Kiajan walked at the end, dejected, and everyone deliberately drew a long distance from him - after all, Jews were not so popular at that time, and he had just been expelled from the mercenary Corps.

Keayan himself walked very slowly and turned back three steps at a time. He was pitifully hoping that Chechen could think of his kindness again, and changed his mind to call him back and entrust him with an important task. After all, such a kind Master, keayan hopes to continue to serve him.

Unfortunately, the door didn\'t open again.

Just now, it was said that everyone deliberately opened a long distance from kiajan. Of course, there are exceptions.

When kiajan came to a corner, a big hand suddenly pulled kiajan into a room.

At that moment, kiayan\'s eyes showed extreme panic.

He thought it was bachit who was not angry. Chechen gave him a slight punishment and wanted to "beat him first and then cut him off" - beat him first and then kill him.

"Deputy commander bachit, this is still commander Chechen\'s castle. If you dare to touch me, the commander will not let you go."

In the dark, kiajan threatened so with a trembling voice.

He tried to make bachit scruple - of course, he knew that with bachit\'s Samson like strength, it was as easy to break his neck as to break a baby\'s arm. I\'m afraid I didn\'t even have time to shout for help.

"It\'s me. What\'s my name?"

When kiajan heard Pedro\'s voice, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was still half a breath, because he was worried that Pedro was going to find him to burn down the manor.

"Deputy Colonel Pedro, I will compensate you for the burned manor," kiajan said timidly. Kiah hung his bow like a shrimp, and his bamboo arm protected his face and head. It was obvious that he was afraid that Pedro would hit him.

Looking at keayan\'s poor posture, Pedro was both angry and funny. But he stopped kiajan not for the manor.

"Of course, of course. There is no doubt about the compensation. But kiajan, I\'m not looking for you for this, it\'s for something else," said Pedro.

Hearing that Pedro said he didn\'t come to beat himself, kiajan finally put down his hand in his face.

"Deputy Colonel Pedro. No, my benefactor and protector, what can I do for you?" kiajan smiled.

Pedro curled his lips. He looked down at keayan and lamented that these Jews changed their faces faster than turning a book.

Do you know that this is the face and mentality of the Jews who have lost their homes in the Middle East and wandered around the world, and their ability to adapt to changes.

Pedro said to kiajan, "I won\'t beat around the bush with you. I ask you, how much money and time will it take to build vidava into a profitable territory for our uncle and nephew?"

"That\'s what you asked me," Kian thought.

Although keayan is no longer in charge of vidava, he is willing to plan for uncle and nephew Chechen for his kindness to him - moreover, he also has an opportunity to show his talent again. Maybe Pedro will change his mind and hire himself again.

"My benefactor, protector." kiajan said, "I\'m honest with you. You haven\'t returned to vidava. After this riot, the original farmers of vidava have run a lot, and the manor I built for you and head Cherchen has been burned into a white land. If you want to rebuild these, it won\'t take a few months and thousands of tales."

After hearing kiajan\'s words, Pedro\'s face twitched a few times.

After a while, he asked kiajan, "what about profits?"

Kiajan asked in an uncertain whisper, "master, what do you mean by profit?"

"Of course, vidava\'s output is used to supply the mercenary regiment," said Pedro impatiently. He felt that kiajan\'s question was nonsense.

After listening to Pedro\'s words, kiajan bowed his head and meditated. Soon, he raised his head.

"My benefactor, protector," kiajan said carefully, "if you want to rely on vidava to support the whole mercenary regiment, I\'m not afraid to annoy you. It\'s impossible. Land like vidava is at most to feed those people brought by bachit. No matter how much, it must go bankrupt."

Pedro was silent. He knew kiajan was telling the truth. Because Pedro had the same problem, Ingrid, the Quartermaster of the mercenary regiment, her conclusion was exactly the same as kiajan. However, Ingrid is more pessimistic. She believes that vidava is expected to make ends meet in ten years.

So more than ten minutes passed.

Because Pedro didn\'t speak, Kiah was neither moving nor motionless. He could only look at Pedro\'s face nervously.

"All right."

Finally, Pedro sighed. He hooked kiajan\'s neck and pulled him closer.

"Kiajan, I believe you should know that our uncle and nephew went to Crimea and made a small fortune. Tell me, what profitable business is there in Poland besides buying granges?"

"Master, do you want to invest?"

"Yes, it\'s investment," said Pedro. "What do you think of my idea of opening some factories in big cities such as Lvov?"

The idea of investing came after Cherchen and Pedro left Crimea. They have earned less than one tenth of the wealth of ordinary people in Crimea, even if they have earned less than one tenth in ten lives, but these wealth can\'t lie in the box and eat ash. When he arrived in Silesia, Chechen mentioned to Pedro that he was thinking about how to save a sum of money for these spendthrift mercenaries, so that they could live a full life after their disability and retirement.

At first, Chechen\'s idea was to deposit money in the bank to earn interest.

The earliest public bank in the West was Naples bank, which was established in 1552. Then, banks sprung up in Genoa in 1586, Venice in 1587, Milan in 1593, Rome in 1605, Amsterdam in 1609 and Hamburg in 1619.

In the era of Cherchen, lending and deposit service is common. In his hometown Barcelona, Spain, there have long been public banks operating savings and loans.

After listening to Chechen\'s idea, Pedro was also deeply convinced. However, his ideas were different. He thought that instead of saving his money in the bank, he might as well buy more farms and live on rent - this was also the common idea of the nobility at that time.

Especially now, Poland is in the period of war. There are many land abandoned because of the war, and the land price has fallen to the price of cabbage.

But there is a very real problem here: because of the war, the land in those war zones can not be cultivated. Now the money invested in the land will not be profitable for at least a few years after the end of the war. In order to support the mercenary regiment, Cherchen must have projects that can make profits in recent years.

So Chechen and Pedro thought of investing in the factory again. That\'s why Pedro asked kiajan "what\'s the idea of opening some factories in big cities such as Lvov".

Therefore, Pedro said he didn\'t circle with kiajan. In fact, he still circled a lot before asking kiajan the questions he really wanted to ask.

For the idea of Cherchen and Pedro opening factories, kiajan also gave a negative opinion.

The reason he gave is that poles worship foreign countries and do not like to buy their own products.

Kiajan said, "my master, don\'t believe me. You can see from one thing. Where is our supreme king? He is not polish or Lithuanian, but Swedish. And the last term, the last term, were all Swedes."

Pedro pondered over kiajan\'s words, as if it were true.

But kiajan said that although it is realistic, the real reason why poles don\'t buy their own products is not that they are unpatriotic, but that most people can\'t afford it at all.

After the price revolution, the nobles squeezed the farmers, and the farmers became poorer and poorer. They couldn\'t eat any food, let alone buy all kinds of handmade products, which in turn caused a great blow to the urban handcraft industry. There is no market for alcohol, woolen, furniture, leather products and all kinds of small products, and the economy of small and medium-sized cities is gradually declining. The great nobles of Poland relied on their own privileges and wealth to buy a large number of handicraft enterprises, and then used cheaper serfs to replace wage labor. The direct consequence was that a large number of enterprises could not compete with them at all, resulting in production stagnation or even bankruptcy, so that the citizen class had no purchasing power. In the end, only a small number of rich nobles are left with real purchasing power.

It\'s said that opening a factory doesn\'t make money. Pedro is like a vented ball.

"You go down first." Pedro waved.