During the picnic at noon, the baron was still awake. He shouted to the ranger: "Does it take so much wood to light a fire? It's all money."

Roger covered his face and didn't want to recognize him. He wondered if it would be too embarrassing to take such a lord out with him in the future.

This is just a building materials business. If we talk to the Baron about future real estate development strategies, then he won't even be willing to let the land be cultivated.

The silent blacksmith suddenly said: "I've been thinking about it, and I always feel that this town is missing something."

Roger suddenly became nervous. He thought hard and realized that there were indeed many buildings that could be built, but they were not necessary. They all depended on the development of the town.

He thought that what the blacksmith meant was an important building that would affect the development of the town. This really couldn't be careless, but Roger just couldn't think of what was missing.

Suddenly a group of men started laughing. Except for the priest who laughed helplessly, everyone else laughed so obscenely and dirty.

Roger thought about it and finally understood that there was still a lack of brothels.

He glanced at the blacksmith, and the sage said: Most silent men are dull, and it is true. (Note: This is made up by the author)

After the meal, everyone packed up and got ready to hit the road. Suddenly the Baron clapped his hands and said, "So the key is time, right? The dam must be built before the winter rain, otherwise,"

When Roger saw the Baron looking at him, he continued what he said: "Otherwise, we'll have to wait another year."

"Ah!" The Baron scratched his head in pain, "How can I wait for a year? I don't want to wait even a day."

The baron waved his hand like a great man: "I announce that the plan will be implemented immediately, and the next arrangements..."

The Baron looked at Roger: "You tell me."

Roger suddenly lost the energy to complain, and he continued honestly: "We need professional builders, masons, and carpenters. Does anyone know?"

Roger looked at the blacksmith, and he guessed that there should be some connection between the craftsmen.

Sure enough, the blacksmith replied: "I know a good builder. If he doesn't take the job, he should be in Syracuse. I went to find him. He has carpenters and stonemasons that he is familiar with. Even if he is not there, he can be found in Syracuse."

Other builders, carpenters and masons.”

Roger added: "We will pay these craftsmen, so be sure to hire good ones."

The baron said domineeringly from the side: "Just spend the money that should be spent, and don't save it for me."

Roger touched his forehead. He wanted to say to the baron: The nobles don't want the dignity anymore.

Then he thought about it and it didn't matter anymore. How to get rich from a poor person will inevitably have a period of adaptation. Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so just let him have fun.

Roger assigned the second task: "The villagers on the mountain must organize themselves and notify them to camp at the mouth of the canyon."

"I'll do it." The ranger accepted the task without hesitation.

Then the ranger handed the horse to the blacksmith: "You can ride my horse, Syracuse is not close. I am going to climb mountains and forests and take mountain trails, which is faster than riding a horse."

Roger issued a third task. He said to the priest: "I'll leave it to you to collect taxes in the villages by the river. The Baron is not good at mathematics."

The baron lowered his head in shame.

The priest gave the baron a step up: "Only I can do this, and you can't collect the tithe."

Roger felt that the priest was really a good friend. For the sake of the Holy See, he could not collect tithes for several years. For the sake of the baron, he immediately took the initiative.

Finally he said to the baron: "Let us go home as soon as possible and write to Messina."

"Then what are you going to do?" The baron took a piece of cloth, "You can write now."

Roger looked at the piece of cloth sideways: "You mean to give my mother a rag to look at?"

The baron finally realized something was wrong: "Yes, that's no good. The nobles still need to save their face. Go back, go back immediately, and find the best parchment in my warehouse."

So they all split up, and the Baron and Roger galloped home as two men, followed by an idle pony.

On the way, the baron taught Roger earnestly: "You really need to take good care of your horse."

Roger glanced at the coward in shame, but the person being criticized had no consciousness and just ran away having fun.

Returning to the baron's house, Roger saw the coachman, who was sitting leisurely under the eaves and taking a nap.

The baron slapped him awake and dragged the coachman into the house, who had not yet recovered.

Roger was busy taking care of the horse, but Little Ear followed him to join in the fun. He heard the Baron, who had not yet calmed down from his excitement, say to the coachman in a low voice: "We have a plan now."

Roger listened carefully, wondering if the Baron had really fully understood his plan.

The coachman made no sound, probably still "on".

The Baron continued: "We are going to build a brothel."

Roger covered his face, and the coachman reacted: "What?"

Then the coachman immediately lowered his voice: "You are crazy, my mother-in-law is here!"

The Baron hesitated: "No, I didn't mean that, I meant, we have a plan."

"Well, what then?"

"We're going to build, um, what?"

"Brotherhouse, you just said brothel."

"Yes, brothel, no, no, well, forget it, I'll ask Roger to talk to you later, he knows best."

"Did you even tell the kid?"

"This is his plan, he proposed it."

"You said a kid planned to build us a brothel?"

"Almost, of course, there is a process involved."

"You are crazy! Why is no one trying to persuade you? Where are the people? Where are those guys?"

"They're all busy with the plan."

"You mean they all agreed?"

"Yes, this is a very good plan. I can't explain it right away. I'll let Roger talk to you later. I'll tell you, it's an absolutely wonderful plan."

"Crazy, you are all crazy."

Roger couldn't stand hearing it anymore, so he hurriedly cleared his hands and ran back to explain to the coachman.

Roger felt that the baron was stupid. He regretted that he should not have worked so hard to deceive the baron for his own ideas. He forgot that the amount of information acquired by medieval people was much less than that of modern people, and their immunity to deception was almost zero.

As soon as Roger entered the house, he was protected like a chicken by the coachman.

The coachman did not wait for him to speak, but warned him seriously: "Listen, you are still young. Although some people get married at your age, it is actually not good for your health. Listen to me and put all this behind you.

I forgot about it, be good."

Roger could feel the coachman's care for him, and his heart felt warm.

So he started to deceive with all his heart and soul, without any reservation, using a childish voice and a sincere tone.

A few minutes later.

"How can such a good thing leave me alone, Luo Luo, let me tell you, if you don't count me in this matter, we won't be brothers."
Chapter completed!