I know how to cook, and my cooking skills are not bad.

With such a manpower, Wang Shan really has two such candidates in his hands.

Therefore, he immediately said it to Zhao Hongyu.

As long as there are such people, Zhao Hongyu will not be too demanding.

Besides, fooling these Europeans who have not seen good food is not a piece of cake.

Europeans in this era have seen Chinese food there.

Therefore, he is not afraid to show any horses.

Besides, the two people given by Wang Shan are indeed genuine cooks.

You must know that before these two guys were cultivated, they were doing miscellaneous work in a small restaurant at the junction of urban and rural areas.

Don't dare to say anything else, it's not a problem to make a random four-dish soup.

For Europeans, even if it is an ordinary dish of later generations in China, it is definitely delicious.

"Your Highness, I have two people here, but I can't give them to you. Because they are all freelance, you can only hire them. As long as you pay enough salary, I think they'll be happy to do something for you. ”

After getting Wang Shan's reply, Zhao Hongyu turned his head and said to Little Louie.

Yes, Zhao Hongyu can't do this kind of thing by giving away Chinese germline genetic people as slaves.

It's okay if it's another race.

Although Zhao Hongyu doesn't say it, he is also an admirer of the Great China lineage in his bones.

Although not as radical as Song Hu and Wang Shan and Zhang Tie, he also has his bottom line.

Little Louis was very happy to hear this, and it was not bad for him to be hired.

Therefore, he set his sights on his mother, Mary, hoping to get her permission.

Who let the current financial power be in the hands of his mother Mary?

Although little Louis is the crown prince, he also has to look at his mother's face when he uses money.

As the saying goes, there is no money in the pocket and no confidence.

In fact, Mary also loved American food. Since coming to the estate and tasting the food, she has also fallen in love with this kind of food that is different from European flavors and can be enjoyed.

So, when she felt her son's pleading gaze, she nodded her head in agreement.

"Oh, that's great, I'll be able to eat this delicious food every day."

Little Louis cheered happily when he saw his mother nodding in agreement.

"Don't be happy so early, after we have a chef, we don't have American ingredients here, do we?" In the end, it was farther than little Louis to see the problem, and Mary let little Louis wilt down with a word.

Yes, Mother is right.

What's the use of having a cook, and there's no such thing as the Americas.

Hearing Mary say this, Zhao Hongyu laughed.

"Your Royal Highness, wait until the Duke of Orleans is resolved, and our follow-up cooperation begins. I can charter Manhattan to open up a share of the trade in ingredients exclusively for the royal family, and that would be no problem. ”

For Zhao Hongyu, this is a trivial matter at all.

And what he meant by what he said to Mary was. As long as we continue to cooperate, it will not be difficult for France to expand its share of trade in the Americas in the future.

Although he was talking about the share of the trade in ingredients, there were many more types of ingredients.

Grain. spices, and even others.

How could Mary not hear the implications?

Therefore, she smiled at Zhao Hongyu knowingly and nodded.

"Chefs will be hired for a salary of fifteen gold levles a month, and they will be the head chef. I would like to arrange it that way. They should be satisfied, right? ”

Mary was in a good mood and offered a high salary.

Satisfied, of course satisfied.

Fifteen gold rivre salary. That's definitely a high salary in France.

This money is more than enough to rent a small three-story independent building in the filthy and foul-smelling city of Paris, and hire a dozen servants to keep a mistress.

You must know that the salary of a servant woman in France today is only three silver livres a month if it includes food and housing.

One silver livrel is enough to pack three meals in a small hotel, and eat two dishes and one soup for ten days each.

And one gold livrel can be exchanged for thirteen silver livres, which shows how high a standard fifteen gold livres is.

Even a small aristocrat in France may not have so much income in a month.

Of course, after settling the Archduke of Orleans, Mary would annex the Duke's domain. At that time, the income of the royal family will increase greatly, and she will be rich at that time.

At the same time, Zhao Hongyu also had to cooperate with France to deal with the Spaniards.

Zhao Hongyu also needs to provide France with 1.5 million silver livres in aid, as well as some other supplies.

It can be seen that the wool comes out of the sheep, and what is this money?

