When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 525 Mortar Road Works
Use a knife to cut off a slice of crystal clear ham, place it on the golden bread slices fried with garlic and parsley, and sprinkle with finely shredded cheese.

Looking at the fragrant simple sandwich in front of him, Horn took a big bite. The saltiness of the ham, the richness of the cheese and the light sweetness of the bread mixed together.

Horn could even feel that the meat of the ham slice was not cut by teeth, but squeezed apart.

This complex flavor lingers in the mouth, even with a hint of strange acorn flavor.

Perhaps it was because wild boars couldn't eat wild boars, Horn couldn't find any good word to describe it except "cow".

I have to say, although there are no minerals in North County, the taste of this wild boar is indeed something.

We have to think of a way to find a well-known person in the empire, preferably one who is famous for his food, and do a good job of promoting and packaging it.

A piece of new Sechinger ham costs 1 dinars, and Horn will lose if he doesn't sell it for 20 gold pounds.

The gift that Sechinger prepared for Horn was this North ham.

Although there is a shortage of salt in Northshire, it is still possible for an earl like him to use some salt to pickle a few hams.

Originally, these hams were intended for Meliati, and the gift for Horn was originally a few amber pendants.

But after the previous agreements were signed, after a night of thinking, Sechinger took out a larger ham from the two hams and gave it to Horn as a gift.

For Sechinger, this is not an ordinary ham, but a thigh that is loyal, righteous and pious.

Because after accepting this support, Horn's response was a loan.

The loan was worth 25000 gold pounds and was used to build 40 kilometers of mortar road, the most difficult section of the road from the foothills to the plains - the Mud Throat Trail.

Because water flows from the foothills to the low-lying areas, there are many undulating steep slopes and soft wetlands on the Mudthroat Trail.

Once completed, the time required to travel from the foothills to the plains could be cut in half.

If it were flat land like the one near Jeanne d'Arc, it would probably take three months to complete the repair. However, given the local terrain and efficiency, we probably won't see results until early summer next year.

As for the laborers who were setting out from Count Sechinger's territory, they didn't have to go so far and could stop near Black Mountain Castle.

They will work together with local workers in Jinhe Township to build this road.

After all, it is not necessary to mobilize manpower from Hongfeng Township. It is enough to confirm the team of stonemasons and contractors, and the Kush nobles in Jinhe Township can also make money together.

This amount of money is enough to make one's heart stop beating. If he was not afraid that Melia would have objections, Sechinger would have wanted to give both of them.

Thinking of this, Horn took out a thick account book from the bookcase behind him.

The papers with fine and blurred handwriting were firmly glued together.

The content here is the mortar road project currently being carried out by the Salvation Army.

The first project is the mortar road project at the southern end of Daze Township, which is 60 kilometers long and runs from the Xinsheng Bridge on Qiumu Island to the mortar road in Mayou Town.

A total of 550 workers were divided into four engineering teams: swamps, mountains, forests and plains, and worked in parallel.

Due to the complex terrain involved, the construction period is set at 6 months, and it is expected to be completed in January next year, costing about 1 gold pounds.

The second project is the southwest mortar road project from Zhendark Castle to Suangua Town, with a total length of 90 kilometers.

A total of 1200 workers were involved and the cost was approximately 32500 gold pounds. Since it is located in a plain area, although the length is longer, the construction period is only 7 months and is expected to be completed in February next year.

The former is for the convenient mobilization of alchemical materials and military supplies, while the latter is for the rapid mobilization of food and other materials.

As for the western section from Jeanne d'Arc to Maillot, only mortar roads were built in the difficult areas, and the rest of the roads were still usable, so they were put aside for the time being.

There is also no need to rush the mortar road from Fort Jeanne to Rapid City.

With such a high-speed canal leading into Fort Jeanne, the war monks can take troop transports and quickly maneuver to Rapid City and the front line.

Since June this year, these two projects have sucked away most of Horn's working capital. Together with military expenses and other expenditures, the Holy Treasury, which originally had more than 6 gold pounds, has less than 10 gold pounds.

