Chapter Seventy-One: A Trillion-Dollar Wooden Box
There are many things that you don't want to avoid to get away from you, just like now, Ernst has tried his best to avoid them, but it still happens to him.
Looking at the stubborn Bert and the grimacing Madame Beoulay, Ernst's head ached, but even the pain was already in front of him.
"The town has just hired a post office receptionist, and one of the servants who made the beds has left, and Madame Beyolay meant to put little Sissi, who was in charge of cleaning the stables, in charge of this, but ......"
Sure enough, as imagined, because of his identity, Bert is ready to let a little girl who is full of hope for life lose an important opportunity in her life.
Ernst disapproved of such a thing, and did not think that the little girl who kept the stables clean could cope with the master's room, even though Ernst himself did not like to be compared with the horses.
He looked at Bert very seriously, and when he saw Ernst's expression, Bert guessed something, he didn't want to make a fuss about Ernst, because according to what he knew about Ernst, Ernst must be willing to give the little Sissi who took care of the stables a chance.
"I want you to give her a chance, little Sissy...... I've met her twice, she's clean and hardworking, I'm right! Mrs. Beulay? β
"Uh-huh!"
Ernst had never nodded so quickly to Mrs. Beyolai, and it was conceivable that Madame Beyolay really valued and liked little Sissi, otherwise she would never quarrel with Bert because of this.
"I have reservations, Lord Earl!"
Although he still pays lip service to this, it turns out that Bert has compromised, otherwise according to his character, what happened to him against Ernst is not untrue.
Maybe...... Bert was also looking for a reason to convince himself, and Ernst's consent allowed him to convince himself, and in general Sissi had succeeded in changing from a low-level servant to a medium-class servant. It's also a servant, but it's a big change for little Sissy.
For Ernst this is a small thing, but for others, especially the beneficiary, it is something that is worth a lifetime of gratitude.
Perhaps thanks to Ernst's help, Madame Jurais was extra attentive to lunch, which made Ernst laugh at her for not doing her duty in the past.
Fortunately, they were all too familiar people, and if they were replaced by a new servant, they might be mistaken for whether Ernst was dissatisfied with her, and after lunch was a habitual lunch break, and a well-built maid was helping to tidy up the room when she entered the door.
"Earl, Earl!"
It was very raw, but soon Ernst remembered what had just happened, thought for a moment and said, "Sissi! For you, Mrs. Beyolai, you have a good quarrel with Bert. β
Ernst said it casually, but he didn't expect this sentence to make Sissy, who was already nervous, feel like crying...... Are you so terrible? Waving his hand for Sissi to leave, Ernst looked depressed.
Sissi looks like she is only fourteen or fifteen years old, if you exclude the scattered freckles on her face, maybe she can be regarded as a big beauty, but unfortunately no one is perfect!
I hadn't been to the mysterious space for a long time, and after a while, Ernst disappeared in place, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already in the eternal gray space.
Coming to the fishing net with anticipation, Ernst couldn't help but be disappointed in the pull, there must be nothing good in such ease. Despite this, Ernst still pulled the net in front of him.
An old radio, a wooden box, an unknown fish bone, and ...... Half a willow tree!
The willow tree is supposed to be a typhoon on some land, and then it was swept into the turbulence of time and space, but there are also willow trees in Europe, which is not a rare thing.
The wooden box was opened at will, and the contents of the wooden box surprised Ernst. This is a drawing, a drawing about chemical drugs, take a closer look...... Penicillin?
It was only in an instant that Ernst's spirit was restored to 200%, and if it was really penicillin, then the future Ernst could not be described as rich, as long as he was guaranteed not to be copied, then it was not impossible for him to become an existence like the Rothschilds.
Ernst didn't know chemistry, and he guessed that it was penicillin only because of the word penicillin in the corner of the chemical element.
Once the contents are confirmed, then Ernst is sitting on a trillion-dollar fortune, which means nothing for the territory and for Ernst's future.
The sleepiness of the lunch break was swept away, and Ernst couldn't wait to leave the mysterious space, and even forgot to cast his fishing nets back into time and space because of his busyness. But those are no longer important, after all, Ernst has a treasure in his hands that is suspected to be worth trillions.
There were doctors in the castle, but these two alone were not enough to meet Ernst's needs, so ...... The town began to come alive and Moravia came alive because today all the clinics were closed and all the doctors were invited by Ernst to the castle.
There were rumors that Ernst was suffering from an incurable disease, that Ernst had made the maid's belly bigger, and that he was now looking for a solution.
God knows how a six-year-old can make a maid's belly bigger, and it's even harder to imagine that Ernst has only been here for less than two months.
It's outrageous and exaggerated, but some people believe it, and put it on Sissy, the maid who was promoted by Ernst to clean the room, and that's really when she was lying down and getting shot.
Ernst didn't care about the outside world, and even in the next few days he stopped caring about the land reclamation, and Massena's door-to-door report was blocked.
Could it be that the Earl is really sick?
Even Massena had to guess this, after all, if this was not the case, how could Ernst not show up for three days in a row, and the doctors did not leave?
On the fifth day, Ernst shouted excitedly from the castle, and then AndrΓ© left the town with dozens of soldiers nervously, leaving Moravia and taking the train to Vienna.
Confused, Massena finally saw Ernst, and when he saw that Ernst looked safe or sound, or extremely excited, Massena's anxious heart finally relaxed.
Without waiting for Maxima to ask, Ernst took the lead in taking out a list of chemical elements, looked at the paper in his hand with doubt, Massena's eyes were once again on Ernst, he did not understand why Ernst gave him this paper.
"It'...... Worth tens of billions of pounds! β
Massena was dumbfounded, Bert was dumbfounded, Ernst was very exaggerated and wanted to laugh, tens of billions of pounds, that's just to say less.
Of course, this is only a theoretical price, in fact, no country can allow Ernst to control something like gold, and under pressure Ernst will have to hand it over sooner or later.
It's just that only Ernst himself knows what countries will pay for this, and it can't be too much, but it can't be too cheap, and it's very difficult to control this degree.
PS: Under the recommendation, there are less than 100 collections a day. Alas~