Lord: I am in a world of pain, raising a girl

The woman swung her delicate arms lazily.

"That would be the best. Didn't he save some of the gold coins with us? The dead are not protected by royal laws. When the time comes, there will be no evidence. Just swallow them at will. However, I really don't want this smart and sensible little boy to die. At least I have to let him taste it."

After saying that, the woman handcuffed her feet, with a strange blush on her face: "Inject the orcs in the basement with manic potion, and then bring them here. I have tied myself up and promised not to let the runaway divine power crush them."

Simon wiped the cold sweat and said worriedly: "Take it easy, don't squeeze all the orcs to death. These strong things are not easy to find now. Since the northern province was destroyed by the gray fog, the price of orc slaves has soared. Do you know how much I spent on buying orcs!"

"This is the price you paid for making me wait in vain. It's just a small price, Simon."

Field walked out of Maple Leaf Manor, and the sunlight soothed his nerves.

"Huh, the money problem is solved. Now it's time to purchase supplies. This time, buy more food and livestock."

Due to the special environment of Night Territory, even if the land is decontaminated, it is not fertile enough and agricultural output will be very small.

Field plans to build a ranch, mainly raising chickens, ducks, pigs and cattle, and their feces can also effectively promote the increase of soil fertility.

It is worth mentioning that the prices in each city of the empire are different. One copper coin can buy a piece of bread in Golden Eagle City, but if you go to the impoverished western mountain area, you can only buy the fragrance of bread. The store owner will let you smell it.

As a place with developed service industry, Maple Leaf City is not interested in war. The number of slaves is very small, and only human slaves can be bought, and most of them are women and children. The price of strong labor has exceeded three times the price of women.

Food and fodder are also the big purchases. Night Territory has no output and can only rely on Field to feed the entire territory. At present, it is not Field who exploits the people, but the people who exploit Field.

Only Field has the vision of modern people. If it were other nobles, they would not do such a loss-making business.

"Before buying anything, I have to recruit some management and internal affairs talents." Field rubbed his eyebrows, "There are only two people who can read and write in the whole territory, and Kao's management ability is average. In addition, there is a shortage of craftsmen, and the big winery needs to be repaired."

After sorting out his thoughts, Field said to the guard Tiechui: "Send the gold coins back to the post station first, and go to the tavern with me later."

The tavern was a talent market in the Middle Ages and one of the most well-informed places.

After finishing everything, he came to the tavern in Maple Leaf City and pushed the door in.

There was a "booming" noise everywhere, tall and short, fat and thin gathered together, boasting about their glorious deeds, and some people were playing cards or finger-guessing games. Everyone seemed to be laughing happily, but those smiles were just masks on their faces.

Who knows how depressed they will be after they sober up?

Field, wearing a black noble robe, with a fine steel sword on his waist and three guards behind him, came in and startled everyone. They all fell silent and looked at Field with strange faces, thinking that he was here to catch a fugitive.

"Three cups of barley wine." Field threw out silver coins one by one like a magic trick, "The rest of the money is for you."

Hearing that Field was not here to catch anyone, the tavern instantly returned to its noisy state.

"My lord, thank you for your generosity." The bartender respectfully put down the wooden wine glass, smiling as brightly as a chrysanthemum, and reached out to take away the silver coins. Three cups of barley wine were only fifteen copper coins, and Field gave too much.

"Don't worry, I want to ask you for some news, first tell me about the recent major events in the empire."

Field rewarded the wine to Tiechui and others. He himself was not interested in the rough and sour barley wine.

"Have you heard about the theft of the weapons led by the Bull? The Count of Nibelung has already started the investigation. Of course, the unfortunate Baron of the Bull will be severely punished. But I am very curious, who can quietly move more than 2,000 sets of armor? I am afraid that only the devil can do it."

"Two thousand sets?"

Field frowned. He only found 500 sets, right?

It is estimated that the old man in Nibelung falsely reported the number and took the opportunity to settle the account.

But this is a good thing. If the Count reported the truth, it means that he is determined to find the murderer. But falsely reporting the number means that the Count also wants to make a profit. It is estimated that he will catch some robbers and kill them to pay off the debt in the end.

The tricks of the nobles are nothing more than revolving around their own interests.

Field smiled slightly: "Very good, is there anything else?"

"There is another big thing. The imperial family has stolen a fifth-level artifact, which is the spoils of the hateful pagans: the Eye of Long-cherished Wishes. It is said that it can bewitch people and turn normal people into their puppets. The pagans are so rampant, and he"It's related to our large-scale westward expedition. The gateway and barrier of the rich inland sea, the capital of the Purple Gold Empire, has been besieged for a month. As for other cities in the Purple Gold Empire, they have all fallen."

"Anything else?"

Field was not interested in this news, because it was worthless. He stayed in the Night Territory, and it had nothing to do with him whether it was stolen or not.

Anyway, it was not stolen by me, and I had no ability to get my hands on the fifth-level artifact.

The bartender wiped the wine glass in his hand: "No more. If you are not satisfied, I can give you a glass of barley wine."

"I want to find some people to help me do things. Do you have a channel?" Field didn't want to drink.

The bartender had an expression of instant understanding and whispered: "Pockmarked face, a real desperado, he can even assassinate his parents for only twenty silver coins. Or the mad dog mercenaries, a group of complete lunatics, who are proud of eating the hearts and livers of their enemies. The price is extremely high. Without thirty gold coins, they will not take action, but they have rumors of murdering their employers, so you have to be careful. "

"I don't want assassins or mercenaries." Knowing that the other party had misunderstood, Field waved his hands, "I don't want to assassinate others, but I need capable people." Field said, "To be specific, I need people with practical skills, such as management, architecture, herbalism or craftsmen."

"Ah? This is a rare thing. Don't you look for other nobles' children?"

Nobles usually look for knights or squires to take on management work. Don't think that "squires" are lowly professions. In fact, this is an exclusive channel for nobles to "win at the starting line". Squires are usually the second sons of the family. They go to other lords to learn martial arts and knowledge, and help the nobles by the way. Get familiar with them.

"Let me think about it. There is one person who can manage, the warden Tate, who can read and write. But he is a conservative idiot who refused money bribes and wanted to uphold justice. Haha, he is hopelessly stupid. In the end, he was framed by his subordinates. Now he has lost his job and is drinking alone. "

That sounds OK, Field nodded.