In the backmost official room on the second floor of the Palace Finance Office in Besançon, Galvin, who had just returned from lobbying for the Principality of Provence in the south, was dealing with a mountain of official documents. Although he was temporarily appointed as deputy finance minister, he was actually the "finance minister".
A guy dressed like a civil servant was bowing and waiting quietly for Galvin to sign an official document.
"Okay, you immediately send this to the heads of various trading houses in Besançon." Galvin put down the quill in his hand and handed the signed document to the civil servant.
The civil servant bowed and slowly exited the official room.
After the civil servant left, Galvin's personal assistant walked outside the door.
"Mr. Salter, Lord Galvin, please come in." Galvin's personal clerk said politely to Salter, who had been waiting in the side room outside the door for a long time.
Since the Continental Trading Company was entrusted by the new palace to raise food, grass, baggage, armor, weapons, and daily necessities in the city for the Liberation Army, Sarthe often visited the financial office of the palace of Besançon. After going back and forth, the clerk became familiar with Salt. Whenever Salter appeared here, the clerk always entertained Salter warmly.
Of course, Salt, who was a businessman, has never treated these friendly guys badly.
The clerk opened the door of the office and led Salt in. "Sir, Mr. Salt from the Continental Trading Company has arrived."
Galvin looked up and saw Salt in regular clothes, and immediately asked him to sit down. "Hurry up and pour wine for the guests."
"Yes, Lord Viscount."
After the clerk brought two glasses of wine in goblets, Galvin asked him to close the door and exit.
"Sart," Galvin said after taking a sip of wine and becoming less polite. "How much grain baggage and military supplies have you transported from Provence this time?"
"Master Finance Minister, according to your previous instructions, the European Commercial Bank purchased thirty carts of grain and grass for the Liberation Army this time. The baggage and ten carts of military supplies, mainly in-demand goods such as medicinal materials and cloth, have all been brought to the city warehouse and are being counted and stored. "Good!" Galvin said with satisfaction. "Thanks to your European trading company. If you hadn't done your best to raise supplies for the Liberation Army, we would have been in a passive position in this war.
It was precisely because the new king saw how loyal the Continental Commercial Bank was that he asked me to grant the Continental Commercial Bank a franchise to purchase grain, grass, baggage, weapons and armor, and daily supplies needed by Besancon for the Liberation Army to ensure the stability of our rear. "
"This is all thanks to the care of the Minister of Finance. If it weren't for this, our Continental Commercial Bank would have been able to maintain the operation of the business at most despite the wars everywhere."
Now, in addition to daily expenses, the Continental Commercial Bank can make a net profit of about 100,000 pfennigs per round trip. In this battle for succession, the Continental Commercial Bank has made a total of more than one million pfennigs.
Galvin also waved his hand gently, "If it weren't for the support of your Continental Trading Company, I am afraid that my position as the deputy finance minister of the palace would not be stable. Before, the palace was short of money and food, and I, the deputy finance minister, was not taken seriously by the old-school dignitaries in the palace. Now that I have the flowing golden river of the Continental Trading Company, they will send people to me every day."
Galvin said and the two of them laughed.
片刻，高尔文继续说道：「现在，伯国战争已经接近了尾声。亚特已经给我传来密信，央求我协助你们商行尽快在伯国北方布局。我也会向新君建议，将欧陆商行作为皇家特许商行，借此壮大欧陆商行的实力。」
「那我就代我家大人谢过子爵大人了。」萨尔特起身行礼。
"Hey, Salt, you are wrong. Art is my son-in-law, and when I help him, I am helping myself. We are all a family."
h Next, let’s focus on the trade of the European trading houses. Now that the war is almost over, we have to make plans for post-war recovery..."
After Galvin finished talking to Saltu, Saltu immediately set off to the south with his caravan.
The old hen was seen fluttering on the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and the frightened children who were standing aside to watch the fun screamed and ran away.
As a senior civil affairs official, Lawrence's family has now moved from Valley Village to Valley Wood Castle and built a beautiful house on the land allocated by the civil affairs.
"Father, why did you kill this chicken? Didn't you say you were going to keep it for your brother to eat after he graduates from the Military Academy?" Lawrence's daughter, who had just returned from the Civil Affairs School, asked in confusion.
"Your Uncle Scott was seriously injured while protecting the valley some time ago. He was injured for the valley, and we have to pay tribute to him. Your mother told me to kill the chicken first, and make a pot of soup to replenish Uncle Scott. Our family has raised a few more chickens, and your brother is not afraid of running out of chickens when he comes back." As he spoke, Lawrence threw the old hen that had stopped moving into the barrel, and poured in the boiling water he had prepared.
After a while, Lawrence quickly plucked out all the chicken feathers. After cleaning the internal organs, he took the chicken to his kitchen and handed it to his wife, Kathleen.
"How's that guy Scott?" In her kitchen, Kathleen cut the chicken into pieces while asking about Scott's injury.
"Doctor Fazina is changing his dressing every day, and he can already walk around." Lawrence replied.
“That’s good. You can send him the chicken soup later, and pick up two wheat breads as well.” As she spoke, Katherine had already put the chicken into the pot.
