Start as Inherited Baroness

After Simon made a plan with his knights, he asked them to disperse and prepare.

He walked out of the Lord's Hall and came to Bara's room.

This was his first time here, and he even needed Chunlan to guide him before he found the door accurately.

"Mother."

Bara was sewing a men's jacket in the house. The fabric was very good. Simon looked at it for a while and called out.

"Eh!? Simon! Why are you here!"

She was stunned when she heard the sound, put the unfinished clothes aside, then stood up in surprise and looked at him.

"I need to tell you something." Simon smiled, walked in, and sat down at the table.

"Would you like some mead? A small caravan passed by a few days ago and I bought some."

Bara was talking to herself, and without waiting for a response, she took out a bottle of porcelain pottery pot and some pottery bowls from a wooden box in the corner.

Simon didn't want to drink it at first, but seeing that she had already poured it on him, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he picked it up and took a sip.

The taste was a bit weird, sweet and greasy, with a hint of bitterness. He didn't like it very much, but he still praised it: "It's pretty good."

When Bala heard this, she showed her face and said, "As long as you like it.

Look, I sewed a piece of clothing for you. I wouldn’t have dared to touch this kind of fabric before..."

She chatted for a while, then suddenly reacted and asked: "Simon, what did you say happened just now?"

"Oh, it's like this. There is a Maiman family in Maple Leaf Castle in the North Wind, and they are viscount nobles.

Recently they plotted my territory and sent the second son of the family, named Halls, to ask for your hand in marriage.

I definitely won't really agree, but I may need you to act in a play together when the time comes. Just go out and walk a few steps. "

Simon smiled and said, while talking just now, he had drunk almost all the mead in the bowl without realizing it.

"Ah! This... this... okay, I will listen to you!" Bala's face turned red when she heard this, and she stuttered.

"Okay, my son still has something to do, so I won't disturb my mother." Simon nodded slightly, then stood up and said politely.

"Well, go ahead and do your work. If you can find something useful, just call me and I will try my best to cooperate."

Bara asked, seeing that he was not very close to her, and suddenly felt a little strange to this son.

My behavior and words are so different from before.

"Maybe it's because I became a baron, and I have become much more mature. I am no longer the kid who pestered me for oatmeal cakes..."

She thought this in her heart, and showed a happy and satisfied smile, as if she had recalled something good.

Simon left here and as soon as he returned to the Lord's Hall, he saw Mader waiting outside the door. There must be something wrong.

When he walked over, Mader immediately went over to report: "Lord Baron, a caravan came today, and there were two teams of mercenaries looking for their employer.

Do you see? Should these two teams of mercenaries be hired to increase their strength? "

"How many people are there in the mercenary group?" Simon nodded and asked.

"A team of more than seventy people, said to be from the royal territory, is called the Falcon Mercenary Group. If they sign a border protection agreement, their monthly expenses will not exceed the hardware eagle.

The other group is called the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group, coming from the North Wind Land. There are more than 60 people, and the monthly employment cost is also within the estimate. "Reported by Ma Dehui.

"How many mercenary groups have been active around recently?" Simon asked.

"Sir, there are quite a few. There are gradually more and more people in West Sedi, especially mercenaries!

I feel that out of ten people, almost seven are mercenaries.

In addition, dozens of free people came to West Gedi in these days, and I arranged for them to live in Nanning Village. "Made laughed.

"Well, these two mercenary groups are all hired and signed for three months.

But be careful, arrange this Ice Wolf mercenary group at the outermost edge, and do not allow any mercenaries to enter the camp within this month.

By the way, after the contract is signed, bring the leaders of these two mercenary groups over and let me take a look. "

Simon thought for a while and said, he still has a lot of money, and this expenditure can only be considered as scratching the itch. In these extraordinary times, there is no way to save.

If the Hongmen Banquet against Halls fails, the two sides will have to fight with real swords and guns.

If the army is defeated and the clan is destroyed, what use is the money?

"Made, if there are any mercenary groups looking for work in the next two days, they will be hired, but they will only sign a three-month security contract at most.

Moreover, they are all arranged on the periphery and are not allowed to come close to the camp. "Simon ordered again.

Baron Verrill, the leader of the Rockfield, had little money and could only use land to attract mercenaries to work for him.

Although doing so will have endless consequences and affect subsequent development potential, it made us stronger at the time, and at least we saved the dog's life first.

Simon's pockets are bulging, but he doesn't need to use land as a bargaining chip. Paying a little golden eagle in exchange for force is undoubtedly better than a large number of canonizations.

"Yes! Sir!" Ma De agreed respectfully.

"What does the caravan sell?" Simon asked again.

"They sold iron ingots, velvet, wheat, wine, soap and other valuable things."

It seems that Ma De has already visited it and responded fluently.

"Soap??" Simon's eyes brightened slightly and he said in surprise.

"Eh? Is there soap in this world? I haven't seen it in Eagle City before..." He muttered in his heart, very puzzled.

"Let's go and have a look." He decided to take a look, maybe this would be a good way to make money.

Conventionally, it is a cliché that time travelers make soap.

Before Simon traveled through time, he had watched many similar explanation videos.

The title is "Necessary Knowledge for Crossing". He just read it out of curiosity at that time and didn't remember much. Now he really regrets it.

Otherwise, climb the technology tree like crazy, and the king will take turns. Next year, it will be my turn...

Simon and his personal soldiers went out quickly. Mad went to recruit mercenaries, and he went to visit the caravan.

Not long after, they rode to the outside of the caravan camp.

"My Lord Baron, what do you want to buy?

This time we brought the unique product of the McLen family in the Fruity Castle of the Streamland, the golden soap!

This thing can not only wash the body very clean, but also has the effect of maintaining the skin..."

The leader of the caravan was a medium-sized man wearing chain mail, with yellow-brown hair and a little gray on his temples.

At this time, he led people to meet him, and was selling with a smile on his face, holding a palm-sized oak box with beautiful carvings in his hand.

"Is the soap inside? Open it and take a look." Simon looked at the wooden box and smiled.

"Please look, this piece of soap is worth five golden eagles."

The caravan leader opened the wooden box gently after hearing this.

There was a yellowish block inside, with some gray traces, which looked like solidified fat.

"Oh! It's really soap. It looks like the impurities are not handled well, but the lye water is OK."

Simon looked carefully and thought to himself.

"Can I touch it?" he asked calmly.

"Yes, but sir, please don't use too much force." The caravan leader hesitated for a moment and smiled.

Simon nodded, stretched out a finger and touched it gently. It felt soft.

"Oh, this thing is not mixed with salt... The technique needs more practice."

Simon had a general idea in his mind. Adding salt during the production of traditional soap will increase the hardness and the effect will be better.

From this point of view, the technology mastered by the Fruity Castle Macallan family is still relatively elementary.