Alien landlady

Chapter 269 Discussing the Future
The guests have already come a lot. The old mages who are qualified to live in the mage community are all invited guests. Regardless of their age, they have good eyesight. It didn't take long to see the president's side Having fun, one or two slowly approached, and then they had a heated discussion, and attracted the nobles over.

Originally the most boring light art in white magic, the worthless magic that even new students stopped practicing after mastering it, finally had the same use as the name in Bai Tongtong's hands.

Rough experimental products can't stop everyone's enthusiasm for booking. Volunteer to be a trial user for a new type of lighting and provide a trial report. After all, everyone has the experience of being burned by a candle. It's a trivial matter. The candle caused a fire There are tragedies every year, and even the elders' house has suffered fire accidents more than once in history because of candlelight, and many documents and files have been lost. Even the appearance of the current building has been rebuilt after a serious fire.

So this was originally a social occasion before the dinner, but it turned into Bai Tongtong's new product promotion. It is a living habit for the nobles to use magic items, and it has been integrated into every aspect of their lives. At least one of them has a storage ring and a magic lamp. The unit price of the storage ring is much cheaper than that of the ring, and the subsequent use and maintenance do not cost much money. In short, those who can afford the storage ring will be able to put enough magic lamps at home.

After satisfying their curiosity, the guests dispersed in twos and threes, chatting with others or sitting and resting. The president put the desk lamp into his ring and chatted with other friends elsewhere. The attendant pushed the small tea cart in due course Come here and bring two cups of hot tea to Bai Tongtong and Farrell.

With her back against the window sill, Bai Tongtong was drinking tea while thinking about how much money she could make if she took over the business from the palace, with a calculating smile on the corner of her mouth.

Farrell knew what she was thinking when she saw her eyeballs kept rolling on the walls and ceiling of this lounge.

"What? The focus of the next work is to make money and do business?"

"I'm a complete layman in politics. I'll just tell you if I have something to say. Don't take the initiative to drag me into this muddy water. I don't have your brains. It's better to do what I'm good at. Making money is the right way. Just As you said, in the intervening few years, I have to find something to do. After the reconstruction of Salt Village is completed, I will slowly rebuild Wismar, and the two territories cannot favor one over the other."

"Wismar is so much bigger than your Salt Village, and the money invested in the two territories is different. This is in itself a preference for one."

"That can't be helped. The size of the territory determines how much money is spent."

"It sounds like you are dissatisfied with the small size of the territory?"

"Don't pin me on what I haven't said, it's not such a rough way to pin a hat on, you are simply making something out of nothing, it's more than taking it out of context."

"Then think of a way and make another great contribution." Farrell flicked his fingers, "then the title can be promoted again."

"Then how much credit do I have to make to get a territory with the same area as Wismar?" Bai Tongtong shrank her neck and shook her head, "It's hard for others, I just guard my village."

"The total area of ​​​​Fauburg Town is not as good as Wismar?"

"Not as good. Don't look at the overall terrain of Wismar as a narrow and long passage, but the area is not small, with width and length. The several manors on the other side of the forest also have expensive farmland, farms, orchards, rivers and other areas. Close the door and the owner of the manor is the king of his own land."

"I believe you must have a way to make great contributions again."

"Why? Your Majesty wants to give me land?"

"I didn't say anything, don't make it out of nothing." Farrell immediately returned what Bai Tongtong said just now.

"Tch, otherwise why do you suddenly care about my territory?"

"Worry about favoring one over the other, you spend money in the country and spend money in Wismar, how unbalanced it is."

"I'm really sorry, it's all my territory, and it's the one that favors the other and the one who doesn't spend the money."

"Think of a way?"

"Aren't you planning something behind my back again?"

"The more famous you are, the more people will know your fame, and the higher your status will be. This will benefit you in the future. If a seat becomes vacant, you don't want to see that your new subordinates lack respect for you. Doesn't cooperate with your work?" Farrell covered his mouth with a teacup and spoke quickly.

