Three days after putting the eagle eggs in the space to raise them, it was September 25, 2018, the 7488th year of the Shengyuan period. This day was a harvest festival, and it was a year in the blink of an eye.
Kingdom of Esk, Parker County, Rocas
The Kingdom of Esk is not large in size, and it is close to the ocean. The mountains and forests in China are not high. It is said that the highest Buzz Peak is only 550 meters. In the Baron's Rocas, it is Romon, so it is in the "Edge Forest". To the west is the thorn forest and to the north is a mountain range. This mountain range lasts for several miles, but the height is only about 200 meters.
It is said that this mountain is nominally the territory of Baron Galle Lance Yulen,
Galle is the name of the territory and the name of the central town. It is said that it has the direct territory of the three towns and eighteen villages, and most of the territory is plains. It is very fertile and is the wealthy baron in the first five nearby.
Romon was riding a pony alone and galloping on the small road in the forest. He thought to himself, and felt that this title was very familiar. When he thought about it carefully, he remembered that in the city of Aps, he once met Jacob, the first-class mage. He was originally the youngest son of Ibi Yulun. Relying on the favor of the lord and his mage, he actually wanted to compete with his eldest son, but was kicked out.
The lord is his elder brother, Lance. Speaking of which, the territory of Romon, with its back against the mountain, is the territory of Baron Galle, which is in the gap between two territories.
While thinking and running, for the nobles, learning riding is also a science. Short-distance, long-distance, and sprinting must be practiced before slowly learning it.
Before Romon, he didn't even know how to ride a horse, and he had never tried running long distances.
However, for the druid, being able to communicate the minds of animals is only a superficial meaning, it is enough to control horses.
Of course, Romon didn't pursue a famous horse with pure and excellent bloodline, just a simple horse. Now there are four horses in the territory, which is enough to complete some tasks.
After turning over several fields, Romon felt a little pain in the friction between his thighs, which was something that the druid could do.
Compared with the relatively deserted scenery near the Roman Territory, the more you walk, the more you find dense fields, and the forest is basically invisible.
Seeing a bridge in front, Romon slowed down the horses automatically through the special power of the druids. This small bridge is made of stone and spans a river of two meters. If you remember it well, you will enter the jazz's territory below.
The horses were running on the road in a hurry and swept around the horses. This was a large field, isolated by this river. Winter wheat was planted on the farmland of about 2,000 acres, and many lands were planted. The tenants were busy inside, and there were a busy scene.
There are trees planted on the roadside, but I don’t know what their name is. As the autumn wind blows, a few leaves float down, making it look like the pastoral scenery of autumn harvest.
The Jazz's residence is easy to find. A villa is reflected in the afternoon sun. Although it is a dinner party, as a new entourage, he was invited by the nobles of the higher level. It was a basic courtesy to come earlier.
From a distance, the villa has no garden built. It is a country jazz villa. It is just a brick wall. The wall is not high. You can see the situation inside when you ride on a horse. There is a three-story building inside.
The horse slowly walked up and arrived at the door. At this time, the people inside had already seen it and walked out.
"You are Sir Demerka? I'm honored to be invited by you!" Romon said, turning over and dismounting, landing on the ground, with a very agile body.
The person standing in front of the door was a middle-aged man, simple and elegant, with a gentle temperament. He didn't come to the temple last time. When Romon compared it, he felt that he had more aristocratic temperament than the internal officials and even the barons.
"You are Mr. Romon, so young, welcome!" The middle-aged Sir Demerka said with a smile: "Come on, come in there, don't be restrained."
When I walked into the building and turned to a hall, I found that there were three or four families coming. I seemed to have seen them when I was enthroned. They were all decent families nearby. They all gathered together, sat on the sofa, chatting, playing cards, and their attitudes were leisurely.
"The only ones who came today are Daly, Brandt, and Baldry, you can meet you." Sir Damerka said.
All three families have children and are middle-aged. Only Baldry and his wife are only about twenty years old. When they saw the introduction, they both nodded politely, and they did not get close to each other, nor were they deliberately alienated, and they had a casual meaning.
"Ah, Mr. Romon, I'm glad to see you here." But Baldry shouted with relative enthusiasm: "Come on, come here."
"Okay, it's still early, you can play cards and chat!" Sir Demerka said. The atmosphere here was very relaxed and comfortable, reminding Romon of the so-called salon.
Salon is the transliteration of the French word Salon (living room). In fact, it is the original meaning. It treats a certain hall of the house as a social place. Most of the people who enter and exit are small nobles in the countryside or city, or invites dramatists, novelists, poets, musicians, painters, critics, etc.
In fact, each circle has its own salon, with similar interests, gathering together, siping drinks and enjoying elegant music, and chatting with each other on various issues of common interest. There are not many people, and they voluntarily combine, talk freely, and express their opinions.
