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Plates of small porcelain plates, brought by the maid Mary, contained all sorts of food that Sol had never seen before, small yellowish round cakes smeared with red jam and a few small raisins, and steamed soft cakes, drizzled with thick maple syrup, and the sweet and greasy taste drilled into Saul's nose.

There was also baked white bread, evenly smeared with tempting honey, and the color was crystal clear not like food, but like amber that had been sealed for thousands of years, and the bread was stored on a plate, on the other side of which were placed a few slices of tender green herbs and a small cup of egg custard, which seemed to be eaten with bread.

In the center of the round table was a brown-red sponge cake, with two layers of cream on top and a layer of Wormsmee plum jam in between, and the dark red jam flowed out of the layer like blood and flowed down the soft cake surface to the white porcelain plate.

Thor picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of the rich and mellow black tea, slightly dispelling the tempting sweetness that lingered on the tip of his nose, before calming down, discarding the temptation of the food on the table, and looking at the woman sitting across from them.

This is a young girl, at least not older than Thor, she wears a dark red silk dress, a pearl necklace on her chest, she sits calmly at the other end of the table, her demeanor is elegant but not pretentious, she picks up a small round cake from the plate, gently puts it in her mouth, and the raised eyebrows are instantly caught by Saul, it seems that she is very satisfied with this dessert.

Needless to say, this girl was the owner of the manor, the second lady of the Conrad family, Susie Conrad, and Marten had told Thor everything he knew about this man before he came, and it all came out and echoed in his mind.

"There are a few guests from afar, and these desserts are prepared for the guests, so please enjoy them. Susie raised her hand and smiled and said to the three Thor sitting opposite, her gentle face had no scruple at all, which made people wonder if the second lady of the Conrad family was really sitting in front of her.

After Mary served the last piece of cake, she stood quietly behind Susie with Isgerin, with the proper smile on her face, but she looked at Ketuma and muttered to herself:

"Bring a kobold to see Miss, I'm afraid it will climb up to the table and eat it later—wait for the mess." "There is no doubt that if the most despicable race were chosen in Worms, the kobolds would win by a landslide, and there is no one who does not hate this filthy creature that lives in the sewers.

It is true that Ketuma has never faced such a sumptuous meal, its small, round eyes do not glow red like candles during the day, but it never leaves the bread and cake on the table, and its nose is so sensitive that it does not need to taste it to know how delicious these things are.

However, contrary to Mary's expectations, even if Susie said something like "please feel free to enjoy", the kobold still did not stretch out his hand, did not even touch the black tea on the table, but always kept kneeling respectfully on the seat, bowing his head slightly, it was impossible to find any etiquette problems, even Susie, who was the master, couldn't help but show a surprised look, secretly surprised by such a special kobold, and interested in Thor a little more.

"Miss Conrad, these little things are really not respectful, please forgive us for being outside of civilization and offering such a small gift. As Saul spoke, Marten stood up, took the square box from Saul's hand, and walked around half of the table to Susie.

"Greetings to Marten, Tromp, dear miss—" The fat merchant handed the wooden box to Mary, the maid who came up, and bowed again, and then retreated to his seat.

Mary turned to hand the box to the hostess, and Susie smiled as she opened it, revealing four square, yellow-like bricks.

"This is the soap you mentioned—?" Stretching out his hand, he gently rubbed the soap a few times, the sticky and smooth feeling came from his fingertips, and he withdrew his hand and put it on the tip of his nose, and there were a few wisps of flowers and plants on his fingers.

"Uh-huh—it's fragrant!" even Susie looked surprised, she could try her best to imagine how good this thing was at stain-relieving as Saul had mentioned in his letterhead, but she couldn't imagine that this "soap" could still give off a sweet floral scent.

"Yes, Mademoiselle—that's the soap I spoke of in my letter. Seeing that Susie was shocked, Saul was secretly happy in his heart, the soap originally made did not have such a fragrance, and even had a strange smell like fat.

Fortunately, there is Kaziba in the tribe, and this strange old witch doctor has been obsessed with the study of various plants and herbs on the cliff corner since the first day he came, so he discovered several nectar that can retain the aroma for a long time after being fused with soap, and Thor asked him to extract it and add it to the soap refining.

After a moment of silence, Susie put the soap in her hand back into the wooden box, frowning hesitantly.

The situation was a little different from what she thought, not to mention the ability of these "soaps" to remove stains, but the mere fact that they emitted such a fragrance greatly increased its value, no, a huge increase.

Susie Conrad, who was at the apex of the Worms aristocracy, knew too well what the ladies and ladies of the aristocratic family liked, and this clean-clean, fragrant "soap" would not just be a big hit, but would make the whole continent go crazy if it didn't work.

Susie felt that she had to reassess the value of the business.

"You're Malten?" asked with interest as she put the soap aside and didn't say anything, looking up at the fat merchant sitting to Thor's right.

"Yes, yes—Miss Conrad. Malten didn't expect the other party to suddenly mention himself, slightly panicked, after all, this is related to his future, it's all in the words of the person in front of him, even if he has been going south and north for so many years, it is difficult for him not to be nervous.

"I'll discuss the money you owe to the Meyer family and ask him to give you more time to pay it off—" Marten breathed a sigh of relief and took a deep breath, a relaxed smile on his face, and Susie hadn't finished her sentence.

"As for the mercenary leader Jason who had a holiday with you, I will also talk to Anze Kobeta, and I believe that I can clear up the misunderstanding between you-"

Susie's words made Thor not quite understand, and Malten hurriedly leaned over to explain to him, "Anze, Kobetta is the biggest mercenary leader in Worms, and a member of Platinum Amber - the other mercenary groups will basically listen to Kobetta. ”

Thor nodded, indicating that he understood, and then listened to Susie's words, and said with a smile:

"But I'm going to take a stake in your soap business. ”