"Old Hutson, do you mean that almost all the villagers in the west of our village are workshops?" Bonaparte half lay on the woolen blanket in his home, squinting at the old servant Old Hutson beside him, asking for the information he needed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Old Hutson listened to Bonaparte's tepid inquiry and couldn't help but feel a chill to the bone, and his mind once again came back to the appearance of Bonaparte last night when he came back with twenty villagers, all of them were carrying torches, everyone's eyes were so strange, they were so infiltrating under the flickering light of the fire, and the village chief who had served him for a while became a little moody.

"Yes, sir, the west of our village is a well-known gathering place for craftsmen, and even the farm tools and knives in the town are made in the west of our Daleng Village. Old Hutson replied respectfully.

"Oh, are those workshops blacksmiths?" was a surprise to Bonaparte, who did not expect that his village still had the foundation to become an industrial base.

Old Hutson is still very clear about the affairs of the village, after all, it is the village where he has lived for decades: "If you go back to the master, there are not only blacksmith shops, such as carpenters, lacquer makers, tailor shops, etc. ”

"Where do all these raw materials come from for so many kinds of workshops?" Bonaparte did not know how poor the agricultural income of his village was, for there were few places in the village where he could farm, and there were no iron mines nearby, so the tailors needed linen and furs, and the blacksmiths needed ore.

As for the wood needed by the carpenter, although Bonaparte did not know the extent to which the carpenter in the west of the village had shopped, if he wanted to make large beams and columns, he would need the kind of giant trees that were 100 years old, and this was obviously not something that the mountains and forests in the south of the village could satisfy.

"Every month, caravans come here from Yi Village to exchange raw materials, so the villagers in the west of the village are relatively richer. Old Hutson glanced at Bonaparte secretly and continued respectfully: "Sir, this morning the villagers of the village of Youyi came to take back the land to the east of the village, and there was a great uproar in the village. ”

"I know all this, and I have said hello to the villagers in the east of the village. Bonaparte couldn't help frowning when he heard what Hutson said, it seemed that the construction of the territory was indeed complicated and complicated: "You tell all the workshop owners in the village to gather here for a meeting this afternoon, and you will bear the consequences if you don't come." ”

Bonaparte was now full of hope that German would return soon, and the government affairs of the two villages together were really clueless for Bonaparte, and he was now in urgent need of a capable assistant to help him put these government affairs together, sort out his clues, and after a pause, Bonaparte continued to instruct: "Old Hutson, you send someone to the town to find the town mayor, and say that there are robbers nearby, and if we can't get rid of the robbers, we will not be able to pay the taxes on time in Daleng Village and Yi Village, and ask the town to send militia to suppress the bandits." ”

Seeing that Hutson was still submissive, Bonaparte continued to instruct: "Tell the mayor that the head of the village next door went out of the village alone yesterday evening to suppress the bandits, and it is reported that he has now returned to the arms of the Lord with honor, and the head of the village handed over the post of head of the village of Yi Village to me before leaving, and our village of Daleng has been renamed Roman Village since then." ”

After saying that, Bonaparte threw a parchment book in his arms to old Hutson, in fact, this parchment is not very important, Bonaparte now controls the finances of Imura, plus he feels that there are really robbers nearby, he now has the conditions for de facto rule over Imura, and the parchment is just a name.

Because now that Cross's life and death are uncertain, Bonaparte can't tear his face with the regime of the Lindu Kingdom, so this high-sounding evidence still needs to be there.

"Okay, that's all, you hurry up and do it, sir, I want to rest for a while, if I meet Geman from the next village and come back and bring him to see me." Bonaparte waved his hand and motioned for old Hutson to step aside.

Old Hutson saw that Bonaparte slowly closed his eyes and seemed to be very tired, so he quietly withdrew with interest, and he was now a little more and more unpredictable about his master.

After old Hutson had retired, Bonaparte fell asleep half-lying, and the last night had been so tiring for Bonaparte, and the mental pressure of Bonaparte had caused him to feel sleepy as soon as he had relaxed, and Bonaparte had slowly fallen asleep.

After falling asleep, Bonaparte had many dreams in which he dreamed that he was denounced by Cross and finally betrayed by everyone, and then taken to the gallows, and finally hanged alive.

"Sir, sir!" Bonaparte was suddenly awakened from the suffocation of his dream, and it turned out to be old Hutson calling himself.

After being woken up by old Hutson, Bonaparte rubbed his tired eyes, frowned and asked, "Hutson, how long have I been asleep?" ”

"Sir, you slept for five hours, and the Geman you spoke of is waiting for you outside, and the craftsmen are waiting for you. Old Hutson reported respectfully to Bonaparte.

"Gollum—" Bonaparte was about to say something, but his stomach interrupted him.

Old Hutson was very clever and 'admonished' to Bonaparte: "Sir, I think it is better for you to eat first, since you went out yesterday afternoon, you have not had anything for a whole day, and no matter how busy you are, your body is not as important as your body, sir." ”

"It's alright, bring your lunch, and then call me in the Geman outside, and let the craftsmen wait a while. Bonaparte chuckled as he looked at the old butler's huttel, and then commanded.

Soon old Hutson brought Bonaparte's lunch, which was obviously prepared, which also made Bonaparte feel that although this old Hutson could not help himself in government affairs, he could still help himself in this life, and after all the lunch was served, German was also called into the room.

Bonaparte took a bite of the black bread on the table, looked at Geman who walked in, and said casually: "Sit down, have you eaten, if you haven't eaten, you can eat some together." ”

"No, sir, I ate on the way. German shook his hand a little frightened, he had seen Bonaparte's moodiness, and if he had made the slightest mistake, he would be doomed.

But at this moment, Geman's stomach did ring very angrily, which is also the village of Yi where Geman had been waiting for dawn in the grotto, and after returning to the village, he had to arrange the things ordered by Bonaparte, and also to organize the affairs of the village and bring them to this Roman village.

Seeing that Geman was so restrained, Bonaparte stuffed a wild fruit into his mouth, threw a piece of soft-looking bread on the plate to Geman, and shouted to old Hutson outside: "Hutson, prepare a bowl of soup for Geman." ”