The days of eating soft rice in London

"Boss, if there are no accidents, the thesis of the Sir in London will be published at the beginning of next month." Grant made a daily work report to Louis.

"What does Parliament say?" asked the gentleman.

"They are also going to adopt the method proposed by Jazz." Grant did not say the specific method, but only used the method of reference.After all, there are Mr. Sauron and Mr. Adrian here, so it is inevitable to avoid suspicion.

Louis nodded, "Very good."

"Boss, what do you think about this?"

"Investment," Louis cut open the cherry tomatoes on the plate with a knife and fork, and continued, "Use the money you got from the war."

"The money? Do you mean some of it?"

"All." Corrected the gentleman.

"All!?" Grant put down the knife and fork in his hand, his eyes widened, expressing his incomprehension: "I'm sorry, I'm not questioning your decision, but I still want to ask why you did this?"

"You know how huge that profit is. Now that we're splitting up the rest of the benefits from the war among others, I thought you meant to stop completely and let those people go about their business, They will be responsible for all the subsequent threats. But now, why did you decide to invest the money..."

Lewis explained: "War money, there is no guarantee."

"What are you talking about?" Sauron raised his head from the steak in front of him. He asked curiously, "What investment? What happened to the war money?"

Oscar also didn't understand what they were talking about, but he just focused on eating the food in front of him - that was not his thing to worry about.

"Yes, all of it." Louis didn't mind telling Sauron his plan, and he quickly made a decision: "Just as Sir said, use all the money to build the city's sewers."

"The sewers in all of London!?" Sauron was also taken aback, with a look of shock on his face, while Grant on the side was taken aback by his exaggerated reaction.

"Excuse me, let me ask first," he then turned to Grant and asked, "What is the sewer?"

Grant was ashamed and patiently explained to him.

In all households in the UK, there is something similar to the kitchen drain pipe. This kind of pipe is used to discharge sewage. As long as every household builds an indoor toilet, their own waste can also be discharged underground through there, through pipes. to the sea.

Oscar lowered his eyes, not showing much curiosity.But he was thinking in his heart, yes, my aunt always quarreled with people because of the smell of this pipe.

"Are you crazy? That's a huge project." Sauron carefully analyzed with Louis, "All the money you got will be used up here."

"I understand," said the gentleman noncommittally, "but I need the support of the government."

"Support?" Sauron thought that Louis was in some trouble, "Then should I invest with you? Monopoly?"

"Yes." The gentleman agreed generously, "You can inform your father."

"You can always trust him," said Grant, looking at Mr. Sauron with equal certainty.

The matter was quickly arranged.At the same time, the parliament also finalized the resolution.The city's sewer system immediately began to be constructed in an orderly manner. As soon as those poor people were notified, they had to send out a labor force from each household.The government will distribute face masks for them, and then ask these residents to bring their own carts, set off from their homes, and go to the Thames River for voluntary labor.

At the end of lunch, the gentleman left Grant.He first sent Oscar back to his room, and then returned.The little assistant patiently waited for the boss to arrange important tasks for him. He thought that Mr. Louis would explain this investment task, but he didn't expect the boss to ask him: "How should I wash the sheets?"

"What?" The little assistant repeated to make sure he heard correctly.

"I said, how do I wash the sheets?" The gentleman's serious expression put him under a lot of pressure.

The little assistant thought for a while, and answered him: "This... just soak the sheets in water, use some soap, and rub the dirty things on the sheets vigorously, and that's it."

The gentleman thought about it for a while. He had never washed anything himself.

Grant thoughtfully suggested: "Perhaps, you can entrust this kind of work to the maid?"

"No need, Oscar will never agree." The gentleman nodded, "I understand, it's all right, Grant, you can go back."

"Okay... sir..."

Grant went back the same way in the carriage, and he seemed to understand something.

Misfortunes never come singly, as they always do.The scourge of cholera has not been eliminated, but the alarm of war has sounded again.Government officials not only called for labor to clean up the Thames, but also demanded that each region must meet the number of conscription targets.This is really unconscionable!The British people have no complaints about cleaning up the Thames, they have suffered from the disaster for a long time.

Conscription is available!

Just for a war that has nothing to do with Britain, just for the balance of power in Europe for hundreds of years, when young men should leave home to join the army and do some nosy things with other countries!But bear the unknown, may lose their lives in danger!They complained a lot and were absolutely unwilling to compromise with the government's policy. The government had no choice but to lower the quota, arresting criminals serving sentences in prisons, as well as citizens who had been recorded in the previous few months to join the army.Unfortunately, Sir Morris, who was in prison for a week at the time, was among them.