Fortunately, this also supported a large number of related workers and citizens. Today, the large-scale construction scene near Jeanne d'Arc is the masterpiece of this group of contractors, workers and citizens who made their fortunes by building roads.

Horn isn't a complete money loser.

First, the money earned by the contractors flowed back into the treasury through the purchase of mortar, consumption tax and jihad bonds. Second, thanks to these mortar roads, the speed of transportation and mobilization in various places has increased, and a large amount of material waste has been reduced.

The next step is to add Sechinger's project to this list of projects.

Horn looked at the densely packed numbers in the thick volume, rubbed his sore eyes, and began to consider whether to set up a traffic bishop.

Now the stonemasons have gone to investigate the Mudthroat Trail, and when Sechinger returns from High Castle City, Busack will go with him to Northshire.

Thanks to the rivers and mortar roads, Longsand County, Lower River County, Cassia County, North County and the northern Black Snake Bay County can be connected together.

By developing high-value commodities such as sugar, salt, peat, and high-end ham, as well as a rapidly growing economy, Horn could prevent the outflow of money.

He didn't care how much money he lost. After all, domestic debt wasn't a debt. If he was short of money, didn't he have jihad bonds and government bonds?
"Dong dong dong."

Just as Horn was carefully looking over the project list in front of him, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The privy monk outside the door poked his head in and said, "Your Majesty, Sechinger and her daughter Nagmi want to see you?"

"If it's about a marriage, then let's not talk about it anymore. I said it at the banquet last night. If you don't destroy the church, you can't have a family." Speaking of this topic, Horn had a headache.

"No, no, he said it was a personal issue concerning her daughter and had nothing to do with the marriage?"

"Oh?" Horn scratched his head, "Let him in."

Moving aside, Nagmi followed closely behind her father and walked into this room which was not luxurious but was filled with papers and ink.

Looking over her father's shoulder, Nagmi once again saw with her own eyes the Chosen Pope that Kuswania had repeatedly mentioned.

Unlike Kuswania's built-in fan filter, she did not think the Pope was handsome. He was even very ordinary, just an ordinary farmer.

Unlike the amiable young man at the banquet yesterday, he now sat upright behind a large desk, with several guards with guns standing by the window.

Most other nobles and bishops of this era were dignified and solemn, and when people of lower status than themselves came to visit them, most of them had serious expressions.

But this man had a smile on his face, and even had a lazy bookish air. However, when his gaze swept over her, Nagmi always felt fear and nervousness unconsciously.

"You want to stay in Red Maple Township to study?"

Just as Nagmi was talking nonsense, Horn's words came clearly into her ears.

"Your Majesty, I really just want to go to school." Nagmi subconsciously straightened her chest, "Although I have read books, I have never been to school."

"Well, are you sure this is your personal wish, and not something your father forced you to do, or you believed some rumors?" Horn looked at her suspiciously.

"No." Nagmi's teeth knocked against each other accidentally. "I want to learn poetry and natural theology, but the scholars in Northshire don't teach them."

Looking at Nagmi's face, Horn believed what she said: "You are quite ambitious. Okay, I will tell them and waive your tuition and miscellaneous fees. During your time in Zhendark Castle, you go and handle the formalities first.

Once the formalities are completed, you can go to the Women's College."

"Then I'll bother you for a few more days." Sechinger laughed.

Sechinger has always supported Nagmi's decisions, not to mention that this time he can get closer to the Holy Grand Pope.

As for girls' education, he had no prejudice. Besides, what Horn said about "selecting a princess from among nuns" was a rumor, so did it really mean it was a rumor?

That’s not necessarily true. Let’s take a gamble and see what happens.
"Hahaha, we have plenty of food in Joan of Arc. You won't go bankrupt by eating it all by yourself." Horn was about to say something else when he saw a privy monk running to the door in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Horn waved his hand apologetically, indicating that the conversation should stop.

"It's a letter from Rapid City."

Although there was no signature on the letter, Horn could tell from the dog-crawling handwriting that it was sent by the Saint Sun Righteous Army.

The content of the letter is very simple, to sum it up in one sentence -

On December 12, Lacunio led an army of 1 to raid Chrysostom, the northwestern gateway of Cassia County.

(End of this chapter)