"It's a strange discovery, there is a strange magic fluctuation. ”

Roque stood silently, ignoring the unconscious Betty, his eyes resting on Busso's legs with interest, a strange smile on his face.

Obviously, Busso's legs were an eye-opener for Roque, which may be the real reason why he agreed to Betty's request, but what does it matter, at least the survival of the hard-working siblings is guaranteed for the time being.

After thinking for a moment, Roque beckoned to the town guard beside Murdan.

"Master Roque, what are your orders? The town guard came up behind him and asked respectfully.

"Take care of them for me. ”

"Lord Roque, don't worry. ”

After seeing Roque and Murdan leave, the town guard called his companions, and together they took Betty and the brothers and sisters away.

Evening came, and for the survivors of the Black Silence Manor, they were tired enough to prepare food for so many people temporarily, and Milyre was very busy.

Even the three daughters of Fili, Wormwood, and Helen also joined to help, of course, the swordsmen in the manor were no exception, except for Roque and Murdan, and the injured Yag, the Black Thorn Manor could be said to be fully mobilized this time.

The smell of dinner wafted from several tents, a sign that the night was not far off, and many of the working poor people were involuntarily frightened, not knowing whether the manor would be as safe as Miral, for in their opinion the defenses were too weak.

This question can only be verified by them in person, because the person who knows the answer does not have time to do ideological work for them at this time, in fact, even if there is time, no one should do such a thing, it is too troublesome.

Most of the children behaved the opposite, expecting to have food tonight and not having time to think about anything else.

The first night passed so easily, and all the poor people who came to the manor were more or less given a little food, which made them feel grateful, and thought that the lord of the manor had become more merciful.

At dawn, Roque and Murdan had some breakfast early, and then rode out of the manor, and there was still a business to be negotiated on the Miral side.

"My lord, I think we were the first to leave the manor today. On the way, Murdan said with a smile.

"Murdan, you're wrong, I'm afraid Vader is in town by now. Roque shook his head, denying the other party's view.

"That kid is very positive, do you think you are sure, my lord?"

"We have to believe him. ”

In the early morning, Miral was the same as ever, and the people in charge of the guards outside were on shift, while in the town, the people who went out gathered from time to time, and most of their topics were related to Roque and Black Thorn Manor.

In the bakery, Vado had no intention of working, and waited for Roque, and after waiting for a long time, he began to be a little anxious, wondering if he was taking it for granted.

"No, he's the owner of the Black Thorn Manor, so something must be delayed. ”

The cranky Valdo desperately explained to himself that Roque would definitely come.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. ”

Roque, who came to the bread workshop, took a loaf of bread in his hand, and when he saw Vado, who was anxiously waiting, he walked straight over.

"Ah, good morning, Mr. Roque, you're here at last. Seeing each other, Vado was overjoyed, and now he could finally rest assured, and he hurriedly greeted him.

After a few small talks, the two sides sat down, and of course, Vado brought Roque and Murdan a good cup of coffee, as usual.

"There are more than five hundred poor people working on my estate, can you provide them with the bread they need?" Roque asked bluntly, not in a hurry to get his coffee.

"Of course, what kind of bread do you need, Mr. Roque?" asked Vado, cautiously with a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

"What's the cheapest bread here?" Roque said calmly, then picked up his coffee.

"The cheapest is brown bread. Vado's face changed slightly, he didn't expect the other party to want this kind of bread.

"Which one it is, I'll see. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. Wado hurriedly got up to get the sample.

"It's quite a generous amount. ”

Roque took a black loaf of bread and looked at it carefully, it was about the size of a white radish, and it was hard and dough.

"Yes, it's just not very tasty, but it's perfect for filling your stomach and has a long shelf life. Vado answered.

"Okay, I'll ask for 1,200 copies a day for this, give me a reasonable price. Roch placed the brown bread on the glass table and made a decision.

"Mr. Roque, how about I give you the lowest price at the moment, ten rupees for a brown loaf, or twelve thousand rupees for a thousand two hundred. Vado asked in a consultative tone.

(Currency is divided into gold, silver, rupees, pennies, and of course, barter, one gold coin is equal to one hundred silver coins, and so on.) ）

Roque shook his head expressionlessly, and he gently held out a finger.

"A gold coin, that's what I can pay. ”

"Mr. Roque's black bread doesn't make much profit in the first place. Hearing this price, Vado immediately changed his sad face, and he felt that the other party was a little ruthless.

"Actually, I still want to lower the price a little, but I didn't do that, you can sell a gold coin if you want, I don't want to delay each other's precious time, besides, this is a long-term business, and the manor is not so easy to rebuild. ”

Roque knew very well that if he continued to bargain, he might not need a single gold coin, but he was too troublesome to waste time on this issue.

"Well, Mr. Roque, please take care of the workshop's business in the future. ”

Vado compromised, and if he didn't, the deal would slip away from his eyes, and he was sure that the other party would do it if he couldn't get along.

"Then we can move on to the next step, what's the best bread here?"

"Cream toast wrap. ”

"Yes, I want 200 servings a day. ”

"Mr. Roque, this kind of one costs sixty rupees. ”

Valdo also understood that Roque was different from his previous guests, and he had decided that as long as it was not too unreasonable, he could accept it.

"I'll ask for fifty rupees. Roque said dryly.

Vado showed an expression that was really like this, he didn't want to act anymore, the price offered by the other party was not very outrageous, and the profit was still okay if you calculated it carefully.

"And when do you want it, Mr. Roque?"

"Today, I'll take you straight back to the manor when you're ready, and I'll arrange for someone to come to you every morning to get bread. With that, Roque stood up, and he took out thirty gold coins from his bosom.

"Let's book for half a month first. ”

"No problem, Mr. Roque walks slowly. ”