It's no wonder that Mary is in a good mood and will offer such a high salary.

"When do you plan to attack the Duke of Orleans' troops at night?"

The atmosphere was finally less dreary, and Mary took the initiative to ask about the plans for the evening's military operations.

It's not too early for Zhao Hongyu to look at the sky, and he can start acting after waiting for a little time. Therefore, there was no need to hide it from Mary, so he told her as it was.

"Two o'clock in the night, when people are most sleepy, and they attack in the morning. The troops of the Duke of Orleans were bound to need a good rest that night. This gives us an opportunity to raid them easily......"-

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Northwest suburbs of Marseille

As night falls, the summer nights are very muggy.

The constant chirping of insects in the grass adds a bit of heat.

Zhao Hongyu's three genetic human troops quickly drove out of the manor and began to march towards their destination.

The departure of these three teams did not allow the Duke of Orleans to find out.

At this moment, the Duke of Orleans is drinking and arguing with those nobles.

In the eyes of the Duke of Orleans, he was now in control.

It would never have occurred to him that he would fail one day.

People, sometimes too proud, there will always be accidents.

The Duke of Orleans was just too proud, and too careless.

Zhao Hongyu didn't know what to do. How the hell did he become a duke?

In fact, Zhao Hongyu didn't know that the title of Duke of Orleans was inherited.

If it weren't for his appearance, Gaston the Waste would have become a duke in the future, and would have caused trouble for little Louis.

Everything originally changed because of the appearance of Zhao Hongyu.

The historical context has now become fragmented under the influence of Zhao Hongyu.

In the sycamore forest, the team of genetic people marched rapidly.

The occasional breeze blowing. This caused a 'rustling' sound in the woods, just enough to drown out the footsteps of the genetic people.

Three kilometers was not too far, and the genetics who set out at midnight arrived at the outskirts of the barracks at one o'clock in the morning and laid an ambush.

They were waiting, waiting for the moment when the enemy would be at his weakest and weakest.

The surrounding sentinels have been solved by the genetic people.

As a result, the entire barracks were unaware of what they had done, and now they had become the prey of others.

The same is true of the other two barracks -

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Early the next morning

Zhao Hongyu and Mary and Little Louie. They washed up and came to the outside of the manor.

There, the Duke of Orleans and others were waiting for them.

After seeing Zhao Hongyu and them appear, the Duke of Orleans's face showed an invincible expression, as if he was the lord of the high. And Zhao Hongyu is a lowly existence.

"This guy is quite spirited?"

Wang Shan muttered quietly behind Zhao Hongyu.

It seems that he is very unhappy with the Duke of Orleans.

"Let him cool up first, he'll have to cry in a while, won't he?"

Zhao Hongyu said to Wang Shan indifferently.

At this time, from behind Zhao Hongyu. A genetic man came running.

He came to Wang Shan's side and whispered a few words in his ear.

Then, a smile bloomed on Wang Shan's face.

After waving off that genetic man. Wang Shan lowered his voice and said to Zhao Hongyu: "Some of them have been done, and the Duke of Orleans's troops have all been wiped out, and there is not a single one left." Now that our troops have surrounded the manor, the Duke of Orleans has not yet noticed it. ”

For Zhao Hongyu, this is the first good news today.

"It's done!"

Zhao Hongyu clapped his hands.

Then, Zhao Hongyu paced to Mary's side and told her about it.

After hearing the news, Mary's heart that had been hanging finally let go.

Yes, she's been worried about it all night.

Now that she finally got the result, her whole body was relaxed, and she was no longer as tense as before.

"Today is the day of the duel between the Duke of Orleans and the lady-in-waiting of the wife of the American Crown Prince, and we hope that the duel will be fair and ......," Zhao Hongyu and the others came over to stand still, and Mary walked out of the hall and began to speak loudly.

However, her words were interrupted by the Duke of Orleans.

"Fair? Fair? Who said that, when did I say that there was going to be a fair and just duel? ”

The Grand Duke of Orleans stepped out of the crowd where he was, looked at Mary with a sinister smile on his face and said loudly.

"Duke of Orleans, have you changed your mind?"

Mary asked with a cold face.

