Chapter 1313 The size of the capital

How short of money was Napoleon Bonaparte?

For example, the reason why the French people rioted and stormed the Bastille in 1789 was because Louis XVI imposed a heavy tax of 300 million francs. In 1802, Napoleon's tax target was 500 million francs, but neither the citizens nor the provinces had any

Because of heavy taxes, there are plans for riots, except for the areas controlled by Shu'an elements in the west.

He was worried about riots caused by hunger. As long as there was enough bread, he didn't have to worry about it. This was completely different from the time of Louis XVI.

He now wanted to create jobs, and the cannery could replace the sugar factory, leaving it to Georgiana.

As for how to take back the national ownership of tobacco and get the French to agree to let the British transport it, she did not consider it. She only needed to send a message to the British envoy.

Tobacco is not only available in the United States, but can also be grown in India. With enough benefits, Britain will become an ally of France to deal with the newly independent United States.

She has no control over how this game is played.

In 1795, Napoleon spent 12,000 francs to collect food preservation methods. A confectioner named Nicholas Abbott invented this canning storage method after experiments, but at first he just put food into glass bottles and then used cork stoppers.

Stopper the bottle mouth to keep food fresh.

That's how the bottle of orange preserves she used to make Corsican mandarins came from.

Now she is going to find the candy merchant named Nicholas Abbott.

In 1781, he started a business in Paris and became a master of pastry and confectionery. After inventing the canning technology in 1795, he moved to the village of Ivry-sur-Seine on the banks of the Lower Seine-Marne, where he began to sell and store products.

food.

She knew the person and his address. Whether she should go to his factory to have a look in person or call someone to Paris, the Guards responsible for protecting her safety were waiting for orders at any time.

Just like that, the "little lover" who had been playing with her in the bedroom that morning suddenly transformed into a national hero.

Women don’t change their attitudes as quickly as he does!

After simply packing her luggage, she took Carolan and Sophie on a "business trip" under the protection of the Guards.

When she left, half of it was because she was angry, and the other half was because she wanted to live a different life, just like she wanted to quit smoking!

Those freshly delivered British thoroughbred horses were put to use at this moment.

She just left the Grand Trianon in a swaggering way, like an imperial envoy.

The last time Leoncourt went to inspect the Seine department, she found that large farms were disintegrating. She didn't know the reason yet, so she just went to take a look this time.

She didn't bring any fancy clothes. She wore a woolen skirt and an olive branch brooch on her chest. This outfit should not make people associate her with extravagance when she went to the countryside.

On the other hand, if it's Carolan, others may think that she is the real owner of the carriage.

"Can you untie my shackles?"

Carolan shook her head.

"Damn it!" she cursed in frustration.

"Looking at you, I feel like I'd better be single for the rest of my life." Carolan said, "How many things can be saved."

"I think so too," Sophie said.

"Go back, Sophie. A beautiful girl like you can easily get into trouble. I still have someone to watch over you." Georgiana said.

"I won't go back." Sophie shook her head.

"I have a way." Carolan said, pointing the wand at Sophie's face, and the beautiful blond aristocratic girl turned into an ugly girl.

"I've almost forgotten what it's like to use magic," Georgiana said tiredly.

"Don't listen to what he says so righteously. There is no way he will let you go," said Carolan.

"Did you hear what we said?"

Carolan nodded.

Georgiana wanted to pass out like this.

"What brings you to the cannery?" Carolan asked.

Queenie's husband, Jacob, participated in the First World War and came back penniless to work in a cannery. His dream was to open a bakery.

"Forget it," said Carolan.

"I don't treat cannery workers like soulless parts," Georgiana said.

She thought of the textile factory in England. The factory owner gave those workers the opportunity to study again, and one of them became a linguist.

Leaders sell hope.

Just as she was about to close her eyes and rest for a while, a carriage sped past her, and soon her carriage also stopped.

She looked out through the window and found an old woman walking towards her. She looked a bit stern, much like Minerva.

"Hello, Miss Georgiana, I am Montesquieu's wife." The old woman said, "Do you mind if we share a carriage?"

"Of course not." Georgiana immediately opened the door for Madame Montesquieu.

After she got on the carriage, the Guards began to set off again.

"Can you tell me where you are going?" asked Madame Montesquieu.

"The cannery in Lower Seine," said Georgiana.

"Should the new factory be located in Paris or in the provinces?" asked Madame Montesquieu.

"I haven't thought about that yet."

"My husband has said that a large and unsuitable capital is harmful to the constitution of a republic and will foster a corrupt atmosphere. People should go where there are jobs, not where arrogance is common."

"Thank you for coming," Georgiana said sincerely.

"I'm very happy too." Mrs. Montesquieu said with a smile, "You are not a Parisian woman."

"Then do you think I look like me?" Carolan asked.

Madame Montesquieu looked Carolan up and down.

"I should like to hear what else M. Montesquieu has to say," said Georgiana.

"Some countries that appear prosperous on the surface are actually very empty. The reason is that the population is unevenly distributed. On the one hand, the cities are full of useless people, and on the other hand, there are no indispensable people in the countryside. This is a prosperous zone.

The consequences will come."

Georgiana couldn't help but admire her, she was indeed Montesquieu's wife.

"You are so boring." Carolan said to Mrs. Montesquieu, "Can you stop talking about your husband all the time?"

"I feel the same way," said Madame Montesquieu. "He was a frequent visitor to the salon when he was alive."

The carriage fell into silence.

Some people feel like old friends at first sight, while others dislike each other. Carolan's dress should be similar to those of the women in the salon. When the salon hostess was complimented by the men, "You are beautiful and smart at the same time," Mendes

Mrs. Jiu was at home alone.

"How did Monsignor Bonaparte convince you to be her companion?" Carolan said with a cold smile.

"Have you ever seen the Persian Codex?" said Madame Montesquieu.

"here we go again……"

"I'm not talking about my husband, but a book. It seems that many people have read it. Have you read it?" Mrs. Montesquieu asked Sophie.

Sophie looked at the old women in the carriage in panic.

"Many people read that book as a folk novel, describing many scenes in the harems of Eastern emperors, but we in the West don't have eunuchs," said Mrs. Montesquieu.

"You are wrong. Although there are no eunuchs, there are many castratoes in Paris. Have you ever heard a castrato perform?" said Carolan.

"I don't like social events."

"I don't like staying at home either."

The two looked at each other tit for tat, like a fox and a lioness in a cage.

"It seems we have something to do on the way." Georgiana said with a smile, "Please try not to do anything, ladies."
Chapter completed!