Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

After seeing the shelter, Brother Lowell took the priests to visit the factory area.

The middle section of the town's avenue, 200 meters to the north, 300 meters to the south, and west to the original western town wall, is Westham's factory area.

Half of the factory buildings are rebuilt from original buildings, and half are newly built. Many publicly owned factories in the town are mainly engaged in the two industries of non-staple food processing and feed processing.

A noodle factory that mixes flour, potato flour, and corn flour in a certain proportion to make noodles, a vermicelli factory that uses corn flour and potato flour as the main raw materials for processing, and a sugar factory that uses corn and wheat as the main raw materials. Leading products in the processing industry.

The holy priests visited three small processing factories one after another, and couldn't help feeling: "Corn and potatoes can still be used like this."

Westham's factory has three days off during the winter festival, only the workers on duty are cleaning in the factory, the holy priests can only see the static production line and stacked semi-finished products, but this does not prevent the holy priests from imagining these things The scene when the machine starts.

"The yield of these two crops is much higher than that of wheat and rice that the southerners are good at growing. According to undead agriculture experts, the more practical value of these two crops can be exploited as much as possible, the lower the cost of living of the local people."

Brother Lowell, who had done his homework, led the priests to the factory next to the sugar factory, and said as he walked, "The vermicelli made from a mixture of cornstarch and potato starch can cost about one copper coin per catty. As long as it is higher than one and a half copper coins, the factory can make money. This kind of vermicelli tastes no worse than bread, but the price is only one-half to one-third of the bread. Even if the flour is added and the cost is higher The price per catty of noodles is much lower than that of bread.”

The holy priests, including Joyce Andre, nodded frequently regardless of their origin.

The holy priests who have been running around the border of the Principality of Shiga for a long time certainly understand the people's livelihood. No matter where in the country, the black bread commonly used by the people is not less than three copper coins per catty.

The production process of this kind of black bread is also very bad. In order to increase the weight, many unscrupulous bakeries will mix stones and wood chips into the flour that is already mixed with a lot of wheat bran... The taste of it is simply indescribable.

After passing the soybean oil mill, we arrived at the feed processing plant.

There are two types of feed processing factories in Westham. There are factories that use animal offal and bone meal to feed chickens and ducks, and those that use crop residues, such as corn stalks, wheat straw, soybean stalks, wheat bran, bean shells, and radish skins. A silage plant for feeding cattle and sheep with leaves, vegetable gangs, etc.

The scale of the silage factory is larger than that of the feed factory. When you walk into the factory wall, you can see a large row of storage warehouses, and the warehouses can't fit, so you can only temporarily set up a big shed and stack them in the open air. Green fodder.

"This silage plant has only been in operation for one and a half years, and it can already supply more than [-]% of Inadoli's green fodder." Brother Lowell said enviously, "The horse farm that the undead regime confiscated from the nobles was converted into a breeding farm. Almost all the pigs, sheep, and cattle raised here are fed here."

Joyce Andre is no stranger to silage, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of hay that has been completely crushed and then repressed. He picked it up, took a look, sniffed it, and said curiously : "Are there so many pastures here, can they supply so much fodder?"

Brother Lowell smiled slightly, and counted the raw materials used in this silage factory, which shocked Joyce Andre, who also had a farm at home, almost opened his mouth.

"In other places, corn stalks and wheat stalks can be used as feed except for the period of time after the corn and wheat are harvested, and the rest is only used as fuel for the winter." Brother Lowell said with emotion, " The undead regime reclaimed the coal mines owned by the nobles, provided cheap coal to the locals, and took the initiative to bear the transportation loss to ensure that the most remote villages can also buy coal at the cheapest price. These raw materials were almost wasted , can be concentrated and made into fodder for livestock.”

The second time Joyce Andre heard the phrase "the undead regime reclaims the aristocratic industry" from Brother Lowell, he couldn't help being taken aback.

He thought of his hometown of Camerle.

The aristocrats in Camerle Town occupied more than [-]% of the land in the town, and converted a large amount of these lands into cotton farms, resulting in high food prices in Camerle Township, and forced a large number of civilians to rely on the cotton textile industry to survive.

The aristocrats in Camor Town are very rich, even richer than the small and medium-sized aristocrats in the nearby big cities, but the common people are extremely poor. The expenditure on food alone makes most of the common people unable to stand up.

If these fields that have been converted into cotton farms are replanted with food, then at least... the black bread in Carmel Town will not be so much more expensive than other places...

As soon as this idea came up, Andre broke out in a cold sweat.

Brother Lowell continued to talk about the benefits of lowering the price of green fodder. The cost of private and public farmers is reduced, and the price of meat can also be reduced. Therefore, the price of chicken and duck sold in the city is very low. The price is also less than fifteen copper coins per catty; the local people can eat meat and fat at a lower cost, and the demand for staple food is much lower than that of ordinary people in other areas, and their bodies are healthier and stronger visible to the naked eye. Being able to take on more physically demanding jobs and so on.

Andre suppressed the thoughts that popped up in his head, and continued to listen to Brother Lowell's narration. As he listened, the thoughts that had just been suppressed could not help but surface again.

