The vineyards that belong to Lothar are really big.

It is not so much a plantation as a village where grapes are the main business.

Blacksmith shops, livestock sheds, huge wind-powered mills, and houses made of wood and mud are arranged in an orderly manner around the manor.

The peasants in the village add up to about 20 households and about 100 people.

In the deepest part of the village, a two-meter-high white fence surrounds a not-so-ornate, three-storey manor-like building.

The doors have been opened.

The housekeeper of the manor, who got the news early, stood at the door with more than a dozen "servants", ready to greet him.

A tall olive tree, almost ten meters high, gently swaying in the breeze, with its long, narrow, dense leaves, shading.

There was a slight rustling sound in her ears, and Jeanne whistled, "What a great place to vacation." ”

Lothar frowned.

He still didn't know what kind of experience Jeanna had after being reborn as a "Yao Knight", so that she became the light appearance she is now.

The butler took off his hat and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness, your presence has made the Asuka Manor shine brightly. ”

The name "Asuka" is said to be due to the fact that the first vines here were grown from the droppings of migratory birds that come here to spend the winter.

Lothar bowed slightly: "Butler, tell me your name." ”

The butler hurriedly said, "Fabio Hoss, you can call me old Fabio." ”

The steward of such a manor is actually equivalent to the role of a guard officer like Leonard.

In peacetime, it had the power to collect taxes, administer land, lease farm implements and cattle to farmers, and convene manor courts.

In the face of foreign invasion, he also had the right to conscript serfs to defend the lord's property without compensation.

But it is worth mentioning that there are very few serfs under Lothar's hands.

The vast majority of the people, as long as they were willing to convert, were liberated by Lothar to become hired peasants, paying taxes in proportion.

There is no longer a need to spend half of the time each week cultivating the lord's land for free, as was the case before.

According to Lothar, employment is more motivating to people's initiative.

And the serfs, when they work for the lord without compensation, inevitably have a lazy and rotten mood - this is human nature, and it cannot be changed with a whip.

"Then old Fabio, lead my knights to rest, and my ladies and I will dine and taste fine wine in the manor."

"I promise, my lord, that you will be treated with the best."

The housekeeper's attitude was very humble, even a little fearful.

As the lord of Hebron, Lothar and Fabio's power in the manor all came from him, and in a sense, Fabio should be counted as Lothar's "retainer".

Lothar's first impression of Fabio was good, he was dressed simply, with a burly figure, his skin was a little darkened from frequent sun exposure, and he gestured with a strong military style.

"Fabio, you've ever been in the army?"

Fabio hurriedly said: "Indeed, I once served in the army under the command of Count Renard, and the highest position was to hold the position of a standard servant, commanding a group of infantry. ”

"Not bad."

Lothar complimented succinctly.

Fabio was a little apprehensive, the discord between the new count and the old count was well known.

"Please follow me."

Fabio and his servants welcomed them in.

There are no professional maids and servants in the Asuka Manor, and they are all part-time, and most of the time, they still have to work in the fields.

Fabio witnessed the stupid appearance of a slave clumsily trying to pull Jeanne's "grapes", only to be frightened by a loud nose and retreat.

Hurriedly said: "Sorry, beautiful lady, these are some countrymen who have never seen the world, and they have no intention of offending." ”

Jeanne sneered good-naturedly: "It doesn't matter, 'Grape' is a cramper, and his character is well known, and no one will blame him." ”

The lads who had never seen the world were stunned.

Fabio was angry and afraid: "You bastards who should have their eyes gouged out, you dare to look directly at the ladies of the lord's family, get out of the way!" ”

The hussars let out a good-natured laugh: "They must have never seen Lady Jeanne fight, or they must have been taken aback." ”

"It's okay, Fabio Sr., everybody likes Lady Jeanne, it's normal."

"Your Excellency is a generous man, and he will forgive you, but if you continue to look at it, we will not be happy."

The hussars chattered and joined in the fun.

They all liked Jeanne as a leader.

A smile also appeared on Lothar's face: "Fabio, don't blame them, let them go down." ”

Fabio looked grateful: "My lord, do you want to go to the wine cellar to have a look?" There is a batch of fine wines that have been stored for a whole year. ”

"No need, I want to rest in the hall for a while, you go get a bucket and come up."

Lothar walked straight into the manor.

With the help of Frigila, he took off the cloak behind his back, the full suit of armor, and only wore a thin shirt: "Whew, sit down, it's pretty cool here." ”

Probably Renard had never lived here before, and the furnishings of the manor were very simple, but it was evident that it was often cleaned and cleaned, and it was rarely clean and tidy.

In any case, it is much more comfortable than a gloomy and damp castle.

The butler also came in with the oak barrel.

The sound of wine clashing in the half-meter-high oak barrel seemed to be heavy, but he didn't show the slightest difficulty.

"Fabio, where are you from?"

"My lord, I am from Messina."

Fabio placed the wooden cup on the table.

Lothar asked, "Remnants of the Empire? ”

(Empire can be replaced by Rome)

Judging by his appearance, Fabio is certainly not a Moorish from North Africa, nor does he look like a Norman who occupies Sicily, with black hair and black eyes, and is a typical Latino.

There is a sentence in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty to describe the imperial people: "Its people are all grown up and upright, similar to China, so it is called Great Qin." ”

It's just that the Great Qin people here are most likely talking about the Greeks.

Fabio smiled bitterly: "My lord, you are laughing, where are the Imperial people?" Only the Greeks. ”

He picks up a hammer and a wedge and gently taps it at the barrel to drill out the holes.

The bright red wine immediately flowed along the wooden wedge to the wooden glasses placed below, and when it was almost full, the butler inserted the chips into the holes.

"My lord, please taste it."

There was a hint of anticipation on the butler's face, clearly confident in the wines produced at Asuka Estate.

Prajna was about to pick up the wine glass, but Jeanna had already grabbed it and drank it all: "Hmm-it tastes great, but the degree is too low." ”

Lothar motioned for the butler to leave.

"I said you were allowed to make distilled spirits," he said. ”

Jeanne sat in a chair with a backrest, her legs slightly cocked, her toes tapping against the table legs.

Hearing this, she said succinctly: "Lazy." ”

Prajna frowned: "What if the wine is poisonous?" ”

Jeanna smiled: "In short, I can't bear to let Miss Praruo test the poison for me, such a beautiful young lady should be loved well." ”

Lothar's face darkened.

Stinky girl, do you dare to yin and yang me?

Jeanne waved her hand: "It's not poisonous, don't worry about it." ”

Lothar lifted the wood chips and poured wine for everyone.

Fringira took the glass and sipped it gracefully.

But the bar shook his mouth and said with some disgust: "Sure enough, even if the color is similar, it still doesn't taste as good as blood." ”