Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1315 The choice of the lion

  "First, put the food you want to preserve into glass jars. In the second step, close the opening of the container very carefully. This is the key to success."

  After arriving at Appel’s cannery, the fat middle-aged man personally demonstrated the canning process to Georgiana.

  "Then, put the sealed food in the boiling water in the double boiler and take it out after a few hours."

  Georgiana looked at the canned food in front of her. There were various beans and green beans, as well as boiled beef. They had tasted it just now, and it was very delicious except for the taste.

  But his factory has only 40 women, and his cans are sold in Paris as luxury goods under the name of His Excellency Napoleon.

   "I need to expand production."

  "The committee asked me to publish a book to publish the production details in full. I am thinking about..."

   "I'll find someone right away. After you train them, they will go to build a factory elsewhere." Georgiana interrupted his tirade viciously, "Take it down, Sophie."

   "Yes, miss." Sophie recorded her words like a secretary.

   "Beef, beans, people I know do these transactions." Carolan said.

   "He has not enough manpower here." Georgiana looked at the small workshop in front of her, too far away from the "factory" she thought.

  In an era when food is scarce, food factories will attract a lot of people to apply for jobs. In addition to factories, they must have dormitories.

  In short, she needs to find a piece of land near the village, otherwise she will pack everything from the cannery and choose another place.

  If female workers can also do canning, Paris will open a canning factory in the future, and these country women will definitely go to Paris to work.

  How tiring the factory is, it is better to find rich and powerful men based on their youth and beauty. When the destroyers of other people’s families, the social atmosphere will become worse than it is now.

  The promotion problem that she thought was very difficult was so simple.

   "Where shall we stay tonight?" Caroland asked.

  Madame Montesquieu was also looking at Georgiana.

   "I know a hotel..." Appel said.

   "The general has ordered it, miss." A guard suddenly said, "Are you leaving for the station now?"

   "Where?" Caroland asked with interest.

   "Barracks." The Guards replied.

"What's your name?"

   "Marley," the guard said.

  "Let’s go to the station first. I have to find a place to sit down and write a letter." She was tired and said, "What a crazy day."

  So she left Appel’s workshop surrounded by the guards and the female relatives.

  She remembered that after Napoleon defeated Waterloo, he lived in a small hotel. Hathor showed her a vision, and she thought that was a very poor person.

He was whispering at the time and seemed to be giving a speech. After she put Hathor's "house" back to the Tuileries, she had to deal with the Hogwarts issue. She had never thought of one day. The focus of his life is completely revolving around the other person.

  She met more female family spoilers, and this time she met a man. The **** completely ruined her life and then became sober, knowing that indulging in female **** and delaying national affairs is a dead end, and he should treat her like the temptation of gourmet food.

  Napolioni, sometimes you **** is really looking for death by yourself.

The military camp Marais mentioned was in the Vincennes Forest on the other side of the Seine River. When her British thoroughbred horse-drawn cart drove into the military camp, it caused a lot of onlookers. Their eyes were different from those of civilians. .

   "Are you afraid?" Georgiana asked the women in the car.

   "How come?" Carolan said with a confident smile.

  There are criss-crossing trails in the forest, which divide the camp into many areas. Unlike in the field, the soldiers live in simple wooden houses and tents. Of course, the conditions cannot be compared with the Grand Trianon.

  A soldier who didn't want to be a general was not a good soldier. After seeing Napoleon's residence, she looked at these people's residences, and she suddenly understood why someone had changed.

  Vincent Forest and the village of Yvry were not far from the center of Paris. She was still wondering why she had to send guards to her. Judging from the current situation, she categorically did not dare to live in such a barracks alone.

  She was very happy that Sophie had accepted the transfiguration technique, which made her face less beautiful, and the Corsican **** was really relieved.

   "There are towns around the Vincent Forest. Why don't we live in the town." Madame Montesquieu tremblingly said.

  No one persuaded Georgiana, there was a strange tranquility in the carriage.

   "Change your clothes, Carolan." Georgianna said after a while, "or you will untie my fetters."

   "Yes, Queen." Caroland smiled and said, "Can I borrow one of your clothes?"

   "Find one for her." Georgiana said to Sophie.

  Sophie immediately found a woolen skirt for Carolan, and replaced her with the gorgeous skirt.

  Napoleon’s wardrobe does not have much clothes. The uniform is one set for the first quarter, and one set can be worn for three years.

  Only the shirt needs a lot of customization, and he wears 12 pieces a week. He is a very clean person.

  As the first governor, he also has a few good-looking clothes, such as the review suit and the black dress with gold rims she saw last time, but he is basically very frugal, he is just generous to women.

  The living expenses of 500,000 francs a month can't be used up by Giorgioanna, besides, her clothes are also in charge of Remiza. Except for the spice for the Rambouillet feast, she basically spends nothing.

  Subconsciously, she touched the olive leaf brooch on her chest and decided not to sleep, in case she never wakes up.

  I don’t know if this is the strange hobby of the French king or some kind of curse. There is a tower castle in the forest of Vincennes, and there is an English garden in front of the castle.

  "This used to be the hunting castle of Louis XIV. Later it became a ceramic factory for producing ceramics. During the Revolution, it became a prison for prisoners." Madame Montesquieu said.

  Georgiana probably understood what Napoleone meant: the cannery was built here, and it supplies military supplies before civilian use.

  Hungry and panic soldiers are definitely more dangerous than the rioting people, and they have to find something to do for the children who have nothing to do.

  There was a blacksmith shop in the barracks. She remembered that the cans were all made of iron sheets, and the glass jars were too easy to break, but what about the smelting industry in France?

  Finally, the carriage stopped at the gate of the castle, where some people were already waiting for her.

  They also wore military uniforms, but they were more like rich men. She immediately associated the profession of quartermaster with them.

   "How far do you want me to fall is the end, Leon." She said softly.

  Wait until she has fallen into the same filth as him, is the man who loves cleanliness going to find a new clean woman? Such as the Polish lady.

  She suddenly didn't care if he would have another mistress in the future.

  She wanted to see another world, a world where the continental system did not crash because of Waterloo, what would it be like?

  Like Albus, he did not choose love in the end, but chose to forgive the Muggles who caused his family’s destruction and help them instead.

  Love is really exhausting. It’s okay to work like a man in this place without going to the monastery.

  She is a student of old Gryffindor, and the women of Gryffindor are also fighters. She will not surrender easily.

  (End of this chapter)