Perias rubbed his eyes hard, and he was sure that he was not dreaming and his mind was not dazed. All the things listed on the paper were potions, but the names were strange and he had never heard of them.

"This is your next research project." Tianhao's calm tone was full of majestic: "You can make any material request, and I will send someone to ensure the supply of materials you are studying. If there is not enough staff, you can choose it yourself, and those priests will be allowed to drive you."

As he said that, Tianhao made a joke: "Here, you are their king."

Perias stood up from the chair in a hurry, flattered and confessed: "Dear Your Highness, you are the only king."

He has dealt with many nobles and is very clear that this kind of scene should not be taken seriously. In this regard, there should be no difference between giants and whites.

"You are their manager." Tianhao's English pronunciation is very accurate. The experience of following foreign teachers in the civilized era gave him a clear Oxford accent: "I will provide you with more ointments. I hope you can use them all. The output of Wangyou powder must increase. If the short-term output does not change... Father, you are a smart person, you should understand what I mean."

Perias nodded quickly, and a hint of dismay appeared on his face: "Dear Your Highness, I have no intention of questioning your decision. But this matter... is indeed a bit difficult."

Tianhao's deep eyes were enough to find out everything: "Are you referring to human hands?"

"Yes, there are not enough people." Perias nodded and said bluntly: "The number of prisoners of war you brought back from Lock Dragon Pass is very small. Some of the experiments of Wangyou fans in the early research were used up, and now there are less than two hundred people left..."

Speaking of this, Perias lifted up his black priest robe and took out a black ointment from his inner pocket.

This is the product of a piece of poppy 1 millet juice after primary production. It is almost as big as a fist, between black and brown, and it emits a scent similar to ammonia, which is a bit pungent and smells uncomfortable.

"According to your original request, I refined this thing in two different ways. I put it in a pot and heat it, and then fermented it, so I got this."

Perias said, taking out a piece of finger-sized paste from the inside of the black robe, with a golden-shaped paste on the surface. This is a cooked product of raw opium, and it no longer has the unpleasant smell and looks good on the outside.

"I used fifty people to test it. At first, they were very resistant to this new "smoke eating method", but after a few days it felt good, and no one refused to take ointment after a week. They even offered to increase the number of test ointments that were rationed every day. Two weeks later, the maximum demand for addicts increased six times, and the least of the least increased three times."

Perias lifted up the priest's robe again and took out a delicate and small bag of animal skin. He untied the sealing tether to reveal the white powder contained inside, and his expression became solemn.

"This is Wangyou powder...refined, I like this word. Extract essence, abandon impurities, and a large piece of raw ointment can only be refined to obtain a tiny bit of this white powder. But it must be admitted that this thing has extraordinary effect, it has good pain relief, and only a little bit can make the sucker feel the joy of being in heaven."

Tianhao looked at Perias with a sharp look: "Have you sucked it?"

Perias shook his head, his expression between hesitation and fear: "Your Highness, you repeatedly remind me that I must not suck. I must wear a mask during tests, and gloves made of cotton cloth and wild boar urine... I know this thing has a strong addictive effect... Thank you for your reminder."

Tianhao smiled faintly. He looked down at the priest standing in front of him with a gentle and friendly expression: "Although I and you belong to different races, were enemies and had different positions. But now we are different, we are friends and collaborators."

Perias looked up at Tianhao, who was much taller than himself, shocked by his huge body and size, and was also afraid of the power of the Thunder Bull King. At this moment, he finally understood that the difference between this young giant and the southern nobles was more kind and easier to deal with. As he said, "We are friends", both managers and partners.

At least on the surface.

"...In order to...in order to conduct the experiment of Wangyou powder, I used another fifty people." Perias emphasized the number "fifty": "It has a better addictive effect than Fushou cream. Unlike the former, it requires multiple sucks to produce effects. Wangyou powder only needs one time to make the smoker dependent, and it can also treat a variety of diseases...such as asthma, cough, cold...especially depression."

Perias hesitated for a few seconds: "They, those testers... are very happy... very happy... Wangyou fans have a lasting calming effect and can even relieve the pain from the depths of the soul. The key is... Once they suck, they can never get rid of it."

The priest looked at the young patriarch sitting upright with anxiety: "They rely on this kind of thing very much... No, it should be necessary. I have tried to reduce the daily supply of medicine powder. According to the method you provided by Your Highness, I added flour, sugar, dry leaf powder, and some specific rock powder to the original medicine powder. All the people who were tested said that they needed Wangyou powder with higher purity. After repeated tests, I finally determined the standard medicine powder content to 30%.

Tianhao nodded slightly: "It seems that your research results are very good, meeting my expectations."

Looking at his gentle face, Perias swallowed hard, and he mustered up the courage and asked tentatively: "Your Highness, are you planning to use this medicine powder for the treatment of the disease?"

Tianhao's smile remained unchanged, but it seemed much stiffer than before: "Father, this is not the issue you should care about. I have to remind you that this is not the Kingdom of Rhine or the Kingdom of Prairie. The gods we worship are not the Holy Lord. You think that the sacred crucifix is ​​here, and it is a symbol of evil.

The symbols of the Holy See still use the cross from the civilization era, but the shape of the foundation has changed. There is an additional cross in the middle of the "Ten" with wide upper and narrow upper and lower lower, with a slightly shorter amplitude, just like a variant of "Mi", which is truncated towards the four sides, and the length is only one-third of the left and right upper and lower upper and lower.

Even within the Holy See, there are different opinions on this religious symbol. It has two names: "cross" and "meat".

In contrast, Tianhao is more accustomed to calling it "Rice Craft".

His eyes were sharper than before.

