The person Bao Bo is most grateful to now is Princess Lucia.

He no longer dared to see Gongsun Murong.

In fact, what he didn't know was that Gongsun Murong didn't want to kick him to death. Kellysel's kick was too heavy before. There was a lot of blood in his lungs and stomach. Gongsun Murong helped him to melt and kick him out bit by bit.

Gongsun Murong had already discovered that Lucia was coming, and there was another person he didn't know. This person was very concerned about Bao Bo, but he didn't dare to speak out.

So why not let Princess Lucia sell her favors?

But except for Narasha, others didn't know that Gongsun Murong Zhen planned to kick Bao Bo to death one by one.

Gongsun Murong turned his head and looked at Derek, who spoke first.

"There will not be another time. Please believe us. We are here to joke. You think, is the existence of the slums hindering the prosperity of the royal city? Is it? As a noble child, we have never found a good way to know that you and Miss Narasha appeared.

You two have pointed out the way for us in the future. You two are illuminating the road for the trekking ships like a lighthouse, and those who are rushing for the night like stars in the sky... like warm sunshine... like gurgling water and towering green mountains... that flowing clouds..."

Derek praised him vigorously, but in fact he was not afraid anymore because he didn't feel palpitations, unlike before when he was on the spaceship, he always had a sudden hair.

He is just showing goodwill.

He only heard last night that the Grand Duke had to cooperate with them, and some poultry that had no food to be eaten can also be made into delicious food, which gave the business people an extra way to make money and gave the public an additional food choice.

Now he knew that it was actually the method provided by Gongsun Murong and Narasha. Since he could not kill each other directly, why not cooperate temporarily?

"Lucia, I won't get along with you. You just hid next to you and didn't come out to help. When Brother Murong wants to promote justice, you come out to stop him. Humph!" Narasha pouted unhappily.

"No, no, Narasha, you have to believe your good friend Lucia. Lucia knows they can't beat you." Lucia flew over anxiously and whispered in Narasha's ear: "Actually, Narasha, you can kill them all by yourself, I firmly believe."

"Okay okay, don't say to my ear, I'm itchy, I'll treat you to spicy hot pot today. Brother Murong compared a lot of ingredients to make it."

Narasha immediately forgot what she said just now, and introduced various stories for Lucia to choose.

Lucia was indeed interested, so she chose four skewers of meat, two skewers of vegetable leaves, and four skewers of bean peel, and cooked them separately in two colors of soup.

Narasha remembered what happened in front of the college, glanced at the nobles' children and asked, "Don't they eat it? It's very cheap. She has ten vegetarian copper plates and twenty vegetarian copper plates, and dipped them in sesame oil, spicy oil, and sesame sauce and silver coin."

Then he remembered something and said, "Oh, eating this thing can cure vomiting blood."

Moses, who was responsible for protecting his master, was the first to believe it.

The people from Bao Bo's family didn't believe it, but he still picked up the young master and came over, took out ten gold coins, and said that they would treat everyone to eat, so there was no need to get the change back.

Narasha gave Bao Bo a bunch of duck blood: "Eat it, replenish whatever you eat. Under the guidance of the God of Art, the omnipresent light elves in the world, please listen to my call - Healing Glory, look, okay!"

The nobles were stunned.

The children of the aristocrats who were deceived now hate Bao Bo and Derek.

Didn’t you two say that the other party has no identity? Didn’t you say that they made some money in the countryside and came here to get their identities?

But from the previous conversation between you, I found that this may be the newly-becoming viscount, and now it has confirmed the other party's identity, the genius magician Narasha.

Bao Bo looked listless, and his physical injuries were instantly cured, but what should he do if his psychological injuries were hurt? It's embarrassing. The children of the dignified Earl family bullied others but did not bully them. They were bullied and could not survive.

Adventurers nearby shook their heads when they saw Bao Bo's appearance.

They knew what Bao Bo was thinking, but what was this? The nobles had little experience and did not understand the value of life. No one cared about the lost life. Only by living can there be hope.

Are you afraid of others laughing at me? When struggling in the desert, those who laugh at me always die the fastest.

Thanks to his master who is not such a nobleman, his master knows how to make choices, knows to face each other with a smile when selling water, and knows to take a small step when the other party shows hostility, although there are always adventurers who regard this as weakness and then pay the price of their lives.

His master also understands how to expose part of his strength and under what circumstances he will pay for his benefits.

More importantly, his master is strong enough.

Poor Bao Bo has never experienced it and has no strength.

I really should take the nobles of the royal city to travel to the desert for a few months, and I believe that their hearts will become tenacious and mature.