The original salon model was the current situation of relaxed chatting, rather than the magnificent or elegant and exquisite salon in the movie.
Romon sat over and watched Baldry play cards, but as he arrived, he still attracted the topic to Romon.
"Romon, I heard that you have cultivated it, autumn is sown?" Baldry played a card. Because he was about the same age, he still asked happily, looking a little familiar.
Romon sat. The sofa was made of cashmere and was not expensive. It was almost October now, so it was still suitable to sit on this. After hearing this, he said, "Indeed, it has been sown in autumn."
"It's enough to sow autumn. You'll get something next year and you'll be on track." Daley, opposite, played a card and said casually that he was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He was by his son, which was about the same age as Romon.
Although it was only the end of October, the fireplace on the wall had been lit, and the fire was piled with chopped wood. Sometimes the servants would put one inside, but the burning was not strong, and they could just drive away the unique moisture in the coastal areas.
Romon noticed that there were not many servants in the villa, only about five or six, which was very consistent with the identity of a jazz. At this moment, suddenly, some footsteps came. When he looked back, it was a staircase.
Several people came down from the building, first of which was Sir Demerka, followed by a dignified and beautiful lady, followed by two girls.
When Romon came for the first time, he immediately stood up and saluted his wife: "You are the Jazz Lady. I am Romon, and I am honored to visit you!"
"Oh, Mr. Romon, you don't have to be restrained. I am also honored to invite a talented druid like you to visit." The Jazz's Lady swept her eyes, but she said politely and gentlely.
It is said that this lady was born in a jazz family. She brought a lot of books as dowry and was always kind and considerate when dealing with people. Now she saw that it was indeed the case.
The Jazz Lady said calmly: "Your deeds have been spread. I am honored to introduce to you my two daughters, Owenna, Imisha!"
Owenna and Imisha both bent over and gala to salute. This is a standard lady's etiquette, but Romon suddenly remembered a very violent record in ancient times. It is said that the original meaning of this etiquette is that when a woman meets a VIP, she pulls her skirt open and reveals her thighs to show her grand welcome.
Nowadays, it has become a ritual for a shallow skirt, and has become a common lady etiquette in mainland China. Romon was immediately embarrassed by his imagination and quickly returned the gift.
By the way, Owenna is actually one year older than him, with blonde hair than waist, bright purple eyes, tall chest, slender legs, but Imisha is a few years younger, probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she has not grown up!
"Mr. Romon, it's a privilege to see you." Owenna said lightly, her eyes turning on Romon.
Then everyone sat on the sofa and served milk tea. The two ladies were not unhappy. Although they didn't talk a lot, they spoke very easily. The atmosphere suddenly became lively. As they were talking, the topic turned to Romon's new village.
"...Is there a thousand acres? It's so much to develop at once? It's cost a lot of money?" Baldry asked lowered his card.
"It's a lot, and it's been spent in total!" Romon said lightly. The number worth 2 million yuan scared the decent people present. It was not that they couldn't afford the money, but they were also going to hurt their worries and even sold some things.
"Forgive me, where did you get this money?" Baudrill asked in surprise. Everyone knew that Romon was just a worthless boy a year ago.
"This is a long way to say it. Simply put, I inherited my uncle's inheritance, probably a thousand gold coins. Secondly, everyone knows that I am a druid, and I run the potion shop, and I earn sixty gold coins every month. And Mr. Barnle, who borrowed me a sum of money, was to get it done." Although Baldry's words were a bit pretentious, Romon didn't care about this. In fact, he was about to tell these things to the decent people present and let his reputation spread.
Some things, such as Shennongjiao, must not be leaked, but some things need to be widely publicized. This is something Romon has only realized recently - this can reduce a lot of trouble and increase many allies.
Hearing this, even Mr. Daly and Mr. Brandt showed a look of surprise. Mr. Brandt just made up his mind and said, "The income of sixty gold coins per month is seven hundred a year. Add to the income of territory. Oh, you can earn eight hundred gold coins a year, and convert eight thousand silver coins."
An annual income of 8,000 silver coins may be only one-tenth of the Baron, and it is nothing to the middle-aged and above merchants in the small town, but for most knights and family entourages, this is also an amazing income.
The Sir Demerka family has only been like this for a year, but this is already the industry of a jazz and a century-old family.
Facing everyone's expressions, Romon said with a smile: "However, since there are very few alchemy products, it is only at this level, and it can no longer be expanded. Besides, this technology is difficult to pass on from generation to generation. After all, druids are more dependent on talent. For a family, land and commerce can make more profits, and are the pillars of the family."
Everyone loves to hear this. Mr. Daly nodded and said, "That's true!"
After a while, it was natural that everyone's eyes were different for Romon, especially Owenna, who had a little more attention in her bright eyes.
Chapter completed!