If you can't get everyone to eat and drink happily, this food festival will not be held!

But if you want everyone and all races to eat and have fun, the cost must be huge!

Now the city of Lanceville can afford it!

Joshua listened to Philos explain the general idea of the food festival when a question popped up: "Do you need to make a movie about this food festival?" ”

Since it's propaganda, the money has been smashed, and if you can't play the role to the maximum, it's too much of a loss!

Joshua's first reaction to the movie was because the publicity effect of "Prince of the Sea" was too successful! Even now, the movie "Prince of the Sea" still has a great influence in Lanceville!

The sales of the theme park and the surrounding area can be seen.

- Although the film industry still hasn't improved much.

But no one is to blame, purely because filmmakers are still in their infancy, and they have to imitate, skill, and then innovate or even surpass first!

Philos nodded approvingly at Joshua's move.

Documentaries and movies are different, but with the rich diversity of Lancevelly's cuisine, it is possible to shoot dozens of episodes in length!

"Yes, the documentary of the food festival can be used as a warm-up, and later on, you can also shoot different unit stories through each food, enriching the existing film genres."

Philos thought along this line of thought: "By the way, we can come up with a theme of 'xxx in the depths of memory' as the theme of open a call for questions. You can also put out a newspaper by the way. ”

The idea of the newspaper was conceived by Philos a long time ago, but the task of the newspaper was too long—the situation of illiteracy everywhere has only been alleviated until now.

With the completion of the first semester of the literacy class, the illiteracy rate in Lanceville was not too ugly.

It is only when the illiteracy rate is reduced that newspapers will be worthwhile.

Now that the most basic conditions have been met, and with the food-related theme essay collection activities, it can be said that it can be done with great momentum!

Philos gave Joshua an appreciative look.

Joshua: "......'s head" suddenly started to hurt.

Because he found that his proposal was about to bring him more and more work!

Although I don't know much about "newspapers", there is no doubt about the huge amount of work.

But, terrible!

Joshua couldn't help but ask curiously, "Lord Lord, won't you be tired?" ”

Glos asked brightly, "Is the game fun?" ”

Joshua was a little skeptical that the devil Philos was trying to trick him, but he honestly said, "It's fun!" "He genuinely thinks the game is fun. You won't get tired of playing for a million years! You won't get tired of playing every moment and every second of every day!

Happy! Happy! Spin ascension~

Philos had a "sure enough" expression.

"I'll give you a gift tomorrow."

It's still very simple for him to pinch an infrastructure game system.

Try it for Joshua first, and if the effect is good, it will be promoted by all civil servants in the city!

Just as Philos was conceiving the system, there was a knock on the office door.

Philos and Joshua quickly moved away from small talk and into serious work.

"Come in."

Allen who came in.

In the past few days, his mind has been filled with question marks, messy, and one of the things he came back to do was to go to the office window of the Consulate and fill out the application form.

But Philos was so busy that Allen's application itself didn't matter much, and he didn't see Philos until now.

However, during the waiting period, Alan was not idle, he became a volunteer to help the disaster victims resettle, find jobs, and go to school.

The busyness of the past few days has made him less concerned about the table, although he has cleaned himself up neatly, but it is only neat.

He was wearing a cheap 99 copper set of winter cotton clothes in the supermarket, although the simple clothes set off him more capable, but in the eyes of past acquaintances, it was a big change.

However, Philos was not an acquaintance of his, so he didn't react much to his outfit.

"What's the matter?"

Alan was clearly well aware of Philos' style, and on the way here, he rehearsed it in his mind many times, and finally, in front of this perhaps the only person in the world who could answer his doubts, he asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"My lord, why are you doing this?"

Philos didn't know why he was asking this, but he thought for a moment and said, "The lord is the leader who leads his people to a happier new life. ”

"I am the lord of this land, the master of this city, if even I am not good to them, even I am not trying to make this city better, who can I count on?"

Alan had prepared more questions, but after listening to Philos' words, he suddenly felt that those questions were childish and ridiculous.

He bowed deeply to Philos, and hurried away.

He's going home, no, he's going back to his empire!

Philos and Joshua looked at each other, not knowing what Eren had come and gone in a hurry, but what about him!

This kid's expression looks good!

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Allen, who returned to the royal capital as quickly as possible, did not go directly to the palace, but went to the highest place in the royal capital, and quietly looked at this city, this, the city that will belong to him in the future.

This is my people.

Looking at the bustling crowd, Allen had this idea for the first time.