"Now Emma is responsible for the entire territory's taverns and shops, and is busy all day long. Camille is also working as a maid beside Madam, and Ron is away fighting all year round. This time, Scott is injured, and there is no one close to him to take care of him~" Kathleen muttered.
"By the way, Lawrence. The tavern in the Vale has been resold, and I have nothing to do now. How about you plead with Old Butler Cooper and arrange for me to be assigned to the Wood Castle Shop? This can also give Emma points. Let her have time to take care of Brother Scott."
Lawrence paused slightly, "Now the Mubao Shop is directly under the civil affairs, and the people in the shop are civil servants. I'm afraid you want to be a civil servant."
"I'm afraid of what? Emma has been promoted to civil affairs manager, can't I be a civil servant? You are also a construction officer after all, and you don't have this ability? Besides, I really do things, and I don't intend to live on my own."
"Please." You~"
"Okay, okay, I'll go to the old housekeeper tomorrow to plead for mercy, but I can't guarantee that it will work. Now the requirements for recruiting civil servants are not low~" Lawrence dealt with Catherine while adding firewood to the stove.
While talking, the chicken soup in the pot has begun to boil continuously, and the room is filled with a fragrant smell.
Green smoke floats out from the kitchen, slowly climbs up to the canopy of trees in the backyard, and slowly disappears into the forest...
“Scott~” Holding a large bowl of chicken soup and two wheat breads under his arm, Lawrence knocked on the wooden door of Scott’s house.
"Please come in."
As the wooden door was pushed open with a creak, Lawrence saw Scott who had already stood up and was sitting in the hall, flipping through a birch bark album.
"Lawrence, why do you have time to come here?" Scott asked Lawrence while trying to stand up from the wooden table.
Lawrence quickly put the chicken soup bread on the wooden table and helped Scott stand up.
"Catherine stewed a hen and asked me to bring it over to patch it up for you."
"How embarrassing is this, the lady also brought the young master to see me just now, and everyone is so worried about this little injury~"
“Okay, don’t be polite, come here and have some soup.” As he spoke, Lawrence walked into the kitchen skillfully and brought a wooden bowl over.
"How's the injury?" Lawrence asked with concern after Scott took a sip of chicken soup.
"Fazina said that you can move around in a few days."
"That's good. If you and those brothers hadn't resisted desperately this time, maybe we wouldn't have had the chance to sit here and talk." Lawrence sighed with emotion.
"I was scared when I thought about it. Fortunately, the Holy Lord did not take me away this time. Amen~" Scott put down the wooden bowl in his hand and prayed devoutly with his eyes closed.
"By the way, how is the recovery in the valley and other parts of the county?" Scott asked with concern.
"The old housekeeper has arranged for civil affairs officials to lead personnel to repair the damaged areas. Just rest and recover."
Scott nodded.
At the construction site, the handyman, under the command of the carpenter, cut the logs into the same length, then removed the bark on the surface and polished them smooth. The carpenter cuts the wood according to the pre-measured data, and then instructs his apprentices to polish and polish the beams and columns that have been formed into strips. Finally, they were all placed in the house for later use. After the walls were renovated, the roof and windows were repaired.
The stone wall that was collapsed by the roof beams was repaired step by step under the guidance of the craftsmen. In addition to the usable stones, the civil affairs also sent people to use horse-drawn carriages to retrieve some stones from nearby mountains for the craftsmen to chisel into strips as a supplement.
Through the efforts of forty or fifty farmers and a dozen craftsmen, the Wincheston Manor, which was destroyed by fire, is being restored step by step.
In the farmland burned by the fire around Wincheston Manor, farmers are taking the time to clean up the burned residue and renovate the land. Nearly one-tenth of the surrounding wheat fields were burned this time. These are the most fertile lands, producing enough food to feed a dozen families.
Farmers in the fields were cleaning up the debris on the ground while cursing the group of demons who set fire to the grain. Seeing the vast tracts of wheat being burned in front of them, the people who relied on the land to support their families felt heartbroken. Although the civil administration has announced that the residents who have suffered losses will be exempted from paying food tax this year, these hard-working farmers can't help but shed tears when they look at the scene in front of them...
Little George was running around in the fields, which was a pain for Camille who was following behind him.
“Madam, this is Feynman’s family. Feynman was seriously injured in this battle and was brought back to the valley and died after treatment failed.” Cooper, who was following Lottie, introduced the situation of the people in the area to Lottie.
"He was a warrior of our valley, and like others, left to protect our homeland. May his soul rest in peace with God. Amen~"
"Amen~"
Speaking, Lottie ordered Ollie to take out some coins from the bag and give them to the peasant woman, and told her to send the child to the Wood Castle School to study when he is a little older. The civil affairs department will be responsible for all expenses during the child's study period.
The peasant woman knelt down and thanked her again and again.
Coming out of the peasant woman's house, Lottie asked Cooper: "Old housekeeper, have you given all the orders to appease the people?"
"In reply to my wife, I have already ordered the civil affairs officials to pay pensions to the injured and deceased subjects respectively, and to provide them with food rations for half a year. I have also asked the subjects who have spare time to help cultivate the land that they cannot cultivate."
"I am really lucky to have a wife like my wife." Cooper sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"He was lucky, but it was hard for us, mother and son." Lottie felt sad.
"Old housekeeper, let's go to the next house~"
"Yes, madam."