The King Chapter 73

  Chapter 73 Store Grain First

   "Quick, clean up all the debris in here!"

   "Hurry up, everyone hasn't eaten!"

  Construction started, and the originally dead mining area finally had the smell of fireworks. A group of lifeless refugees also had rare smiles on their faces.

  People are not afraid of suffering, but they are afraid of not seeing hope.

  The lord is the backbone of everyone. Since childhood, he has been accustomed to living a life of being dependent on the noble lords. It is really embarrassing for them to be independent.

  Of course, the most important thing is that they were first robbed by the rebels, and then by the counter-insurgency army. They suffered the cruelest social beatings, which caused everyone to feel seriously insecure.

  Including following Hudson all the way south, eating and not working every day, everyone still has no idea.

   It's different now. With new jobs comes value. Don't worry about the Lord Lord suddenly abandoning them.

   Hudson didn't know what the serfs thought. The busy construction site is essentially just doing one thing, repairing the infrastructure damaged by the war.

   "Master, a group of refugees have come outside. It is said that they are miners from the mining area and their families. They want to come and join you!"

  Hearing the good news, Hudson once thought that his arrogance broke out. Even without sending troops, some people took the initiative to join them.

   After seeing the person clearly, this feeling disappeared. Where are the miners, they are clearly a group of beggars.

  All of them were sallow and emaciated, dressed in ragged clothes, trembling when they walked, and looked starved.

  Although he is an aristocrat, Hudson still did not break away from the people at the bottom, saying "why not eat minced meat".

   There are nearly a thousand people in the team, and there are many old and weak women and children in it. It is a miracle that they can survive in the mountains and forests. It is impossible to live well.

  Even if the territory is rich in output and there are many wild animals in the jungle, hunting can make up for the lack of food, that is just a drop in the bucket.

   It may be possible to hunt thousands of catties of meat at a time, but it is purely dreaming to hunt hundreds of catties of meat every day.

  If hunting could not guarantee a stable supply of meat, Hudson would not set his quota so low.

  My stomach is so hungry that I can't stand it, no wonder I have to run to join the new lord. If Hudson came ten days and a half months later, it is estimated that there will be a tragedy of cannibalism here.

  At that point, this group of miners is basically useless. People's bottom line has always been very low, as long as they break through the first time, there will be countless times.

  Glancing at everyone, Hudson announced the result directly to everyone without any extra nonsense:

   "Viscount Alphonse died unfortunately. I am your new lord, Baron Hudson-Coslow, and now I declare to accept your allegiance!"

  After accepting the prostration gift from everyone, the relationship between the lord and the people is considered to be established. In the years to come, everyone will fulfill their obligations and enjoy their rights and interests.

  The simple ceremony is over, and everyone is considered their own. Hudson was not polite, and directly arranged for his men to take the newcomers to the river to wash their hands.

  The rules of the game are like this. When the old lord dies, the new lord only needs to declare that he accepts the allegiance of the subjects, and the matter is over.

  The opinions of the serfs, that is, there is no opinion. Part of the estate itself, who cares what they think?

  Everything is taken for granted, without the slightest discomfort. Forcibly "adding drama" to buy people's hearts will only make things worse.

   I'm not joking. In history, there have been lords who were suspected of being counterfeit by serfs because they were too close to the people. Because the lord in their memory has always been aloof.

  With more people and more power, the repair speed of the territorial infrastructure is accelerated, and the corresponding food consumption is also increasing day by day.

   As a last resort, Hudson divided his troops to transport the remaining grain from Dadil City; while writing letters non-stop, he bought grain from nearby nobles.

  The two counties of Wyton and Wright are almost at a loss, and the rise in food prices in the southeastern provinces is a high probability event. Even if there is no food shortage in the province, food prices will rise due to political needs.

  In this three-acre land in the southeastern province, the grain merchants nominally determine the price of grain, but in fact the masters behind the scenes are the Dalton family.

  Based on Hudson's understanding of Earl Pierce, if this political strongman doesn't take advantage of the opportunity in exchange for benefits, he will be worthy of the nickname "Lion of Flames".

   It is not because Earl Pierce has a conscience that he is not raising food prices. Mainly the local nobles, who doesn't have any food reserves?

  According to the normal development process, relying on the support of the family, we can survive the panic in the early stage of entrepreneurship. The price is skyrocketing, but it can't help people have food in their hands.

  Hudson is an exception. With the group of miners in front of him, the population of the territory has directly exceeded the 4,000 mark. This is not the end.

  The cronies sent out to fool people are still working hard. He didn't know how many people he could fool in the end, so he could only reserve more.

  Hudson is still very clear in terms of thinking, and while he can buy food now, he will buy more. As for the aid promised by my father, I can put it there first, and then send someone to pick it up when needed.

   Within two hundred miles, all the nobles who did not participate in the development of the territory received Hudson's grain purchase letter.

The owner bought 80,000 pounds, and the west ordered 100,000 pounds. As long as someone is willing to sell, no matter if it is rye, oats, barley, or potatoes, broad beans, peas, carrots, pumpkins... he will not refuse. .

  As for more high-end Warcraft meat, beef and mutton, wheat, spices and other daily necessities, they are all out of the scope of purchase.

  Everything is caused by the price, and it is also grain. The price of wheat is 1.5 times higher than that of rye, and nearly twice higher than that of oats and beans.

  Like countless lords, cheap and large quantity is the first consideration. The cheapest potatoes cost only one and a half coppers a pound; rye only three coppers a pound...

   (1 gold coin = 15 silver coins = 1500 copper coins)

  The only expensive food purchased in large quantities is table salt, up to thirty copper coins per pound. This is the low-quality table salt eaten by serfs, and the refined salt enjoyed by nobles, and the price has soared to two hundred copper coins per pound.

  Knowing that this was extortion, Hudson could only grit his teeth and accept it. Who let the production of salt be in the hands of the great nobles?

  Buying, buying, buying, it was a waste of money for a while. Although due to time and distance, these transactions are still only on paper, but the money still has to be reserved.

   It is a tragedy if someone delivers the goods to the door but has no money to pay the bill. For nobles, it is very shameful to owe money.

   Ordered more than 3 million pounds of supplies from the neighbors in one go. If all of them can be sold, the budget of 7,000 gold coins will be wiped out.

   It's not Hudson's style to sit and eat. Thinking of his pocket that was about to bottom out, the reality told him that he must find a way to make money.

  (end of this chapter)

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