Seated in the carriage, Zhou Xu hurried toward his destination.
Along the way, he also took the opportunity to observe the construction of the city before him.
As the former capital of the Barton Empire, this city could only be described as falling far short of his expectations.
Just looking at those crooked, winding streets was enough to tell that when the city was first established, it had definitely never been properly planned.
If even the streets were crooked and winding, could anyone really expect the buildings on either side of them to be orderly?
The construction of this city was a classic case of building wherever the whim struck.
Although White Butcher had already reported this situation in his report, after witnessing it with his own eyes, Zhou Xu still couldn't help sighing inwardly.
As for the existing cities in the Barton Islands, you could say they were barely usable, and they would indeed get by.
But according to Zhou Xu's way of thinking, there was no way to continue developing under such circumstances.
If you kept developing along the wrong road, wouldn't you only stray farther and farther off course?
Tearing everything down and rebuilding was inevitable. It simply couldn't be rushed.
Demolishing everything at once would certainly be the easiest and most convenient option, but at present, it was also the least realistic.
Over the years, the bulk of Great Zhou's fiscal expenditure, aside from the most basic development needs, had gone into upgrading factories, laying railway tracks, and manufacturing Steam Ironclad Ships.
Under these circumstances, if they also demolished and rebuilt the entire Barton Islands in one go, their internal finances would definitely explode.
Just thinking about it, Zhou Xu could already picture Finance Minister Song Jinyu charging at him with a noose in hand, ready