"Do you really think so?"

"That's what I thought."

"Okay, I'll think of a way and do a big experiment."

Farrell's gaze immediately slanted, "Sure enough, it was planned long ago, right?"

"Of course, how can it be possible to focus on such small things all the time? Although you can make a lot of money if you do it to the extreme, these things will wait for me to build a research institute and call a group of alchemy students who have left school to be my researchers. Give them enough money, and they can do it themselves, without waiting for my inspiration from time to time, so many people work together, and there are fresh and good ideas every day.”

"Hehehe, for the magic students who were expelled, you gave them a new choice. This is the idea you mentioned at the beginning."

"You can't waste the knowledge they have learned. If they fail to pass the grades, they will drop out of school, and then leave them alone. It is much better to throw it as an apprentice in a workshop owned by the guild than to ignore it."

"Then only a part of the students are suitable to go to the factory as apprentices, what about the rest."

"I haven't figured it out myself, but I'll use them all."

"Can black and gray series also be used?"

"There must be a way to use it, just wait for me to study their magic theory first."

"The earth represents the reincarnation of life and death. The three magics of black, white and gray are actually related to the soil system. They are stripped from the soil system magic. As a result, people now intuitively think that it is related to planting and exploration. In fact, it has nothing to do with it. White magic is a part of life."

"Earth magic is so complicated, why are there so many?"

"Learning is too difficult. The number of magicians in the past was not as large as it is now. It was not until we found a suitable training method, and then tried to strip magic and establish new magic categories that the number of magicians gradually increased."

"But those two types of magicians are still the fewest in number."

"It's a matter of personal choice." Farrell glanced at the door again, finally saw the person he was waiting for, and raised his chin to Bai Tongtong, "The principal is here."

Bai Tongtong immediately returned the teacup to the attendant, lifted her skirt slightly, walked across the room like the wind, walked quickly to Principal Hart and his wife who were greeting others, and warmly embraced them.

Farrell came up from behind, and also greeted and hugged his respected principal and wife, then Bai Tongtong took the principal's arm, and his wife took Farrell's arm, and the four of them found a table and sat around.

"Oh, Tongtong, you have caused a lot of trouble in this exchange meeting." Principal Hart lightly scratched Bai Tongtong's nose, showing pride in his proud student.

"I can't blame me for this. This is just an exchange of research results among the magicians. Who knows what the church is doing, and I didn't publicize it to the public, accusing the knowledge in the scriptures as false."

"The church in China is pretty clever, and they didn't make it public. Their little protests were easily suppressed by the old mages. However, the replacement of the crown prince caught them off guard, and you participated in it again. The resentment towards you is really great. It's getting bigger." Principal Hart has been paying attention to the progress of these events, and he giggled when he talked about it.

"It's very peaceful over there, nothing happened at all. Occasionally, I ran into a villager from a church village. He spit on me when he saw me, but he was scared to death by my magic." Bai Tongtong raised her eyebrows slightly, she was innocent to the end, "No What's the point of protesting to me in front of me."

"So this is what makes people angry. It's useless to make troubles, unless you unite with the nobles of various territories to put pressure on you."

"That's really great, I'm short of money." Bai Tongtong licked his lips, causing Principal Hart and his wife to look at Farrell together.

Farrell spread his hands with an expression that had nothing to do with him, "The focus of her work will return to making money, and she has a plan to cooperate with the school. If it can be implemented, those nobles who oppose her will Got to get on my knees and beg her for a business opportunity."

Principal Hart nodded with great interest, "Let's talk about it, Tongtong, what's your plan?"

"I just came up with a little inspiration just now, not a plan." Bai Tongtong gave Farrell a look, and he blinked innocently.

"It's okay, we just have time now." Being interested, Principal Hart didn't intend to ignore it.

"It's nothing more than wanting to give those students who were eliminated by the school a second chance to choose." Bai Tongtong said.

