Mecklenburg was built faster than in other territories, thanks to a series of advanced tools used by Arrod, which used animal power to turn the axles, connected wooden gears to drive wooden cranes, which could carry heavy stone goods up to high ground, and the extensive use of wooden scaffolding in the construction of buildings, allowing construction workers to move at any time, rather than piling up mounds of earth next to them as in other territories. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"A professional construction team and standardized processes can better serve the territory." After the exercise, Arold was satisfied with the combat effectiveness of the Mecklenburg Corps, and since there were no major military operations in the territory, Arold turned his attention back to the construction of the territory.

"Lord Duke, you mean to form a team dedicated to construction, but in the past, the lords used to temporarily mobilize serfs and then hire people from the stonemason's union to supervise it, so the cost should be smaller." Dylan. Matt said to Arold.

"Although it will cost a little more when it is first formed, it is more comfortable to use, and they can also be useful in building strong camps for the army in the event of a war." Arold to Dylan, who was sitting in front of him. Matt said.

"Understood, I'll do it, but this kind of thing should generally be handled by Brother Elvet, the palace minister, why should it be left to me?" Dylan. Matt said with some hesitation, forming a construction team should be an internal affair, if Dylan. Matt's words of overstepping his behalf, it will definitely cause Brother Elvet to misunderstand.

"Don't worry about this, the establishment of these construction teams belongs to the auxiliary forces of the Mecklenburg Corps, not an internal affair." Arold waved his hand and said, the structure of the Mecklenburg Corps has been divided into three parts: combat troops, auxiliary troops, and logistics baggage troops, and the combat troops are mainly infantry, crossbows, and cavalry, while the auxiliary troops are eliminated from the combat units of infantry, crossbows, cavalry, and engineers.

"Also, in order to increase the long-range attack power of the Mecklenburg Legion, I specially drew a design of the repeater, and you brought it to the two masters in the smelting base to let them build fifteen repeaters according to the drawing." Arrold handed a roll of parchment to him, and he handed it to Dylan. Matt.

"Yes, Lord Duke." Dylan. Matt took the drawings, bowed to Arrode, and was about to leave the room.

"Wait a minute, Laila's bakery has delivered a new style of pastry today, let's try it together." Arrold called out to Dylan. Matt, walking over to the wooden table and uncovering an iron lid containing several delicate pastries, Arold picked one up and handed it to Dylan. Matt.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." Dylan. Matt looked at the tempting fragrance of the pastries, knowing that the pastries in Leila's bakery were very popular among the nobles, and many wealthy commoners would save up to buy them on their families' birthdays.

"It tastes good, although the sweetness of the honey is still insufficient, but Leila really put a lot of thought into it." Arold also picked up a pastry, and when he was in a bad mood, taking a bite of this pastry always made him feel much better.

"Oh, it's delicious." Dylan. Matt ate ate the fluffy pastry and said in admiration.

"yes, such a delicious pastry, we should let it open branches in other countries as well." Arold finished the pastry in two bites, and suddenly excitedly thought of a brilliant idea.

"Branch?" Dylan. Matt asked.

"Yes, it is to be trained in our territory, and then the pastry chef will be funded by me to go to other territories to create a pastry shop model, a unified top-secret recipe." Arrold vs. Dylan. Matt said.

"So do you want me to do this?" Dylan. Matt asked.

"No, no, just do a few things I gave you, and I'll let Leila take care of this." Arold said.

There was a buzzing sound in the bakery, it was the apprentice who used a push-pull blower originally used to make iron, feeding air into the baking oven, and the high temperature could bake delicious bread and pastries, and in the front window of the bakery, Leila and several young girls put the finished pastries there to sell, and the skillful Leila designed several new styles of pastries, and the bagels and horns were very pleasing to children.

"Give me a piece, give me a piece." There was already a long queue outside the bakery, both nobles and commoners, and when the fragrant pastries and bread were served, people shook their money bags and shouted desperately.

"Right away, everybody has a share." Leila was so busy that the bakery's profitability was now on par with Arrod's profits from selling his specialty, which was completely unexpected.

"Layla, there's not enough honey." Leila's father, the coward Chodo, walked in from the outside at this time, carrying a honey jar, and Leila was more adept at cultivating honey in addition to running a bakery.