The Duke of Orleans didn't pay attention to Mary at all, but set his hateful eyes on Zhao Hongyu.

"You damned Native Americans, you actually hurt my beloved Gaston and turned him into a wreck. I must avenge this revenge, but it's not a duel! ”

When Zhao Hongyu heard this, he smiled and said, "So what do you want to do?" ”

"I want you dead! You're all going to die here today! ", laughed loudly from the Grand Duke of Orleans with an arrogant look. Then he turned his head sharply to look at Mary, "And Your Highness, you will die here too." But it's not me who killed you, it's these Americans. ”

The Duke of Orleans, who prides himself on victory, has now torn off the mask of hypocrisy.

Faced with the arrogant Duke of Orleans, Marie just looked at her coldly.

"Come out! My Legion! ”

The Duke of Orleans raised his hand and shouted! ——

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"How so?"

The nobles around the Duke of Orleans have been taken aside one by one to be executed.

The wails and pleadings before death were endless.

The Duke of Orleans looked dejected and disbelieving at this time, and was trapped on the ground by the five flowers.

He kept muttering to himself, not believing what was happening in front of him.

This was originally planned by him, and there was no deviation.

But because of what, his team did not appear at the critical moment, but it was the Praetorian Guard of the American Crown Prince that appeared?

He couldn't figure it out.

The nobles who supported them were being slaughtered in rivers of blood.

The other party didn't kill himself right away, it seems that he wants to keep the last one and solve it.

Mary! You are a female cousin of thousands of people x thousands of people! You can't be good...... Not...... Not...... Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

A genetic man, when the Duke of Orleans was scolding, a lunge rushed over and then began to slap his mouth wide.

"What kind of Lao Tzu has what kind of son, when he gathers the army, doesn't he know that Lu Dao will attack immediately? If he does, we'll be in a bit of a bit of a problem. ”

Not far away, Zhao Hongyu looked at the Duke of Orleans, who was beaten into a pig's head, and whispered to Wang Shan and Mary.

"He doesn't have any skills, and the territory is inherited. If you want to say that you have the ability, it is also the ancestor of his family, and it has nothing to do with him. If he had the ability, his son would not have been educated like that. ”

Wang Shan pursed his lips and said to Zhao Hongyu.

Marie, on the other hand, looked at the Duke of Orleans indifferently, showing no sympathy for his fate.

At that time just now, if it weren't for Zhao Hongyu who had already controlled the situation, it was estimated that the Grand Duke of Orleans would not let her and Little Louis go.

Mary saw with her own eyes that the Grand Duke of Orleans had picked up the short fire hammer from his waist and aimed it at her, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill him at the first opportunity.

Mary wouldn't have sympathy for someone who wanted to kill her.

"These people were all killed by us, Her Royal Highness can claim that to the outside. But that's something you need to think about, and it doesn't have much to do with me. I'm willing to carry this black cauldron, it's nothing to me anyway. ”

Zhao Hongyu said to Mary.

"Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, maybe I would have been poisoned by the Duke of Orleans."

Mary's thanks are truly genuine.

Zhao Hongyu felt it.

"Your Royal Highness, now is not the time to thank me, what you need to do now is to immediately consolidate these nobles and the Duke of Orleans's domain, and return it to the royal family to strengthen your power."

Marie nodded, "It's already being done, but I need to go back to Paris." After saying that, Mary thought for a moment, "I will leave little Louis here, and when I have everything in order, I will rush back to continue discussing the matter with you about the partner." ”

Zhao Hongyu knew that Mary really had to go to Paris in person for this kind of thing.

So, he didn't keep Mary.

Moreover, Mary also left little Louis as a hostage to Zhao Hongyu to show her sincerity.

Zhao Hongyu: What else can I say?

"A month, a month at most I'll be back."

Mary said seriously to Zhao Hongyu.

"Your Royal Highness, what should I do with this waste of Gaston?"

At this time, Wang Shan glanced at the Duke of Orleans with a bad look and asked loudly.

Not! Not! Not!

Hearing them speak of Gaston, the Duke of Orleans, who had been beaten to a pig's head and gagged with rags, began to writhe and make a 'hmm' sound......

Pray?

Implore?

The ghost knows. (To be continued.) )