Chapter 23 Donation Harvest
  Soaking himself in the hot water in the bathtub, the warm feeling quickly awakened Purficott's slightly groggy brain.

Although the dinner last night was very sumptuous, and Purficott also achieved her own goal through this banquet, raising a large amount of funds from those nobles for the "Arctic Scientific Expedition" project, but she still doesn't like socializing. This banquet almost exhausted her last bit of patience, so much so that when she fell asleep last night, her brain was so groggy that she almost fell asleep touching the pillow.

Although there is support from the royal family and the call of the eldest princess, it is not easy to take money out of the pockets of those nobles.

Although Purficott was confident at first that as long as he offered enough benefits, these nobles would swarm up like hyenas, but if Purficott could not make these nobles interested in the so-called "Arctic scientific expedition" , although they said they wouldn't pay, they were certainly not as "generous" as last night.

That is to say, Purfico has obtained the sponsorship and support of the royal family, and some nobles know about the doomsday crisis, so they will happily spend money.

However, even so, Purficott had to try his best to persuade the middle and lower nobles, as well as the big nobles who were unaware of the doomsday crisis.

To deal with this crisis, the more funds the better. Whether it is building airships or shelters, there are plenty of places to spend money.

What's more, the resources in the hands of these great nobles who control all aspects of Langton and even the entire Victoria Empire are more valuable than money.

Although the royal family has a large amount of resources and industries, the "Arctic Scientific Expedition" plan launched by Purficott is, after all, a private act of the royal family. It does not count as a government or national act. There is still an upper limit to the resources that can be mobilized. .

In addition, in order to avoid conflicts between the royal family and the great nobles, the industries they control are different. Although the royal family's industry is not lacking in anything, it is not the best in everything.

For example, if the royal family controls the largest shipyard in the empire, then the largest steel plant in the empire is in the hands of a certain noble.

Therefore, if we can obtain the support of these nobles, it will greatly improve the success rate of the Perfectcourt Project and save more people in the future.

Because of this, no matter how reluctant and averse to socializing, Purficott could only try his best to make compromises with those nobles last night, and tried every means to lure them into this so-called "Arctic scientific expedition" plan. invest.

But no matter what, Purficott's hard work is valuable. Last night, she raised at least 270,000 gold pounds, as well as verbal commitments from many powerful nobles.

Although verbal promises should not be taken too seriously, if they really come to you, these promises will be more or less fulfilled, even if they are only partially fulfilled.

Of course, a considerable number of the powerful nobles who are willing to support Purficott are members of the crisis response committee, and they know about the doomsday disaster.

Therefore, Purficott was not worried that they would only pay lip service to their support, or provide any help other than support.

Compared to the Crisis Response Committee, which is still wrangling and entangled over interest issues, it is clear that Perficott's plan, which does not have so many constraints and can mobilize all the resources of the royal family, is more executable and more likely to succeed.

After all, everyone here has begun to raise funds to start preparatory work, but the crisis response committee has not even come up with a relatively feasible plan. In the eyes of these nobles, Purfict's new plan was a way for the royal family to express its dissatisfaction with the slow efficiency of the crisis response committee, and it was also a backup plan prepared by the royal family for itself.

At least the royal family will have a back-up plan to keep members of the royal family safe if the crisis response committee fails to do its job.

With this understanding, these nobles would obviously not miss the opportunity to get on the royal family's boat.

They themselves are delaying and pulling on the establishment and operation of the crisis response committee because of various interests, but this does not mean that these nobles are stupid enough to really take the apocalyptic disasters seriously...

Well, there are indeed some old guys who think this is just a bigger snowstorm and the matter is not that serious at all, but the vast majority of nobles still cherish their lives when they seek benefits for themselves.

They are not the group of businessmen who can sell the ropes to hang themselves. The characteristics of the feudal nobles make them feel that they have obligations to the country and the monarch, as well as the subjects of their fiefdoms.

Even if there are not many nobles who still keep this in mind, they will not say that they are joking with their own lives.

Even if you don't believe in doomsday disasters, you will leave yourself a way out instead of completely blocking this road. After all, what if it happens?
  So invest here in Purficot. When disaster strikes, if the crisis response committee fails to do it, at least there is a way to survive in Perficot, right?
  For these big nobles, there is never a shortage of money, and they have nothing to spare. Besides, according to what Perficott preached, there is still money to be made from this investment.

It is precisely because of this that after some lobbying by Purficott last night, the great nobles were willing to donate so generously.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, raising a few thousand gold pounds for this so-called scientific expedition fund-raising would be considered a good achievement. Tens of thousands of gold pounds was only possible with the sponsorship of a big noble.

"That's good. With the support of these nobles, at least the number of airships can be increased by two more, and the shelters in the New World can also be expanded from one to three." Perfectcott was lying in the bathtub, thinking. I wonder what kind of impact this fundraising can have on my plan.

As the water temperature gradually cooled down, Purficott also stood up from the bathtub. The maid on the side came forward and wiped the water droplets from her body.

Looking at the maid who was serving him, Purficott couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, he traveled through a noble family and had a background as an alchemist. Otherwise, let alone someone serving him to take a bath, he could just be safe in this era. Living a healthy life is a huge challenge.

You must know that despite alchemy and various mysterious powers, the development of the medical field in this world is much slower than that of the world before the time traveled. Doctors still only rely on the three-piece set of bloodletting, amputation and soldering, let alone disinfection. No, not even anesthesia.

Purficott had just traveled back in time. Out of curiosity, she had gone to observe a public surgery at Langdon University's Department of Medicine. It left a deep impression on her, and at the same time, it also made Purficott completely disinterested in the medical treatment of this era. No hope left.

After all, for a person with a modern understanding of medicine, he would tie the patient to the operating table without anesthesia or sterilization, then pull a saw, swing an ax and put a soldering iron on it, making the operating table look like a slaughterhouse for the doctor to treat himself. It's a very scary thing.

(End of this chapter)

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