Glamorgan, Earls Court.

On the opposite side of the high windows of the hall, the three-sided coat of arms hanging above the carved stone fireplace has been replaced with a gilded iris coat of arms, which shines in the early morning sun. The sound of heated conversation approached as the hands of the mechanical table clock moved, the air flowed, and the sound of the soles of shoes hitting the floor was clear.

"Your Excellency the Governor, both the Guards and the Forces nouvelles have high incomes and a very strong desire to consume, while we lack sufficient products. I think this is a waste, and the Governor's Office may be able to take advantage of this post-disaster reconstruction to lead the construction of a number of high-cost entertainment facilities to absorb their wealth. ”

Pompey and Arley walked side by side, gesturing their hands and explaining in a calm voice.

"It makes sense, these idiots are so bored that they gamble for money between holidays, and instead of letting them give their money to the dealer, they should spend it elsewhere. The black-haired knight looked impressed.

"If you agree, we may be able to follow the example of the brave town of Glamorgan, and build high-class baths, high-end bars, libraries, dance halls, grand opera houses, motor racing circuits, and gladiatorial arenas in Dun Lun City, which can be connected into an entertainment street to serve as their gold holes. These recreational activities are healthy and beneficial and are sure to be a hit while generating huge income for us. ”

The old man wandered in the beautiful imagination, and followed the black-haired knight into the hall, lifted the hem of the toga robe, and sat down on the high-backed chair of the guest seat.

Yalei nodded again and again, sat down opposite him, took the strong tea offered by the ghost maid, and after taking a sip, his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Speaking of high consumption, I thought of a more profitable way. ”

"Please make it clear. ”

Pompey reached out and took a cup of fragrant barley tea, held it in his hand, and waited for the other party's next words.

"You ignore your children, thanks to the military system of your guard, the soldiers, regardless of their military rank, are very willing to spend money on training their offspring. ”

The black-haired knight shook the thick tea syrup in the porcelain cup, and said in an eager tone, "We may be able to use our brains here, for example...... Do something that's within the swordsmanship, math, and tactics tutorial classes. ”

"Great idea!"

The old man's body trembled with excitement, and the barley tea in the cup almost spilled, and said excitedly:

"Let's just don't run any tutoring courses, just build a graduate school, and we hire some mathematicians, retired military officers, and writers as professors with high salaries, so that they can send their children here to train them from an early age. ”

"Since childhood?"

Yalei's expression was stunned, his two eyebrows were slightly tightened, and he said with some uncertainty: "Are you sure that children can receive all-weather education, even if they are nobles, they were slowly cultivated by tutors when they were young." ”

"The profession of a tutor is mixed...... There are too few people with professional qualities. Pompey shook his head, his expression becoming solemn: "We can take our time, teach some basic things, and connect with higher schools like the Obelisk in the future." ”

"Then try it, and if it works, it will continue. ”

The black-haired knight drank the strong tea in the cup in one gulp, and put the large tea jar aside: "The matter we discussed last time is now a bit eyebrow-raising, there will be guests in the afternoon, and you will accompany me to meet him then." ”

"Gladly. ”

The old man put down the cup and bent down slightly.

......

In the afternoon, Arei and Pompey arrived at the harbor of Dunlun City just before sunset, and boarded a luxury merchant ship with several escorts.

As soon as he stepped onto the deck, Amber, dressed in autumn clothes, ran all the way over, laughing loudly: "General Bernstein, I have fought for this little life in order to come to see you, and the bile from seasickness and dizziness is about to vomit up along the way." ”

"Being able to talk is obviously not a big problem. ”

The black-haired knight walked up to him, spread his arms, and gave him a sturdy bear hug.

After the hug, Amber noticed the old man beside Yalei, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand politely: "This must be Mr. Pompey, who has been famous for a long time, and is an ordinary businessman." ”

"Hello, I often hear the Governor mention your name. ”

After Pompey shook hands with him politely, he glanced around at the luxurious merchant ships of great value, and had a rough estimate of Amber's financial resources.

After a few brief pleasantries, the three of them walked and talked, entered the cabin, and after each sat down, they began to get down to business and discuss important matters.