"yes, looks like we're going to have to change our plans." Leila frowned slightly, she had already found out that some customers wanted sweetness, but some didn't, so she could develop some salty bread and reduce the amount of honey used, but this was only when she was interested, and Leila deeply felt how rare sweetness was in nature.

"Is Leila there?" At this moment, an attendant wearing a square robe with a black lion embroidered on the robe ran to the side of the bakery, and he squeezed through the crowd and shouted loudly.

"Don't squeeze, no one can compete with me for pastries from Leila's Bakery." A nobleman said dissatisfied.

"Shhh It must have been summoned by the Duke for something. The companion beside him hurriedly grabbed him and told the reckless nobleman to stop, and the reckless nobleman stuck out his tongue in fright when he saw the black lion pattern on his robe.

"What's the matter?" Leila wiped the flour from her face with her hand and said to the squire.

"Your Excellency the Duke has summoned you, and you will go to the main tower at once." The attendant said succinctly.

"But, me, I haven't changed my clothes yet!" Leila took off her apron and said in surprise.

"No, the Duke wants to see you right away." The squire said to Lyra without saying a word.

At this time, Arold and the Duke of Swabia and Princess Josie and others gathered in the courtyard, and the Duke of Swabia, who had completely indulged in the charm of playing cards, carried the playing cards with them, and they played around a stone table.

"Ha, look at me winning." The Duke of Swabia, who played the last card, said happily.

"Yes, the waiter serves the wine." Arold took the opportunity to beckon to the attendant standing behind him under the pillars of the courtyard, and the attendant with the flask hurriedly stepped forward to pour wine from the empty glass of the Duke of Swabia, but Arold beckoned to another attendant, who came forward with a plate covered with an iron lid.

"What is this?" The Duke of Swabia took a sip of wine and asked curiously at the plate covered with the lid.

"Open." Arold smiled mysteriously and said to the squire.

"Yes, Lord Duke." The attendant hurriedly opened the lid, and there were red, blue, and green pastries inside, and looking at these brightly colored pastries, the Duke of Swabia had an appetite.

"What is this?" Duke Swabia asked again, the sweet smell burrowing into his nose, and he couldn't help but swallow.

"It's a pastry made by our bakers, so please try it." Arold said to the Duke of Swabia.

"Pastry, but why are they so colorful?" The Duke of Swabia cautiously picked up a pastry, looked at it carefully, and asked.

"It is said to have increased the pulp of berries and colored fruits." Princess Josie explained to the Duke of Swabia.

"Ah, I see." The Duke of Swabia couldn't help but put the red pastry in his mouth, the flesh had a sweet taste of berries, and the fluffy texture made the Duke of Swabia can't help but close his eyes slightly.

"What a delicious pastry, God, Virgin Mary, if only I could eat it in my land." The Duke of Swabia said in admiration after eating.

"Absolutely." Seeing that the opportunity had come, Arold hurriedly said to the Duke of Swabia.

"What do you mean?" Duke Swabia asked.

"Is Lyra here?" Arold turned to the squire and asked.

"Leila is already waiting, Lord Duke." The attendant hurriedly reported to Arrod.

"Let her in." Arold nodded, and asked the attendants to lead Leila into the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, Leila waited nervously for Arrod's summons, trying to rub the flour off her hands, but in vain, for the corners of her garment were covered with white flour, in stark contrast to the brightly dressed squires and nobles around her.

"The Duke wants to see her." At this moment the attendant came up to Leila, and led her to the green courtyard, where two dukes and a princess sat at the stone table, and they were looking at Leila.

"Who is this?" Duke Swabia looked at the little girl in front of him, tall and thin, and her dress was stained with white powder, and she looked unattractive.

"This is the chief cake chef of my court, and she made the pastries you eat." Arold introduced the Duke of Swabia to him.

"What an amazing pair of hands to make such a wonderful pastry." The Duke of Swabia stood up, took Leila's hands with his hand, put them to his lips and kissed them.

"Thank you, Lord Duke, what I did wasn't really that good." Leila's cheeks flushed, and she quickly pulled back her hand, lowered her head and said.

"Don't be modest, you're a pastry master, your honorable Duke of Mecklenburg, can you give Leila to me? I'm willing to trade one castle and five manors in exchange. The Duke of Swabia said excitedly to Arryd.

"Duke, Lord Duke." Leila was taken aback when she heard this, and she looked at Arold with a pale face.