Outside the castle, William had a number of Black Blade drones flown on Sunday, ready to take pictures of Wilson's wrist with the watch missing.

Send the photos to the media secretly, and there will definitely be a report in the news that Wilson had a detector with him before he walked into the castle, but the piece of hand was gone when he left the castle.

Spend some more money on the tabloids, and it won't take a day for any true or false reports to appear, and even a few articles about the problems with the watch-type detector, or the technology is not yet mature, William has already prepared.

Wilson put the new detector in his pocket, picked out his shotgun, and followed William, who was also dressed in a hunting suit, out of the castle and on foot to the stables.

The staff who had been notified early took Wilson and his bodyguards to pick up the horses.

William greeted eight professional hunters who had come from the castle town with their hounds.

"Good morning, BOSS".

Neil Jordan, the director of the stables, looked at Chitu worriedly, and Chitu was excited when he saw William, "BOSS, Chitu is a champion horse now, it's really not suitable to ride to hunt, if something happens, the loss will be too great."

William is not a person who can't listen to persuasion, patted Chitu's horse head, "You lead Chitu back to the stable, I will come to see it when I have time when I come back in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay, BOSS", old Neil saw that William agreed so happily, and hurriedly shouted to the equally nervous horse trainer and horse boy on the side, "Send the red rabbit back to the stable, and then help the boss lead the horse."

He didn't bother with old Neil, but rode on the sweaty horse that the old man had prepared for him, hung up his shotgun, and waited for Wilson to come out on horseback, and the two of them took four bodyguards, who were also on horseback, and drove out of the stable, led by eight hunters.

Eight professional hunters led the way, and more than two dozen hunting dogs drove them, and within two hours William and Wilson had two wild boars and a dozen rabbits.

At 12 noon, when William heard Sunday's reply that the news about Wilson had come out, he said to Wilson, who was still excited, "All right, let's go back to lunch first, and in the afternoon we will talk about distributing goods to the desert area."

Wilson, who had a hard time hunting once, heard this, and nodded in agreement with the unhappiness of not having fun.

After a group of men spent half an hour riding back to the stable, William took out a roll of pounds and threw it to Old Hunter, the head of the hunter today, "We won't go out in the afternoon, help me clean up the wild boars and rabbits, pick some good ones and send them to the castle, and keep the rest for yourselves."

"Okay, Mr. Devon Hill".

Old Hunter took a roll of pounds that flew over, and immediately knew that there were at least three thousand, and eight people would earn 400 pounds in the morning, and old Hunt was overjoyed at the same time, and hoped that William would go hunting every day in the future, but unfortunately this idea was just a thought.

Taking off his hat, Old Hunter bent down slightly and thanked him, "Thank you for the reward, may the Devonhill family prosper forever, Mylord."

"Haha," William laughed when he heard old Hunter call himself master, "well, it's not appropriate for you to change your name when I really inherit the earl's title."

Riding on his horse, he pulled the brim of his hat on his head and nodded in return, "Goodbye, old Hunter".

Then he nodded slightly to each of the other seven hunters.

The hunters returned the salute with respectful respect.

I only worked for half a day and got a day's money, and looking at the old Hunter's appearance, there was a lot of money.

Coupled with the fact that William had bought 3.4 acres of land around the town, it was rumored that those of them who stayed in the town would be inseparable from the Devon Hill family in the future.

So everyone bent down and saluted like old Hunter, which made William, who had always been disdainful of aristocratic life, suddenly feel very refreshed.

A sense of novelty with a sense of history arose, and I suddenly understood the reason why those nobles who had experienced too much superiority would rather work hard to support than give up the aristocratic tradition.

Watching the hunter leave, Wilson smiled and asked, "Doesn't it feel good?"

"It's a bit disrespectful, but it's a good feeling," William replied with a smile.

But he knew that a big reason for it all was money.

The Devon Hill family has re-emerged, and old Hunter, hunters who specialize in serving the aristocracy, deliberately pick up the nobleman's set to curry favor with him.

For them, aristocrats are their parents, who they please, who is not to please, even if they go out to work, they have to be different when they treat their bosses or customers, and they will not lose a piece of meat when they are pretty.

"Haha," Wilson laughed out loud when he heard William's words, "and only country farms, manors and other places can still find some traditional aristocratic etiquette culture,

But don't get too drunk on this, man, these people are for the money in your pocket."

"Alright," interrupted Wilson's words, William pursed his lips, of course he understood the meaning of Wilson's words, the residents of the town, except for those who went out to work, everyone else now depends on him,

It's normal to change the law to please him, the God of Wealth.

"I don't care if they are sincere or fake, whoever works for me, I will pay whoever I do, raise my salary if I do a good job, and dismiss if I don't do well."

"It's good that you understand, good traditions should be preserved, but it is appropriate to deal with the relationship between employment and employment in the way of capitalists", Wilson thought for a while and said in a low voice, "In the future, if someone advises you to completely pick up the way of the aristocracy, then this person will definitely want to harm you, or have ulterior motives."

After speaking, Wilson stopped talking and stared at William, seeing that he didn't show the slightest curiosity, Wilson couldn't help but be discouraged,

"You're so boring."

After waiting for a while, William still didn't look interested, and Wilson couldn't help but say, "Do you know how many servants your relative's family has now?"

"How much?"

It didn't take a thought for William to understand that Wilson was talking about the Earl of Oxford, who was about to see God.

"Exactly 140".

Wilson cautiously looked around, making sure that no one else was following except for the four bodyguards, and then continued, "Maybe he knows that he doesn't have much time, and now he has introduced the same set from hundreds of years ago into his own house, and he still doesn't care about money at all.

For the sake of a woman's jewelry, and even paying the gift tax for her, I fear that if this continues, he will not only be in debt, but may also damage the reputation of the Devon Hill family."

"What does this have to do with the family?" William wondered.

"God, you don't understand this", William glanced at him, "You don't want to write in the family history in the future that the 46th head of the Devon Hill family, the 17th earl is a person who loves beauty and does not love the country, for the sake of a woman to lose his ancestral property, not to mention the debt, and leave a mess for the next earl, this is not a good evaluation."

Ha, looking at Wilson, who was a little evasive in his eyes, William knew that what this guy said was to try his best to pick it up, and if he really wanted to evaluate the current earl, just think about the evaluation of the worst emperors in history.

And William was concerned about why Wilson was paying attention to the Earl's situation, squinting and saying, "What do you care about him?"