I will be crowned king

There will always be controversy about which industries are crucial to a region, but which industry has the loudest voice and the strongest influence...this will never be in doubt.

As an industry that takes the dissemination of information as its mission and is keen to make any trivial, fabricated, and mechanical things spread to everyone's ears, the media industry has to some extent a terrifying power that is almost as "power of life and death". It cannot do anything for it. A reader decides everything, but can influence every decision of readers.

Because in fact, everyone’s thoughts and what they are thinking about at the moment are closely related to the information they receive; especially for those who do not go out often and have a very small social circle, a newspaper may be the best solution for them. More than 70% of the information sources are from the outside world, and the remaining 30% are his relatives and friends.

If this person's relatives and friends are in a similar situation to him, then the content they communicate with each other will most likely be related to the content of the newspaper.

As for a good newspaper, it does not even need to deliberately show its tendency. As long as it can focus its readers' attention on the place it wants to focus on and generate great interest, it is considered a success.

Therefore, when he discovered that there was no local newspaper in the Port Beluga Colony, Anson was as surprised as discovering the New World - as long as he could run the "Port Beluga Good People Newspaper", the pie he had drawn to the Luen family would be realized. Half done!

I don't even need to let the newspapers brag. I just need to make insinuations, or even deliberately create one or two short stories about the Luen family. By showing up a little in the news every time, the Luen family's influence in the local area has been established.

So on January 4, 101 in the Saint's Calendar, the Good Old Man Newspaper was officially established in a remote alley in Beluga Harbor; although there is only one sign at the moment, the daily operations are completely handled by the Storm Division logistics department, even the only The printing presses are in the military camp.

But in fact, Anson used his left hand to replace his right hand, allowing Talia to control 60% of the newspaper, becoming the Luen family's first enterprise in the New World.

For some reason, Talia showed great enthusiasm for running the newspaper, and even took the initiative to suspend the "daily review" for a day to discuss how to increase the sales of the newspaper.

"Actually, we are the only newspaper in the entire Beluga Port right now, so sales are not a problem at all." Facing the curious girl whose pupils shone brightly, Anson, who felt extremely relaxed in front of Thalia for the first time, talked eloquently:

"The Storm Division now controls twelve churches in Beluga Harbor. With them, the Promise Keepers Alliance, and the minimum publicity work, there will be at least two thousand to three thousand copies sold in one issue."

“What really limits the development of our newspaper is raw materials.”

"...Papermaking?" Thalia hesitated and asked.

"That's right." Anson explained:

"There are only a few small papermaking workshops in Beluga Port. The quality of paper produced by this handicraft industry is unstable and the standards are difficult to completely unified; most importantly, their output is seriously insufficient for a newspaper that can cover a large community of 100,000 people. "

"If we want to sell 10,000 newspapers every day, in addition to newspaper offices and printing presses, we also need to belong to a professional paper mill... This is not easy."

Compared with textile tanning, papermaking is a relatively "advanced" light industry with a certain technical threshold. This is also an important reason why there has never been a local newspaper in Beluga Port.

The problem of materials is relatively easy to solve. The local forest farms and farms in Beluga Port can provide them. The cost problem can be reduced quickly as long as the scale of production can be expanded. The problem lies in machines and skilled workers - both of which cannot be provided by the colony and must be After next spring, we will find a way from home.

"Before the paper mill was established, we could only rely on warehouse reserves and local paper workshops. The inventory could only last for one issue per week at most." Anson shrugged:

"We have no competitors anyway. As long as we can expand sales, it doesn't matter even if we lose money. As long as we ensure that content sales will grow steadily... for the time being."

"Then what can we do to keep sales increasing?" Curious Thalia even took out a pink notebook from her arms and started taking notes seriously.

"It's very simple, just define the scope of readers." Anson said with a slight curl of the corners of his mouth.

