Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 100 Starting a Factory

Viscount Mel drove out of Meld City in a carriage.

He specially asked the coachman to go around, from the castle to the east gate, just to see the rows of corpses hanged on the city wall.

Among the dozens of hanged corpses, there were four barons and three viscounts like him.

But they were already hanging there with ferocious faces and purple-black skin, swaying gently in the wind like hanging wind chimes.

Slowly letting out a breath, once again thankful that he was still alive, Viscount Mel leaned on the back of the soft chair and closed his eyes, letting the carriage drive west.

After [-]% of the staff in the city lord's hall were executed or sent as slaves to open up wasteland, Long en handed over the lord's hall to the only viscount Mel who had nothing to do with this matter for temporary management.

All of a sudden, the entire city lord's hall in Melde City was completely changed. Only by handing over the lord's hall to the local aristocrat Viscount Mel, can there be enough people who can read, write and calculate to fill the vacancies and resume the operation of the city lord's hall.

Ron believed that Viscount Mel, who was sensible enough in this incident, would not continue to make mistakes like those nobles who were hanged.

But actually Ron didn't mind that Viscount Mel continued to make the same mistakes.

At most, it would be to kill another group of people and search the house again.

It's just that the city lord's hall that can't find enough people may be in chaos for a while, but Ron has enough time and patience to restore the normal operation of this territory.

What the real dragon needs most is time.

Viscount Mel obeyed Ron's order in the conflict between resistance and excitement.

On the one hand, he didn't want to be loyal to the real dragon lord, on the other hand, he was very excited to be able to manage the land several times that of Viscount Mel.

The land managed by a city lord's hall is not much different from that of a standard earldom. For Viscount Mel, this can be regarded as bringing the family to a new height.

For the Mel family, this might be an opportunity.

"Perhaps this is not bad." Viscount Mel thought, "Although the land is lost, the officials of the Lord's Office will only be able to manage more land. Except that they cannot be hereditary, the officials of the Lord's Hall seem to be no different from the nobles."

The carriage went all the way west. Viscount Mel, who was summoned by Lon, passed the clean and tidy streets of Blackstone Town in the carriage. He lifted the curtains of the windows and looked at the buildings outside the window with emotion.

A few years ago, he met with other nobles to hunt in the Storm Mountains, and he came to Blackstone Town once.

Under the governance of that Baron Bray, the entire Blackstone Town showed signs of decline, but now, Blackstone Town has vaguely become the best town in the Western Territory.

Viscount Meld doesn't know about other places, but according to what he sees now, at least Meld City is not as good as here.

Passing through Blackstone Town, Viscount Mel's carriage drove onto the avenue connecting Blackstone Town and Dragon's Nest, heading towards the Storm Mountain Range.

"Great master, Eric Meier has arrived."

"Let him in."

The kobold who sent the order retreated, and Viscount Mel stepped into Ron's dragon lair.

This is the first time in his life that he has entered a real dragon's lair, and such an experience can be regarded as quite strange for human beings.

Viscount Mel lowered his head, not daring to look at the treasures all over the ground in Ron's lair.

"Great lord, Eric Meier has followed your summons."

Facing Mel's cautiousness, Ron chuckled indifferently and said, "I'm very impressed with you. You even helped distribute documents at Earl Johnson's."

"I heard that you were one of the most staunch opponents of me, but now it seems that you have changed your mind?"

Viscount Mel broke out in a layer of cold sweat, and replied: "After seeing your great power and kindness, I have completely changed my previous wrong thinking."

Ron shook his head: "I prefer smart people."

Viscount Mel was taken aback, guessing the meaning of Long En's words, and after pondering for a few seconds, he said cautiously: "Because this land already belongs to you in name, and of course you don't have to follow the "Noble Code" formulated by humans, Earl Johnson, who was the only one who could deal with you to delay the time, also fell directly to you, and we viscounts and barons can only clearly understand the situation."

"And, as far as I know, you probably don't care whether Earl Johnson is falling for you. You are more willing to hang all the nobles to keep your territory 'clean and tidy'."

Ron's chuckling expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly to signal Viscount Mel to continue.

Viscount Mel boldly said: "I think that your order to allow the nobles' sidelines to enter the lord's hall is actually a trap for the nobles. Those nobles who have not controlled their greed and desire to step into the trap are exactly what you want, so I wasn't part of it."

Ron nodded: "It is indeed a trap, but it is also a test."

"I am not bloodthirsty. I treat the old nobles who abide by my laws equally, such as Earl Johnson. He manages the Lord's Hall well. Now I have officially appointed him as the head of the Lord's Hall."

Not bloodthirsty... The corpse wind chime hanging on the wall of Melder flashed in Viscount Mel's mind.

"Thank you for your trust." Viscount Mel bowed quickly, "I will manage the City Lord's Hall for you, and there will never be any loss of your property again."

He wanted to seize this opportunity and truly become the head of the city lord's office that managed a piece of land equivalent to the earl's territory.

Ron nodded and said, "That's the best, but I have other things to ask you to come here. I need people who are proficient in business. Earl Johnson recommended you to me."

As a commercial city, Meld City not only collects commercial taxes, but the Mel family also operates various shops and has formed several caravans.

As the heir of the Mel family, Viscount Mel has been educated in business operations since he was a child, so there is nothing wrong with being a business talent.

"What can I do for you?"

Ron smiled and said, "You should know about the paper factory in Blackstone Town."

Mel had heard about the building called a paper factory outside Blackstone Town. It was said that a large amount of cheap paper used for foreign trade in the territory was produced there.

Countless businessmen want to explore the secrets, but the civilians working in the paper factory have all signed a non-disclosure agreement sworn to the gods, and will not reveal anything at all.

"My family has come up with some new machines that can quickly process cloth into clothes. Like paper factories, the price of these clothes will be very cheap."

Cheap means huge sales. Viscount Mel is well aware of the relationship between price and market. If the clothes can be like the white paper produced in Blackstone Town, he can completely monopolize the surrounding market.

"I am going to open a garment factory, but there are not enough manpower, so I am going to entrust this matter to you. I will provide capital and technology, and you will provide manpower management. I will hold [-]% of the shares, and the remaining [-]% will be given to you. "

Thinking about the paper trade volume in Blackstone Town, even if the income is only [-]%, it is far more than other industries of the Mel family.

Viscount Mel immediately saluted respectfully: "I am happy to serve you."

　The garbage author is working on graduation projects during this time, and the time is really too tight. I will have my graduation defense around the 23rd and 15th of this month, which really affects the update. I kowtow to the readers who are following up. I am very sorry. I was planning to put NO.[-] on the shelves , just tell the editor that it will be put on the shelves again in June, and there will be time after the graduation defense

　　
　
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