Transcendent Noble

It was getting bright, and Boomer got up from the bed. Put on a coarse linen white cloth maid outfit, wear a light blue apron, and then wash yourself with a basin of water, especially wipe your hair carefully with a wet towel, and use a blue turban to grow your hair. With the package behind his head, Bouma walked to a floor-to-ceiling copper mirror and took a close photo, showing a satisfied smile.

The fabric of the clothes is very rough, but it looks very energetic when worn on the body. Boomer likes it very much. Each of the maids at the Goat Inn has two sets of these clothes. John Boss called them uniforms.

Six days ago, Bouma became the maid of the Goat Hotel. As the mother of two children, she had to work hard. The business of the Goat Hotel is very good, not the young and hot waitresses, but the two chefs with upturned nostrils. The dishes they make are exquisite and delicious. The jaggery bread here is also very popular, so John Boss pays a lot of money. There are too many people who want to work here. If not for an acquaintance, Boumadu No chance to get this job.

Bouma carried a bucket of water, ready to clean the bright tables and chairs in the hall. When she walked into the hall, there were already three maids cleaning. Bouma blushed slightly. She thought she had gotten up early enough today, and didn't expect still lagging behind.

Bouma rolled up her sleeves and was about to start work, but was stopped by John Boss at the hotel.

"Bouma, you don’t have to work today, you can go home and see the children today."

Bouma's face was pale, and she pleaded with tears in her eyes: "John Boss, Please. For Ina’s sake, don’t fire me. I will definitely get up early next time."

Bouma was terrified. She likes the job and she likes to live in goats. The hotel, even if it is just a cramped stairwell, is a hundred times better than the free people's shack.

Old John patted his forehead and explained: "You have not been fired. You just came to the Goat Hotel, and you don’t know the rules here. With us, you can take a day off every six days of work. .You can deal with your own personal affairs during your rest days, such as visiting children, or visiting relatives and friends. Don’t worry, you can come to work tomorrow as usual."

When she got down, she asked eagerly: "John Boss, can I keep my stairwell?"

"Whatever you want." Old John shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Bumma carried the basket and walked towards the freedmen shanty town. Her husband and child still live in the shanty town. In the basket are two jelly breads, each of which has the thickness of her calf and is a full half a meter long. This was given to her by John Boss, saying it was a welfare. Bouma doesn't know what welfare is, but she knows that children will like it very much. Thinking of this, Bouma smiled, but her face was covered with clouds again when she thought of her husband, who likes to work and dislikes.

Buma’s current man is her second husband, and her first husband separated during the migration. In order to survive, Bouma and her current husband became partners. They have been in Black Castle Town for three years, but anyone who is diligent and willing to endure hardships can always find a job. But Bouma's husband has been idle and can only make ends meet with the relief of the church. What made Bouma annoyed was that the man would snatch the children's rations even if he didn't feed her and the children, because the two children belonged to Bouma and his ex-husband.

In order to support her child, Bouma grows the land for Caitou, but she is a woman and Caitou is only willing to give her half of her wages. When the goat hotel was recruiting, Bouma wanted to try one's luck. Fortunately, she met Ina from the same village at the Goat Hotel. Ina told Boomer that she accompanied her husband to Black Castle Town to deliver supplies. Her current husband has more than ten acres of Fiefdom and is a vassal of fief lord, and he has a very good relationship with the boss of the goat hotel. With the help of Ina, Bouma was hired by the Goat Hotel, with food and housing, and 60 copper sols per month.

The shanty town in Black Castle Town is still stinking, but it is much better than before. The mud road has been paved with gravel, and the security here is not as chaotic as before, at least two Don't worry about the bread being robbed.

These all are Paladin Claude Master’s credit, Boomer thinks so. But what she didn't know was that there were a lot of eyes staring at her in the dark, but Bouma's blue and white maid costume made them dare not make a mistake. The monkey master has ordered that if anyone dares to move the goat hotel, the monkey master will bury him in the pit.

Bouma cringed and disgusted seeing the narrow and low shack in front of him. She once wanted to take both children with her, but her husband said that if she took the child to work, she might be fired by the boss. After thinking about it again and again, Boomer finally left the child to her own man to look after, but she found at the Goat Hotel that the other maids also took the child with him, and John Boss was not embarrassed.

In fact, those old mercenaries prefer child. Perhaps intentionally, perhaps unintentionally, they will even teach children some martial skills, and those half-old children can also find an errand in the next grocery store. Sow some seeds, who knows what the harvest will be.

Bouma took a deep breath and walked to the shed. She decided that even if she was beaten up, she must take the children away today.

"Do you say this is true? When you reach the Victor leader, you can directly give the status of the vassal?"

"You can believe this kind of rumor? The status of the vassal is required Three generations can only be obtained by serving the lord." Baidi sneered.

