"Why isn't my lunch ready? Are you all useless? Hurry up and go to the kitchen to urge me!"
"Which stinky girl stole my dark elf perfume again? Believe it or not, I will rip off your nose next time!"
"What are you doing standing around here? Put the ale outside the house. It tastes best when it's cold. What a bunch of idiots!"
A fat woman kept screaming, her fat body trembling slightly with her movements, and the overwhelmed wooden chair creaked.
If the special leather robe were placed in an ordinary person's home, it would be enough to become a double quilt. Although the gemstone ring on the finger is expensive, it is now covered with sauce.
The servants in the room immediately lowered their heads and looked very respectful. But there was no trace of fear on everyone's face, and many of them even smiled.
This fat woman's name is Belinda, and she is the lord of Changsuo City. Although she was born into a noble family, she has an uninhibited and unrestrained nature, showing off the boldness of the Vikings.
The tundra continent is very barren, and Changsuo City, as the only two towns, is also miserable. People's most dreams are not unrealistic things, but to live and see the sun every day.
Therefore, although Belinda often speaks unscrupulously, people who know her well know that the Lord of the City is very talkative and has no airs at all.
Although the brocade robe is expensive, it is indeed the coat she bought five years ago. Although she is constantly picky about food, she has never wasted a piece of bread.
The servants are not called domestic slaves, but are Belinda's old friends. Because if anyone has something to do, Belinda will quietly do whatever she can to help.
Of course, this does not mean that she has completely abandoned the majesty that a city lord should have. Respect is mutual, and those who really like the tundra continent will naturally gain a lot. As for those guys with malicious intentions, they all have their heads in different places. "Sir, it's already been a cold month, do you still plan to drink ice wine? Be careful that your stomach can't bear it." The maid served the food with a smile, and then asked softly.
Such slightly arrogant words should never be uttered by a servant. Even if it is for the sake of the other party, even if it is a good word but a bitter one.
"Time flies so fast. The Ogu continent has just experienced a dark rainy night. I wonder how many living beings will be swept away by death this year."
Belinda sighed and inserted the dagger in her hand into the wooden table. The Vikings only had one utensil for dining, and that was the sharp dagger they carried with them.
Because whether it is the dining table or the battlefield, it is a place where people fight. Soldiers without weapons are unqualified and are seeking death.
"Yes, otherwise those foreign merchants wouldn't have been so frequent recently. I heard that the Forgotten Strait is almost crowded now."
Another maid who was holding an ale jug answered, and saw that what she was holding was not cold ale, but warm, fine dwarf wine.
Belinda smiled and nodded, neither scolding the other party nor stopping this simple and straightforward care. She liked this feeling, even if nothing could be changed.
"Don't leave Changsuo City recently, let alone go to the village. I have no interest in participating in the affairs of Adrian and Lord Ragnar, nor do I have the interest to inquire."
Belinda put away her smile and ordered with a serious face. These things have been widely spread for a long time and are no longer a secret.
When it comes to power, Belinda's desire is not even as strong as the stew on the plate. In her eyes, the Tundra Continent is already sparsely populated, and internal fighting will only severely damage its vitality, which is the most unwise move. But who can stop this kind of thing? Let’s not talk about how Lord Ragnar is loved by others. Grand Duke Adrian, who has succeeded him for decades, really has no achievements.
Belinda doesn't have such big ambitions. She only hopes that Changsuo City under her jurisdiction can survive one cold month after another, and that everyone can have a bite of black bread.
"I know, sir, don't worry. Now we are too busy collecting firewood, so how can we have time to take care of those things."
"However, the food problem still exists, and the trend is uncontrollable. If there are fewer foreign merchants, then Changsuo City..."
The maid was only halfway through her words when she was suddenly interrupted by the old housekeeper. Belinda's lunch was completely over, and the dwarf wine in the cup rippled.
Food is a problem for any principality, but in the tundra continent, it has become a heavy boulder weighing on everyone's heart.
There is a lack of animal skins to cuddle up with each other to sleep, and there are no books to learn hunting. Ordinary people and professionals each perform their own duties, but food is the basis of it all.
There are only two kinds of food in the frozen continent, one is the meat of wild beasts, and the other is bread and ale. As for those green vegetables and bright fruits, perhaps only noble gentlemen can enjoy them regularly.
Therefore, the price difference in the tundra continent is extremely polarized, either ridiculously expensive or shockingly cheap. However, skill is fixed, and there will always be people who are hungry on a snowy night.
"Then let's increase the bounty more. I hope our professionals can go out hunting more often instead of sitting in the bar every day."
Belinda sighed and replied helplessly. This is her last resort, and it is also the habit of the frozen continent for thousands of years.
"How about gathering all the professionals together? Just ask, and I believe that Lady Tanya will solve it perfectly."
The old butler frowned and suggested again. Force is far more efficient than voluntary action, and it is also done out of goodwill and does not violate the dogma of the gods.
"Absolutely not! There are already very few professionals in our frozen continent. If we really do that, there is no guarantee that someone will leave due to disappointment."
"This method of killing the goose to retrieve the eggs is tantamount to seeking death. Instead of pondering these crooked ways, we should work hard to cultivate talents that can be made."
When Belinda heard this, she slammed the wooden table, and a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes. Everyone was silent, and no longer had the playful expression before.
"The professionals refuse to go out hunting, but the gold coins we offer are too few. I will solve this matter. As for the suggestion of forcing them, don't mention it again in the future."
After Belinda said that, she stood up and slowly walked out of the city lord's mansion. She quickly got into the carriage and was traveling in the direction of the so-called mercenary union.
"Hey, our lord must be humble enough to beg those professionals again. This kind of thing can only be seen in Changsuo City."
"If this is just fine, I'm afraid you will have to spend a lot of your own money this time, and our city lord's palace will almost be unable to uncover the pot,"
"Okay, let's eat quickly. We have a lot of things to do in the afternoon. Since you are grateful, use actions to repay."
The old butler sighed, and then his eyes turned to the dining table. Belinda only ate the nearest plate of stew, and left the remaining plates untouched.
This is Belinda's habit, and it is an unspoken tradition in the city lord's mansion. The servants either stuff these things into their mouths, or put them away carefully in silence.
The wind and snow became more and more fierce, and everyone performed their duties, cleaning the city lord's mansion as if they were taking care of their own home. They had no way of repaying Belinda's kindness, and could only work hard to do what they were responsible for.