Amber plays with a portable compass made of pure gold, with an amethyst embedded in the center of the hand, which is luxuriously shaped and exquisitely crafted, and its brilliance fully exposes the owner's taste.

"Yalei, you want to open up an arms smuggling network, it just so happens that I also have this idea, the Amber consortium has also taken over part of the military industry, and the market needs to develop. "Everyone is so familiar with each other, and the businessman doesn't talk nonsense, just straight to the point.

"Yes, move the military factory under your name to the Southern Celts, and I will divide your market. "The black-haired knight is not ambiguous, friendship is friendship, business is business, one yard is one yard. 、

"That's no problem, as long as there is a market where everything is negotiable. ”

Amber flipped the compass in his hand and said with a smile: "After all, you are the only one in the country who can smuggle semi-legally, and I can only agree to any conditions you offer." ”

"Then we're partners, what kind of help can you give me?" asked Yalei, leaning back in his chair.

"This ship, the financing of five hundred million soles, and this. ”

The merchant stood up, took a map from the desk drawer behind him, and handed it to his old friend, while leaning on the arm of Yare's chair with his fat buttocks.

“......”

The black-haired knight was squeezed aside by him, shook off the drawing with one hand, and saw that the Atlantic Ocean near the southern part of the New World had been drawn a lot of black circles.

"What do these black circles mean?" he said, looking sideways at the fat merchant.

"The area of activity of some of the major pirate groups, which make their living by robbing merchant ships in the Atlantic, are considered enemies of the Iberian Federation. The enemy of our enemies is our friends, and I think we might be able to sell our weapons to them. ”

Amber pointed to the Mage Federation in the north of the New World, and said with a grin:

"I can't connect to their lines, and I don't have the guts to do business with these sharks alone, but you certainly have the ability. Now your reputation in the Liberal League is much louder than that of a pirate, and it is said that Halivan III alone scolded the 'vile and daring Celtic governor' for a quarter of an hour, and I wonder how many devout Catholics want your head. ”

"It's no surprise that he wants my head. ”

The black-haired knight smiled, and with a slight arch of his shoulder, he pushed the merchant off the armrest, and handed the map to Pompey.

"Is there a more accurate drawing?"

The old man looked at Amber, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he nodded and said, "Mr. Amber is right, if we can cooperate with these pirates, it will definitely be of great benefit to the Governor's Palace, and we need to find a way to talk to them." ”

"That's your job. ”

Amber played with the compass and sat back in his seat, grinning and hugging his shoulders: "According to the promise, I will relocate part of the military factory to Celtic, but how much you can eat depends on your business ability." ”

Aree and Pompey glanced at each other, and the latter immediately put away the map, smiled slightly, and said:

"As long as you do not overlap with the official military factories of the Celtic Governor's Palace, our army will also give priority to the purchase of these weapons in addition to the share of the smuggled order. ”

"Reasonable. ”

The merchant nodded, his smile brightening: "I have only one request on my side, you have to get the order as soon as possible." ”

......

After negotiating with Amber, Yare and Pompey returned to Glamorgan, while the merchant left behind the merchant ship and returned to Gaul on another ship to await news.

Now that the big ship capable of ocean voyages has arrived, the next step is to go to sea to pull business, and the black-haired knight thinks about the list in his mind and decides to bring Lydia, Kara, Bruno and the aquatic duo.

As the men were in the Forces nouvelles camp, Arley returned to Glamorgan and hurried out of town, ready to tell them of the decision in person.

As soon as I entered the camp, I saw several garbage trucks loaded with a large amount of garbage, and under the hard push of several recruits, they drove out of the camp with trembling trembling, and it seemed that they were going to be sent to a nearby garbage dump for disposal.

Originally, it was nothing, just a trivial matter, but after the recruits greeted the black-haired knight, he immediately frowned when he glanced casually when he returned the salute.

"Wait a minute. ”

Yalei stopped the garbage convoy, walked to the last few cars, looked at the fresh pig's trotters, pig heads, and internal organs in the car, leaned over and sniffed, and looked at the leader of the team:

"Is there a problem with these ingredients?"

"Ingredients?"

The team leader was stunned, looked at the objects on the car, and then ran quickly to him, saluted and said, "Back to Your Excellency the Governor, these things are all waste, not ingredients." ”

"Scrap?"

