The unexpected turn came from unexpected people, which were the loyal subordinates of Lord Blood Wolf (self-proclaimed), the most trusted assistant of the Lord of Iron Peak County and Vorne County (others blown), the soundtrack of Winters Montane in the upper class of Maple Stone City (this is not fake), and gradually began to be regarded as the young people from other places (very true) who were respected as "Your Highness" (very true) - Little Priskin.

Little Priskin, who appeared at Winters' residence, originally came to use his weekly "right to visit".

I don't know when it started, everyone around Lord Montane would urge him intentionally or unintentionally.

Moreover, the more people lack intercourse in official business, the more they become.

For example, if Winters did not order bans, he would come to "meet Your Excellency" three times a day, and he would want to live under the nose of "Your Excellency", which made Winters annoyed.

So Winters simply ordered Little Priskin that if there was no emergency, Little Priskin would only be allowed to see him once every half month.

Later, at the begging of Little Priskin, it was changed to once a week.

But Winters gave a clear definition of "an urgent matter": that is, as long as Winters thinks that Little Priskin's reason is not urgent enough, it is not urgent enough; if Little Priskin uses an excuse to come to the door, Winters will let Shire and Heinrich take action and beat him up.

With these rules, Little Priskin was much more honest. He didn't run to Winters' house every once in a while like before.

On the second day after the meeting of all officers in Tiefeng County, Little Priskin came to Winters' home again and used his sacred and inviolable "right to pay homage."

Although they will definitely come every week, Little Priskin actually has nothing to report to Winters himself.

He talked about the sales of various goods produced in Tiefeng County in Fengshi City, and then, as usual, stayed in Winters' living room, whispering around and refused to leave directly.

If it were before, Winters would have ousted the guests.

But today's situation is special. Although the people who should leave are unwilling to leave, the people who Winters has been looking forward to coming finally came.

"Mr. Priskin." Anna walked out of the kitchen with a silver plate. With the right enthusiasm, she put a plate for the little Priskin with her own hands and poured a drink into the plate: "In Maple Stone City, it would be great to have someone like you who can help him."

Little Priskin was flattered and hurriedly picked up the porcelain plate, but did not dare to drink it directly, but kept glanced at the left.

On the left hand side of the little Priskin, on the largest soft bench in the living room, Winters held his arms, his face was darker than the bottom of the pot.

There were no servants in Winters' residence, and only Shir and Heinrich were the orderly and guards--and they were all sent away today.

So when the "uninvited guests" came to visit, Anna took the initiative to take on the responsibility of entertaining guests.

If only Winters was at home, not to mention the precious drinks from the Far East, he wouldn't even give Little Priskin a sip of water, otherwise this guy would have stayed at least half an hour.

Seeing that the male host had no enthusiasm as she should have for hospitality, she just sat there with a dark face and said nothing.

After Anna arranged the cup, Tingting returned to Winters, sat down next to her lover, and quietly took her lover's arm.

"Drink." Winters finally spoke: "Drink more."

That's what he said, but his eyes clearly conveyed: "Get out, get out, get out..."

Little Priskin couldn't leave directly. He got advice from experts today to solve the problem for Lord Blood Wolf.

"I heard." Little Preskin asked carefully, holding the plate, "The country bumpkins in Vorne County are blind, but they don't see how good your Montessori plow?"

"Oh? Have you all been reported to Fengshi City?" When someone was exposed to the sadness, Winters was no longer angry. He picked up the cup, took a sip of the soup and the residue, and grinned: "Don't have to whitewash me, no one cares about it."

The blood wolf smiled, but the little Priskin was even more scared.

"He, it's too simple." Anna took the cup from Winters, filtering the liquid inside into the plate, and said gently: "Every family needs to use plows, but it is precisely because every family needs to use that every family has it. Just like furniture, once the family has it, even if it is outdated, it will not be replaced with new ones."

There is a special infectiousness in the voice of "Madam", which makes people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze and calm down unconsciously.

With "Madam" next to him, Little Priskin was not so nervous. Unlike when he met alone in the past - his mind was blank, and when he walked out the door, he remembered that there was something to say.