The children of the nobles did not know the adventurers' attitude towards life. They only thought that the spicy hot pot was really delicious. What was in the boiling water? Put any thing in it, and even if you don't dip it in other seasonings, you will think it tastes good.

They would never have imagined that the place where Gongsun Murong family inherited was the most fresh in the world, not sashimi or other seafood, but soup, which seemed the simplest way to make ingredient. Soup can be made in that place, as clear as water and contains thousands of them.

Gongsun Murong's current skills are not even considered a superficial one. He can make the meals extremely touched by his soul.

This is the foundation of the Gongsun Murong race.

However, the fur is enough to deal with the nobles in the royal city. They found that if they eat one bite and don’t continue to eat, they will lose something, making people feel empty, whether it is spicy or fresh.

Only by eating constantly can you enjoy it.

The intelligent and agile Princess Lucia first reacted and asked, "Narasha, why don't I want to stop? It's so uncomfortable to eat too much spicy food."

"No, Brother Murong's things are not uncomfortable. You eat spicy food, but other things are placed in it to protect your throat and stomach. If you eat hard, your throat will not hurt, and you will not hurt your stomach. You look like a soup, but it is actually prepared according to medicine, and the best way to attack is.

Just like the meat made by Brother Murong, it is fat but not greasy, thin but not tidy, spicy but not spicy, tough but not blocked, cool but not cold, hot but not hot, fresh but not fishy, ​​thick but not mixed. This is the basic skill of Brother Murong and others. Yes, you can become a disciple if you learn it well."

Narasha is very proud of her brother Murong. She feels that Brother Murong is more handsome when handling food than when killing people, and that kind of concentration is charming.

Lucia opened her mouth slightly, and she was hit by another civilization. She envied Narasha. Narasha must eat it every day and then sell it. How can she sell it? She should keep it and eat it secretly without telling others.

Lucia frowned: "Narasha, your family will build a big house in the future, right?"

"Yeah!" Narasha nodded: "My brother Murong and I want to build this slum area into a six-story house. With some people moved out, we can leave at least half of the place, 0.8 square kilometers. In other words, it is 800,000 square meters of land space.

The people they left behind had large rooms and wide streets. We could build a small manor in the city with 800,000 square meters long and 800 meters wide.

However, my brother decided that we only need to build a manor that is 500 meters wide and 800 meters long, and the remaining part will be left to increase lighting for the residents here, and some will be built into shops facing the street."

This kind of urban planning problem obviously stumped Lucia, even though she was a magic genius, she had been receiving court education.

She is still confused about how to convert the area.

She was very depressed and thought she was very ignorant. How could a slum area feel like a paradise built in a fairy tale?

"Where did you learn, can you teach me? Lucia is your best partner. Lucia is going to school with you this year and is in the same class."

Lucia felt a sense of crisis and pulled Narasha to let her teach herself some knowledge.

"Okay, I will tell you, Grandpa Butler said that urban residential area planning only requires two things to do well, one is the labor opportunity for residents, and the other is the social assistance supply. Doing these two things will be successful. I will tell you slowly in the future. If it really doesn't work, I will ask Brother Murong."

Narasha said purposefully to Lucia that the slums cover too much area, which totals more than 400 square kilometers.

This is a royal city, what kind of slums do you want? In total, it is a 20-kilometer by 20-kilometer area. It is a pity that there are only shanty towns in such a large area.

The nobles didn't care, the poor had no money, and the merchants put their minds elsewhere.

It is the difference in social development awareness, and it is the gap in building materials technology.

Narasha's purpose is to guide Lucia to do things.

Gongsun Murong and she studied that the main problem facing the Grand Duke now is the issue of distribution of interests, not the issue of whether the regime is stable.

In other words, the force that the Grand Duke possessed was enough to support his status, but he did not want to solve everything through killing, and was afraid of causing turmoil.

Then it is obvious that the butler can only say that there are three aspects that affect the regime, one is force, one is faith, and the other is economy.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha will not provide them directly, nor can they provide them. The faith is even more distant, and it takes too long. It will not work without ten or twenty years.

So you have to start from the economy and change the economic income of a region, which will affect the economic income of other regions. Whether it is an increase or decrease, you cannot resist it unless you do not allow a region to change.

It is difficult to change a fixed area, and it is easy to change a slum area. The simple thing the poor need is money, or things that money can buy, housing, education, and medical care.

Then there will be labor income issues in slums, so a labor-intensive industry will inevitably be needed, such as making soy products, and making unique flavor pickles.

The intelligent butler gave systematic things before the energy was exhausted, and even recorded them to give the young master time to learn and use them according to the actual situation.

The intelligent butler completed its mission, so Gongsun Murong and Narasha knew what to do.

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