Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World Chapter 293

While the officers and soldiers of Arda's army were fighting **** battles at the front, a certain lord was indulging in some special enjoyment.

Miss Ladi Setia, a female consultant with green hair and a graceful figure, is standing behind her and gently pinching her shoulders with just the right amount of strength. She can feel the warmth of those catkins through her clothes, making her One can't help but want to groan.

Oh, it's really... too fulfilling for a female scholar with a cold temperament and a legendary powerful witch to do this.

Slightly raised his head, facing a pair of big smart eyes, staring at himself affectionately, the owner of the eyes squinted and knelt on the carpet, the decent clothes outlined a seductive figure, and waved two small pink fists to the left Beat your legs right and left.

Betty Dias, who came from a famous family in the Gabela Empire, turned her head away shyly after meeting her gaze, and said coquettishly: "Really, I have never done this before..."

Hehe smiled, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke her beautiful blond hair. Betty narrowed her eyes, enjoying it like a kitten being caressed by its master.

what! What a decadent life!

"My lord... my lord... my lord!"

The world suddenly shook, and the scene in front of him began to become blurred.

what happened? Paul shook his head.

When he woke up, the bright eyes of Qiushui just now had turned into thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Bernard! Why is it you!" Paul almost jumped up from his chair, looking at the man in front of him, "Where's Ladi? Where's Betty?"

The chief secretary said very apologetically: "Master Greiman, I'm sorry to interrupt your nap, the two ladies are here, do you want to continue the meeting?".

"Uh... of course, of course."

Paul remembered that he had made an appointment with the heads of various departments to discuss the latest work progress, and he dozed off halfway.

After thinking about it carefully, I blame that damned Hansel. Every time this guy reports to him, he uses a very long, convoluted, rhetorical and complicated sentence pattern to talk to him. One sentence, one sentence can be expanded into a long paragraph, and I have to use every brain cell to summarize what he meant.

At this moment, Hansel had finished his report that seemed like a century, Paul glanced into the room, and Ladi and Betty were sitting not far away.

Miss Witch had no expression on her face, looking down at her notebook.

The female supervisor looked at Paul with a look of disgust: "Really, what a person is drooling after dozing off, and what does it mean when you wake up and call our two ladies' names."

She quietly gestured to the corner of her mouth.

Paul took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, coughing dryly.

"Sorry, I've been a little tired lately... Which one should I do next?"

Old Ford, the head of the Government Affairs Council, said: "Master Graeman, I must discuss with you about the financial aspect."

Paul put his hands on his forehead and said painfully, "Don't tell me that I don't have enough money."

"Unfortunately, that's the truth. The expenditure in May was as high as more than 8,000 silver coins. Even if you add your private treasury, our money is about to bottom out."

Since the Salt People's Rebellion, due to the expansion of the Ministry of Public Security and the Internal Guard, the cost of public security has increased significantly.

Since the official war with the Kent family, military expenditures have become the bulk of Arda's financial expenditures. After the landing in Fishtail Town, in order to meet the needs of troops on the two fronts, Paul swiped a pen and nearly 2,000 militiamen were sent to various places. His military service station was sent to the battlefield, and at the same time he approved Schroeder's plan to recruit auxiliary troops locally.

Since it is a war, it is natural not to be empty-handed, and the corresponding weapons and equipment must also keep up. The soldiers need to eat and drink, and they need some wine and buffs before the battle.

And Paul strictly forbids his troops to solve the supply problem by means of looting—unless he can't help it himself.

Up to now, Arda has nearly 6,000 military forces in his hands. If he hadn't made money well, Paul would definitely be the most militaristic lord in the history of the Greiman family.

In the eyes of such a "huge" army, the money spent every day is like running water in the eyes of old Ford and Philip.

"I don't understand. Our territory has obviously expanded so much. The entire northern part of Emden, and now the Carter family's territory is almost occupied by us. Can't the tax revenue in these places be able to balance part of it?"

"Lord Earl, the situation I told you has already taken this part into account..."

Of course, you in the State Council do not intend to leave the tax money of these occupied areas to the old owners.

"My lord, I have a suggestion..."

"Hansel? Say it quickly."

"In fact, you can save a lot of money as long as you stop paying soldiers any [subsidies]. Just like other lords, it is the duty of the lords to serve their lords in the military."

Hansel's words aroused the approval of many people, but Paul immediately shook his head: "No! Absolutely not! Material incentives are an important means to maintain morale. Our series of victories during this period have shown that I give soldiers allowances. Right, which army do you think can fight as well as ours?"

"If it's material incentives, there are actually other means, which are commonly used by everyone..."

"No! That's even worse!"

Before Hansel finished speaking, Paul knew what he was going to say, how could he allow the army he trained so hard to degenerate into a gang of bandits. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Seeing that the Earl can't do this or that, Hansel made another move: “Master Earl, if I remember correctly, Port Fulan is planning to build a stock exchange, right?”

Paul nodded: "Yes, this is a long-established plan, and you know it."

Hansel continued: "In this case, why not issue a war bond through the stock exchange, which not only raises military expenses, but also promotes the business of the exchange, killing two birds with one stone."

"It's not good to collect money for yourself as soon as it is established?"

"Is there anything good or bad? Isn't it very common for kings and lords to borrow money for war? According to my knowledge, there has never been a case of the Greiman family borrowing money and not repaying it, and our army has been marching forward all the way, so there must be no one to worry about." Come buy bonds. And..."

Hansel paused, and said in a low tone: "In this way, you can test the rich people in the territory, which ones are with you and which ones are not with you. Anyway, people who buy bonds definitely don't want you to fail. "

Paul suddenly realized: "You're right, Hansel." Then he hesitated again: "What if the war drags on for too long, and it doesn't happen?"

Hansel: "According to the current situation, sooner or later we will be unable to make ends meet. It is better to raise a huge sum of money as soon as possible, manufacture more guns and cannons, and take down Center City as soon as possible. I heard that the wealth accumulated by the Ferdinand family for generations is one of the lords of the Northwest. Guan, you took possession of the Northwest Duke's treasury before anyone else, so you're afraid you won't be able to pay the money?"

"But... what if...unfortunately, the money in the treasury is not as much as the legend says? Those rich people will be no more troublesome than the salt people who have nothing."

Hansel smiled slightly: "What are you afraid of? Didn't you also build more guns and cannons?"

Chapter end

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