Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

If I say I will give it away, I will give it away. Even if I know that if I can get back just one of the treasures, it will be enough for me to support Plato, I will not ask for it.

But it still feels so uncomfortable.

The place we stayed in might be very cheap, but it looked very old and had traces of being used by others. The bedsheets were barely clean, but we could smell a faint musty smell, which was uncomfortable.

If Plato hadn't been there, and I had the choice to sniff his scent more, I might not have been able to lie down.

It is said that just living in a good place for a period of time is enough to have assets.

I don't have the hobby of spending servants' money!

It is I who always rewards my servants.

Even if we will be partners in the future, I don't want to be a woman supported by Plato.

So annoying.

Plato stood up again that morning. If it were any other time, I might have rewarded him... but after rewarding him, he would not stand up again.

But here, there is no suitable place to take a shower.

He got his clothes dirty and didn't have any clothes to change. All he could do was ask him to bear with it.

But thinking this way makes me even more upset...

What do you mean by "be patient"? It makes me look useless.

Turnover is the money earned from sales.

What is conversion rate?

What is retention rate?

I think Plato must have known that I knew nothing, but he just saved my face by not exposing me.

I remember……

It seems that there is no need to go that far, just using my thighs will make him feel comfortable.

Well.

I felt like my face was definitely getting hot.

"Xue'er?"

"..."

I lifted the hem of my skirt under the quilt.

"hiss."

I used my thighs to cover his pants. Even though there was a layer of fabric, I could still feel the warmth.

"I, let me ask you..."

"Help me think about what I can do with my talents."

My father once said that we should not think ourselves superior.

Plato also reminded me in the booklet of his messages that I should put aside my so-called arrogance when necessary.

I'm not that arrogant towards others.

To Plato...

Who told me to be so nice to him for a while, but he became even more disobedient?

"Is it making money?"

"……Um."

He helped me think a lot.

It is said that nowadays, beautiful and attractive women will choose to be models. They wear the latest fashions of the season to appear in magazines, or match clothes with their own image to increase sales. In other words, they will make people think that the clothes are really good-looking and buy them.

“But this industry is considered a service industry.”

"Don't talk back when someone scolds you, and always smile."

"Before you talk about this, you have to think about whether you care about your grandmother's descendants, the descendants of Eliza's family and the Toss family. I think there is no precedent for the Queen to be a model."

"It might be better if it was a more ordinary job."

"..."

I feel that Plato was saying in a tactful way that I cannot stand any kind of grievance.

But the model he is talking about shouldn’t be a prostitute, right?

I don't want to wear clothes for others to see. The royal family is not meant to be monkeys for the common people to see.

"Would you like to try making desserts?"

"You don't have to go out and meet people in the kitchen. You just need to make delicious food."

"Okay, that's it!"

I'm really not good at talking to other people.

Not to mention what Plato said, that we should make others feel happy and want to buy things.

"That was done by me, the royal family!"

"Is 150000 a piece okay?"

"Of course you can, but you've already eloped with me. If you still use the Eliza family's current reputation to sell things to make money..."

"You help me sell it...you set the price!"

"No, I have my job. I don't sell desserts. Xue'er, you have to understand that I am the ultimate guarantee for our family now."

"..."

Honestly.

I was a little discouraged, but I didn't want to go back to Windsor Castle.

Our family?

You didn't even hold a grand wedding to marry me, and now you dare to say...

But, wouldn't a commoner have a wedding that all the nobles in the kingdom have to attend?

Apart from this, which makes me a little unhappy, what's wrong with being a civilian?

Even a noble person like my grandmother ended up living a dull and ordinary life.

I can.

I can do it.

Isn't it just making delicious food? I have a talent!

What he said was correct.

His only asset now is the foundation of his and my survival. I can no longer spend money without thinking as before.

"Yesterday, I wanted to reward you."

"But I don't have time right now. I'll just give you this reward reluctantly."

"?"

In the past, the same kind said.

Blood clans never kiss others, but once they do, it means that this person is their only irreplaceable family member.

Although he probably didn't know the meaning.

but I know.

So this is also a rare reward! Enough!

"Well, take me to work. I can definitely make a lot of treasure."

"Just go do your work and don't worry about me."

"If anything happens, I'll use my cell phone to contact you. I will."

Probably so?

You can unlock the lock with a single press, and then send a message by clicking the hook symbol. That's right.

Wash your face.

brush teeth.

There were no new clothes for me to choose from, and no maid came to help me dress neatly in the clothes of the era.

"Look, this is how the strap is tied."

Why is he so skilled?

He can even help me put my underwear in order.

It must be with another woman...

Humph.

Forget it, at least she didn't hide it from me, just tell me when asked. That woman is indeed a little pitiful. Don't think about it for now. The most important thing now is to make money.

Go out.

There was no four-wheeled car waiting for me outside the hotel, so Plato took me to take something called a subway.

I panicked again.

I don't understand anything.

Take the card.

How many tickets are there for autonomous animals?

"Don't worry, I'll pick you up every day until you're familiar with it."

"I……"

I want to say that I already understand.

But seeing so many different kinds of people around me, and even the talking machines, I didn’t say it.

I need Plato to pick me up.

In fact, in places like this I have to hold his hand to feel less scared.

Very long stairs.

There are ladders on both sides that you can stand on and then go down without moving.

"what."

It was the first time I stood on it, and if it weren’t for Plato I would have fallen.

"It's okay, it's normal for the first time."

"..."

Can I really do it?

My talent.

I learned a lot of royal etiquette, horse riding, and some tea art. According to my interests, I also learned how to follow others and teach people I don’t like a lesson...I didn’t learn musical instruments seriously when my mother taught me. I was absent.

He is not proficient in any of the four arts: music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

My father asked someone to teach me the art of political manipulation, but I didn't learn it well... and I was also slacking off.

Are those things really useful in this era?

I made delicious food for Plato, and there was carbon all over the front.

The subway is a big box.

Many of them were connected together, and some voices said to stand outside the yellow line.

When the box stopped, many people squeezed in. Plato took me in.

"what?!"