After the Full Level of the Profession

Just after noon, the warm winter sun sprinkled on Robb's body.

"Lilian, come and help me squeeze my legs." Robb squatted on the stone chair and called out weakly.

"Come on!" Lilian answered from inside the church, and then ran out quickly, the black and white maid's skirt fluttering, and the blond ponytail fluttering behind her.

This picture is beautiful, the only pity is that Lilian does not have the attribute of falling on the ground. At this time, if she falls into the snow and then gets up and continues to run, it will be even cuter, but not.

When she arrived in front of Robb, she sat on another stone chair next to her, took Robb’s foot and placed it on her own knee, and then helped Robb knead the muscles on both sides of her calf and whispered. : "Is it here? Is it comfortable to press here?"

It feels refreshing to put his feet on the girl's knees. Of course, what's even cooler is the touch that those little hands bring when they touch him. Robb can't help but close his eyes and enjoy with his heart.

Lilian pressed it and whispered: "Master, the second batch of spiders has been successfully cultivated recently, and the factory has hired new female workers. The price of stockings has also dropped a bit. Those noble lords who have just moved to our Westwind Town, They all bought a lot of stockings. They also lamented that the stockings here are so cheap. Now everyone wears a pair of stockings in their trousers. Why do you research it out by yourself, but you don't want to wear it?"

Robb almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood, and hurriedly said, "If you don't wear it or wear it, that thing is worn by a woman."

Lilian smiled and said: "The master is talking nonsense, obviously it can be worn by both men and women."

Robb hummed: "I said that what a woman wears is what a woman wears. I am a dictator with no emotions. I have the final say."

Lilian smiled softly. It's true that the owner is a dictator, but it's not unreasonable at all. He is the most emotional dictator in the world. She can't help but whisper: "Lilian likes the owner the most."

Robach said: "Ah? What are you talking about? I didn't hear it clearly."

Lilian raised her head, smiling like a flower: "I said the master is a good person."

Robb snorted: "Wow, there is a good person card facing me. It hurts my face."

At this time, the door of the church opened again, and Xiao Yi wore a blue nun obeyed and got out of it. As soon as he came out, he saw Robb posing as a big landlord, big capitalist, and big nobleman calling his little maid. , She couldn't help but said in a good manner: "What? Let Lilian squeeze your feet again? How squeamish are you?"

Robb said: "I have planted a huge field, I am exhausted."

Xiao Yi squinted: "I admit that your exercise volume these days is greater than before, but...you are just planting the fields in the morning. This is much easier than ordinary people's work. Don't be there. It looks so tired."

Robb had no choice but to spread his hands: "Well! Don't spit on me all day long, we can still be good friends."

Xiao Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned to the church and shouted, "Hurry up and bring the basket out. We should go out to deliver potatoes."

Two bright little nuns emerged from the church and dragged out two big baskets of potatoes with great effort.

"Send?" Robb shook his head when he heard the word, "Want to take it for delivery? No! The potatoes I planted must be sold, not for delivery."

Xiao Yi frowned: "Why can't it be delivered? Our Guangming Holy See has always had a fine tradition of delivering food to people who are too poor to survive."

"However, this act of giving food for free will harm the refugees." Robb said solemnly: "You can sell it at a very low price, but you can't give it away. Once it becomes a habit to let them receive the food for free. , Then they will become useless. I don’t want to be useless in Xifeng Town, as long as they can use their own hands to get rich."

Xiao Yi put on a cold face: "But now how can refugees have money to buy? It's winter, and they can't open up wasteland and farm land. The refugees have spent their savings to buy houses, and potatoes have to collect their money. If they do, they will starve to death."

"If you don't want to use labor to save yourself before you starve to death, it would be better to starve to death." Robb smiled: "Our most important thing is not to provide them with food, but to provide them with job opportunities. ."

"But... in this icy world, where are the job opportunities?" Xiao Yi sighed: "There are only a few jobs in the town, all of which were undertaken by the original townsfolk. The new refugees have not yet found a survival. The way."

Robb smiled and said, "Don’t you see that I’m trying my best to grow cotton, soybeans, and sugar beets? You sell these sugar beets and soybeans to a few mayors in large quantities. In this way, the sugar and sugar of the mayors Soybean oil and weaving factories have raw materials to start production. They can no longer catch goblins and ogres as workers, so new refugees must be hired as workers. These refugees quickly grabbed this. Opportunity, An Sheng Li Ming."

Little Yi Leng was shocked: "Our town alone cannot digest so many commodities."

Robb said: "Isn’t there still more than 800 camels caught? Use it! Build a caravan! Why do those aristocrats with flexible thinking and a bit of foresight eat? Soy sauce, soy sauce, and cotton cloth are wholesaled to the nobles at low prices, so that they can form a caravan and pull out the goods.

Xiao Yi: "..."

This has touched Xiao Yi’s intellectual blind spot, she was stunned for a while, and sighed a long time: "I'm not as cheating as you are. I can't do this. You should do it yourself. ."

"Cut, play by yourself, you should be your nun."

Robb watched Xiao Yi take two little nuns out of the house and went to sell potatoes at a low price. He waved to the dark church next door and said loudly, "No. 8, call your little nun over."

After a while, the two little dark nuns also brought two baskets of potatoes to the town and sold them at low prices.

Robb knew that as long as these potatoes were sold at a low price, they would be robbed in an instant, because Xifeng Town now lacks food most, and food can only be produced from himself, so several nuns will soon be in constant circles. The state of the circle, such a state will soon attract the attention of the nimble little nobles.

As long as you sit here and don't move, someone will come to you in a short while.

Sure enough, two hours later, the first aristocrat with flexible thinking came to his door.

Robb took a closer look, and it was Baron Nolan who came.

He took a nephew in his twenties and two servants and walked towards him grinningly. When he got closer, he politely gave a noble salute: "Godfather, good noon."