Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 42: Look Farsightedly

In the utility room of the lord's hall, Margaret sat elegantly, boxes of small porcelain bottles reflected in her eyes.

She picked up a few of the small bone china bottles, flicked them with her fingernails, and handed them over to Abraham and others.

"This is what you will mainly sell in the future. You will sell gold of equal weight!" Margaret demonstrated its function to them.

A rich fragrance emerged from the bottle, and she began to draw a huge business blueprint for them.

These porcelains were not only goods for trade, but also the cornerstone of her grand plan of conquest.

"I will form a Viking caravan and go to Sweden and Eastern Europe for business. The caravan will be protected by soldiers I personally send, with enough troops to ensure that it will not be attacked.

You will be responsible for the sale of these precious goods and bring them to every corner of the surrounding area."

After listening to Margaret's business plan, Abraham's eyes sparkled with excitement and he stared closely at the boxes of priceless goods.

With a hesitant look on his face, he offered his suggestion: "Mistress, if we keep making perfumes and potions here, the cost will be very high. I suggest that we take the formulas to the sales place, be responsible for the sales, and keep shipping more gold back."

Margaret did not answer immediately. She just stared at Abraham sharply, with a half-smile on her lips.

She did not expose the other party's greed for the formula, but spoke with a hint of meaning: "Any business action requires strong military force and political protection, otherwise it will be like a piece of fat meat in a wolf pack.

Abraham, you have to remember that the child himself is not guilty, but the gold in his hand may be the reason for his death sentence. Do you understand? "

"Yes, mistress!" Abraham complimented, "Facing you is like facing a wise man. You are mature beyond your age!"

Margaret didn't care about this. She didn't need to hide anything. Existence is reasonable. If there is something unreasonable, let others make up their own rationality.

There was a sound of stomach rumbling, and she suddenly came to her senses and handed Abraham a silver sign: "Use this, and go eat. The canteen is at the back of the hall, next to the barn!"

Meals are basically served in teams in the cafeteria. The team leader holds a silver medal and each team can identify them by themselves. They can tell at a glance whether someone has sneaked in by cheating.

Watching Abraham and others leave, Margaret fell into deep thought.

She planned to give 50% of the profits from the caravan as rewards to the merchants and guards to encourage their hard work.

But she didn't intend to tell them in advance, because once she did, they would think it was their legitimate gain.

She would only give dividends to these people in the name of rewards, regardless of whether they were grateful or resentful.

The other 50% will be used by her for social welfare to consolidate her rule and win the love of the people.

She understood that if she wanted the people to support her war of expansion, she had to stand on the moral high ground.

Therefore, she closely linked social welfare benefits to the safety of the caravan.

Whenever a caravan disappears in a region, she launches a war of revenge in the name of social welfare, stirring the people into a frenzy of rage and determination.

Her ambitions were not limited to commerce and trade, which were secondary, but mainly to territorial expansion.

Margaret clenched her little fists. She wanted to build a royal family that would last for a thousand years.

She longed to wage war and expand her sphere of influence to the "Geats" settlements in Sweden to the west, or to the "Livonians" and "Curonians" settlements to the east.

However, she knew clearly that if she wanted the people to support her war, she had to find a suitable excuse.

After waiting for nearly eight years, the new generation that was still children had grown up. Margaret was eager to start a war, but she still needed an excuse, an excuse that could make people angry and want revenge.

As long as she can spend enough money in the territory, she can drive economic prosperity in the territory.

And once the economy prospers, people's living standards will improve and their support for her will become more resolute.

When all this is lost, hatred is born.

In addition, she planned to recover the money she had spent by developing other industries such as wool textile industry, wine and beverage industry, bakery, blacksmith shop, etc.

In this way, she was able not only to consolidate her rule but also to provide a solid economic foundation for her wars of expansion.

In the next five years, she was determined to expand her territory and establish a sufficiently vast territory.

At that time, she will seek political marriages with the Frankish Kingdom or the Mercian countries, select several big-butt princesses with weak inheritance rights for Alexander, and expand future family members.

Margaret was full of confidence and clapped her hands. These thoughts made her excited. Power was like an addiction that made people unable to extricate themselves.

Outside the hall, Abraham looked at the silver medal with fondness and murmured to himself: "Does this silver medal allow us to eat unlimited and free food forever?"

He walked while deep in thought, and did not respond even when his companions called him.

"Abraham, what's wrong with you?"

Abraham woke up, stopped and looked at his companions: "I seem to understand something about why we have been wandering for thousands of years."

"My compatriots, we need the protection of a strong army!" he said, "We must serve the mistress well, and in the future we will be granted the title of lord and more funds from her. At the same time, we will find more of our wandering tribesmen. We need to form an army that can protect ourselves."

"Yes, the hostess is right. Being weak but rich is a kind of original sin in itself!" sighed the companion.

"I don't pay attention to these, but aren't you hungry? I'm starving. The food I ate this morning was so delicious and sweet. I can't wait!" someone complained.

They were walking and talking, laughing, when suddenly a group of people in front blocked their way.

This group of people were exactly the same guards they had blackmailed before. They were weighing sticks in their hands and had unfriendly looks on their faces.

"We've been waiting for so long, and finally you've arrived. Catch them!" the leading guard shouted.

"Run!" Abraham shouted, running towards the Lord's Hall, "Run back!"

"Stop them!" a shout came from behind.

They had not run far when a few more people appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

Abraham and others stopped in a hurry, looking at the Huskalz Knights who were attacking them with sweat on their foreheads.

"What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Haha..." The knights smiled evilly, raised the firewood and threw it at them.

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　　(End of this chapter)