty, "can such a thing plough the land? ”

The nobles heard this. They also looked at Philip. Tractors they haven't seen. I don't know how to drive this thing, Philip is saying it very well now, but he hasn't seen the real thing. They don't have a bottom in their hearts.

Philip smiled, he didn't dare to say anything else, but ploughing the land?

The tractor was originally created for the purpose of arriving the land.

On earth, since ancient times, there have been many people who have tried to use mechanical force instead of human and animal power for farming. However, it was not until the 19th century, when Europe entered the age of the steam engine, that the birth of power-based agricultural machinery became possible. In the thirties of the 19th century, people began to study the use of steam vehicles to pull agricultural machinery and implements for field operations, and the most important thing in the field is naturally cultivated land. Finally, in the middle of the 19th century, the real steam tractor was created in the American imperialism, France, and the empire on which the sun never sets, and from that time on, agriculture officially entered the mechanical age.

Therefore, Katinga's doubts about whether tractors can plough the land are simply an insult to all the agricultural mechanics on the planet in the 19th century.

Just as he was about to express this disdain, suddenly, a clamor came from outside, and Samaria, one of Francis's henchmen, rushed in with scattered armor.

"My lord, the private soldiers of the other nobles suddenly rushed into our manor!"

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"Let's go inside!"

"Let our adults out!"

"Francis's dog out of the way!"

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A group of soldiers swarmed around the Marquis's Mansion looked like a swarm of black ants besieging food, while Francis's Marquis's Mansion was like a large green worm slaughtered at will, which would be eaten by this group of ants at any time.

The wooden bolt on the big iron door was crushed and deformed by the constant impact, and every wave of impact came, the big wooden bolt would make an ugly "click" sound, which seemed to be likely to break at any time, if it weren't for the four or five strong men behind the gate, the gate would have been rushed open.

A slightly younger aristocratic kid twitched his nose, "No matter, the old man has been locked up for a long time, if he can't stand the abuse, he may sign some terms for selling himself!"

"Yes!" another young nobleman touched the mustache at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with an unknown light: "My old man must have been locked up by these guys, so I said that I must choose Francis's North Mountain Mine this time, it turned out that the old bastard wanted to embezzle our family's property by suppressing the strike." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will just say that the lord must go to Francis's manor, and not to any of you, for the sake of talking. ”

Behind the young nobleman, the small-eyed Gerald said: "Think about it, what is Francis for inviting your elders to the North Mountain Mine with his soldiers? Those miners and pariahs have talked to you a few days ago, why they suddenly changed their minds, why they want to strike all of a sudden, it must have been Francis behind the instructions, I think, he has already calculated, and then invited the elders to Beishan Mine to watch his opportunity to suppress the strike, and at once arrested all the nobles in the mining association. ”

"Yes, that's it! Francis has long coveted our wealth, he is no longer satisfied with being the president of the Mining Association, he wants to monopolize the entire mining industry in Bithynia!"

The conspiracy only needs to be said halfway, and naturally someone will make it up to the brain, no matter how absurd and impossible it may seem, but the great human brain will always perfect it.

Especially some brainless guys!

Gerald was very grateful to the nobleman who spoke last to look like Brother Pig, and Brother Pig had a triumphant look on his face. It seems that he is still proud that he has figured out such a complex problem.

"Exactly, exactly, that's it, everyone, I suggest you hurry up and greet your respective elders, no matter how late it is, I'm afraid that even the women in the family, they will be sold. ”

The mustachioed nobleman pulled the beard from the corner of his mouth hard, and kicked the private soldier in front of him, "I didn't eat." Or how. Smash it hard for me, smash open this door, and I'll reward you with ten gold coins!"

Hearing the mustache's words, the soldiers who were originally stumbling suddenly had a golden light in their eyes. Gather a few private soldiers to discuss a few times. Several big men suddenly hugged each other. He roared very affectionately, and slammed into the big iron gate of the Marquis's manor.

"Click...... Rub!"

The big wooden bolt, which was twice as thick as an arm, finally couldn't withstand the huge force of the prime man's door and broke into two. The large iron gate was pushed open by the private soldiers who poured in like a tidal wave.

"What are you doing!"

An old nobleman with a cane shouted at the young nobleman with a mustache, although he was holding a cane, but the old nobleman did not look old, he was only forty or fifty years old, and he saw that he had just come out of the mansion of the Marquis's Palace, so he waved the crutches in his hand and hit the mustache.

"Are you going to rebel? I'll kill you brute! Why did I give birth to you little bastard! Do you know that the envoy of the Dao Dao is inside, and what kind of crime you are charged with colliding with the central envoy!"

The old nobleman was so angry that his face turned blue, and Philip was now representing the central government of the empire, leading troops to besiege the envoy, and this crime could be completely defined as rebellion or something.

"It's my own son that you're so cheating!"

"Ian, you kneel for me!"

The nobles rushed out of the mansion of the Marquis's Mansion one after another, and invariably beat their sons or juniors, punches and kicks, crutches, and some even picked up knives without drawing their boxes, as if these people in front of them were not their relatives at all, but enemies who had multiple wives, and killed their fathers.

