Becoming a god by raising witches

If the two brothers can't find jobs soon, they'll probably become homeless too.

These 2000 meters were undoubtedly a timely help, a lifeline.

"Don't worry about that. I'm a sheriff now and have a stable salary. Here's an IOU. I'm not going to give you 2000 Micks for nothing."

Locke took out the written IOU, and Parker and Para swallowed hard, hurriedly pressing their fingerprints on it, unable to believe it was real.

"Locke, are you really going to lend us this money?"

"Of course, we are friends."

Locke said with a smile.

“We thought you were secretly moving away because you didn’t want us poor friends anymore, Locke. We were wrong. You’re a really good person.”

Para said, moved.

Locke waved his hand. "The truth is, if you continue to be poor, you will lose me as an increasingly excellent friend. What are your plans then?"

"Pay the rent first, then try your luck at the church's alchemy factory and see if you can get a job."

Parker spoke first.

Para nodded. "If the alchemy factory doesn't want us, we'll have to go to the docks."

Why not go to the farm?

"The wages on farms are very low, and they're all in the suburbs. We're used to living in the city."

Parker said.

"The farm provides food and accommodation. Even though it's in the suburbs, it's a good place. You don't need to pay rent, which will save you some money. If I were you, I would go to work on a remote farm. They need strong laborers like you."

Locke suggested.

"If we really can't find a job, we'll consider it. It's better than becoming homeless."

"Para said."

“Yes, now we have the money for the trip, so we can go to Yorkshire to find work. I heard that some new factories have been built in Yorkshire and they need a lot of people.”

Parker said.

Locke chatted with them for another ten minutes before making an excuse that he had to go on duty and leaving the simple apartment.

The streets were still filled with an unpleasant smell, forcing Locke to take out his special incense to save his nose.

After rescuing his two friends who were about to become homeless, Locke got back into the carriage and returned to the East End, heading to the largest bakery, Baker's, to look for Lucy.

He was very lucky today; Lucy was in the bakery.

Wearing an apron, Lucy looked like a professional pastry chef, but she still exuded the elegant air of a rich young lady. Her golden curls resembled waves of wheat, and her emerald-like eyes sparkled.

"Oh, Locke, what brings you here?"

Lucy's face lit up with surprise.

"Miss Lucy, please forgive my sudden visit."

Locke removed his top hat and bowed.

Lucy lifted her skirt and gave a slight bow.

“Mr. Locke, I am very pleased to welcome you.”

Lucy invited Locke to the bakery's lounge, poured him a cup of black tea, and served him delicate cream cakes.

"You arrived just in time; I had just finished cooking. Her name is Sweet Heart."

Lucy introduced the names of the cakes.

"Is it free?"

Locke asked.

"Of course, how can I charge money when entertaining friends?"

Lucy smiled, took off her apron, and sat down opposite Locke.

The other employees at the bakery sensibly left the break room, leaving the two of them alone.

Locke took a bite of the Sweet Heart and felt his mouth filled with a sweet taste.

"It is too sweet."

He gave a fair assessment: "It's a bit unfriendly to people who aren't sweet lovers. Even if you like sweets, you can only accept this small piece at most."

"what?"

Lucy looked disappointed. She couldn't resist scooping out a piece with her hand, putting it in her mouth, and tasting it.

"It is a bit sweet, I will improve it, thank you, Mr. Locke."

"It's alright, it's my honor to be able to help Miss Lucy."

Locke said.

Lucy then realized what she had just done: she had shared a piece of cake with Locke, and with her hand no less—a very unladylike action.

"Feel sorry."

Lucy blushed and lowered her head as she spoke.

"It's alright, I admire Miss Lucy's personality."

Locke said with a smile.

Lucy tugged at the hem of her skirt, still not daring to lift her head and look Locke in the eye.

Considering that Locke might be a seasoned playboy like Sieg, Lucy mustered her courage, raised her head, and asked,

"Mr. Locke, is there anything I can do for you today?"

"Actually, I wanted to buy a batch of grain, but I didn't know how to contact Baker Grain Company and the farms, so I had to come to the bakery to find you."

"food?"

Lucy looked at Locke with a puzzled expression.

Locke nodded slightly, "But I can only accept a price 10% higher than the cost price. I wonder if Miss Lucy would be willing."

"I am willing."

Lucy stood up and made the decision for her father in a generous manner.

Locke looked at Lucy in surprise.

Miss Lucy, you're such a spendthrift!

Lucy blushed and sat down again.

“You are my partner, so there’s no problem with selling you some grain at a low price.”

"Thank you, Miss Lucy. You are as beautiful inside as you are outside. It is my good fortune to have a friend like you."

Locke said with a smile.

If it were Sieg, he would have already taken Lucy's hand and given her an impolite kiss.

"You're welcome, Locke. How many do you want?"

Chapter 117, Miss Lucy! You are truly an angel!

"300 tons of grain, including 100 tons of rye flour, 150 tons of wheat flour and 50 tons of rice."

Locke calculated that if each person consumed an average of 800g of grain per day, they would need 300kg per year. For 1000 people, that would be equivalent to 300 tons.

Considering his current economic situation, he decided to stockpile 300 tons so that he could ensure he had enough food even in the event of war.

Previously, rye flour was priced at 5 grams per kilogram, wheat flour at 6 grams per kilogram, and rice at 60 grams per kilogram. However, the price of grains has now risen to 10 grams per kilogram for rye flour, 12 grams per kilogram for wheat flour, and the price of rice remains at 60 grams per kilogram.

After all, rice is an expensive commodity, and few people can afford it, so its price is relatively stable.

Locke estimated that 110% of the cost price would be approximately 2 milligrams per kilogram for rye flour, 3 milligrams for wheat flour, and 10 milligrams per kilogram for rice.

That would require spending 230 million Micks, which is a considerable expense.

按照1金米克等于10银米克等于100铜米克等于10000米克的换算比例，也需要足足230金米克。

Locke can only offer 10 gold coins right now.

So Locke had two options if he wanted to buy the grain: first, he could take out a loan from a bank; second, he could sell one of his strange objects.

The witch's red crystal necklace is worth 300 gold coins; selling this necklace is enough.

It's of little use to me now, offering nothing but a charm boost, and I already have a stable job, so I don't need the necklace for any benefits.

However, 300 tons of grain is not a small amount. With grain prices soaring, buying it at such a low price would undoubtedly be a huge bargain for Lucy. I wonder if she would be in a difficult position. Perhaps she would need to apply to her father, or she might end up having to buy it at the market price.

Locke offered such a low price in the hope of having room for negotiation; if the market price were to return, he would only buy half.

Even 150 tons of grain should be enough for him, Lucy, Eileen and others to get through the war smoothly. As for providing relief to civilians, even 300 tons of grain would be a drop in the ocean. You have to know that Kosork has a permanent population of 60, and the vast majority of those 60 are civilians.

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Locke needed 300 tons of food.

She thought Locke would ask for an exorbitant amount, but he only needed 300 tons of grain, which was not a difficult task for her.