Stratholme God

Chapter 549
According to Gene's common sense, poor people wear linen clothes, and then stuff cloth strips or sawdust into the two layers of linen cloth, which is the basic operation.

Who doesn't know that the sackcloth leaks air, and the rough linen can strangle people so that the skin hurts.

But the poor have no better choice.

Even if there is, I can't afford it.

Only the rich or the aristocracy could afford high-end thermal clothing, such as fur coats.

You cheat me and everyone cheats, that's how the poor live.

Today, the industrial revolution started by Mr. Mai while fighting the war has changed all that.

When a normal country is fighting a war, who doesn’t tighten their pants to live, the poor can thank God if they have a stutter, and death from freezing to death is the norm.The country is about to be destroyed, who cares so much.

Mai Qipa is definitely a monster!
With the help of the sand sculpture player, when he got out the steel mold, stamping and other things in one go, he got out the loom of the World War II level by the way.

Especially this year, a part of the fields have been allocated to plant cotton, which has promoted the promotion of cotton cloth.On the other hand, after basically driving away the Scourge, someone from Mai began to ask the Barov family to raise ducks in Lake Keldaron...

This will lead to a decrease in fish catch, but on the other hand, it will increase the supply of duck meat and duck down.

Ducks usually go out to slaughter in about [-] days. It is really convenient in terms of breeding. To deal with possible outbreaks of poultry diseases, all that is needed is to increase manpower.

What the Stratholme collar lacks most is manpower, plucking duck down, a job even a child can do.

When down jackets appeared, fur coats only had the meaning of luxury goods.

In addition, there is the emergence of cotton-padded jackets. Ordinary workers can afford a cotton-padded jacket with the wages of ten days of work on an eight-hour work system, and they can wear it well.It's just that the output is not too high now, and the down and cotton jackets are first given to the Second Army.The army had enough, and the extra two hundred thousand or so pieces went to the people.

By next year, the entire Alliance dare not say, at least in the Stratholme Federation can be fully promoted.

McDonnell controls the price of cotton-padded clothes. In order to prevent reselling, buyers must register their real names and submit a linen winter coat they wear before they can add money in exchange for a warm cotton-padded jacket.

hey-hey!Is there a sense of déjà vu?
That's right, all the second-hand linen winter clothes handed in by the people are here with the old wolf king.

If Mai was reselling it to Gene, the old wolf king would not say anything, even if he knocked out his teeth, he would swallow blood at most, and he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Highlights - it's free!

People don't want money to send you, what kind of bicycle do you want?

Facing Jin's request for help, the toolman Barthilas carefully inquired about the number of people affected by the disaster. He believed in his heart that Gilneas must have overstated the number and cut the number that Jin asked for in half. Bad job, he said.

"Your Majesty Greymane, the Alliance now has a complete disaster relief system. If Your Majesty is relieved and entrusts the disaster relief force led by Stratholme to do it, it is estimated that the food will be distributed to each of His Majesty's subjects within five days. To No……"

Normally, Genn would let Barthilas do it.

Gene is suffering too!
"Your Excellency Barthilas, it's not that I don't want to. Gilneas has caused a wolf disaster, and now more than half of the people are werewolves, and many werewolves are extremely aggressive. Even me..." After finishing speaking, old Gene spoke in front of Basela The faces of Sis and the knights of Stratholme changed.

A wolf-headed human monster with strong limbs, erect, mighty and handsome, appeared in front of everyone!
Well, it's the huskies that's right!

"Oh oh oh!" Barthilas was short of applauding on the spot and saying 'that's amazing'.

It was written on each face: This is it?
"Aren't you... aren't you afraid?" This time it was Jin's turn to be a little embarrassed.

"This... my lord's duke's mansion has kept a female black dragon for a long time. So, that... we are used to it."

There are not too many people in the duke's mansion.

Even if it looks like a human being, any thing wearing a trident badge will be questioned if it is a human being.

Anyway, those younger brothers are numb.

Otherwise, if you become an ancient god with tentacles, maybe we will be shocked.

The palace minister said so, but Gene was speechless.

Let the alliance go in for disaster relief, of course he knows that this means part of the transfer of sovereignty.But as an isolationist and a super dead house, as long as he can keep autistic, he will never move out of the nest, the status quo is just unbearable!

"Then I will trouble Your Excellency Barthilas. The Gilneas King's Guard will protect your safety throughout the entire process. Disaster relief is like firefighting. Please dispatch supplies as soon as possible." After finishing speaking, Old Jean bowed deeply.

Barthilas hurriedly bowed to return the salute: "Your Majesty Greymane's great gift, I cannot bear it."

McDonald was kind in this respect, and Gene and his men watched Barthilas keep writing notes and stamping them, and then a large amount of grain was efficiently dispatched from various warehouses and transported to the train.

Now there is a train from Stratholme City, passing through Colin City. On the big map, this is like a 180-degree U-shaped turn, and then passes through the Sodoril Fortress, crossing the Andorhal Territory from east to west, all the way to the west Near the ruins of Lordaeron.

Tracks have begun to be laid in Tirisfal Glades and Silverpine Forest as the lost lands ravaged by the Scourge have been reclaimed, but not yet open to traffic.

As a last resort, half of the supplies were transported here by railroad carriages, and the other half was transported to Lake Lordamere, to the southeast of Silverpine Forest by water, and finally transported to Gilneas by horse-drawn carriages.

What touched Gene the most was that Barthilas, the palace minister, put aside the government affairs of his territory and went to Gilneas to arrange disaster relief in person.

Although the relief food was varied and the quantity was not enough, Gene saw that one hundred carts of sweet potatoes were pulled today, fifty carts of rye tomorrow, and three hundred carts of potatoes the day after tomorrow. .

"McDonald has also worked hard. They finally got it from the granaries in various places." Gene shared the same feeling with his subordinates.

Gene didn't know that the content of the disaster relief here was placed on the tables of the leaders of the alliance every day.

Stormwind City Stormwind Keep.

Bovar rubbed his eyebrows and smiled wryly.

The young Varian was curious: "Is there something wrong? Brother McDonald is working hard to help the disaster!"

"Work hard?" Anduin Lothar next to him was eccentric: "Varian, do you have any misunderstandings about your big brother who is always like a hamster and never stops until he has ten times the amount of winter food?"

This time, Bovar sold someone Mai without hesitation: "In Stratholme, the sweet potatoes are used to feed pigs!"

"Ah!" Varian, the king with more muscles in his brain, exclaimed.

Once upon a time, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn were the staple food of the people of Stratholme.

Eat one kind of these things every day, and you will definitely vomit after eating them. If you eat them differently, you will not get tired after all, and the amount will keep you full.With the defense of Andorhal Territory, mechanized agriculture in the Great Plains has begun to develop. This year, the granaries in McDonald's Territory have exploded.

McDonnell's method of disaster relief is to tell the big bosses of other alliances-I am letting Gilneas dry.

(End of this chapter)