"Oh, Dad, stop fighting! I thought you were captured by Francis!"

"You're still hard-mouthed, I call you hard-mouthed!"

The old nobleman slammed the stick down, and the finger-thick crutch hit the back of the mustache and was broken alive.

"Okay, Viscount Hunter, don't fight, I'm afraid your son is also worried about you. ”

Philip finally stopped Hunter's beating of his son.

Damn, the law doesn't blame the public!

There were more noble private soldiers than Francis who participated in this siege, and I'm afraid that most of the descendants of the nobles in the Mining Association participated, so I can't stand on the opposite side of the majority!

Philip thought very unhappily, but a smile appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "Alright, alright, everyone, this is a misunderstanding. ”

"Yes, yes, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" "The mustache ran up to Philip, and he also noticed that this young man younger than him seemed to have the highest status in it, and even Francis walked behind him, which should be the legendary central envoy.

"Envoy, this is a big misunderstanding, if it weren't for Gerald saying that Francis was carrying you, we wouldn't have brought someone here!"

"Brute!

The old nobleman's face was furious, and he seemed to be about to strike with his broken cane.

Philip waved his hand to stop: "Okay, Viscount Hunter, your son has already explained clearly, there is no need to pursue it, everyone, this matter is over, today's incident should not have happened!"

In Philip's kind laughter, the tense expressions on the faces of the nobles gradually calmed down, and almost everyone looked like they had been "rescued".

"Your Excellency the envoy is indeed merciful, but it seems that the matter we are going to discuss today is not over, and the miners are still on strike. You've always said how good that tractor is, but that's for the future, and it's not going to help us now."

Katinga's voice rang out in annoyance, and Philip took a deep breath, secretly suppressing the impatience in his heart.

There is no way, there will be a few dogs barking everywhere, although his own strength can burn Katinga to slag in minutes, but all of them are nobles here, and the upper class has a solution for the upper class, and it cannot be solved by force alone.

"That's right, Count Katinga, the tractor is for your future, now the most important thing for us to focus on the present, you probably also know, our Ross family's mine has a variety of other mining machinery, since these things, our family of the mine that could not be dug can now bring a steady stream of profits, and these machinery, in the future, can be provided to you, with them, you now need two or three workers to dig out the things, in the future, maybe only one worker to operate a mining machine can be completedAnd the manpower you save can be invested in the reclamation of various barren mountains, and the number of people has not increased, but it can create more value. I suppose you don't skimp on a little bit of a little increase in the wages of the miners when you have more money, right? In this way, what I promised you, and to the miners, is fulfilled, that your profits will increase, and the wages of the miners will increase. ”

The nobles were moved again, but after the fuss just now, they were not in much of a mood to talk to Philip about these things, and the corresponding voices were obviously not as loud as in the conference room just now.

"Well, everyone, we of the Rus family have a large iron ore mine in the Assyrian province near Bithynia. It's not far from here, and you can go back and forth in about two days, so I invite you to visit it. ”

Philip was a little anxious and promised the miners three days, in order for the miners to be able to send the ore down the mountain willingly after three days, and in order for the nobles not to send troops again to force the miners after three days, he had to hurry up and take the mine owners to visit the Ross family's mine, which was the best way Philip could think of at present.

Katinga's eyes rolled a few times, and he said a little sneakily, "It's too late, isn't it?

"Katinga, it seems that the president of the Mining Association is still me, right?" Francis's voice sounded behind Katinga, and this guy repeatedly preempted Francis to speak so that the most powerful Marquis of Bithynia was already dissatisfied.

"Count Katinga, it seems that you can't represent all the mine owners in Bithynia, it's up to everyone to decide whether to go or not. Francis said with a cold face, he cleared his throat, and said to the people who were still dragging their children to stand in the courtyard of the manor: "Ladies and gentlemen, all this that happened today, including the strike in the mines, in the final analysis, is that the miners demand high wages, but we can't give them, but I believe that with what the envoy said, our mines can be more efficient, we can open the mountains and farm to hire more people, make more money, and when the time comes, we don't mind paying higher wages to the workers." I think it's important for all of us here to go and see it. ”

Francis turned to Philip again, and continued: "But, my lord, it's not early today, we old bones have been driven down from the mines, and after such a fuss today, we are all tired, I know that you promised the miners three days to solve the problem, we still have time, if you see the machinery you mentioned, you will be willing to work with you to make a plan for the miners to raise their wages, and at that time, you can send a fast horse to the Beishan mine, tell them the good news, there will be no delay." ”

Philip looked at the nobles present, most of them were over fifty years old, and today's various things were a big toss for them, and everyone looked very tired on their faces. There were also many older ones, yawning and sleepy-eyed.

It's really not right now.

Philip nodded and said, "Okay then, but please meet here early tomorrow." ”

The nobles naturally nodded in agreement, Philip did not hold them accountable for the collision with the envoy today It is a very big favor, the nobles are the most particular about human feelings, and naturally they have to repay Philip somewhat, whether they believe in all kinds of magical things he said, but it is not a big deal to see and see, just a favor.

After saluting Philip, the nobles left Francis's manor with their sons and dejected privateers, leaving behind a trail of chaos. (To be continued......)