Bran's room is minimalist, with a square bed for two people, two oak desks and three chairs.

Inside the yellow cabinet are books, unused paper, and a bag of treasure that can make the hearts of the poor appealing.

On the walls hung armor, swords, armor.

Bran took out a few pieces of paper and wrote "standard font" in Latin and Italian, but he was not very satisfied and changed it three times.

But the guard knocked on the door to remind Simon that he had entered, and Bran didn't put down his pen, and said slowly, "Let them all tidy up, and come back to see me, don't take more than an hour." ”

Simon knew that Bran was angry, which meant waiting an hour, not too early and not too late.

Simon brought two maids, one eighteen and one nineteen, the children of bought serfs, who had spent seven years and ten years in the manor. Loyal and reliable.

They were responsible for the food, clothing, housing, and transportation of Bran's "personal" in Rome in the future, while the rest of the servants did their own laundry.

Since Simon ran the Goode Hotel, most of the people he has dealt with are businessmen, and the frequency of mentioning money in his mouth is getting higher and higher, and his body has begun to get rich, and the thin monk's temperament is gone, and the change of market gas is very obvious.

He wore the usual clothes of the merchants of Rome, a black shirt made of linen, long-toed shoes, a small yarke hat, a red belt, and a silver ring in his right hand.

"Your Highness."

"It's been a long time, I've been away from the manor for nearly three months, grandfather's body?"

"The Grand Duke is as usual."

Seeing Bran nodding, Simon then introduced the two maids behind him. The two Bran knew each other well and said.

"It's like staying at the manor, don't ask questions, do things with your heart, and your marriage, Simon will take care of it. After a year's stay, the Florentine guilds of young apprentices or workers, or even the Teutonic mercenary regiments, if you have an admirer, I will help you pay for the dowry. ”

For adult women, helping them find a good man to start a family is the best favor that the owner can give.

The two maids then went out, Simon shouted, and a middle-aged craftsman, Jones, entered.

Ionés left the Florentine Goldsmiths' Guild seven years ago, and a year ago he was in large debt due to the failure of opening a shop.

He heard from the mercenaries in the tavern that a noble man was looking for a suitable craftsman and recommended himself.

Previously, several craftsmen had already left because they couldn't do what Bran said.

Bran saw Yonness's first words

"Get out what I described, and your debt will disappear at the same time."

The object is a "mechanical" conception, and when you look at the rough drawing, you think it is a spinning thing, and after listening to it, Jonés realizes that it is a machine for copying books.

Books represent wisdom, how can this thing be copied?

There are even craftsmen who think the idea is too scary.

In the early days, several craftsmen had a drum to produce some objects, such as a "lead character" made of copper, and a simple half-person high, paper clamping object, after turning the wooden axle, the place containing the ink would press the clamped white paper.

But what was printed was terrible and very messy.

"I tried a variety of lead ratios with the craftsmen before, probably lead, antimony, tin, etc. If you want to add anything else, such as gold and silver, you can do it.

Adjust the ink, so that the lead type can penetrate the paper, improve the clarity, I will have another craftsman for you, the hinge or those parts can be adjusted to be more flexible, you can consult with him......"

Previously, Bran also went down in person, and he did it for a while, but the progress was slow.

In his previous life, he had no interest in industry at all, so he would devote himself to other industries, and the mechanical drawings that Bran came up with were completely unusable, so he could only try step by step.

"My lord, how can I count myself as a success? What do you like?"

"I used to be in a monastery, concentrating, working day and night, and I could copy a book in seven or eight days, and I had to make a machine that could make ten copies a day."

Jonés had no choice but to take the job, or he would owe a debt to the guild that would bankrupt him, become an unfree, or even go to prison. Jonness had been imprisoned for fifteen days for fighting, and he never wanted to go into the small, dark, damp burrow, full of rats.

There is a special room for work, which Bran calls a "laboratory".

There was a glassmaker firing a near-transparent cup, which Jonés had heard from the carpenter to modulate the proportions.

It was a tiring job, and I couldn't leave the lab where the black flames were coming out for at least ten hours a day when I was casting the metal into lead.

I don't know how much I have to absorb as a bad smelling gas.

He wears a "bird's beak hood" like the "Plague Doctor" on his face, but Jones does not cure disease, but a piece of iron that does not make a sound.

Bran is also present at times, but usually does not burn the lead and keeps the air clear.

The shape of the pencil strokes comes from Branna's hands.

Scribes from the church or monasteries had a special way of writing that was different from the secular way of writing, such as mentioning gods or angels, changing the size of the letters, or even connecting the pen.

Bran, who was a sponsor of the invention and copied many theological books, wrote the typewritten version.

If it succeeds in the future, it will be Bran's words on the books, and what a joy it is.

Many years later, the printing press was improved and penetrated everywhere, and Bran's calligraphy became known as "Lan Ti......

No matter what the era, innovation will always burn money, and Bran knows it well.

By the time he had figured out the screw and handle, Bran had already experimented with more than a dozen giant trees and iron worth more than fifteen gold rubles.

plus the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the two craftsmen...... Bran signed in his own name for the expenditure of various inventions, which is currently pressed in Albert's study, is now at the rate of one hundred and fifty gold rubles (as Mrs. Meghan agrees) at the rate of eight per cent per annum.

If you borrow money based on your ability, you must repay it yourself according to your ability.

The money that my grandfather gave him, five percent of the mercenary group's operating income, was just flat. But Bran was accustomed to being generous to his subordinates, and when Carol and Jack were newly married, the bounty brought the IOU to two hundred gold rubles.

The more money you have at your disposal, the more debt you owe.

After talking for a while, Bran understood the current progress, and asked Jonness to take out the words he had just written as a reference for the character model.

The Chaman family would open a currency house in Rome, and after buying a large house, they would exchange money in the front yard and fiddle with the tools in the back.

After the craftsman Jones went down, Bran let Hilde in, and pointed to Simon, "Hilde is very diligent, take him in and out when you are in Rome, and he will be your assistant in the future for money and printing." ”

Trusted so quickly, he seemed to be a clever boy, Simon smiled as he looked at Hilde, who was short and monkey-like.

Hilde also made a flattered appearance, and even deliberately lowered his head.

Bran didn't have time to care about his subordinates, thinking about how to make the tech tree? Only then can the family be revived in waves.

Bran was stunned for a long time......

……

February 11, a windless day.

Bran rode Gallauth into the headquarters of the Order for the first time in the city of Rome.

On the way, he also met some old knights, so Bran gave way.

The last time I was here, this headquarters was rebuilt from a dilapidated gladiatorial arena, and hundreds of fighters who died were killed.

Perhaps for this reason, non-commissioned officers or officers who enter this place, once they pick up swords and weapons, the fighting spirit will be inexplicably aroused.

Ordinary soldiers don't use it here, they have their own camp, and they follow the officer's action, where the officer receives martial arts drills, and after the formation of the queue changes, he goes back to the camp to arrange training work.

But Bran, a trainee knight who doesn't have an official team number, needs to come every time.

This time, the headquarters was not as empty as the last time, and there were more than seventy experienced non-commissioned officers, not counting guards, special troops (engineers, scouts, etc.), knight officers, and so on.