Thanks to a certain third-rate novelist and Miss Sophia, who became interested in the newspaper industry at some point, I now have a very thorough understanding of the developed newspaper industry in Clovis City.

For example, the readers of "Morning Post" are those who are ruling the country, the readers of "Kingdom Loyalist" are those who think that the country should be ruled by themselves, the readers of "Faith and Pravda" are those who think that the country should be handed over to the rule of the church. Readers of the Baihu Evening News felt that no matter who they replaced, they would still be the ones being dominated.

As for the readers of Clovis Truth... all they care about is the fabricated "shocking" news, the dirty jokes, the third-rate graphic novels, and the pornographic illustrations on the third page.

"The specific operation is to deliberately adapt to the tastes of a certain section of readers, and don't worry about others at all. They won't read it anyway, and they only read it to find faults, so just ignore it... It can also appear to be generous and more capable. Win the favor of your own people.”

"But these are very late-stage operations. For now, we only need to ensure the quality of the content of each issue. There is no need to consider anything else."

"Speaking of which, why are you interested in newspapers? I thought only people like Miss Sophia Franz... eh?!"

Ansen, who was chatting and laughing just a second ago, suddenly realized something, and his smile suddenly froze.

Thalia still smiled brightly, taking notes in her notes leisurely, and looked at Anson with big curious eyes:

"Miss Sophia...what's wrong with her?"

"No! No...it's nothing, I said it wrong!" Anson quickly wanted to change the subject:

"Let's continue talking about the newspaper. If you want to increase sales, you have to..."

"That's already said, isn't it?" Thalia interrupted with a smile.

Anson twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly felt that the air had become much quieter.

The air is really quiet.

"Dear Anson, you don't have to do this."

Slowly putting away the notes in her hand, Talia, who was smiling, raised her gaze and calmly stared at Anson, who suddenly became nervous: "I know the relationship between you and Miss Sophia Franz... I have met her. "

"Oh?" Anson forced out a smile:

"when?"

Thalia paused slightly and smiled slightly:

"It does not matter."

"What's important is that I believe that dear Anson is absolutely loyal to the Rune family and will never be affected by his personal friendship with Franz's eldest daughter."

"Because dear Anson is a smart man. He knows very well who is supporting him as always and who can give him more."

"Am i right?"

Anson's throat twitched.

………………………

Anson, who was in a complicated mood, quietly left the bedroom and came to the study wearing simple pajamas. He silently took out his pipe from his arms and lit it with a match on the desk.

Although it is unlikely that a building in Beluga Port will be equipped with heating for at least the next ten years because all infrastructure is not in place, fireplaces and simple floor heating are still guaranteed.

Ice Dragon Fjord is rich in coal resources, but the local people are still most accustomed to using charcoal. On the one hand, the local demand for coal resources is huge, resulting in local supply exceeding demand.

On the other hand, the local timber resources are indeed unimaginably rich. In addition, colonial construction requires a large amount of timber resources. The demand affects the supply, so that the local residents only need the remaining scraps, plus the collected firewood and a little coal. That's enough to last them through the entire winter.

This also reminded Anson that he was going to imitate the method of establishing the "General Staff" during the Hantu War and organize the forest owners in the Beluga Harbor Council to establish a "Timber Supply and Demand Committee."

In this way, the Storm Division can build roads and storage facilities for them and maintain security in the forest farm in exchange for the supervisory power of the committee; then the Rune family will place an order for them and purchase special customized wood to build factories and Legion farms. .

Of course, to come directly to ask for this condition would seem to be a violation of the agreement between myself and Speaker Harold - all matters must be implemented through the Beluga Port Council.

However, this is actually easy to solve. As long as the people from the "Timber Supply and Demand Committee" take the initiative to form this committee, and then stand up to support it, it will not be considered a breach of contract.

