Edward felt at this time that he was almost the richest person in the whole of England, even in the continent of Europe, except for the church, of course.
And that money can be consumed by the country in just one war.
According to statistics, Henry VIII spent huge sums of money in France and Scotland during the ~ years, even triggering local rebellions in England.
So Edward was too happy too soon, governing a country is not that simple.
The role of money at this time is incomparable, he that is, can redeem a life for you in the war you, and can make a despicable merchant into a nobleman, and can bring a dying country back to life.
And without money, even if you are an aristocrat, you can be more despicable than a merchant; and even a country with a wise ruler and a wise minister can perish in a moment.
So Charles I of the Stuart dynasty was guillotined because of money; Louis XVI of the French Bourbon dynasty not only guillotined himself, but his family as well.
So money was an original sin and the greatest pursuit of a European's life at that time.
Edward stopped masturbating and started thinking about how to spend the money.
Keep the tavern open? No! The whole of England already meets the market demand, any more would be more than enough. How about opening taverns in Europe! Good idea. Let's do it!
Hahaha! Edward was so proud of his idea. Forgive the naivety of a college student starting a business!
And so on! I could learn from the Taiping period and adopt orphans to build strength.
Edward decides to adopt orphans to develop his true power.
Edward also decided to do this because of the social situation at the time.
The period of the century was a period of population explosion throughout the British Isles.
The population of Wales rose from 10,000 in the year to 10,000 in the year; that of Scotland and Ireland also reached 10,000 in the year; and that of England rose from 10,000 in the year to 10,000 in the year.
can, the population of the whole of England has grown explosively, and this is the main reason for the immigration from North America.
The population of England at that time was characterized by the fact that young people and infants under the age of thirty-eight percent of the total population. In order to feed this incapacitated population, the pressure on poor families with little land was unbearable.
So these families were thus uprooted from their homes and went begging, becoming one of the army of displaced persons.
So having a lot of kids is a hardship!
At that time, orphans accounted for almost one-fifth of the underage population, and the homeless orphans, in particular, had become the biggest social problem in England.
The next day, just after waking up, Edward hastily recruited Guyham, the first Thousandth Man of the Darkblade.
And Guy had changed into his own fancy clothes given to him by Edward, trimmed his disheveled hair, and the whole thing looked like a middle-aged handsome man.
"Your Majesty! Your loyal defender Guy Ham has come to pay his respects!" Only Guy saluted Edward politely.
"Grace! Guy you haven't dined yet! Join us!" Edward said with affability.
"This! This! Is it okay?" Guy was quite a bit at a loss for words, after all, this was his first time eating with a nobleman, especially Edward, the biggest nobleman in England.
"Of course, my dear sir!" Edward replied.
"Please! Mr. Ham!" At that moment Luna pulled back her chair in time to invite.
Guy sat stiffly on all fours in his chair, his hands swinging involuntarily while his eyes looked around curiously, unable to stop marveling at the dishes on the long table.
Roast goose with a golden glow, snow-white bread, black and red fish sauce, an appetizing looking unknown roast pig, a rosy steak, a bottle of red wine from Orleans, France ...
None of this made Guy salivate and fill his mouth so much that he forgot to lay his hands on it.
"Guy! Why are you gawking! Get ready!" "Yes, Your Majesty!" Guy responded hurriedly as if he had been awakened.
Of course, as usual, the meal is preceded by a prayer to God, his old man.
Prayer didn't take long, and neither did the meal, mainly because Lord Ham, who had just become a Thousandth Husbandman, ate really fast. In less than ten minutes, the roast goose and half a roast suckling pig were finished, and Edward was also affected to spend minutes eating three pieces of bread and half a roast goose.
After breakfast, Edward took Guy to the den to begin the first mission since the Darkblade's inception.
Edward sat down in a chair next to the desk, his back leaning against a large bookshelf used for pretentiousness, with an array of books of all kinds that dazzled Guy's eyes.
As the century went on, printing gradually trickled out, and the price of books continued to fall, but it was unlikely to be affordable to a poor man like Guy, even in his gentlemanly days before he went bankrupt, and at best he could only afford a few books.
Guy stood respectfully in front of Edward, making a show of washing his ears.
Edward enjoyed Guy's respect immensely and cleared his throat, "Guy, I'm going to give you a task now, and you must do it to the best of your ability!"
Seeing Edward's rare solemn look, Guy had to follow suit and hit the ground running.
"Now, in addition to recruiting people for expansion, you go all out to adopt orphans, male or female, I want them all! Try to take those under the age of years!" Edward added, fearing that Guy would not make an effort.
"This is a test for you and Darkblade to come for the first time, don't let me down, there will be consequences!" Guy's brain echoed Edward's words along the way as he walked into David's Restaurant, which was a restaurant, rather than a food stall, located in the western suburbs of London.
David's Restaurant is located in the western suburbs of London, adjacent to the River Thames, businessmen from all walks of life and travelers in a hurry use this as a supply point to rest their feet, so the foot traffic is extremely wide, and it's still good to be the temporary headquarters of the Dark Angels.
"HI! Mr. Ham!" Jack, the waiter who was busy entertaining the guests on the side, didn't forget to greet Guy, and Jack had a feeling that Mr. Hamm was a big shot.
For one day he had secretly seen that Boss Robert, who was not even tight-fisted with his lordship, nodding to Mr. Ham in a box, so he vouched, with his thirteen years' experience of reading people, that Mr. Ham must be a big shot.
Jack hoped that he had made a good impression in Mr. Hamm's eyes, and that in the future it might be a chance to change his fortunes.