Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

This night was a disaster for some people, but most ordinary people at the bottom were not affected.

Early the next morning, before dawn, long queues formed in front of KFC doors everywhere as usual. Although the previous government also set up relief points, few people wanted to go there to receive food. Because the food distributed by the government is not only pitifully small, but also not very fresh. Sometimes you can even get moldy black bread.

Compared to these damn government officials, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is more considerate of the people's sentiments. What they do every day these days is to get food and then go find work or march on the streets to protest against the government's inaction.

Unexpectedly, the scale of the parade grew larger and larger. Although there were several conflicts in the middle, it actually had an effect in the end. Parliament was dissolved, the Prime Minister resigned, and His Majesty the Emperor came to power again.

"Erich, what are your plans later?" The middle-aged man standing in the middle of the team asked his companion next to him. Eric shrugged and said helplessly. "What else can I plan to do? Just keep looking for a job. Hey, I wonder if His Majesty the Emperor has any solution to this terrible predicament. Edward, look at my clothes, they have been mended three times."

Edward looked around and whispered. "You don't know yet, His Majesty the Emperor is not in the country right now. His Highness Yannick is in charge now."

"Huh?" Eric asked doubtfully. "how do you know?"

There was a hint of pride in Edward's words. "My relative's child belongs to the Guards. Yesterday..." But he immediately shut his mouth and saw several military trucks heading towards him in the distance. Wasn't it the Guards he was familiar with standing on the truck?

Under the curious eyes of everyone, several trucks were parked in front of KFC. Edward saw that except for the first truck, which contained ten Praetorian soldiers, the other carriages were empty.

Just when he was wondering what was going on, he saw the passenger door of the first truck open, and a Guards officer with the rank of lieutenant standing on the boarding board, holding a simple shouting microphone in his hand. "We are recruiting workers! Anyone who is willing to work can get on the bus. Not only will they take care of the food, but they will also pay their wages, once a day! Those who go now can still catch up with breakfast!"

"Wow!" The crowd was stunned for a moment, then rushed towards the truck. If it weren't for the Imperial Guards keeping order, these people might have started fighting. the lieutenant continued shouting. "Don't fight! Don't fight! There's a lot of work, and it won't be enough if you all go there. Get in the car slowly!"

This was true, but everyone was still worried that they would not be able to grab a job, so they tried their best to squeeze forward. Soon, the first truck was filled with people and left KFC. Just a few minutes later, the second truck was also filled with people and left.

Edward and Erich were very lucky to squeeze into the first car. After the car started, Edward spoke. "What kind of job do you think there will be?"

Erich said nonchalantly. "Whatever, as long as I have a job, it's fine."

After more than half an hour of jolting in the car, Edward suddenly shrugged his nose. "What does it smell like? It smells so good!" Looking in the direction from which the scent came, I saw dozens of military cauldrons set up not far ahead. Those bursts of aroma wafted out from several military cauldrons.

He knew there was meat in the pot without even looking at it. The smell of meat kept reaching his nose, making him swallow his saliva and wanting to jump out of the car and run over to have a good meal.

However, there are also dozens of guards here to maintain order, and no one dares to mess around. The leading lieutenant was seen standing on several stacked boxes, shouting to the people who got off the car. "Each person receives a lunch box and must put it away after eating. If it is lost, it will not be replaced."

Everyone once again lined up to receive the military lunch box, and each person received a piece of black bread, a potato and a lunch box of broth.

Edward walked aside with the broth and couldn't wait to take a sip. The hot broth was so refreshing that he immediately changed his face. He wanted to vomit but couldn't bear it. He wanted to swallow it but it was too hot and he could only water his eyes. He held the broth in his mouth and stammered until the soup in his mouth became cold.

Eric, who followed, said with a speechless expression. "Are you too impatient? Didn't you burn it?"

Edward finally swallowed the broth in his mouth and smiled bitterly. "It's been a long time since I've had meat." He blew on the lunch box a few times and took a careful sip.

At this time the lieutenant continued to shout. "The job here is to build roads. After eating, please stand to the left if you have relevant work experience. For example, those who drive trucks, excavators, forklifts, bulldozers, and road rollers. Those who have engineering experience and blasting experience, even if they can do it Anyone who can eat is fine. If you don’t know anything, please go to the right and get the tools."

"We really came to the right place." Edward took a bite of the black bread and couldn't help but nodded. He used to drive a forklift on a construction site.

Yannick finally realized the feeling of "Heshen fell down and Jiaqing was full". Just the amount of wealth collected in last night's operation shocked him. But this is only a small part. These people's deposits, other real estate, etc. have not yet been counted. If all of them are liquidated, they will not be rich and will be able to enemy the country.

This reminded him of the law of immortality of wealth, "Wealth will not disappear, it will only transfer!"

When the poor workers at the bottom cannot eat bread, the capitalists are pouring large amounts of milk directly into the river!

Now, it seems that everyone is impoverished, but in fact, the pockets of the capitalists are bulging!

Official data just compiled in the first half of the year showed that the number of unemployed people in Germany was 6 million. According to the investigation by Yannick's intelligence agency, this number should be even higher, including those working as temporary workers. The final estimate was 8.75 million! ! You know, Germany’s current population is less than 70 million! Excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled, 1 in 4 prime-age men in the labor force is unemployed.

This is a bomb that can ignite at any time! !

After all, the United States can rely on its own strength to carry it through. Britain relied on its vast colonies to successfully tide over the difficulties. But Germany was in dire straits. As a member of the capitalist camp, it was restricted by the Treaty of Versailles and exploited by Britain, France and other countries, which made Germany's situation even more dangerous.

This was one of the reasons why Yannick took action early, but the result was much better than he expected. Those Juncker bosses who were in the way were burned cleanly, and even the cremation expenses were saved. Without these backbones, the remaining forces were wiped out before they could react.

There was some turmoil in the army, but some people wanted to make trouble, but were countered by their middle- and low-level officers and soldiers. They even skipped the military court and were sent directly to concentration camps.