After hearing that the two voyeurs had no conspiracy or hostility, Carl didn't bother to pay any attention to them and walked directly into the copper kettle tavern.

As expected, Carl didn't see Miss Lucy in the Copper Kettle Tavern, and asked Daddy John about it, only to find out that Lucy hadn't come to the tavern today. Carlton knew that Lucy had probably done what he said, running around the city, looking for a place where they could sit in their secret lab.

Carl ordered a bunch of fat ribs, roasted golden roast goose, grilled fish sprinkled with ginger and green onions, and large chunks of brown bread as usual, and finally filled his stomach, and by the way, after the debt on Uncle John's bill increased to a considerable amount, he left contentedly - of course, before leaving, Carl also helped Lucy pack and take away a sumptuous meal by the way.

When Carl returned to Lucy's house with the food, he found that little Lucy was already at home. She was wearing a light shirt, her hair was wet and had not been dried, obviously she had just taken a shower, and her soft skin did not know whether it was because of the heat or because of the hard rubbing and became red, white and pink, very cute.

"Mr. Karl, you're back!"

Seeing Carl return, Miss Lucy couldn't help but look happy.

But Carl's gaze couldn't help but fall on little Lucy's chest, little Lucy, who had just taken a shower, was only wearing a thin shirt on her upper body, and her already developed body that had begun to take shape loomed between the buttoned openings, with a kind of reverie temptation in her youthfulness.

As if noticing Mr. Carr's gaze, little Lucy couldn't help but blush, looked down, and immediately ran back to the house with a flushed face, put on a blouse outside, and walked out very embarrassed.

"Just now, little Lucy, doesn't seem to be wearing underwear—"

Carl rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand, half reminiscing and half reminiscing, thinking that little Lucy didn't seem to be wearing anything under her shirt just now, and it could be seen that a certain part was no longer a small part that showed its sharp corners, but had already developed and begun to take shape, with a small ravine and a mountain peak like a steamed bun.

Of course, Carl is not fantasizing about a girl's carcass with a full of thoughts, he is thinking about another more serious issue - in this era, there should be, maybe there is no underwear like a bra!

It is said that the easiest money in the world is the money of women and children, maybe he can invent the bra and open an underwear store to make money by selling bras?

No, he can't be so shallow! He has the achievements of thousands of years of civilization on the earth, how can he be satisfied with just buying bras to make money, what he should do is to combine the knowledge of the earth, design a new set of clothes, build his own brand, and lead the future trend of this world. didn't see that in the world of his previous life, those sports stars and Internet celebrities were able to establish their own brand products step by step through store marketing.

Now that he has entered a world where there is no concept of clothing brands at all, it is impossible not to even do this!

As a traverser, his vision should be broad, ambition should be great, in an era when commercial trade is still just germinating, countless new industries have not yet been born, almost everywhere there are opportunities to make a fortune waiting for him, as long as he can broaden his horizons and seize the opportunity......

"Mr. Karl—"

Just as Carl was caught up in his own thoughts, little Lucy's cry of shame brought his thoughts back.

"Forehead, I'm sorry, I'm thinking about making money, I'm thinking about it too much!"

Carl hurriedly apologized to little Lucy, and at the same time took out the dinner brought for little Lucy, and said, "This is the dinner I brought for you......"

"Thank you, Mr. Karl!"

Little Lucy took the basket handed over by Carl, looked at the basket full of bread, barbecue, sausages, and grilled fish, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said with some surprise: "Mr. Carl, this is too rich, too expensive......"

The bread in the basket is certainly not the cheap black bread sold in the bakery, but the fine white bread without any sawdust or lime, and the roast meat is also large pieces of ribs and pork chops, and the sausages are also fine sausages filled with meat filling, and only the grilled fish, although large, is not too expensive - because the city of silver tides itself is close to the sea, and the prices of seafood and fish are the least valuable.

This basket full of food is worth at least two silver rakes, which is already an incomparably rich and expensive meal for civilians. Although little Lucy eats a lot of food, she usually only fills her stomach with black bread and salted fish.

"You're welcome, your knight bloodline has just awakened, and now it is in the development stage, it is the time when the long body needs to replenish energy, you need to eat more!"

Of course, Carl understood little Lucy's hesitation, in fact, don't look at Uncle John's copper kettle tavern looks ordinary, but it is actually a place of high consumption for the common people, large pieces of barbecue, white bread smeared with honey, this is something that most civilians are absolutely reluctant to consume.

"It's still too extravagant, we don't have such money......" Miss Lucy shook her head again and again, and said, "Besides, it's not good to always owe Uncle John!"

"No, we'll have money soon!"

Carl smiled confidently, his eyes fell on Miss Lucy's chest, with a strange expression, and asked with a smile: "Lucy, I want to ask, what do you girls usually wear inside, don't wear anything, or ......"

"Mr. Karl—"

Before Carl could finish speaking, Miss Lucy's face turned red, and she couldn't help covering her ears and shouted in shame, "Mr. Carl, what are you talking about!"

"Well, I'm just discussing a serious academic issue......"

Although he had guessed that such a question would be misunderstood by Little Lucy, but for the sake of his own fortune and market research, Carl still did not remember his reputation, and continued without fear of misunderstanding: "I just thought of an idea to make a special underwear to help girls ......"

However, Carl's explanation made little Lucy further realize that Mr. Carl is indeed a big pervert, just like Uncle John and Aunt Cook warned him, he is indeed a playboy, he not only likes to use rhetoric to coax girls, but also likes to use various methods to take advantage of girls, and even understands the identity structure of girls so well, and deliberately says so many things that make people's faces fever and shy in their hearts, which is really bad and annoying.

Really, could it be that the young masters from aristocratic families are all so lustful and romantic? When he is obviously serious, he really looks like a good gentleman who is knowledgeable and worthy of respect!

"Mr. Karl, please be serious!"

Little Lucy's eyes widened angrily, and she tried to look at Carl with a serious expression, like a stern butler looking at a rude master, and said, "If you talk like this again, I won't talk to you anymore!"

"Huh!"

Misunderstood, Karl could only let go of the question for the time being, and changed the topic and asked, "How is it, have you found a suitable place to do training grounds and laboratories?"