As for coal mines... As the food of industry, coal is the foundation of modern industry (100 years of the Apostolic Calendar). However, considering that unless the sun comes out from the west, it is impossible for the mainland to hand over the steam core to the colonies. Anson can only We are planning to build a briquette factory in Beluga Port now.

As long as roads can be repaired, coal mine output can be steadily increased, and the price of coal can be reduced, simple heating equipment such as briquettes and small coal stoves can easily become popular. It would be better to say that the local government has squeezed too hard to allow a coal-producing colony to continue. No coal can be burned.

Considering the congestion level of the buildings in Beluga Harbor, it is also more convenient for the popularization of heating facilities. It is completely possible to form a "township community heating committee" to be responsible for the promotion of facilities and collective procurement, and it is also convenient to lower the price of coal to everyone. The level of acceptance, while also ensuring that everyone can earn.

This facility can even be developed into some form of "welfare" - as long as those who work for the Luen family's business or storm division, they can enjoy the right of first refusal to install heating facilities and briquettes for free.

Believers who have joined the Promise Keepers Alliance can enjoy the "minimum heating guarantee" and purchase cheap briquettes specially prepared by the committee at a 30% discount.

By separating various benefits and putting them in charge of special committees, we can divide the people of Beluga Harbor and figure out who are ordinary people who don't care about their beliefs and only want welfare, and who are willing to die for the Ring of Order. fanatical believers.

The little clerk was indeed right. The committee system was really a great invention of the Clovis people, allowing the entire world of order to step on the accelerator and stride forward on the cold, rigid and rigid bureaucracy.

Just as Anson was carefully studying the map of Beluga Harbor and planning which vacant land to assign to the Luen family's "industrial area", he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

With a crisp knock on the door, the former Guards officer pushed the door open and stood at the door and saluted Anson:

"After careful discussion, the forest farm owners decided to accept your 'suggestion', and the Beluga Port Timber Supply and Demand Committee... has been officially established."

oh?

Anson, who was biting his pipe, looked slightly surprised: "So fast?"

It was the evening of January 3rd that I asked Carl Bain to find a way to reveal this information to them. Now it is the morning of January 5th... They have only made up their minds after discussing it for a day?

Such a high efficiency would probably put even the Church of Order to shame.

"Because they actually had this idea a long time ago, but they just never had the chance to implement it." Fabian, who looked a little stiff, explained:

"The forest resources in Ice Dragon Fjord are very rich, and there is no need to zone out logging. The fundamental conditions that limit the development of the forestry industry are labor and transportation environment - but neither of these two things can be provided by the Beluga Harbor Council."

"They said that if the Storm Division is willing to build roads and build a special wood processing plant nearby...the entire committee is willing to stand with the Storm Division and the Lune family and provide us with priority in supplying wood at a price mutually negotiated by both parties."

"That's the only condition?"

"Only this condition."

“No problem with the oversight we’re asking for?”

"On the contrary, they really hope that we can send a force to station near the forest farm. There are actually many wild beasts living there - I suggest that we send some novice skirmishers there to help them practice their marksmanship."

"No problem, then promise them!"

Anson nodded slightly and exhaled the smoke: "Is there anything else?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fabian's expression suddenly changed.

But he soon returned to normal and calmly put his hands on his back: "Do you still remember the beast slave you brought back before?"

"Are you talking about the natives raised on the farm?" Anson was stunned for a moment:

"Of course I remember, what's wrong?"

"He is dead." Fabian said calmly.

died? !

Anson's pupils shrank suddenly: "How did you die?"

"The specific situation is not very clear, because he was not breathing when he was found, and the body was cold." A flash of self-blame flashed in the corner of Fabian's eyes, and he pursed his lips:

"When we inspected the scene, we found that he was not wearing any clothes. He tore the winter coat we prepared for him into pieces, and all three meals a day were dumped in the corner."

"And he himself was leaning against the wall full of plasma, with his skull broken, looking like...like..."

"It's like he was so desperate that he had no choice but to smash his own head alive!"