Four hundred and sixty-five chapters goal to achieve
Outside the castle, William specially let a lot of Black Blade drones fly on Sunday, preparing to take photos of Wilson's missing watch on his wrist.
Secretly send the photos to the media, and there will definitely be reports in the news that Wilson had a detector on his hand before he walked into the castle, but the detector was gone after he left the castle.
If you spend a little more money on the tabloids, there will be true and false reports appearing in less than a day. William has already prepared a few articles about problems with watch-type detectors or about immature technology.
Wilson put the new detector into his pocket, picked up his shotgun, and followed William, who was also wearing hunting clothes, out of the castle and walked to the stables.
The staff who had been notified early took Wilson and his bodyguards to pick horses.
William said hello to eight professional hunters who came from the castle town with hunting dogs.
"Good morning, boss".
Stable director Neil Jordan looked worriedly at Red Rabbit, who became excited when he saw William, "Boss, Red Rabbit is a champion horse now. It's really not suitable to ride it for hunting. If something happens, the loss will be too great."
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William was not someone who couldn't listen to advice. He patted Red Rabbit's horse's head and said, "You take Red Rabbit back to the stable. I will come back in the afternoon and see it if I have time."
"Okay, okay, boss." Seeing that William agreed so readily, Old Neil hurriedly shouted to the equally nervous horse trainer and stable boy, "hurry up and send Red Rabbit back to the stable, and then help Boss lead the horse."
Come".
He didn't care about it with Old Neil. He mounted on the bloody horse that the old man had prepared for him, hung up his shotgun, and waited for Wilson to ride out. The two of them, along with four bodyguards who also rode on horseback, rode among the eight hunters.
He drove and led him out of the stable.
Eight professional hunters led the way and were driven by more than twenty hunting dogs. Within two hours, William and Wilson shot two wild boars and more than a dozen rabbits.
At 12 noon, William heard the reply from Sunday saying that the news about Wilson had spread, and said to Wilson who was still excited, "Okay, let's go back for lunch first, and in the afternoon we will talk about building a road to the desert area."
It’s about the goods”.
Wilson, who rarely went out to hunt once, heard this and endured the unhappiness of not having enough fun and nodded in agreement.
It took a group of people half an hour to ride back to the stable. William took out a roll of pounds and threw it to Old Hunter, the leader of today's hunters. "We won't go out in the afternoon. Help me clean up the wild boars and rabbits and pick out some good ones."
Castle, keep the rest to yourselves."
"Okay, Mr Devonshire".
Old Hunter took the roll of pounds that flew over and immediately knew that there were at least 3,000 pounds. Eight people equally earned 400 pounds in one morning. Old Hunter was overjoyed and at the same time hoped that William could go hunting every day in the future. This idea was a pity.
Just thinking about it.
Taking off his hat, Old Hunter bowed slightly and thanked him, "Thank you for your reward. May the Devonshire family prosper forever, mylord."
"Haha," William laughed loudly when he heard old Hunter calling him master, "Well, you can change your title after I actually inherit the title of earl. It's not appropriate now."
Riding on the horse, he pulled the brim of his hat on his head and nodded in return, "Goodbye, old Hunter."
Then he nodded slightly to the other seven hunters.
The hunters hurriedly responded respectfully.
After only half a day's work, he got a full day's pay, and looking at old Hunter, it was still a lot of money.
In addition, it has been reported that William purchased 3.4 acres of land around the town. Those who stay in the town will be unable to live without the Devonshire family in the future.
So everyone bowed and saluted like Old Hunter, which made William, who had always been disdainful of aristocratic life, suddenly feel very happy.
A sense of novelty with a sense of history arose spontaneously, and I suddenly understood the reason why those nobles who had experienced being superior to others would rather endure hardships than give up the tradition of nobility.
After watching the hunter leave, Wilson asked with a smile, "Does it feel good?"
"Although it's a bit disrespectful, it feels really good," William returned with a smile.
But he knew the big reason for all this was money.
The Devonshire family has re-emerged, and hunters like Old Hunter, who specialize in serving the nobles, deliberately pick up the tricks of the nobles to please him.
For them, nobles are their bread and butter, and pleasing anyone is not flattering. Even if they go out to work, they have to be fawning when dealing with their bosses or customers, and they won't lose a piece of meat by showing off.
"Haha," Wilson laughed loudly when he heard William's somewhat embarrassing words, "Only in rural farms, manors and other places can you find some traditional aristocratic etiquette culture.
However, I remind you, buddy, don’t indulge in this, these artificial things are the money in your pocket.”
"Okay," interrupting Wilson, William curled his lips. Of course he understood what Wilson meant. The residents of the small town, except for those who work outside, now rely on him for their income.
It is normal for him to find ways to please the God of Wealth.
"I don't care if they are sincere or not, I will pay whoever works for me, raise the salary if they do well, and fire them if they don't."
"As long as you understand, good traditions should be preserved, but it is more appropriate to use the capitalist method to deal with the relationship between employees and employees." Wilson thought for a while and then whispered, "In the future, if someone advises you to completely abandon the
If you act like a noble, then this person must be trying to harm you or have ulterior motives."
After speaking, Wilson stopped talking and stared at William. Seeing that he didn't show any curiosity, Wilson couldn't help but feel discouraged and said,
"You are so boring".
After waiting for a while, William still showed no interest. Wilson couldn't help but said, "Do you know that your relative has a servant now?"
"How many?"
You don't need to think about William to understand that Wilson is talking about the Earl of Oxford who is about to see God.
"A full 140".
Wilson looked around cautiously, and after making sure that no one else was following him except the four bodyguards, he continued, "Maybe he knows that he doesn't have much time. Now he has introduced all the tricks from hundreds of years ago into his home, and he still looks like
Looks like he doesn't care about money at all,
He gives jewelry to a woman casually and even pays the gift tax on her behalf. I'm worried that if he continues like this, he will not only be in debt before long, but he may also damage the reputation of the Devonshire family."
"What does this have to do with the family?" William asked doubtfully.
"God, you don't understand this." He rolled his eyes at William. "You don't want it to be written in the family history that the 46th head of the Devonshire family and the 17th Earl was a man who loved beauty but not the country. For the sake of
It is not a good evaluation for a woman to lose all her family property, rack up huge debts, and leave a mess to the next earl."
Ha, looking at Wilson who had some evasive eyes, William knew that what this guy said was as good as possible. If you really want to evaluate the current earl, just think about the evaluations of the worst emperors in history.
What William was concerned about was why Wilson paid attention to the count's situation. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Why do you care about him?"