Oscar's uncle, too, had volunteered to join the army, unlike those criminals.For losing a woman, even a loud and stingy one, in that tedious witch-seeking affair--other than that, she hadn't done anything outrageous after all, old Burton had to live alone, The day-to-day labor in the coal mine made him feel suffocated and painful, so he had the idea of ​​joining the army.Old Burton thought so, he might be able to live a different life, what the hell, as long as it wasn't like this, it would be fine if he died on the battlefield.

A conscription campaign was finally over, but the number of recruits was still far from enough. These strong men—of course, there were also old and weak mixed in, all of them were sent abroad by the government to participate in the war in distant Turkey.

What lies before them may be a dead end with no future in sight.For those who have long been overwhelmed, perhaps, it will be a way to turn around and make a comeback.

The next morning.

Sauron: "I'm going back, everyone. My dad asked me to oversee the work and learn something from you, but I don't think I may have the honor. This place is good, Louis, and I thank you for your hospitality. That's it If I continue to listen to this at night, my bachelor may not be able to bear it."

Grant: "Boss, then I have to say goodbye. Thank you for the vacation you mentioned a few days ago. I take back the previous sentence of choosing a job. After thinking about it carefully, I decided to follow your advice. The investment task has been completed. , if you have any questions about washing sheets, you can call me anytime."

Hearing this, the blond young man glanced suspiciously at the man beside him, but the man remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard anything.

After sending them away, Oscar turned around and asked the man, "Wash the sheets? Yesterday you soaked yourself in water and tore that sheet? Why did you ask your assistant for this?"

The other party's beautiful blue eyes narrowed slightly, looking at him with a look full of teasing.

"No." The gentleman denied it with a cold face, and strode into the door.

The tail of spring has arrived in a blink of an eye.

The gray city of London is slowly returning to its former colors. The women in the residential area will no longer pile up their feces on the Thames, and the boatmen will no longer have to worry about something disgusting when they pass under the bridge. He fell over and slammed it on his own head.

Grant had checked some relevant information before this, and he couldn't believe it.As early as the reign of Elizabeth I, a jazz who was very favored by the queen had invented the earliest flush toilet in the world, but this was only the exclusive product of the queen, and it was not popularized to every household, and the people could not afford the expensive construction of the city. Sewer bills - their taxes are high enough.

It is amazing how well the ancient early nations of the world have dealt with the pollution problem.For example, the public toilets of the Romans, the underground waterways of Atlantis, an ancient country that disappeared, and the open-air toilets of eastern countries, regardless of whether they are beautiful or advanced, they can greatly and practically solve the most serious problems. Basic Physiological Questions.In this world, there has never been such an outbreak of feces accumulating cities. No country will be like the British Empire. It clearly entered the era of the industrial revolution at the earliest, sitting on countless colonies and gold, but still holding Wooden barrels solve the most basic defecation problems.

Louis came to the aid of Sir Bazegelt immediately after the cholera outbreak.This old-fashioned gentleman, who was praised by the whole British people for a while, was able to observe and emulate all over the world, and also established a biological research laboratory to conduct scientific research on cholera.Until the end of the cholera, people learned from the interviews with Jazz that the one who supported him in doing all this was Mr. Louis Morris, who was rumored to be wealthy...

Sauron, far in the south, was eating breakfast. He read today's newspaper headlines and suddenly shivered all over his body.

This ruthless gentleman, this shrewd businessman, had already made all premeditated plans and plans when the cholera first broke out, or in other words, he had foreseen the construction and development of the city as early as then.He aided talents, searched for methods, supplied munitions, made a lot of war fortune, and then transferred the opportunity to make war fortune to others. Finally, he devoted all his wealth to the construction of urban sewers to obtain the huge benefits obtained in the process of urban development. All the opportunities to make money from the war were generously given to his peers, so he no longer had to bear the risk of success or failure in the war, and then devoted himself to the absolutely stable income—the construction of sewers. The crowding out mentality of the top industry can also get rid of the notoriety of arms dealers, and then get the praise of the people, and then the favor of the royal family.

All kinds of things will make his future career more smooth and smooth.Sauron couldn't help but wonder, was it because of his humanitarian feelings?No, then he would not be an arms dealer.So what is his most essential motivation as a businessman?No, how can he combine natural disasters, man-made disasters, investment prospects, and government decisions to make such a precise decision?

There never seems to be an answer to this...

Grant's words "You can always trust him" rang in your ears again. Yes, as long as he stands there, you will feel that he will never be defeated.

"Father." Sauron suddenly raised his head and called to Winston who was sitting opposite him, his eyes were unusually bright.

"Let's buy some shares in the London Underground."

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