Poverty Alleviation Princess

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Seeing the listless look of the people in front of her, Elena poured black tea on her own initiative.

"Come on, this is a new type of black tea popular in London."

The so-called new black tea is to add sour fruits such as lemon, bergamot or citrus to black tea.

It was Jackson who first added bergamot to black tea, which made the brand famous in one fell swoop, and it is still a very famous brand today.Then other businessmen who discovered business opportunities began to imitate it and put all kinds of fruits and flowers in it.

——It became the main exporter of citrus in the Kingdom of Two Sicilies.

In recent years, many of the high-quality citrus produced in the Two Sicilies have been exported to the empire.

The popularity then spread from London to other places, and eventually returned to the Two Sicilies.

"Thank you...it's just that I didn't sleep well last night."

A Yuan rubbed her forehead, in fact, it is not accurate to say that she did not sleep well, but the quality of sleep is not bad.

"Have a nightmare?"

"It's not...it's okay." A Yuan picked up the cup and took a sip of the black tea in the cup.

"I dreamed that I was working." After finishing speaking, he added, "Obviously it's the job I taught, why can't I still not know how to do it?"

"That sounds like a nightmare."

Elena could empathize.

If there is such an elm-like subordinate, it will really make people physically and mentally exhausted when he can't be taught no matter what and it is inconvenient to replace him.

If this scene is also in the dream, especially when it is very busy, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a nightmare.

"If you are tired, it would be better to go back and sleep for a while."

The blond beauty suggested thoughtfully.

"But work..."

Ah Yuan is not sleepy, but it would be nice if he could go back and lie down for a while.

What if the dream comes back again?

She hasn't read the records yet.

Remember to tell them how to make woolen sweaters and incense - this will also give more girls the opportunity to support themselves and their families.

She still remembers how the girls looked when she first met them.

Even if it is one day earlier, even if it can make life better for one more girl.

"It doesn't matter. Now that the factory is on the right track, there is actually no such urgent work need—besides, there are so many subordinates, what's the use of raising them if they are not available at this time?"

Elena showed a beautiful smile like a flower.

This is true.

only……

She glanced at Elena who was smiling like a flower.

I always feel that the atmosphere on Elena's body is weird at this time.

A Yuan explained the matter at work to Elena, then skipped work and went back.

Can the boss's skipping work be called fishing?

That's called self-regulation.

A Yuan soon walked out of the three-story office building—the new headquarters was said to be built, but considering the budget, the construction plan for the new headquarters was postponed... three years later.

The place where the new building is to be built is still a wasteland, and the foundation has not been moved yet.

In fact, Ah Yuan quite likes the current headquarters.

Although it is an old house, the decoration and furniture inside are very new - I heard gossip that the guardians accidentally demolished a lot when they did it before, and simply replaced them all.

There is also a large garden full of flowers.

With meticulous care, the courtyard has flowers blooming in all seasons.

In addition to putting together flower beds of various shapes, the gardener also made many flower walls and flower galleries ingeniously.When the flowers are in full bloom, it is the time when people come and go in pairs.

Wouldn't it be romantic to stroll through the world of flowers with your loved one?

It was sunny outside, even a little dazzling.Ah Yuan who just came out of the room couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

The sky is bright and the lawn is bright...

How can the lawn be bright?

A Yuan took a closer look and found that Giotto was actually sitting on the lawn.The golden hair was extraordinarily golden under the sunlight, and it really looked like it was condensed by the sun.

"Giotto? Why are you here?"

"It is you."

Hearing the sound, Giotto turned his head and smiled.But the smile didn't reach his eyes, it was just a hook at the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Ah Yuan walked over.

It stands to reason that at this time, shouldn't he be reviewing documents in the office, or patrolling the sphere of influence?How can you be so free?

"It's nothing, I just want to bask in the sun suddenly."

Giotto said and moved to the side.

"Do you want to rest together for a while? Don't you think the sun is very good today?"

It's like soaking in warm water, and the coldness in the bones can be dispelled.

He loves it.

——This is the degree to which sun protection is required.

A Yuan actually refused to dryly expose herself to the sun like this, but she still sat next to him after a few seconds.

Although Giotto often skipped work to catch fish, it was the first time he basked in the sun in such a daze.Of course, it is not ruled out that this is actually his little-known hobby.

But what if you are troubled by something or have something you can't think about?