Perias quickly lowered his head, pressed the slim slim that had just emerged in his mind into the depths of the soil, and his tone became more humble: "Your Highness, you...you misunderstood, I mean... the development of Fushou cream and Wangyou powder consumed too many testers, and now you have given me so many research projects... There is really not enough manpower."

"You don't have to worry about this." Tianhao's clear eyes were enough to see through people's hearts. He said calmly: "At the latest day after tomorrow, you can get two hundred people, and you can get new personnel supplements every two weeks. No matter how you arrange these people specifically, I only need the results, especially the output of Wangyou fans."

Although the questions in his mind were not explained, Perias still knelt down. He kissed the ground about half a meter away from Tianhao's toes with his lips, making a very respectful voice.

"As you wish, my Highness."

...

Saxon Kingdom, Dorset, Mont, Elpso Manor.

When Elizabeth walked into the reception room, Yu Gaozheng's luxurious decorations were amazed by it.

The architectural model is very old, and it should have been based on the unique construction techniques of the ancient kingdom period. The fireplace and the ventilation duct are connected by tall buildings, and rows of upholstered seats are placed under the wall. The floor-to-ceiling windows are very large, with an arch width of more than ten meters, and glass is embedded on the thick wooden doors. The extraordinary length and width distance determine that these glasses are expensive and are not comparable to similar objects of small sizes. The orange-red curtain falls from the top of the wall, and there is a layer of translucent white tulle inside. Bright sunlight splashes in from here. The windows on both sides of the building are opposite, forming a special environment where light intersects.

Whether it is the decoration or decoration style, it shows that all this is the effect of money accumulation and a noble level that poor people cannot reach in their lifetimes.

This special luxury feel is more obvious in Elizabeth. She is wearing an exquisite silk long skirt. "Molpa" is a recent popular style in the aristocratic circle of the capital of the Saxon Kingdom. It is finely made and must use good white silk fabrics. The long skirt is separated from the shirt and has beautiful and exquisite wheel-shaped wrinkles. The transparent piping of the collar and cuffs is itself synonymous with gold coins. This dress alone is worth at least 200 gold pounds.

Yougao's observation ability has always been careful, and his keen eyes are an indispensable foundation for the slave trader's business. His eyes have been following Elizabeth who walked into the reception room, looking at the wide-edged purple ribbons she tied around her waist and the sapphires inlaid on the buttons... Although the particles are small, they are actually small pieces of diamonds that are glued together by exquisite craftsmen in superb techniques, but no one can deny their value.

She is really beautiful.

You Gao swore that he had never seen such a beautiful, high-pressure, dignified and elegant woman.

When Elizabeth walked to the main seat, Yugao suddenly realized that the long skirt on her body was not the true "Molp" style. The difference was that a slit was opened on the left side of the skirt, extending to more than 20 cm above the knee. The smooth and slender legs appeared and disappeared between the skirt as they walked, which made people imagine.

Yougao swallowed his throat secretly, and he once again overturned the definition of the young countess. This was a fairy, a fairy with a beautiful face like flowers that made all men bow down at his feet.

Hell, walking into this room from her is the sixth time I have changed my impression of her.

"Mr. Yugao, how much goods did you bring to me this time?" Elizabeth saved the unnecessary politeness. She was smiling. Although she was inquiring tone, she had an irresistible temptation to answer.

It is not the fault of being thin and small. He was malnutrition in his childhood. He was destined to be unable to have a tall and strong figure since then. But this is also good. Short people are always despised. Coupled with their humble and humble attitude, people only think that short people are humble, especially those who are engaged in "special industries", who prefer to hide in the shadows and be regarded as a non-threatening mouse by others. Only in this way can they get exclusive benefits without being noticed.

He bent down and saluted Elizabeth, and replied respectfully: "A total of four hundred and thirty-three. According to your instructions, there are sixty-one of them craftsmen, who come from different industries."

"I want to see the list." Elizabeth's voice was pleasant and pleasant.

Yougao quickly took out a piece of paper folded twice from his arms, which was wrinkled and even dirty, with some unknown stains on the surface, and it seemed to have been used. Yougao was very clear that the more inconspicuous things were, the less likely it was to attract attention, and it was more in line with his humble inferior province.

Elizabeth didn't care about the paper itself, she was more concerned about the content recorded.

"It seems that we have a good foundation for cooperation." She finished reading it quickly, put the paper in her hand on the coffee table, raised her index and middle fingers with her left hand, and gently pressed her lips. "People" chuckled and said, "I have always lacked manpower in overseas manors, and you have helped me a lot."

Yugao's keen nerves once again captured the keywords in these words.

overseas.

manor.

Not everyone has the ability to find new land overseas. This requires strong financial resources and experienced sailors. Of course, the most important thing is luck. There are too many strange places in this world, and no one can guarantee that sailing on a boat will bring you wealth and reputation. In terms of sailing exploration and successful discovery of a new continent, the success rate is almost negligible.

This beautiful countess actually owns an overseas manor?

In Yugao's opinion, this is the best proof of identity and wealth, and it is no wonder that the Countess had to order a large amount of "goods" from her own hands.

Free people with stable living and income will not leave the mainland and go overseas where the future cannot be predicted. Although the five kingdoms have been racking their brains to move civilians to newly discovered overseas lands for a long time, they have not succeeded, and there are few responders. It is not feasible to order forced migration by the king. Doing so will only stir up large-scale civil unrest. In the end, the foundation of domestic rule will be completely disrupted and the loss will not be worth the cost.

In order to induce civilians to go overseas, the Pope and the King took great pains to relax their control over overseas territories and allow more nobles to participate.
Chapter completed!