"That's it." Little Priskin nodded gratefully, but raised his courage: "But it's not just that."

"Oh?" Anna showed a puzzled expression at the right time so that the conversation could continue.

"It's not just because the plow is a large piece and cannot be replaced easily. It's also because as long as the plow is used, it has to be ground and repaired."

Little Priskin didn't dare to look directly at his wife's beautiful face, so he lowered his head and stared at the cup and said stumbled:

"So, the farmer... the local farmers buy plows from local blacksmiths because they not only need to use plows, but also blacksmiths. Therefore, blacksmiths from all over the country also regard the plow business as a monopoly business. You sell plows like this, but you are actually fighting for business with the ironsmiths from all over the country. Ordinary people buy your plows and send them to the local blacksmith shop when they need to repair them, and even the blacksmithsmen don't care."

"So that's it." Anna smiled suddenly as she realized it. She turned her head and looked at Winters, who moved her shoulders as if she was uncomfortable, and then looked at the little Priskin, and asked sincerely: "Since you understand the reason, you must know the solution?"

Little Priskin is no longer reporting to the Blood Wolf, but talking to his wife, so the more he talks, the more he speaks, the more he becomes, the more he is, the more he is, the more he says: "It depends on whether you want to make money or promote your plow."

"How is the promotion method of promoting Montessori plow?" Winters finally became a little interested. He supported his knees and leaned towards Little Priskin: "How is the profit method of making money?"

"Making money is simple." Little Priskin subconsciously hid back for a while, but with the encouragement of his wife's eyes, he mustered up the courage to continue saying: "Just pack the plows and send them to plantations in various places and order them to buy them. The plantations have money and need to replace them with new farm tools, so they will not be particularly resistant. The plantations are self-sufficient, and most of them have their own blacksmiths, and they will not compete for business with folk blacksmiths."

"The most important thing is, yours." Little Preskin licked his lower lip: "A large plantation can reach half of the village. It is sold once in a family. It is sold directly to them. It is much more convenient than selling it to small farmers. It makes money faster and saves trouble."

Winters refused to say: "What if you want to promote Montessori plow?"

"Then you can't think about making money from small farmers. Put the plows directly in the villages and towns to consign them, and don't charge them with mortgages - anyway, you don't have to worry that someone dares to owe you a debt. Many blacksmiths have not made plows for a long time, but they buy ready-made steel fort goods. If you consign the Montessor plows to them, they can make profits in vain without spending their principal, and the blacksmiths will be happy."

"The way you said can win the ironsmiths from all over the country." Winters did not intend to let Little Priskin go easily, and asked incisively: "But even if the mortgage is not accepted, the farmers do not want to change it. If they don't have money to replace it, what should they do?"

Little Preskin replied with a gaze: "Then you have to be ruthless, just don't even need to deposit the principal. Depreciate and exchange for new ones, collect old plows, sell new plows. Or more directly, lend money to the poor to buy plows and allow them to repay them in kind. If you can't pay it back a year, it will take two years, three years..."

Speaking of the excitement, Little Priskin was a little lost, and his true thoughts blurted out: "Anyway, your plows will be placed in the warehouse, so it will only take up space and become moldy?"

After saying this, Little Priskin regretted it and wanted to slap himself twice on the spot.

To his surprise, the Blood Wolf was not furious or even angry, but instead nodded slightly. Then, the "Madam" covered her lips and smiled, and the Blood Wolf also smiled bitterly.

"If you believe me." Little Preskin felt relieved and volunteered: "You can leave this matter to me to do, and I guarantee that it will be done beautifully for you."

Winters raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look at the little Preskin in surprise.

Because Little Priskin spends most of his time causing trouble for Winters, even if he helps him occasionally, he will have mixed merits and demerits.

This is the first time like this "active worries-sharing" that makes Winters a little afraid to nod easily.

Winters looked at Anna inquiringly.

Annaroga thought about it, looked back at Winters, and asked with a smile: "Since you are going to send the goods to consign, why just send plows? The various factories in Revodan can already make a lot of things, and for them, nowhere to sell has become a problem."

"Rovodan can produce a lot of iron tools." This time it was Winters' turn to understand: "But do you use them for consignment?"