Bidi has heard about Victor's recruitment of vassals, and these old acquaintances actually came to him to discuss this matter. Baidi only thinks that a few of them are really stupid. In his opinion, there would be no such stupid lord, and only stupid peasants would believe such rumors.

"It is not to directly give vassal status, but to join a work points system. As long as you work every day, you can get work points. For every 1,000 work points, you can exchange one mu of Fiefdom, as long as you change to 10 mu of Fiefdom. Become a vassal." Another freedman said, he had inquired carefully.

"Old Hayden gathered a group of people the day before yesterday and has already set off, and the group of Mi Lu left five days ago." Someone also said.

"Whether this news is true or false, it is worth a trip. And the sooner the better."

After hearing this, several freedmen nodded, they are now Like a cat scratching his heart, I can’t wait to leave right away.

Seeing that they have noses and eyes, Baidi is also very excited, but he is too lazy to move. Now his woman has found a good job, there is no need to risk this unreliable news. .

The door of the shack was pushed open, and several people were startled. They saw that it was Baidi’s wife Bouma, who was sighed in relief. But Baidi said with a sullen face.

"Why are you back? Did you resign from John Boss."

Boomer glanced at the man in disgust and said, "No, John Boss asked me to rest today. I will come back to see the child."

Baidy sighed, as long as the woman is not resigned, he still expects Bouma to make money for him, even if he is a waitress at the Goat Hotel.

Bouma didn't pay attention to this group of people. Like Baidi, they are a group of wastes relying on food for relief. She walked into the shed, and the two children were shrinking in the corner.

"Mom, I brought you bread, and it's a very sweet rough sugar bread." Looking at the two sons of riddled with scars, Bouma almost shed tears in distress. These days, children must have been beaten by Baidi.

Strong arms stretched out and snatched the bread from Bouma's hand.

"I haven't eaten yet, what are you eager for, boys?" Baidi said viciously.

"Give it back to me. It was given to the children by John Boss." Boomer rushed up to fight with the shameless man, trying to grab the bread.

"Selling slut, that one-legged old man, two breads sent you away?" Baidi pushed Bouma down and cursed viciously.

"Bread for you, I want to take the child away." Bouma calmed down, pulled up two children crying in fright, and rushed out.

Baidy was furious. These two cubs are his tools to control Boomer. If Boomer takes the child away, how can he make money from her in the future? In this world, it is nothing new for women to find new men with their children.

Baidi Cat held Bouma's hair and drew her back, slapped her face with a fierce slap. Just as he was about to continue his violence, his arm was framed.

"Do you want to take care of my housework?" Baidi shouted to the man who was holding his arm.

The free man released his arms and said with a smile: "Your wife works at the Goat Hotel. You won't forget what the monkey master said?"

"This is my woman, Lord Monkey won't care about my housework, either." Baidi said gloomy and uncertain, but he did not dare to continue.

"Lord Monkey’s business, we can’t take care of it." Freeman said: "We heard that the goat hotel is the property of Lord Baron Victor, so I wanted to ask Boomer about the work-point system. Isn't it true?"

Everyone, including Baidi, stared scorchingly at Bouma.

"The work points system is real. Know Ina. She is the wife of Victor's vassal. She introduced me to my job. She told me that Victor's leadership is currently short of manpower, Lord. Baron is going to come here to recruit leaders, and the work point system will soon be capped. If you want to go, you must hurry up!"

At this time, Boomer just wants this disgusting man to roll far away. She spoke out the news that she had heard.

Several free men were panting with red eyes. They wanted to grow wings and fly to Victor's collar. This was an extremely rare opportunity.

The same is true for Baidi, but he thinks more.

"We should gather more people together, people the more the better!"

"You are crazy! Didn't you listen to Bouma? The work points system is about to be capped , Do you want to take people there?" a freedman roared.

Badi glanced at him disdainfully, and said: "We will bring enough people to be valued by fief lord and be given priority to join the work points system."

Several people Shocked by Baidi's vision, after a while, someone asked, "It's a good idea. But if there are a lot of people, what to eat on the road? This is a 20-day journey! We get so much food there? And, Will these people rebel? Don’t be taken our place by others when the time comes?"

"Well, we are better on the road. If there are few people, we will pick some wild vegetables on the road. Basically That's enough."

Bidi was very anxious, and walking the 20-day journey was by no means an easy task. The most important thing was that he was afraid of death. heaven knows, will you meet a jackal. It's safer if there are many people, and it's safer to be a leader. Even if you encounter a monster, you will never die, and you can still be valued by fief lord. Baidi didn't want to take a risk, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity, but he was unable to solve the problems raised by his companions. So he turned around impatiently, but didn't realize that Bouma had taken two children out of the shack.

"May Lord of Radiance bless you."

