Vol 2 Chapter 135

Act 135: Roman's Second Plan (Part Two)

"Isn't that exchange?" Miss Merchant asked with interest, watching the young adventurers' behavior.

"It's not so much an exchange as a charity, Miss Roman." Sandford replied later.

Roman put out his finger and nodded his chin: "But obviously it is an exchange. Buying hope with food, isn't it an exchange?"

"Buy hope with food? What does that mean?" Antitina stunned. In fact, it's not just her, everyone is surprised by this sentence: Is this also an exchange?

But wait!

But only Brando reacted at this moment. He immediately couldn't help looking at Roman with an incredible look, wondering how this guy's little brain is so long, how can he always think of something that ordinary people can't see local. He immediately sorted out his thoughts, and then asked: "Antinina, if you give this land to your governance, how long will it take for this place to have spontaneous business behavior?"

After listening to this question, the aristocrat realized that Brando had something in her words. She could not help but glance at each other, thinking that the young lord had any thoughts on this territory? Or is it just a test for yourself?

In any case, she still looked at the undressed, refugee-like leaders on the street and seriously thought about it, and some embarrassedly replied: "In a short period of one year, in a long period of two years, the people have no wealth and no business. The basis of behavior. Even if the tax is re-established and land is allocated, it will take a long time to accumulate wealth ... But in any case, I can be sure that business will reappear here within two years; only the road is a bit troublesome, re- I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money to build a road ... "

"So, if we distribute the wealth, don't the people have wealth?" Roman interrupted her, saying for granted.

Antitina suffocated, "Does this ... make sense?" She couldn't help but ask a little harder: "This and those gambling guys lend their money to people who have no money to participate in gambling, and then let Are there any differences between them and their gambling behavior? In the end, they won only have their own money, and there is even the risk of losing ... "

She couldn't help looking at Romain, like the gambling guy in her mouth. However, another term should be used here, called quotient.

"Of course it makes sense, you see, Antitina said it was 'borrowing', didn't it? So that lovely gambler could still win more money in the end, just the money was written on the IOU."

"But those people are nothing but poor people, even if there is an IOU, in fact, there is no penny in hand," Antitina countered.

Roman raised his chin and shook his finger, and she fell into Brando's eyes almost thinking she saw a clean capitalist.

"It's true that not everyone wants to be poor, don't we? We distribute wealth, but it's actually an exchange. We buy these people's hopes for the future," Roman pointed to his eyes: "See Everyone wants a better life. What we give them is the ability to realize this hope, which should be called the ability to participate in production, right? "

"And when they realized this wish, they naturally completed the meaning of the IOU, and I also added a lot of partners involved in this game." Miss Merchant continued to describe: "Different from gambling is , You buried gold coins in the ground, you will harvest two gold coins next year. "

With that said, she blinked playfully.

"This ... it's so difficult, but it's difficult to realize ..." Although others heard the fog, Antitina finally understood Roman's idea. But she couldn't accept such wild logic anyway.

"It's really difficult ..." Brando nodded, then he couldn't help but glance at Little Roman with an admiration. In fact, Roman's idea is not a form of redistribution, but a form of redistribution. It is not only the means of production that participates in redistribution, but also the capital itself. When capital participates in reproduction, it will quickly add value. Roman's idea is based on the premise that all wealth in the territory belongs to the lord himself. Although simple and simple, but can think of such problems under such conditions, it must be said that the eyes have already been quite advanced.

But it does require an extremely large plan, and every step of the way, is not just a simple matter of sending things down. Brando is not good at this, but he has a simple example to learn from.

Infrastructure and Foreign War.

"It ’s not so much buying hope as buying labor. Although labor is an added value to the lord, they do n’t understand that although all the wealth in the territory belongs to the lord itself, the speed of creating new wealth is There are differences, "Brando replied." Of course, if you want to do this, how to distribute this wealth is a key. "

"Antinina, do you have any ideas?" The young man asked casually.

"Build a road."

The idea of ​​aristocracy simply coincides with his lord. Then she hesitated, finally lowering her voice and whispering, "Master, what do you think of this place?"

In the past, Antitina could scarcely imagine that she would urge her lord to attack another legitimate lord of the kingdom and take the opportunity to seize the opponent's territory-it was a blatant rebellion. But over time, the situation in this ancient kingdom is getting worse day by day. The news of the turmoil has come from outside, plus she has witnessed all the actions of these cold-blooded and rotten aristocrats. Fantasy has a little disillusionment.

Brando nodded and shook his head again.

He certainly had an idea. The domain of Baron Gruddin was almost next to his future territory. In addition, this guy was not a good bird. It would not be necessary to say that it was the opponent's first move. But not now, now he lacks both this strength and a chance. Wait another two months, and after the November coup (also known as the December coup), localities have declared independence, and no one cares about the small lords attacking each other on the southern border.

However, he did have a headache. I have to say that Tonigel is indeed one of the most barren territories in the entire Eruin this season. He was originally afraid that Roman might be stumped in this kind of place, but he did not expect that the instinct of Miss Merchant was so strong that he could play a role anywhere.

Brando now even wonders if she throws Little Roman to the bottom, and she can do business with the demons happily.

Anyway, after having a preliminary idea, the rest is how to perfect this idea and money. The problem of money is not a big problem for Brando for the time being. The money obtained by extorting the little noble and the money being transported in Prague will be used as his starting capital, and the rest will be handed to the rich mineral resources in the south. Already.

As a basic rule of traversal, if as a traverser can not write anything on the minerals, Brando feels that he is alive.

But at this time, a loud horse whip interrupted his thinking. Brando was startled, and he turned around with the others, just to see a small team of cavalry entering the city behind. Although these cavalry were messy in equipment, they had clear flags. The young man saw the emblem on their banner-a pelican on a staggered black and white grid, the background color is from the family emblem of Jean Denaire, which means that this aristocracy has a direct relationship with Count Jean Denell. . So Brando immediately understood that these men were personal soldiers of Baron Grudin.

At this moment, these cavalrymen were raising their whip to expel the residents on both sides of the street. They retreated a little slower and took a whip hard. The thin-skinned men, women and men were driven away like a herd of cattle, and this scene fell to the riders' eyes as if it was very interesting. They couldn't help laughing, and they even laughed wildly.

Antitina frowned, a scene she often saw. The law enforcement cavalry of Braggs is so impressive.

She then heard the red-haired girl Akane humming coldly beside her.

"They seem to be dragging something behind," Sandford said suddenly, pointing behind the riders.

"It's a corpse," Brando replied, "these nobles' personal soldiers went out to the bandits." He sighed softly after he said it.

"what happened?"

Antinina froze, isn't this normal?

But Brando shook his hand to signal her not to speak, and then pointed her. The nobleman took a closer look and sure enough, after seeing some women, not long after seeing the corpses, he suddenly knelt on the ground and covered his face. Crying. She froze slightly, and then asked, somewhat incomprehensibly: "... what is going on?"

"Speaking of bandits, it is better to say that they are being forced to survive by the lord's taxes. The robbers in the mountains and forests are better off as refugees who evade taxes. In fact, most of their lives are no different from ordinary farmers. They really participate. There are not many looters. Just because of tax evasion, it is defined as 'non-human'. "A gray wolf mercenary replied very familiarly, and he gritted his teeth and replied:" This is also my father. Dead, these abominable aristocrats ... "

"Are there only men?" Antitina took a breath and asked.

"Of course, life outside is not paradise." Brando nodded.

After he had spoken, he seemed to be in a strange silence. Except for the cries of aristocratic personal soldiers, the woman's low sobbing, no one spoke for a while.