The Defeated Dragon

When Thomas left the study, his heart was lost. When he went downstairs, he stopped at the entrance of the stairs and wanted to take out a cigarette, but found that the smoke was hidden under the pillow.

Mr. Carter, it is strictly forbidden for servants to smoke in the castle.

"Thomas, what are you doing here?" A maid came upstairs downstairs, about thirty years old, wearing a black and white maid skirt with mop and bucket in her hand.

"It's nothing."

"Master still doesn't let you take care of you?"

Thomas took a look at the wall: "Mc., you said, why the lord doesn't like me. I have never worked as a personal servant before, but I used to be the first servant for Viscount Roosevelt. I am qualified for this job. ""

"How do I know that I am not a maid of the Fort Tulip, I have never seen a lord before."

"I just asked you if I have enough to do."

"You should ask Mr. Carter, or Mrs. Mawson... and I don't think you have any worries. The master has only three male servants. Jesse is an assistant. Tom is clumsy and can't wait for the lord. Maybe the lord's character is like this. In this small town, no one is better suited to be a close-knit man than you."

Thomas reinvigorated: "Yeah, I heard that the Master is in the Fort Tulip, and is not valued by the Earl. Maybe he will only be the Baron of the Flower Town for a lifetime, living in a poor country."

"Maybe."

"Mc., do you regret following the lord here?"

"I don't care, the life in the castle is worse, and it's better than going back to the farm to go hungry. I have sold it to the lord, there is no need to think about anything and regret it."

Thomas is preparing to speak, and there is no way to interrupt him: "Do you need to work? Thomas, McMug, pay attention to your behavior, don't whisper outside your bedroom and kitchen!" Follow the stairs and come. It is the butler of this simple castle.

He held a bunch of keys in his hand, and a bottle of red wine, was inspecting the entire castle.

"Okay, Mr. Carter, I am going to work." Thomas and McMug hurriedly left and went to their respective affairs.

If the little aristocracy is the servant of the great aristocracy, then the male servant and the maid can be regarded as the servants of the housekeeper. The aristocratic system has always been such a class.

The castle is small and has a lot of work.

Even if only a nobleman like Liszt needs to wait, the daily workload is huge. For example, every morning and evening, you have to clean it inside and out. Also wash clothes, burn hot water, prepare food, clean the toilet, and most of the work is handed over to the servant and maid.

But this does not mean that Carter does not need to work. On the contrary, in addition to managing servants, Carter is also responsible for welcoming guests, drinking alcohol, supervising serving, sending letters, keeping high-end tableware, managing underground wine cellars, and caring for the most important guests. .

Old Carter is 50 years old this year, and in this era of an average age of less than 55, he is already a sly person.

Dangdang.

He knocked on the door of the study.

"Please come in." The sound of Liszt's gentle voice in the door, with a popular "steel cavity" in the upper class, in the Kingdom of Iron Ridge and its dependent countries, countless nobles are distinguished by the steel cavity.

Old Carter took a deep breath.

He was in the Fort Tulip, and he did not deal with Liszt, mainly in charge of a count of the count. A long time Liszt’s rite of rite, the count assigned him to Liszt as a housekeeper. The position has improved, and the steward is the ultimate goal of all servants.

But the treatment must have declined.

It’s just that Carter didn’t complain. He sold himself to the tulip family from the age of fifteen. He had been in the past thirty-five years. He didn’t have a wedding, and he was a part of the tulip family.

If you can follow the blood family of the tulip family, Baron Liszt, after the last few years of life, is undoubtedly a happy ending.

"Master, look at the book at night and hurt your eyes. You should pay more attention. There are more candles, not as good as the daylight."

Liszt smiled slightly, his eyes moving away from the thick paper books on the table, looking at some old butlers: "Mr. Carter, have you checked all the rooms?"

"Except for the room where the servants still have to work, the other rooms have been locked."

"Very good, then, have a drink together." Liszt had noticed the red wine in Carter's hands, and the aristocrats were so addicted that they formed an unwritten practice. The owner of the castle would sleep at night with the housekeeper. Have a few drinks together and talk about the castle.

Liszt doesn't like to drink, but his predecessor, likes to drink, so that the body will have a demand for wine.

However, the alcohol level here is very low, unless it is as mad as drinking beer, otherwise it is difficult to let him get drunk.

One person with a glass of wine.

Gently touched it.

Shaking and shaking, Liszt took a sip: "Does the cost in the castle support this year's tax?"

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. You don't have much wine from the Tulip Fort. There aren't many wheat flour. The town of Flower Town is very remote. No caravans are willing to come. Even if we have gold coins, it is difficult to buy wheat and drinks. The good news is that there are many wild fruits in the thorny hills, so don't worry about not eating fruits."

Liszt was not valued by the Earl, and when he was separated, he naturally did not get much.

According to his memory, when her sister Li Weila was separated, the carriage was loaded with 30 cars, and he... there was no carriage, only a few horses and a team of people took some luggage.

The treatment is different.

There is too much resentment in the body and mind, but for him, this is not a big deal. After all, he is not the real son of the count. At the most, when the father and son met, it was entangled in how to express closeness, quite awkward.

"No wheat can't be done." Liszt put down the wine glass and said in an unquestionable tone, "The flower town should develop as soon as possible, and the business road must be opened!"

The staple food here is bread.

If you don't have white bread made from wheat, you can only eat brown bread made from rye and oatmeal, which is hard to swallow. Liszt has not eaten his favorite hometown food, and can't eat delicate white bread, he will starve to death.

"It is not easy to open up the road, and the thorny Ridge is too dangerous."

"You can rest assured that I will solve it. The future of the flower town will not be restricted by poverty, and the castle will not be so simple, not even a name." Liszt solemnly said.

Only the palatial castle can have a name, such as the castle of Liszt, saying that the castle is a lift, and then a name, will be jokes by other nobles.

"Is the Elf worm taking care of it?"

"It's very stable, lord."

"That's good."

Drink a glass of wine.

Old Carter's acquaintance: "Master, take a break early, I wish you good night."

"You are good night too, Mr. Carter."

When Carter left, Liszt looked at a thick paper book about the customs of the Sapphire Grand Duchy. The book was thick and had a dictionary thickness. But the content is actually very few, the thick paper does not have its own name, and the thickness of a piece of paper is as thick as pig skin.

“How was paper invented?” Liszt recalled. He found that his memory was not bad. He could remember the papermaking process he had seen online. “When there is time, paper has to be invented... The industrial revolution seems unlikely, but There are still many ways to get rich."

In the meantime, he came out again.

Sure enough, once again, the snakes composed of smoke emerged.

"Task: As a lord, you need to understand everything about the territory. Please visit a circle of flowers and towns to understand the crisis of the territory and prepare for future development. Reward: Sublimation of vindictiveness."