Lord: I Am Raising A Girl In The World Of Pain

The woman shook her delicate arms lazily.

"That's the best thing. Didn't he deposit some of the gold coins with us? The dead are not protected by royal laws. When the time comes, there will be no proof, just swallow them casually. However, this smart and sensible little boy, I still I really can’t bear to let him die, at least let me have a taste of it.”

After saying that, the woman cuffed her feet, with a strange flush on her face: "Inject the manic potion into the orcs in the basement, and then bring them over. I have already tied myself up to ensure that they will not be crushed by the rampant divine power. ”

Simon wiped his cold sweat and said worriedly: "Take it easy, don't squeeze all the orcs to death. These strong things are hard to find now. Since the Northern Province was destroyed by the gray mist, the price of orc slaves has soared. You know me How much did it cost to buy the orcs?"

"This is the price you paid for keeping me waiting. It's just a small price, Simon."

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

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

Due to the special environment of the Night Territory, even after the pollution is eliminated, the land will have insufficient fertility and agricultural output will be very low.

Field plans to build a pasture to raise chickens, ducks, pigs and cows. Their manure can also effectively increase soil fertility.

It is worth mentioning that prices are different in each city in the empire. A copper coin can buy a piece of bread in the Golden Eagle City, but in the abjectly poor Western Mountains, you can only buy the smell of bread, and the store will let you smell it. smell.

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

Food and fodder are also the bulk of the 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 territorial people, but the territorial people who exploit Field.

In other words, Field has a modern perspective, and other nobles would not engage in such a loss-making business.

"Before I buy anything, I have to recruit some management and internal affairs talents." Field rubbed his eyebrows, "There are only two people in the entire territory who can read and write, and Kaa's management ability is relatively average. In addition, there is a shortage of craftsmen, and big wine The village needs repairs.”

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

The tavern was the medieval talent market and one of the most well-informed places.

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

There was a roaring noise everywhere, tall and short fat and thin people gathered together, bragging about their glorious deeds, and some people were playing cards or boxing games. Everyone seemed to be laughing happily, but those smiles, But they are all masks worn on the face.

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

Field was dressed in a black aristocratic robe, with a stainless steel sword on his waist, and there were three guards behind him. Everyone was startled when he walked in. They all fell silent and looked at Field strangely, thinking that he was here to arrest someone. of fugitives.

"Three glasses of barley wine." Field threw out silver coins one by one like a magic trick, "I'll give you the rest."

Hearing that Field was not here to arrest anyone, the tavern instantly became noisy.

"Sir, thank you for your generosity." The bartender put down the wooden wine glass respectfully. His smile was as bright as a chrysanthemum. He reached out and snatched away the silver coins. Three glasses of barley wine were only fifteen copper coins. Field gave him too much.

"Don't worry, I want to ask you for some information. First, I will tell you about the recent major events in the empire."

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

"Have you heard about the theft of weapons in the Bull Territory? The Count of Nibelung has started to investigate. Of course, the unlucky Bull Baron will be severely punished. But I am very curious about who can move away quietly. More than two thousand sets of armor, I'm afraid only the devil can do it."

"Two thousand sets?"

Field frowned, he could only find 500 sets, right?

It is estimated that the old man in Nibelungen falsely reported the amount and then took the opportunity to settle the account.

But this is a good thing. If the count reports truthfully, it means that he is determined to find the murderer. But the false report of the number shows that the count himself wants to make a profit, and he will probably catch some random robbers and kill them to pay off the debt.

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

Field smiled slightly: "Very good, are there any more?"

"There is another big thing. The imperial royal family has stolen a fifth-level artifact, which is a trophy of the hateful pagans: the Eye of Long-cherished Wishes. It is said that it can confuse people's hearts and turn normal people into their puppets. The pagans are so rampant, and their Related to the large-scale Western Expedition, the gateway and barrier to the fertile inland sea, the imperial capital of the Zijin Empire, has been besieged for a month, and all other cities in the Zijin Empire have fallen."

"Any more?"

Field was not interested in this news, because it was of no value. He stayed in the Night Territory, and whether it was stolen or not had nothing to do with him.

Anyway, I didn’t steal it, and I don’t have the ability to get my hands on the fifth-level artifact.

The bartender wiped the wine glass in his hand: "No, 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 any channels?" Field didn't want to drink.

The bartender looked like he understood instantly, and whispered: "Pockmarked face, a real desperado, for only twenty silver coins, he can even assassinate his own parents. Or rabid mercenaries, a group of complete lunatics who eat the enemy's flesh." The price for being proud of one's heart is extremely high. If you don't have thirty gold coins, you won't take action, but there are rumors of them murdering your employer, so you have to be careful."

"I don't want assassins or mercenaries." Knowing that the other party had misunderstood, Field waved his hand, "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 craftsmanship.”

"Ah? This is a strange thing. Aren't you looking for the heirs of other nobles?"

Nobles usually find knights or retinues to take on management jobs. Don't think that "retinue" is a lowly profession. In fact, it is the exclusive channel for nobles to "win at the starting line". Requisites are usually the second sons of the family, and they go to other lords to learn martial arts and knowledge. By the way, I'll help the nobles and become familiar with them.

"Let me think about it, there is one person who can manage, Warden Tate, who can read and write. He is just a rigid idiot who refused a monetary bribe and still wanted to seek justice. Haha, he is hopelessly stupid. In the end, he was framed by his subordinates, and now he has lost his job and is drinking alone. "

This sounds okay, Field nodded.