Before Boomer left, she said coldly. There was another sentence in her heart that she didn't say: May the great Lord, judge Baidi this beast sooner!

Buma left, Baidi didn't care, as long as he became a vassal, he couldn't marry any kind of woman. But Bouma's words reminded him.

"I have an idea! We don't have food, and we can't suppress everyone, but someone can do it, and he will never compete with us for the work points system!"

"Who?"

"Paladin, Lord Claude!"

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"Gris , Are you sure you kill all the spies in Chebman's house?"

Sylvia has a charming smile and gently stroked several sheepskin scrolls with her white jade-like hands. She is in a great mood. These are the various blueprints that Victor gave her. Among them are the design drawings of the giant brick kiln that she most wants to get.

Gris said respectfully: "Yes, Madam, according to Archer's observations, Chebman's family arranged a total of three spies in the upper camp. I killed two and released one. Presumably Count Chebman. We have received our warning."

Sylvia nodded, she believes in Azir's ability. He is one of the secret agents of the family's cream of the crop.

"But your mission failed! And because of your negligence, our talents will be driven out!" the fat Count York said coldly. Thinking of not being able to spy on Victor's new gadgets freely in the future, Count York's heart aches.

Looking at Old Knight with an embarrassed face, Sylvia patted Count York's hand, said softly: "Gris is not a professional spy after all. I am grateful that he can wrong himself. Even more how he Bring back such precious things."

Sylvia said to Gris again: "Gris failed in your mission, but I am very satisfied with what you brought back. I promise you everything will be one after another cash it out. You can go down now."

Gris is overjoyed, he wronged himself and pretended to be a lowly farmer for now. Old Knight bowed deeply to the count couple and walked out of the room.

After Old Knight left, Count York asked Sylvia: "Is a brick kiln worth your joy? I have seen the bricks that Archer brought back. They are indeed stronger than the bricks we made. , But it can’t replace the rock. No matter how thick it is, it can’t stop the impact of the Silver Knight.”

Sylvia said: “These bricks cannot be used to build fortresses and exterior walls, but they can be used to build roads and build roads. It can also replace the rammed earth layer in the city wall to make the city wall stronger. The most important thing is the efficiency of the brick kiln, which can produce 60,000 qualified bricks in 20 days. This means that it needs to be swallowed. More firewood and clay, and most of our territory is mounds covered with shrubs."

Count York clap your hands said with a smile: "I see, these brick kilns can turn mounds into Cultivated flat land, and the useless clay will turn into countless bricks. We can even sell these bricks. Haha, it’s amazing! This Victor is really a hen who can lay golden eggs."

Sylvia glanced horizontally at Count York, her eyes waved like water, but Count York was like falling in a ice hole and shivered suddenly. Count York knows that the absence of a child has always been a pain in Sylvia's heart.

What hen do I mention! What egg to mention! Count York wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"This, I mean, the blueprint provided by Victor does not seem to be designed by the freedmen. Where did he get these things?" Sylvia Lightly said: " He stole it from Sophia."

Victor wrote a letter to Sylvia. He told Sylvia that these designs were what he saw while looking through the old Marquis's collection in the Marquis's mansion. Some improvements have been made to his own. Now he has handed over everything. Including the carriage design drawing, the design drawing of the new spinning wheel, and the design drawing of the brick kiln village.

Victor wrote very professionally in his letter. After looking at it, scholar Anthony of York's family is definitely sure that Victor must have learned this knowledge, and he is extremely talented. With such system knowledge, an ordinary person can't be pretended to be pretended. Therefore, Sylvia has to believe that what Victor said is true, and he does have innate talent and interest in this area. But they didn't know that Victor had alchemy assistants to help him polish.

"Sophia has such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?" Count York asked suspiciously.

Sylvia smiled slightly: "Sophia has cards to play, but Victor has no cards to play, so he can only take out his hole cards."

Count York suddenly said: "These things may cost old The Marquis has a lot of hard work, Sophia must be trying to come back under adverse circumstances. Hehe, didn't expect, it made us cheaper."

"Now, no one protects Victor? What about setback?"

Thinking of the agreement with Sophia, York became worried again. The agreement between Sophia and the York family is that before Sophia has given birth to a suitable heir, the York family must ensure the safety of Victor. Sylvia knew that from Sophia's eyes, she couldn't see her at all, not Golden Knight's bloodline. Therefore, this process may take two to three years, and the York family is also taking two to three years to re-establish a self-sufficient system. Therefore, the two hit it off. In fact, this pursuit of noble bloodline is very common among the nobles. Of course, Victor didn't know that he wanted to like the rhythm of being a father.

"When Nicole comes back, send her a few trainee Knights to protect Victor."

Victor, let Nicole protect you. You will not refuse. Sylvia lightly smiled.