Chapter VII: The Count of Marceau

The next day, sure enough, only a cook came to work with her teenage daughter, and the others were nowhere to be found. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Old Ivan was so angry that he trembled: "These ungrateful things, the young master kindly hired them and gave them bonuses, they actually turned their backs on the young master, they really deserve to be damned, and they should be sent to the gallows." I'll go to them and make it clear. ”

Zhang Ang was not in a hurry at all: "Don't worry, there are some things that can't be forced, I naturally have a way, and when the time comes, I will ask them to cry and beg me." After a pause, Zhang Ang then ordered: "You go and buy two high-end gift boxes, one large and one small, and I will wait to pack gifts to visit the Earl." ”

After buying the box, Zhang Ang put in the things he had made last night, and told old Ivan and the cook to stay and prepare tomorrow's ingredients. He put on a baron's formal dress and went to the Earl's Palace.

The Marceau family is the highest family in Luntu City, and the head of the family, Count Marceau, has always been the lord of Luntu City, and he is also the strongest among the nobles in the city, and he is a true earl-level martial arts master.

This Earl's Palace, also known as the Lord's Palace, is located in the middle of the city of Luntu, in the center of the entire aristocratic quarter.

Zhang Ang walked to the City Lord's Mansion with a gift, only to see a carved white gate, the walls on both sides of the door were planted with bright red roses, and a team of capable guards outside the door were patrolling, and people were constantly entering and exiting the door.

He went to the door, explained his intention to the porter, and handed him the small box as a gift for his visit to the Earl. Zhang Ang also wanted to stuff a few gold francs for him, but he sternly refused. I don't know if it's too little or if the earl has a strict family education.

Zhang Ang was led by the porter to a richly decorated parlor, where many people were already seated, all waiting for the earl to receive them.

Zhang Ang didn't know anyone, so he found a chair to sit down, and after a while, a maid served delicious rose honey tea.

Zhang Ang looked at the people in the room, only to see that some were wearing aristocratic dresses, some were wearing gorgeous armor, and a few were dressed as commoners. However, many of them have high temples, and at a glance, you can see that the internal force is already very hot, and most of the rest are muscular and full of strength. These people are in a bunch, those people are in a bunch, and they are talking about something. Occasionally, a few looked at Zhang Ang, whispered, and then turned their heads away, ignoring him.

I don't know how long I waited, but it looked like it was almost noon before it was Zhang Ang's turn. A low-browed squire led Zhang Ang to the earl's parlor.

"You only have 15 minutes. He said sternly to Zhang Ang.

As soon as I walked into the meeting room, I heard a strong voice reprimanding: "The transaction volume of the port this month is 10% less than last month, so the tax received will also be 10% less, and the income of our Earl's Court will also be 10% less, do you understand? I don't care what method you use, this month's transaction volume will be increased for me, otherwise, the deficit will be borne by yourself! Get out!"

Then I saw a fat man in gorgeous clothes running out of the room.

Zhang Ang walked in and hurriedly saluted: "Leon-Leonardo pays a visit to Lord Earl. ”

"Oh, it's little Leon of the Leonardo family, what are you looking for me?" the count's voice was very majestic.

Zhang Ang raised his head and saw that Count Marceau was wearing a set of white aristocratic robes, embroidered with bright red roses, and a small sword was sewn on his left chest to pierce a rose, which was the earl's family crest "Sword Blade Rose". He doesn't look like a middle-aged man, he looks like he's only thirty years old, and he's slender, blond hair and blue eyes, very handsome, and if he wants to put it on the earth, he doesn't know how many girls he will die.

As the number one master among the nobles in the city, the earl just stood there ordinarily, and his body also exuded a powerful aura that Zhang Ang had never seen before, coupled with the majesty of his long-term position, Zhang Ang was almost speechless.

Barely calming down, Zhang Ang spoke: "I came here to ask Lord Earl for one thing, I ....."

Before he finished speaking, he was impatiently interrupted by Count Marceau: "Is there no money, for the sake of my love for your father, wait for me to ask the butler to wrap 100 gold francs for you, you can leave if there is nothing else." ”

"No, no, I earned almost 100 gold francs in one day yesterday, and I came here for something else. Zhang Ang hurriedly said

"Oh, you can make 100 gold francs a day, say, what's the matter?" The Earl asked with interest.

"I opened a steamed bun shop in Xia, and this 'steamed bun' invented in Xia is a snow-white, soft food with various fillings. Yesterday on the first day of opening, the business was very hot, and I made a lot of money. But when it opened today, most of the employees were poached. I guess there are already several new buns in the city now, and I want to ask the Earl......

Before Zhang Ang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Count Marceau: "It turns out that the 'bakery' that is making money every day is opened by your family." Do you want me to stand up for you? This is impossible! If they dare to openly poach your servants, they must not be afraid of your revenge, and there are viscounts or barons standing behind them. Not to mention that you are a titular little baron, even if your father is still alive, he can't fight a group of them. Even if you put the shop under my name to prevent disasters, I won't offend so many nobles for you for this little money, you still have to die. ”

"No, I don't mean to ask the Earl to give me a head, although I do want to attach the shop to the Earl's name, but just to ask for a name, I naturally have a way to deal with those people. Zhang Ang said confidently.

"And how much are you willing to pay for this name?" Count Marceau was a little curious.

"Thirty percent of the profits, pure profits, are only in the name of being protected by the 'Sword Rose family'. Zhang Ang replied.

"Sancheng, it's a lot, what plan do you have, let's hear it, if it's really reliable, I don't mind agreeing to you. The Count promised.

"I wonder if you've ever tasted the 'buns' I made?" asked Zhang Ang.

"Of course I have eaten, yesterday at noon and at night I ate 'buns', this name is really weird, I have eaten dozens of them, it is really delicious, it is a profitable business. The Earl recalled.

"It's almost noon, Lord Earl, might as well try the new food I have invented?" Zhang Ang suggested.

"There's new food, so I'm going to have to try it. ”

Jang Ang summoned the attendant and told him to bring in his gift to the earl.

Count Marceau opened the box, only to see that there were 9 wooden bowls neatly placed inside, which were some pale yellow solids, after the housekeeper came up to test for poison, under the guidance of Zhang Ang, he picked up a spoon and dug out a piece and put it in his mouth, he only felt that this pale yellow little thing melted in his mouth, the rich milk aroma and the sweetness of honey blended together, constantly impacting his taste buds, and the wonderful taste instantly captured him.

"What is this?" said the Count's eyes widened.

"It's called pudding, sir, milk pudding. Zhang Ang replied.