Andre's family did not run a cotton farm, because his father and grandfather were holy priests, and it was not in line with the teachings of the Goddess of Prosperity to plunder civilian fields and convert grain fields into cotton fields.

When his father was still alive, he was very dissatisfied with the cotton fields in Camerle Town; Andre himself didn't like the status quo that it was difficult to guarantee the supply of food in his hometown, and he had to buy it from nearby towns.

But Andre didn't think about changing the status quo. He was just an ordinary non-commissioned officer of the Holy Priest Cavalry Regiment, and he was still on missions outside for a long time.

His respected monk introduced to them with envy and longing how the policies adopted by the undead regime benefited the people of Westem, making Andre repeat the scene when he was ridiculed by the nightmare butcher back and forth in his mind.

The guy looked at him with a sneer, and said to him, "Stand by and stand by people who are in tragedy, dare you say you haven't done this kind of thing, paladin?"

Andre clutched his chest silently, feeling the tingling pain in his heart.

Yes, he did.

He can't do anything, he can't change the status quo, so he really can only ignore those civilians in his hometown who are suffering in hardship.

But this is not what he wants to see, he just can't do it and has no chance to change the status quo - if he is given a chance, he is willing to do that.

Andre raised his eyelids and looked at Brother Lowell who led them forward.

As a child of a lord's family, Andre instinctively knew that the road that Brother Lowell hoped for and yearned for was the road of stripping the power of the nobility and redistributing the property owned by the nobility to others—whether it is the gray industry Regardless of the high cost of living, it was originally a sharp weapon for the nobles to make money, and Brother Lowell clearly denied these.

This would damage the interests of Andre, who was also a member of the nobles, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Nobles already have too much.

The consumption of one lunch of the gentlemen of Camor is equal to the income of the common people of Camor for two weeks. If one noble family eats well, ten or twenty commoners will go hungry. This is indeed too unfair.

After looking at the factory area, the sky gradually darkened.

Brother Lowell took the priests to the canteen of the logistics department of the town hall, and ate the noodles they had seen on the production line in the afternoon. When the sky completely darkened, he took them to visit the adult night school in the town.

It is not the kind of literacy school that only teaches basic characters and everyone can bring their own bench to attend classes, but an evening school that is open to adults who voluntarily sign up for the second course after completing literacy, and formally taught in the town hall.

The living room used to receive guests during the day was full of [-] to [-] students of different ages. The clerk in charge of teaching stood in front of the mobile blackboard and explained the course to the students attending the class.

The holy priests, who could only stand in the corridor, looked at the "students" in the room in amazement.

There are clerks in the uniforms of the deli on Town Avenue, cleaners in bright yellow vests who can be seen on the side of the road from time to time during the day, workers in factory labor protection uniforms, and ordinary townspeople in ordinary clothes. Construction worker with mud spots.

None of these "students" looked like they were from good families, and most of them had very rough hands holding notebooks and pens.

The lady clerk who gave lectures to these people who were engaged in humble jobs and had absolutely no better backgrounds, the content of the lectures was the knowledge that usually only those who work as civil servants need to learn!

Brother Lowell noticed that the holy priests were looking at the students' clothes in astonishment, and chuckled and said in a low voice: "Don't underestimate the students here, only a few of the thousands of students who have completed literacy can pass the first stage." It is not an exaggeration to say that one of the twenty people will be selected for the second semester assessment."

"Scan...blindness?" Joyce Andre struggled to understand this new common vocabulary.

"Look at me, I forgot to mention this." Brother Lowell clapped his hands and said, "The big house opposite the factory area is Westham's literacy school, which holds classes three days a week to teach people to read and write. The newspaper will also teach some basic arithmetic. Whether you are a town resident or a villager in the countryside, as long as you are willing to listen to the lecture, you can bring your own bench to listen."

"Only those who have completed the literacy course and passed the upgrade exam can come here to continue their studies." Rowell tapped the students in the window who were listening carefully, "Able to keep up with the learning progress, and the grades at the end of the course are not low With a score of 70, you can sign up for the town hall's entrance exam."

"If you pass the exam successfully, you will be able to enter the town hall's recruitment list. You can choose your desired employment unit, participate in the job training, and after completing the training, you can get the employment contract of the town hall. If your grades are good enough, you can be hired by the town hall. Go to work in the city."

Brother Lowell concluded: "Undead Consuls rely on this process to select qualified staff from various departments. Don't underestimate this process. People who can go out here are not as capable of handling affairs as middle-class people. How much worse is the offspring cultivated with all our efforts.”

Joyce Andre stared blankly at Brother Lowell with his mouth half-opened, and then turned his gaze to the commoner students in the room who were listening to the class seriously.

No wonder the undead regime did not hesitate to deal with the Rhine nobles. No wonder Brother Lowell also felt that there was no need to win the support of the Shiga nobles, and he was full of words to recycle the resources occupied by the nobles...

It is true that the tendency of the nobles will affect the tendency of the local middle class. If the nobles do not support it, it will be difficult for the consul to issue orders. But with this method of selecting political talents from among the common people and the ability to implement them, who cares? The aristocrats do not cooperate!