"What is that kid from the countryside doing during this time?", Andil stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror with his head upright, beside him there were three Imperial registered tailors who were tailoring his clothes for this winter, these tailors were all top figures in the Imperial clothing circle, and any piece of clothing that was circulated outside could be sold for hundreds of gold coins.

At this time, these three big bulls only served Andil alone, not because Andil had a lot of money, but because of his identity, a great nobleman, a marquis.

A well-dressed butler stood quietly behind him, his hands pressed tightly to the middle seam of his trousers, and he leaned slightly, his eyes fixed on his toes, "Priest Rossi bought a house next to the church and is planning to open a restaurant. ”

"Oh?", Andiel's tone rose slightly, his eyebrows raised, and his clean face carved over the years was full of charm, "Where did he get the money, or is he the illegitimate son of that fellow of the Pope?"

The butler was still in that posture, if it weren't for his blinking eyes and talking, it would definitely look like a stone statue," Priest Rossi invented a few small snacks, and some merchants found it profitable, so they negotiated with him for the fee of authorization. Five hundred gold coins a year, a total of eleven. ”

A tailor on the side took a tape measure, pressed one end on Andiel's shoulder, and gently lifted his arm with the other. Ideal raised his arm to shoulder level, "Five hundred gold coins, that's not a small amount, is the dim sum he invented delicious?"

"If you wish, I can ask him to give you a tasting. ”

Andiel, including the butler, didn't think it was too much to ask Rossi to come to the Marquis's Mansion to cook food for Andiel. In this semi-feudal society, the aristocracy represented absolute power. And when it comes to the status of a marquis, it can be called a big noble. The great nobles have great power and strength, and it is too simple to order a lord like Rossi to do something. This is the rule of the game, the rule of the nobility, and you must obey unless you stand higher.

If the Grand Duke of Greenland and Prince Fabio asked Andil to cook for himself, Andil would not say a word, unless he didn't want to follow these two big men and stand against them.

However, for the time being, Andil does not have such an idea, and at the same time, Andiel, the Grand Duke of Greenland, and the Grand Duke of Greenland are all colleagues in the camp of Prince Fabio. Even if Andil agrees with the housekeeper, it is not a difficult thing to do, but a kind of intimacy.

Andil thought about it, but gave up. What kind of good things he hadn't eaten? Whether it was top-notch ingredients or strange things, it wasn't a problem at all for a hereditary marquis with a fiefdom. Most of the time, his food was kept on ice from the Republic or the Commonwealth, and someone brought it over quickly.

For him, it was just a relatively hearty dinner, but it was enough to make many people unaffordable for a lifetime.

"I don't have to worry about him for the time being, but I like his performance. He was more of a person than a thing. Andiel's tone was very light, he had seen all kinds of priests, also called apostles. All of these people have a habit of spiritual cleanliness, they are strict with themselves, they abide by the rules, they get up at a fixed time every day, they go to bed before dark, they don't have any entertainment, and they don't look like a normal person at all. He didn't like those people, not at all. But Rosie is different, this kid doesn't seem to be a guy from the church, fighting and killing people are commonplace, and he will actually do business after arriving in Lyme City, but I don't know if he will go to the brothel to play for a while?

Andiel kind of likes this little guy who is different.

Yes, the fight between Rossi and Jacob, the ambush that Rossi encountered in the wild, and the confrontation between him and Santos, Andil knew about it. Someone will keep an eye on things big and small within the city of Lyme and will not miss a single thing. Because he is the true king here, he needs to have everything in his hands.

The three masters had already recorded everything in detail, bowed and withdrew. Andil breathed a sigh of relief, he moved his somewhat stiff neck, took out a silk handkerchief from the East from the pocket of the butler's jacket, wiped the sweat that was not there, and threw it on the ground.

Calfskin boots stomped over the handkerchief, leaving a black footprint. Such a handkerchief, worth two gold coins, was considered invalid, and would be thrown into the garbage heap, and then found by the garbage dealers who had contracted the garbage of the Marquis's Palace, washed and sent to the civilian market.

"That kid is a little stupid, he hasn't known to come to visit me after coming for so long, you go and arrange it, I hope to see him at the dinner party tomorrow night. ”

The butler bowed slightly, and took this matter to heart.

Andil and his butler Rosie are directing the workers to decorate their first façade in another world, and the stupid carpenters have a hard time figuring out Rosie's request, and they are always mistaken. But fortunately, carpentry is not scarce enough in this world to count money by the day, and wood is also very cheap, which makes Rosie wasteful.

After the authorization fee of five hundred gold coins a year was shouted, people on the side of the church, such as Jason, Alexander, and Areth, all felt that Rossi had something wrong with his brain. Ricky and the other merchants were also faintly angry, believing that Rosie was teasing them.

Most of these merchants started out in small workshops and were more familiar with the tricks of wheat flour than anyone else. They just look at it and understand how the buns are made, maybe the fritters have a knack, but it doesn't bother them.

It wouldn't be a big deal if you got rid of Rosie and started anew, the only trouble was Lord Rosie's identity and the investigation after being discovered. But they don't care, they really can't go to other cities, or go to other countries, where is not to make money?

But Rosie offered something else that would dissolve their anger.

Rossi promises to invent more delicious snacks and foods that don't require additional licensing fees, and that they can learn and use directly, but with a new condition, which is that once the store is opened, the decoration style must be decided.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a brand franchise, but this thing is very new to the world. After careful discussion for a while, the merchants agreed to Rosie's request, and generously gave him 5,500 gold coins.

And after he had this money, his first thought was to open a restaurant.

He didn't plan to make any exquisite high-end Chinese food, whether there was a market for those things, whether they were in line with the tastes of the people here, not to mention, it would be difficult to get together the countless spices alone. His idea is very simple, buns can be embellished with such lofty words as inventions, so there should be people eating fried rice, fried noodles, and selling some spicy tang, right? At this time, Rosie regretted that he didn't learn to cook in his previous life, which was much more useful than white-collar workers.

In this way, a small fast-food restaurant entered the renovation schedule.

"Lord Rosie, do you have time?"

Arrez appeared beside Rossi out of nowhere, and Rosie didn't even react. He froze for a moment, clapped his hands, and stepped aside with Areth.

"Something?"

Yarez nodded, he and his men had dispersed these days to gather intelligence on Lime City and Santos. A figure like Santos is not really on the Church's scouting list at all, but is just a rogue leader, knowing that the opponents and targets of the Templars have always been the Imperial nobles and those radicals who target the Church.

In the past few days, Yarez has found out Santos's old bottom, and his face is a little heavy, because he found that Yarez has a good relationship with the second heir to the Marquis's Palace. Even Domingo, the first in line to the throne, has a certain connection with him. In other words, Santos was a dog kept in the Marquis's Palace, which gave Arères a bit of a claw. If Santos is moved, will it attract the hatred of the Marquis's Palace? Rossi is now trying to revive the church in another way, and he doesn't want it to be lost because of some trivial matter.

He told Rosie everything he had heard, but Rosie didn't care.

His girlfriend before the crossing liked to have cats, but she would cut the cat's nails regularly, and she would sharpen the teeth of the little thing a little. No one wants to be hurt by their own small animals, and no one is an exception.

Santos fouled.

So he must be out, and Rossi has a clear understanding of his situation at this time, so he understands very well that even if Santos is moved, no one will come to do anything to him.

Of course, he also had to write a letter to Francisco for insurance.