Chapter 1751: Economic Control

"With mines as collateral, this matter is easy to discuss," Qingyang Shuo said with a chuckle.

The Chief of Staff had not expected Qingyang Shuo to agree so easily; after all, lending money was a risky business.

Although there were mineral deposits as collateral, the risk of such matters remained high.

In order to persuade Qingyang Shuo, he had even prepared a long string of arguments.

As it turned out, he did not end up having any use for these arguments.

Qingyang Shuo had agreed directly.

"Four mineral deposits—how much money does your Britain intend to borrow?"

Qingyang Shuo looked straight at Tuo'er and asked.

Tuo'er felt his scalp tingle under Qingyang Shuo's gaze; he thought for a moment and said, "We need one thousand kilograms of gold."

Qingyang Shuo waved his hand: "Four mineral deposits are simply not worth that much money; even the gold mines currently being mined do not necessarily have that much gold."

"Your price is too outlandish."

After Tuo'er said it, he regretted it; one thousand kilograms of gold sounded like an astronomical figure. The gold mine they were fighting over with France had only yielded a few hundred kilograms of gold since mining began.

Even that was already an astronomical figure.

This was already considered a high-yield mine among current ones.

One thousand kilograms of gold was indeed very outlandish.

"Then, would you name a price?"

Qingyang Shuo said indifferently: "For the four mineral deposits, I need to send people with you to inspect on-site what kind of deposits they are, and also see how much they produce annually and how much profit they can create."

"After these are surveyed clearly, I will give you a reasonable price."

Qingyang Shuo looked at Tuo'er and said: "Do you think this is acceptable?"

Tuo'er shook hands with Qingyang Shuo and said excitedly: "This is exactly right. In that case, let the City Lord immediately send people with me to survey these four mineral deposits."

Qingyang Shuo nodded and summoned someone.

He said directly: "Follow him to survey the British mineral deposits; report the specific situation to me, and be detailed."

"Understood!"

The two departed immediately; the anxious Tuo'er did not wait even one more minute.

Seeing the two leave, Qingyang Shuo revealed a smile.

The attendant beside him looked at Qingyang Shuo's smile and asked: "Sir, why did you agree to the British just now? They always boast about having a spirit of contract."

"But they are very fond of tearing up treaties of cooperation with our Longyan."

Qingyang Shuo laughed and said: "No matter. This time, I will ensure that Britain has no way to default on the debt."

This is a business opportunity. Britain is currently facing economic difficulties.

For their Longyan City, this is a good thing. If handled properly, perhaps their Longyan City can control the British Colonial Area economically.

Step by step, hollowing out the mineral resources of the British Colonial Area.

A grand plan formed in Qingyang Shuo's mind.

Qingyang Shuo instructed the attendant beside him again: "Pass down my order to have the finance department draft a loan contract immediately."

"Regarding the contract for Britain to take out a mortgage loan from us, and at the same time, write a letter to tell Liu Zheng about this matter."

"..."

At this time, Europe.

Tsarist Russia.

Elizabeth I's health was deteriorating day by day; the matter of imperial succession had to be resolved quickly.

Upon learning that Little Peter was still alive, Elizabeth I immediately ordered people to be sent to Berlin to negotiate with Frederick II.

And under the influence of this matter.

Naleishi's action plan was forced to be called off; to be precise, it was delayed.

To be accurate, all plans targeting Prussia were forced to be called off and delayed, which could be considered a helpless situation.

After all, there is nothing more important than a country's heir.

But Naleishi did not know what the specific reason was.

This left Naleishi, who was about to take action, feeling very frustrated.

In his plan, these enraged citizens had already enthusiastically joined the army; they had already undergone brief training and should now be heading to the front lines for field exercises to improve the combat capability of the entire force.

To revitalize the morale of the entire Russian Army, but as it looks now, such a plan has gone bankrupt.

Because Elizabeth I directly ordered that the entire force could not head to the front lines for now.

The entire force was currently in a state of frantic training.

For the entire Russian Army, which needed to boost morale, this was a significant blow.

"What on earth is Elizabeth doing!"

"Osilev, as Chief of Staff, you need to be responsible for such matters. Do you know what state the entire force is in right now?"

"Because they couldn't go to the battlefield, their morale has been hit."

"They have already begun to question our orders."

"Osilev, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation as to why we did not execute the original plan!"

After listening to Naleishi finish venting, Osilev said indifferently: "Didn't Her Majesty send me here to resolve this matter?"

"The cancellation of the original action plan was not something Her Majesty wanted to do either."

"After all, the current situation is special, and cancelling the plan was a helpless necessity."

"You need to understand," Osilev consoled.

Naleishi snorted coldly: "Don't talk any useless nonsense here. It was agreed at the beginning that I have full authority over this matter, and no one has the right to interfere!"

"Now this is great; with a single order, they want us to cancel our original plan."

"Why is this?"

Facing the furious Naleishi, Osilev sighed and said, "Things are not as simple as you imagine; I am now conveying to you the latest directive from Her Majesty."

"Naleishi, the great Her Majesty, Elizabeth I, requires you to set out immediately and head to the front lines, but you must do so covertly and wait for orders before engaging the enemy."

Upon hearing this directive, Naleishi was slightly stunned; he had not expected Elizabeth I to issue such an order.

He said, "I obey."

"However, I do not understand; this matter could have been handled without all this trouble, so why go to such unnecessary lengths now?"

Osilev looked at Naleishi nervously and said, "Because Her Majesty feels that your operational plan may have already been exposed, which is why she is taking these extra precautions."

"Very well, General Naleishi, please set out quickly."

"Her Majesty and I are still waiting for news of your victory."

Naleishi nodded and did not continue to probe further into the matter; although Elizabeth I had already ascended the throne, this did not mean there were no opposing forces within Tsarist Russia.

Menshikov had only been exiled, and his cronies were still active.

Elizabeth I was likely worried that these people might come out to cause trouble.

Thinking of this, Naleishi immediately gave the order for the army to set out; the force he had assembled totaled thirty thousand men, including ten thousand Cossack Cavalry, and because it was a covert march, all units were broken up and moved in batches.

After an endless coma, Shi Yu sat up abruptly from the bed. Please,

He gasped for fresh air, his chest heaving.

Confusion and bewilderment—all sorts of emotions surged into his heart.

Where is this?

Subsequently, Shi Yu subconsciously observed his surroundings, and then he became even more bewildered.

A single dormitory room?

Even if he had been successfully rescued, he should be in a hospital ward right now.

And his own body... how could there not be a single injury?

Filled with doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swept quickly across the room, finally resting on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror reflected his current appearance: about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very handsome face.

But the problem was, this was not him!, read the latest chapter content ad-free for free.

His previous self was a handsome, extraordinary young man in his twenties who had been working for some time.

But now, this appearance looked like nothing more than a high school student's age...

This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him the surgery was a success...

His body and face had both changed; this was no longer a matter of surgery, but of sorcery.

He had actually completely turned into another person!

Could it be... that he had transmigrated?

Besides the mirror placed at the head of the bed in a clearly poor feng shui position, Shi Yu also discovered three books nearby.

Shi Yu picked them up to look, and the titles instantly made him fall silent.

"Essential Handbook for Novice Breeders"

"Postpartum Care for Pet Beasts"

"Evaluation Guide for Beast-Eared Girls of Different Races"

Shi Yu:???

The names of the first two books were still normal, but what is going on with the last one?

"Ahem."

Shi Yu's gaze turned solemn, and he reached out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.

Just as he wanted to open the third book to see what on earth this thing was, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a massive amount of memories surged forth like a tide.

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