As a friend, and as a foreigner (investor from a foreign land) who has received a lot of care, A Yuan felt that he should sit down.

While waiting for Giotto to speak, she thought about the many unfinished tasks and things to focus on next

Almost all the children she brought have completed basic education and can enter skill classes to learn how to make a living in the future.Among them, Andy is an exceptional one.As mentioned in the report, almost all the teachers praised him for being smart, and he was the smartest student they had ever seen.

Although there may be moisture in it, his excellence is beyond doubt.It would be a pity for such a talent to go to work after only learning a little craft.So A Yuan wondered if he should be sent to continue his studies.If he can really go to university, they can also get a real high-level talent.

In fact, there are some children who are quite good, but they are not as prominent as Andy.

Should another education fund be opened?

Ah Yuan pondered.

Huiye Kingdom's school was built by herself, so the teaching fee for one person is actually not that high.

But the school here has nothing to do with her. Even if her people want to go to university, they can only follow the rules here, take the exam honestly, and pay the tuition honestly.

"Well... what do you think of this place?"

Just when A Yuan was already thinking about what model to use and whether it was necessary to hire an external CEO to take charge of these things, Giotto, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Great."

A Yuan replied without thinking.

"That's it... that's good."

There was a bit of relief in Giotto's tone.

"Why, something went wrong?" A Yuan was keenly aware of his subtle emotional changes, "Don't worry, if you have any problems, you can bring them up and brainstorm together to see how to solve them. Even if you can't solve them now, it's not too late to fix them."

"...No, don't be so nervous." Seeing that A Yuan was about to drag him to a meeting now, Giotto quickly shook his head, "It's not such a serious problem... No, it's just my own problem, right? .”

"Well, it's my business."

He nodded affirmatively, then hesitated for a while before continuing.

"It's just that I feel that Pengo Lie's current appearance is very different from what I imagined. In fact, it can't be said that it is now... In fact, I vaguely felt this way a long time ago, but it was busier then. Time to think about these things.”

He had said this to his younger brother a long time ago, and was severely criticized by his younger brother.

He can't remember what he said at that time, but he still hasn't forgotten the loss and bewilderment.And as time goes on, it gets deeper and deeper -- like an ever-widening hole.

The bigger Vengley's development, the bigger the hole.

Slowly it got to the point where he couldn't even ignore it.

Originally established to protect important people and hometowns, Vengley has become one of the many forces that are constantly fighting.From the previous forced counterattack to the current active attack.

It's not that he doesn't know that these 'attacks' are things that must be carried out for the better development of Pengelie-after all, whether it is a port or a major transportation route, they are all places they must compete for.

If they don't fight, others can occupy this place and choke the lifeline of their development.

But contention comes with fighting.

And where there is fighting, there is killing, and there is death.

The people who originally wanted to protect lost their lives because of this.They have also taken the lives of others time and time again.

Every time he thinks about this, every time he sees those beings turned into a name or a number on paper, he feels the hole in his heart grow bigger.

He never thought that such a day would come.

But with the expansion of Vengley, it has now become a behemoth in the eyes of others.Even if it is him, it is impossible to stop this Vengley's footsteps.

Although inspired by the eldest lady in front of him, he solved many possible future battles by using a small number of elites as mercenaries to disrupt the combat effectiveness of other forces, but...

It is impossible for Vengley, who has become different, to return to the beginning.

He is well aware of this.

Especially recently because of the appearance of such strange 'living dead' weapons, people around are discussing to increase combat power and buy more and more advanced weapons.

He shuddered when he thought that Pengo Lie might become the same as those forces that oppressed his hometown in the future.

Waves of cold air emerged from the bones, and finally permeated the whole body.

So he ran out to bask in the sun in a daze.

He wanted to dispel the cold that made his limbs stiff through the sun.

"It would be great if there was no fighting."

No killings, no strange undead soldiers... Just as he imagined, it would be great to take the lead in withdrawing troops and not fighting.

"That is impossible."

Hearing his words, A Yuan spoke again without thinking.

Not to mention the pursuit of peace.

Pursuit without combat... which may really only be possible in fairy tales.

The author has something to say: The tea merchant’s story comes from Baidu Tieba =-= I don’t know if it’s true or not.

In a sense, Giotto is as ideal as Madara.

It's the type(?)

Of course, it is more likely to be limited by factors such as knowledge, time, and vision.

It is necessary for a bald to open the door of the world (?) to them (...)