Little Priskin was also puzzled.

"There is no need to consign everything. The goods that are unwelcome can be consigned. Of course, the goods that are rushing to buy are not necessary." Anna patiently explained: "The key is not what to sell, but the channel."

Anna thought about it and made an example: "It's like a canal, you can take a big boat, a small boat, a wool, or a grain. My mother always said that valuable things are never ships or cargo on the boat, but the 'canal' that carries them."

Little Preskin suddenly realized, and he stood up suddenly, stammered, and explained to the Lord Blood Wolf: "I understand! Madam is saying... Madam means... Madam means... to turn all the blacksmith shops in Tiefeng County... no, Xinkendi land into our branch!"

Winters said "Oh" and fell into a long exam.

"In this case, it would be inappropriate to do it by one person." Anna continued beautifully: "Maybe a franchise business should be established in the name of the Tiefeng County Government or the Xinkendi Government to do this. The industries such as Forge Township Smelter and Rewodan Iron Factory can also be included in this franchise business. In this way, the transactions between the workshops and the Tiefeng County Government will no longer be left hand to the right hand, so that the accounts are unclear and the profit and loss are unclear."

After saying that, Anna looked at Winters and asked softly: "What do you think? Dear."

"I..." Winters smiled bitterly: "I...I listen to you."

"That's the case." Anna said softly: "It can also solve the problem that you have always had."

With a little understanding of her heart, Winters instantly understood what Anna meant.

From Wolf Town to Maple Stone City, Winters lost a lot and established a lot. He not only established an army, a regime, but also established many industries that were constantly creating wealth.

From vast farms distributed throughout Tiefeng County, to the iron smelting blast furnaces that are not extinguished day and night in Forge Township, to the crowded ironworks workshops in Rewodan New City, and even the wool business with Chihemen...

Everything that Winters built with him was so firmly tied to him that he could not tell what was public and what was Winters Montagne.

For example, the ironworks workshop in Revodantan New City, except Winters himself, may not doubt that everyone - especially the steel fort immigrants who are sweating profusely in the ironworks workshop - will not doubt that the workshop belongs to Winters Montagne's private property.

Some people around Winters even firmly believed that the blood wolf is the public, and the public is the blood wolf.

They instinctively resisted the distinction between "Wentes' things" and "public property", and firmly resisted any attempt to divide.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Some leaders may like this situation, or even deliberately contribute to this situation, viewing it as an excellent opportunity to make a profit or even a snake swallow an elephant.

But Winters regarded it as a hidden danger and chronic disease, and revealed his concerns to Anna more than once.

So when he heard Anna's words, Winters immediately realized the subtext of his lover: If we want to solve this problem that has troubled her for a long time, there is no better time than now.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, so this matter starts with a plow and a nail." Winters made up his mind, stood up, and put his hand on the shoulder of the little Priskin: "Let me see that you are not only capable of causing trouble, so that I can entrust you with more important responsibilities."

Little Priskin was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hand: "Then will I be able to do it for a week in the future..."

"Once," Winters replied calmly.

Little Priskin instantly wilted.

"But if you have anything important, you can come and see me at any time." Winters pulled Anna's hand and clearly stated that Little Priskin: "If you encounter any difficulties, you can also 'seek help' from your wife."

When he heard this, Anna was obviously even more surprised than Little Priskin.

But the little Preskin was very clever and immediately replied: "I understand."

After saying that, he bowed deeply respectfully to Anna Navare.

Anna hesitated for a moment, finally smiled relievedly, looked at Winters with all eyes and nodded to the little Priskin: "Then I will be in trouble from now on, Mr. Priskin."

Little Priskin no longer depends on it, and he picked up his hat and said goodbye and left.

But the farewell words had been said, and one foot had already stepped out of the threshold. Until he saw the carriage parked far away outside the block booth, Little Priskin found that he had forgotten something.

In fact, this thing that he almost forgot about is his real purpose today.

So the little Priskin turned around and turned back straight, just hitting the Blood Wolf Lord who was packing the cups and plates.

Winters put down the silver plate awkwardly, coughed lightly, and asked, "What have you forgotten?"
To be continued...