"This is a very good idea. If you have any inspiration, say it, or you will forget it after drinking a few more glasses of wine at the banquet."

"Well, my initial idea is to build a research institute and a comprehensive experimental workshop, so that those eliminated students can continue to study and work with me, and I can design new titles and professional level standards for them."

"Like?" Farrell asked.

"For example, a magician?" Bai Tongtong had a flash of inspiration again, and talking with someone can really stimulate inspiration.

"Magic technician? It seems interesting. What about the level standard?" Principal Hart touched his chin, becoming more and more interested.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Bai Tongtong spread her hands.

"However, this idea can be discussed in depth, especially those students who are in the middle and upper grades, who already have certain magic skills. It would be a waste to just let them go home directly. The treasury spends so much money on them every year." Principal Hart took out his notepad and pen and took notes.

"That's right, the money spent only gets a little return. The national treasury has lost a lot, so it's no wonder it's not poor." Bai Tongtong nodded.

Mrs. Hart stood up at this time, lightly supported her husband's shoulder and smiled, "I'm bored sitting here as you guys are chatting about business. I'm going to chat with someone else. Do you want me to help the president come over?"

Bai Tongtong hurriedly stood up and apologized, and asked his wife if she saw the President, please tell him to come and sit down.

Not long after Madam left, the President came over under the guidance of his attendants and sat down in the seat vacated by Madam.

"Mrs. Hart said that you are talking about business, and you want me to come over and discuss it?"

"The big thing about spending money is up to you." Principal Hart showed the notes to the President.

"I just walked away for a while, why do I need to spend money? Who wants to spend money?" The president said casually while picking up the note, but after he read the few words, he immediately understood, "Tong Tong's new plan?"

"How about it? If it's worth considering, invest some money to support young people." Principal Hart started as a lobbyist.

"Hey, that's not how business is discussed. The guild also has countless workshops and workshops. I can recruit many children to be apprentices. There must be many people willing to sign up." The president immediately looked like a profiteer.

"Hey, that's not the way you talk about business. How come you didn't expect that after so many years, now that Tongtong has an idea, you will come to pick up the ready-made bargain? Stop talking nonsense, and remember to prepare the money tomorrow."

"No problem, the guild has money, but, Tongtong, tell me, is there any idle land in your territory that can be used to build the things you mentioned? Do you want to consider changing the use of part of the cultivated land?"

Bai Tongtong was watching the bickering between the two old mages with great interest, but suddenly the topic turned to her, and it was her most troublesome land issue, the corners of her raised mouth drooped immediately.

"I only own the territory of that village, and the area of ​​cultivated land cannot be reduced."

"So there's no room left?" The president smiled, and turned to Principal Hart, "I'll take over those children in that school without hesitation."

"President, some categories are not suitable for workshops and workshops, what should those students do?" Farrell asked a difficult question.

"Well, this is also a direction worth exploring. Since they are called magic technicians, they must always use the knowledge they have learned in school." The president glanced at Bai Tongtong again, "Tell me, Tongtong, since this idea It was you who brought it up."

"Those who are suitable for working as craftsmen in workshops are called magic technicians, and others will give them other occupational titles." Bai Tongtong thought for a while that the definition of technicians is not so broad.

"You can discuss any ideas you have. Anyway, it's still early, and the dinner is not so fast. If you are idle, you are idle." The president waved his hand, and the attendant pushing the small tea cart came over immediately to put down four new cups of tea.

"This idea is really an inspiration I just came up with. If it is not suitable for workshops, white magic students are not suitable, but if the school is willing to do professional training, they can be trained as magic pharmacists or doctors. Now that the Master Guild has a guild store, they might as well open pharmacies and clinics, and then sign contracts with these students. The tuition fees will be paid by the guild. Or you can sign a contract with a pharmacy, and you can also open your own business.”

The President and Principal Hart suddenly sat up straight, looked at each other, and laughed loudly. After laughing, there were a few more lines in Principal Hart's notepad.

(End of this chapter)