But before his thoughts could continue to deepen, the movement of queuing up at the gate of the royal capital to enter the city attracted Allen's attention.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing will not be noticed by the noble Prince Allen.

But during the time away from the royal capital, Eren learned to pay attention to things that he wouldn't normally notice.

For example, this long line of slaves.

There were at least a few thousand slaves huddled next to each other in the disgust of the surrounding crowd, and the stench made many frown.

"It's really dirty, can't you change the door if you transport slaves?"

"It stinks to death, every time this group of slaves walks by, I have to take water to flush for a long time, and it still stinks!"

"Why can't slaves learn to be clean?"

“……”

"How much?"

The slave owner was startled by the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't walk silently?! As soon as he wanted to curse, the gold coins that fell blinded him.

"How much?" Before Alan could reply, he poured out a lot of gold coins.

"Whoa-la-"

The clashing of gold coins with gold coins was undoubtedly the most beautiful sound in the world, and the anger on the slave owner's face was immediately replaced by flattery.

The richly dressed slave owner threw himself directly to the ground, spread his limbs wide open to protect the gold coins under him, and shouted at the crowd of onlookers: "Look at it! What to see! It's all mine! ”

Alan withdrew the bag when he pounced, but many of them fell on the man, and the heavy gold coins made the man grin, but his face was full of joy.

"Enough, enough! Your Excellency, this is the status plate of the slave, please accept it! ”

Slaves are not worth much, the cost of what he bought is only a few gold coins, 10 copper for the elderly, 50 copper for the child, 80 copper for the woman, 1 silver for the man, and it is only a dozen gold coins when he sells it, and here, there are thousands of gold coins! It's a big deal!

The purchasing power of gold coins is very high, and the annual expenses of an ordinary family of three are only about three gold coins.

The slave owner was afraid that Alan would regret it, and even more afraid that someone would come to rob him, so he desperately stuffed it into his pocket, and when his pocket could not fit it, he stuffed the hem of his clothes into his pants, and stuffed it into his clothes, but he couldn't fit his clothes, so he tied his trousers and stuffed them into his pants, and then ran away without a trace, and the carriages and horses were gone, and the king did not enter.

Allen: "......" He was silent as he looked at the large stack of signs in his hand.

Although he was hot-blooded, Alan still knew very well that he couldn't take this group away.

He was going to the palace to see the king and queen, and it was evident that he could not bring this large group of slaves to them.

"Come with me first." There was already a commotion here because of the gold coins just now, and the slaves were very receptive, and they didn't need whips, so they followed Eren numbly and meekly.

When he reached the open space, Alan split the wooden cage, and the children next to the wood also fell down.

There is a type of slave trade called "gambling children", as the name suggests, gambling children. When the child grows to the age of five or six, he will be able to test his talent, and the gifted child can sell it to the noble lords, with 1 gold coin for low talents, 5 gold coins for medium talents, and 100 gold coins for high talents. If it's a high-level caster talent, it can even be sold for 500 gold!

So all the other slaves, including the elderly, had to walk, but the children were able to ride. Although the car is a cage nailed out of a few logs.

In order to keep costs down to the maximum, slave owners could stuff 100 children, but not just 80, even if the cage could only fit 50 children close to each other.

The children fell out of the car like dumplings, and there was not even panic on the children's faces - they had to come here every time they got out of the car, and they were used to it.

However, the expected pain did not arrive, and his body fell to the ground like a feather.

The children's eyes widened in disbelief.

There was some commotion among the slave herd, but more of it was fear.

It's no secret that necromancers use slaves as materials, and they huddle in fear of the pain and suffering they will face in the next second.

But they were so numb, their eyes numb, their bodies stiff and motionless, as if they were some inanimate object.

"From now on you are free, do whatever you want."

However, what Alan didn't expect was that the slaves who were numb like a stone just now knelt down in unison and kowtowed on the ground: "Master, please don't abandon us!" ”

Alan frowned, wondering why they reacted this way, wouldn't it be a good thing to regain their freedom?

Alan asked, "Wouldn't it be good to set you free?" ”

He was genuinely puzzled by this.

Although he will soon be thirty years old, he is well protected and knows nothing about this world.

Even if you witness the cruelest and most cruel side of this world through rescue activities, how much does that occupy?

His understanding of the "freedom of the slave" was given to him by Lancevelly.

People who don't have the skills can find a way to find a job as long as they can walk.

Even if you have a disability, you can take out a loan, and after you are healed, you can go back to work.

Not to mention children, the school is not only free, but also includes food and accommodation to make money.