The black-haired knight directly picked up a fresh pig's trotter and handed it to him:

"Who told you it was scrap?"

"Back to Your Excellency the Governor, the cooks say it's scrap, and we do the same at home, these things are lost. The team leader replied hesitantly, his expression looking a little aggrieved.

"What about pig blood, pig blood is also lost, right?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Yalei waved his hand helplessly, motioned for them to leave, and then, as if suddenly thinking of something, stopped them:

"You put this waste in the cold storage, I can use it. ”

He is speechless to the idiot cooks in the barracks, he can't use good ingredients, and he has to personally guide the dignified governor himself, which is really stupid, and it's all waste wood!

That night, after the black-haired knight informed a few people of the news that he was about to go to sea, he returned to the Marquis's Mansion and sent ghost maids to cook sweet noodle sauce collectively.

Speaking of sweet pasta, it used to be Bernstein's unique sauce, but later it spread to the whole of Corsica because it was so delicious. It's a pity that Corsica is an island, otherwise it might have spread throughout the country.

Charlene felt very strange about his unusual behavior, and asked the reason, and when she learned that he was actually going to make pig's trotters into a dish, she grew thin lips in surprise:

"Can you eat something so dirty?"

"It's not dirty, it's not dirty at all!" the black-haired knight almost went crazy, pointing at himself and said, "I've loved eating since I was a child, and I can't wait to eat it every day, do you think I have a little problem?"

"It's pathetic. ”

The green-haired girl pursed her lips all of a sudden, her eyes were slightly red, she actually shed tears of sympathy, choked and threw herself into his arms:

"Woooooooooo......oo I'm sorry...... I will definitely learn to cook many, many delicious dishes in the future, feed you to your heart's content, and never let you eat pig's trotters every day. ”

“......”

Faced with his lover's true confession, Yalei didn't know what to say, looked at the ghost maids around him, and found that they were all sympathetic, and suddenly had questions about his childhood.

Could it be that there is something wrong with eating pig's trotters?

If you think about it, my grandfather would not only make delicious pig's trotters, but also pig's ears, pig's tongue, pig's heart, pig's stomach, pig's tail, and even pig's blood and large intestine...... Almost all parts can be made into a delicious dish.

Anyway, I'm going to have to give it a try, and I can't just watch them spoil things!

The black-haired knight decides to trust his childhood memories and teaches the ghost maid how to handle pig's trotters in front of his lover, vowing to reverse their ignorant notion of ingredients.

"Remove the bones and tie the trotters with cotton thread, like this. Areley raised his boneless elbow in his hand.

"Uh-huh!"

The ghost maids did the same, shaved off the bones with knives, then pulled out the cotton threads, and tied their elbows after the Earl, who had a miserable childhood.

Then soak in a pot and boil water until the water boils dry. ”

In the courtyard of the Earl's Court, the black-haired knights and ghost maids set up hundreds of cauldrons and boiled pigs' trotters in open pots. When his friends came back, they were all shocked, and they didn't know what kind of madness the leader smoked, so they actually set up a pot in the compound to cook pig's trotters.

After listening to Charlene's passionate and silent explanation, everyone was suddenly in awe, and the tall image of Yalei in their hearts suddenly skyrocketed again-what a wonderful person, who actually grew up eating pig's trotters when he was a child.

“......”

The black-haired knight really didn't want to explain more, these stupid mortals all treat pig's trotters as garbage, and it's hard to know how precious they are without seeing the hard facts.

Although I don't know what Yalei thinks in his heart, it doesn't prevent everyone from joining in the work of concocting pig's trotters with a "pilgrimage" mentality.

When the water in the pot was dry, the black-haired knight taught them to spread sweet noodle sauce and salt on their elbows and stuff them into a clean jar to marinate. During this period, Carla and Goethe couldn't help but secretly lick the noodle sauce because the aroma of the sweet pasta sauce was so tempting, and after being discovered by Yare, they reprimanded them mercilessly.

Lydia, Bruno, and Charlene were extremely serious, as if they were trying to experience each other's "miserable" childhoods in this way, and they sobbed silently as they did.

“......”

Seeing this, the black-haired knight suddenly felt exhausted, and had the urge to go into the corner and smoke silently. (To be continued.) )