[Chapter 74 West Wind Waterworks]

Robb’s eyes lit up when he heard the mayor’s proposal, and he couldn’t help laughing: “Yo, the townspeople are quite smart. Not long after I passed on the tap water technology to you, they came up with this plan on their own.”

The mayor smiled and said: “This is all thanks to the priest. You taught the townspeople this trick, and everyone thought of this method.”

Robb smiled: “The plan of concentrating on building a large water tower, of course. It is possible, and it is a better solution than building a water tower for each household. However, you, the mayor of the town, must also prevent one monk from carrying water, two monks carrying water, and three monks not drinking water. The problem of drinking water.” The

mayor couldn’t understand: “Ah? What monks don’t have water to drink?”

Robb had to put it simply: “That is to say, the strength of the collective is sometimes not as strong as the strength of one person, because everyone If you want to be lazy. At this time, you must set up a special group and pay them to maintain the huge water tower and the water supply for the whole town.” The

mayor suddenly realized: “Yes, yes, there is indeed such a problem. Robb said with a smile: ”

And who will pay for this group? Which company uses more water and which company uses less water, and I can’t tell who should pay how much? I still don’t know.

” Chang: “…”

Robb knows that it is impossible to make a water meter in this era, and it is impossible to use magic. Therefore, the plan mentioned by the mayor cannot be completed by raising funds. Must be bullshit.

He reached out and tapped lightly on the stone table, then said with a smile: “That’s good, I will pay for the construction cost of the giant water tower, and I will pay for the person who manages this water tower. . And the residents who use the tap water provided by the huge water tower, just pay me the corresponding monthly payment. Those who use more water pay more, and those who use less water pay less. As for who uses more and who uses less, let They count themselves, anyway, the God of Light is watching them in the sky, I think they dare to fool the God of Light.”

Hearing this, the mayor couldn’t help but move slightly, and suddenly realized that Father Robert’s move was a bit like doing business. If this business is done well, it might be quite profitable.

Robb said with a smile: “Mr. Mayor, I see your expression, you seem to be very interested?” The

mayor smiled and said, “I am indeed a little interested.”

“Then I will not take the lead in doing this, you Let’s do it.” Robb laughed: “I’m too lazy to do such a troublesome thing.” The

mayor was overjoyed, Father Robert taught me a profitable business, hahaha, great When I go back, I quickly ask workers to build a giant water tower, and then let the servants at home manage the water tower, and then I can collect money from the townspeople every month.

The mayor is gone, and he is leaving with a dream of making a fortune.

It was very interesting for Robb to look at his back. It is estimated that it will not be long before the “West Wind Water Works” will be launched. However, there is no water meter in this era, mayor brother, you are going to lose money in this business. There will always be some townspeople who like to be petty and cheap. If you use a ton of water, they will tell you that they only use a bucket. Fa like me to bring out the god of light to scare them away from lying.

But forget it, it has nothing to do with Robb whether the mayor loses money or not.

He retracted his reverie, and his eyes followed, and saw Lilian wearing white silk standing on the field next to him, her long and straight legs pulled by the stockings blinding Robb’s eyes, but she looked at the turned field, He frowned cutely.

Robb waved at Lillian: “Lillian, what are you doing there frowning?”

Lillian said: “It’s already August, I think it’s almost time to plant autumn potatoes, but…but master Get me this sock is white, it’s not very convenient to work in the field…”

Robb smiled: “Then don’t work! I just need this field to be empty, waiting for the adventurer trio to get it. Bring back the beets, and we’re going to use this field to grow beets. You plant a bunch of potatoes now, and you’ll have to dig them out when I want to grow beets.”

“However, if I don’t do something, I always feel lazy.” Lilian thought for a while: “Okay, then I’ll weave some spider silk cloth. The dwarf businessman said that he will buy a lot of this next time he comes. We’ve grown silk stockings, but we haven’t made a few of them yet.”

Robb’s family has four human pasta spiders, and the speed of spitting spider silk is actually quite fast. Spider silk was produced at the stop, but Lillian was the only maid in Robb’s family. She was responsible for both weaving and sewing the cloth into stockings. It was actually quite hard to do this alone.

Therefore, the first batch of stockings produced very little, only eight pairs, all of which have been bought by the traveling merchants just now.

Seeing the eight shiny gold coins, Lillian felt that she should work harder and make more socks to sell for money to support her family.

Robb smiled and said, “How many pairs of stockings can you make by yourself? As far as I know, there are too many spider silks to use, right? You can’t knit them at all.”

Lillian embarrassedly said: “Yes , it’s because I’m not capable enough. If the master doesn’t give me that thing called ‘Pufu’, the speed of my weaving will never keep up with the speed of spider spinning.”

“It’s Buff, not Puff!” Robb said, “Me too. It’s impossible to give you a buff every time I see you weaving. After all, some things depend on your hands, not magic all the time. Forget it, don’t mess around, go to town and ask the kind of idler Women at home, are you interested in helping me weave and sew silk stockings? I will pay them the wages. You are responsible for instructing them how to make silk stockings! When Propo buys a new maid for our family, there is no need to do any more. Ask someone outside to do it.”

Lilian took the order and left, and it didn’t take long before she brought back four women.

These women knew Robb, and Robb knew them, and they had all come to confess to him.

They saluted Robb and followed Lillian into the spider’s room, where they worked.

This time, the speed of weaving has greatly increased. It is no longer that Lillian can’t keep up with the speed of spider spinning, but that the speed of spider spinning can’t keep up with the speed of women’s weaving.

Robb estimates that the productivity of this kind of stockings should be the limit in this place. After all, the silk spun by the four spiders is limited, and can only be supplied in small batches in the future.

Unexpectedly, that night, one of the pasta man-eating spiders actually laid eggs, and, if not, there are hundreds of eggs in his life. The women screamed.

[End of This Chapter]