Duke of Grief

　　 "That woman..." Viscount Cod drunkenly sniffed the mellow aroma of the wine in the cup, his face disdainful, "After all, it is just a woman, very capable, but too short-sighted."

　　Barre, who was sitting on another soft chair, shook his head and said, "What if she has a solution? We don't do this well."

　　 "Sir Garrett, you are too cautious. It is not a great thing to worry about this and that."

　　The young Baron Naheim pours a glass of wine into Baron Garrle, who is at least thirty years older than him. This is a good product from his family's cellar to celebrate the fall of the maidservant.

　　The capital chain of Wind City is about to break, and they are struggling to ‘invite investment’ for their cities and towns, and have made some minor contributions to the capital chain break of Wind City.

　　 Baron Garrle had entered the thief ship. Even if he said anything, he had already done it. Now, no matter what he said or done, it was just false.

　　 But they probably knew that by doing so, they diverted Wind City. Although the merchants who came to their cities and towns could drive local consumption, it also gave Wind City a breathing opportunity.

　　 "Now they are nothing but lingering panting." Baron Naheim raised his glass and respected the two jazz around him. "The shame she gave me, I must get it back!"

　　Baron Naheim looked somber and sipped out the wine in the glass.

　　 Baron Garrley sighed silently, taking a sip of wine, absent-minded.

　　 Viscount Cod kept silent, looked at the gloomy Baron Naheim, and then at the silent Baron Garre, without a word.

　　 The three people, in fact, have never been united, each carrying a ghost.

　　…………

　　In the town hall’s office, Edith worriedly made a report for the maidservant maid sitting in that position.

　　 "The farming methods such as ridge farming and fertilizers are not very effective. It may take several years to reach an accurate conclusion, but according to statistics, the yield of potatoes harvested this year has indeed increased. On the commercial side..."

　　Yidis looked embarrassed and said: "Taxes have begun to decline. Compared with last month's nine thousand gold coins, this month's tax amount is 8,300 gold coins."

　　 "Is it?" The maid smiled, "It has begun to slip..."

Infected by Serena’s smile, Edith seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, temporarily let go of her heart, and continued to report to the “Agent of the City Lord”: “Until yesterday’s statistics ended, thirty-seven people moved in early this month Wind City, settled in the new city, compared with the middle and late last month, showing an upward trend..."

　　 The maid listened to the report and pointed out some problems from time to time. Let Edith explain in detail.

At the same time, she also looked at this student and young aunt with a satisfied eye. Ittis's learning speed was very satisfying to her. It can be seen that she worked very hard and worked very hard. Although the reasons for her efforts made her feel a little headache, But it is thriving.

　　 "...above, these are the statistical reports from the beginning of this month."

　　After the report, Edith sighed slightly, and her tense spirit relaxed.

　　The maid's index finger tapped the table, and Sueer asked, "Edith, how do you think we sell the method of making cement?"

　　Ittis stunned, then startled and lost his voice: "Cement? Do you want to sell it?"

　　'Cement' is a very novel and convenient construction material. The production method is in the hands of the mourning wind family. Currently, only Wind City has cement pavement and cement buildings.

Selling the method of making cement, Edith knew exactly what it meant, but think about it now, they really don’t have anything attractive in their hands, except for the “cement”, they have nothing. .

　　The innovative dwarves came to discuss with them, and the price the dwarves had made Ittis almost agree to agree with her. Later, Sister Selena rejected the business and disappointed her.

　　 Because it is a gem and mineral worth 10,000 gold coins!

　　 The "Angel Heart" positive energy gemstone is more precious, and it is so big and so beautiful. If the stupid dragon was present at that time, he would definitely agree to it on the spot.

　　The Dwarf Reformers used to be willing to pay so much for "cement", but now...

"If you only have money, you can't do anything." Serena shook her head and walked to the window, looking at the new city street across a wall. "Even if we have money and no channels, what I can’t buy them. I want to operate Wind City as the core of a business network, so compared to money, I want more connections and channels."

　　After removing all the obtrusive old city walls, looking out like this, the old city has already approached the new city.

　　 After that, the new city will slowly erode the old city-she will gradually transform the old city little by little, and transform it into what she thinks.

　　 Up to now, the method of making cement can no longer sell a big price, but it is still possible to sell one or two hundred gold coins.

　　It seems unwise to do this, just like she is doing her last effort to save the mournful wind leader who is about to be silent. It looks really ugly-both sides are just dying.

　　 But in this world, how many people can understand her?

　　 Even the stupid dragon couldn't understand her thoughts, just supporting her blindly...

　　 "Oh!" The maid suddenly turned her head and asked, "Itis, do you want to know what your brother has been doing recently?"

　　 Watching the oblique sunlight shining on Selena's body, setting off her confidence, Edith couldn't help but her heart beating faster, her cheeks flushed, and there was more than a bold idea in her heart.

　　 "He..."

　　…………

　　 Cervantes drove the kobolds to let them take out their treasures, in short, it was robbery.

　　 The sorrowful wind is naturally not poor enough for him to come to the Black Forest to rob these humanoid creatures. He is just following the order of the maid... requesting action.

　　 The natural blood pressure caused the kobolds to tremble, and the shamans of this tribe were kneeling on their knees, kowtowing to the black dragon constantly, begging the black dragon to let them go.

Cervantes can't look down on them. He has the domain of a prince of mourning winds. UU reads www.uukanshu.com. There are more than one hundred thousand people who can earn more money every day than these kobolds. You get more money.

　　The kobolds, like the dragons, like to collect gems and coins. When they piled up what they thought was a ‘treasure’ in front of Cervantes, Cervantes opened his eyes and then his eyes lit up.

　　 "Hahaha, finally found it!"

　　 Cervantes picked up a few pieces of gold ore with two fingers. Although not refined, it reflected a dazzling light under the sun-at least in Cervantes' eyes.

　　The gold mine mentioned by my father does exist!

He knew about the existence of the gold mine in the Black Forest a few months ago. It’s about fifty miles from the watch town. According to the old duke’s description, the gold mine is not too far from the mournful leader, just Receiving the manpower limitation, the gold mine had been shelved until the death of the old duke.

　　The gold mine is a secret between him and the knights, and never talked to anyone else.

At the beginning, the promise made by the sage king Krylov I to the old prince was'Your territory can be opened towards the Black Forest indefinitely. Even after my death, this promise will continue to exist until the day of the collapse of the Kingdom of Kolo'. In theory, only Theoretically, here is also the domain of the tragic wind...

　　 Black Dragon can't understand these things, but he knows that he has already completed the task entrusted to him by the maid.

　　 excitedly shouted to the sky, the black dragon flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

　　 He can't wait to see more gold coins-because just before that, the maid has given him a position of "treasury manager".

　　 If Fengfengling can make more money, then he can see more shiny and lovely gold coins.