I build nuclear bombs in the giant world

Their writing is very complicated, it is some kind of hieroglyphics. Ian only learned the simplest numbers before, and he only officially started to learn to read today.

Within the walls, knowledge was firmly controlled by the nobility, and books were very expensive and hardly circulated in the market.

Ordinary civilians will not know a few big characters until they die, and there are few channels to learn literacy. Either you are born a noble, or you join the army and attend military classes, or you have to pay huge tuition fees and send your children to private classes.

It is a very rare situation for Ian to receive education for free.

The butler's level is very high, and the knowledge revealed in his words is very profound. He took special care of Ian, took Historia to review the strokes, and taught Ian how to write from the basics.

After that, he started telling some interesting stories to arouse Historia's interest. Then when summarizing the story, he extracted one or two words for Historia to learn.

No wonder Historia enjoyed class so much, it was indeed an interesting thing.

At noon, the housekeeper took out his pocket watch and took a look.

"Miss, today's class ends here."

"Ian, I have to go out. You go to the kitchen and get the lady's lunch."

"Yes." Ian lowered his head.

He took a silver tray from the kitchen and placed it on the table.

Historia's lunch was extraordinarily sumptuous, much better than that of a servant like Ian. The chef prepared red wine-baked steak, vegetable salad, charcoal-grilled lamb ribs, and a glass of fresh milk with sugar for her.

The butler has disappeared and seems to have left early.

Ian opened the tray and said, "Miss, I'll wait outside the door. Call me after you finish eating."

As a servant, you must have basic self-awareness and wait for Histria to finish eating before putting the plate away.

He had a vague feeling that this part of the afternoon was also a test for the housekeeper.

The butler was testing his obedience and observing whether these four years of slave life had allowed him to develop the consciousness of being a servant.

If he passes this test, he may be able to access more core things.

"What's your name?" Historia looked up at Ian.

"Ian." Ian said, lowering his head.

"Why are you going out? Aren't you going to eat with me?" Historia tilted her head.

"Because you are a lady and I am a servant. The lady and the servant cannot eat together." Ian replied.

The young Histria looked confused, but suddenly her eyes became clear: "Okay, then you can go out. I'll call you after I finish eating!"

Ian breathed a sigh of relief and stood outside the door waiting.

After a while, a cheerful voice came from inside: "I've finished eating!"

Ian walked in and found Historia jumping off the chair.

"It's your turn to eat." She pointed to the leftovers on the table. The steak, mashed potatoes and lamb ribs were all half-left, including the milk.

Her lips were surrounded by snowy white, and milk stuck to her lips. She looked a little silly, but very cute.

"Now you are the lady, and I am the servant." She said and ran outside: "Ian, call me when you finish eating!"

A small head poked through the crack of the door, blinking at Ian.

Ian had some complicated feelings in his heart. He could understand that the child probably wanted to make friends.

If Ian didn't know her identity and that he was in the world of giants, he would be happy to play with her.

He knew that feeling, that loneliness of not being able to find peers.

But no, he couldn't play with Historia, because he was a slave, a servant.

The housekeeper must be watching him somewhere. Once he crosses that line, he may be "relegated" back to the breeding shed for various reasons and lose the power and influence he already has.

So he just picked up the napkin, knelt down with a smile, and wiped Historia's mouth.

"Miss, go and rest after your meal. I'll take the plates away."

He picked up the tray and left.

Historia stood there, lying next to the door, hiding and watching his back from a distance.

It turns out that this brother is no different from the housekeeper, she thought.

Ian took the utensils back to the kitchen and received his lunch, a grilled steak and a glass of wheat wine.

As he was leaving, he met the butler.

The butler patted his shoulder: "Wait for me in the stables after dinner tonight."

After saying this, the butler left.

At night, Ian came to the stables as promised.

In addition to the housekeeper, several strangers also came. Although they were dressed in casual clothes, they carried guns on their backs, giving off a chilling atmosphere.

They were the lord's soldiers in civilian clothes. They were leading the horses and preparing the carriage.

The elegant and luxurious hostess came down from upstairs. She was wearing valuable gold jewelry, gemstone earrings and rings. She looked stunningly beautiful.

She was originally a very beautiful woman, but after dressing up now, she became even more eye-catching. From Ian's perspective after being bombarded with modern information, she was definitely a beauty of about nine percent.

"Please get in the car." The butler motioned to the hostess to get in the car.

Although the hostess was dressed gorgeously, she did not dare to put on any airs and got on the bus obediently.

"Ian, come with me to take the mistress to town." The steward asked Ian to get on the carriage, while the other soldiers rode their horses.

Click, click, click, the carriage drove away from the farm in the night, and the soldiers were responsible for escorting it.

"The real owner of this farm is Lord Leith." The housekeeper said to Ian: "Miss Histria is the daughter of Lord Leith. The mistress was originally a servant of the lord's mansion, but now she is the lord's lover. "

"When there is an order, we will send the mistress to the lord, and then take the mistress back to the farm at dawn."

"I will introduce you to the soldiers, and when they all know you, you will be responsible for this."

"You are an obedient child. I believe you can do this well. As a reward, you can get three gold coins every month."

"Thank you, Mr. Butler." Ian tightened his grip on the reins.

That's three gold coins!

Ian, who had been shopping in town for a month, already understood the purchasing power of gold coins in this world.

About two gold coins can buy a fat pig, and within the walls, the cost of raising livestock is very high. If you want to convert, three gold coins are roughly equivalent to the purchasing power of about 13,000 yuan in the previous life.

In this world, the salary is absolutely high!

With money, he can use his hands and feet to do things!

And he was solely responsible for this matter, which meant that he had a whole night of free time!

He just needs to send the mistress there at night and pick her up during the day.

When Lord Reis was doing business, it was his free time, and he could move around the town freely.

Not only that, he also has a network of soldiers and can get to know many soldiers!

At this moment, he felt a sense of excitement that he had not seen for a long time, and felt that his chances of survival were a little better.