industrial lord

Chapter 642 Only in Dreams

The birdsong in the early morning is like an alarm clock, waking up the sleeping people.

While Frederick and Maria were having breakfast, Alfu came to report what happened last night.

"Last night, Dafranche found Miss Ella." Alfred said, "Miss Ella's father was a businessman. After her mother died, he married a lady with two daughters."

"According to what we have learned, Miss Ella is not living well at home. She doesn't even have a bed to sleep on and can only sleep in a pile of wood."

Maria frowned and asked, "Doesn't her father care?"

Ah Fu replied, "According to the tradition here, the man in the family only takes care of things outside the house. All things inside the house are managed by the wife, and the man cannot interfere."

Maria was a little unhappy after hearing this.

Although in many places men work outside and women work inside, this is the first time I have encountered such an extreme example.

Ah Fu continued, "The merchants felt very sorry for Miss Ella's plight and decided to teach her family a lesson."

Frederick asked: "No one was killed?"

He was a little worried that it would be difficult to deal with if those businessmen beat the person's parents and sister to death.

Ah Fu replied: "No, they planned to kidnap Miss Ella, and Miss Ella agreed."

Frederick was speechless with these guys, and finally said: "Let them be, one more person in the convoy doesn't matter."

Maria continued, "Tell Ella that I gave her all those clothes and jewelry."

She is a wealthy woman, and those clothes and jewelry are worthless in her eyes.

Especially the pair of crystal shoes, which are made of slime. The most expensive part of their price on the market is the designer’s design fee, and the designer is Maria herself.

The two finished their breakfast, packed up their things, and ran off to play for a few days.

There is a black lake a few kilometers away from the iron ore town, and there is a hunter's cabin on the lakeside. Frederick and Maria went there to play for a few days.

All they took were two backpacks and a shotgun.

Maria took out a flute and played cheerful music along the way, attracting flocks of birds to accompany her, and many white rabbits and slimes jumped out of the grass.

A group of deer appeared in the woods. They were also attracted by the music and gradually walked to her side.

Maria played the flute and led the animals to the hunter's cabin by the lake.

"Oh!"

After the gunshot, Maria asked Frederick, "Would you like to eat venison stew or roast venison?"

Frederick, who had just reported on the intercom that he had arrived at his destination, replied: "I like everything you cook."

The hunter's cabin is fully equipped with a rack for hanging game next to the cabin.

Hunting is a compulsory course for the nobility, and young ladies like Maria are no exception. Dealing with the prey is a natural thing for them.

The cabin was cleaned by itself, Frederick arranged his things, and then went to the lake.

The lake is triangular in shape, with a side length of four to five hundred kilometers. The eastern corner where the hunter's cabin is located is lower in terrain, and opposite the lake is a cliff several hundred meters high.

The lake is deep and somewhat dark.

Frederick frowned. The source of water for this lake was just a few small streams and precipitation in the surrounding mountains and forests. The river flowing out of it was not big, which meant that the lake water lacked nutrients.

Two hours later, Maria hugged Frederick from behind, kissed him on the cheek and asked, "How many fish did you catch?"

Frederick said seriously: "We'll be able to catch it soon."

Maria smiled and said, "Maybe we can catch some canned fish." Frederick gritted his teeth.

The Duchy of Wesson is a farce about a face-loving master and a silly servant. One of the plots is that after the master came back empty-handed, he asked the servant to buy a fish and then hang it on the hook in the water, but the servant ended up buying a bag of canned fish and hanging it up.

Catching canned fish is now the biggest mockery of fishermen, and this mockery has gone beyond the Principality of Wessen and spread to the world.

Maria left with a smile, and soon came back with a piece of bread, which she broke into pieces and sprinkled in the water.

After a while, only a few small fish, no bigger than a finger, came over to eat the bread on the water.

"It seems there aren't many fish in the lake." She sat down next to Frederick and leaned on his shoulder. "There are so few small fish, there must not be enough to feed the big fish."

Frederick said nothing, but rubbed his face against the dark-haired head on his shoulders.

The two sat quietly by the lake, huddled together in a daze, until the smell of burnt stewed venison wafted over.

"Ah!" Maria jumped up and ran back to the hunter's cabin.

Fortunately, the stewed venison was only burnt a little at the bottom, and the top was still edible.

After eating and drinking, Maria marinated the venison to be roasted tonight, and Frederick took out the inflatable boat and went to the lake for rowing.

The two had a great time by the lake. The iron ore town was still bustling with people, and many businessmen regretted not being able to attend the dance that night.

But it didn't matter. Duke Wesson brought a small theater troupe, the guards also performed two or three shows, and the accompanying merchants also had their own advertising plays, which were performed in a tent outside the town every night.

The news quickly spread throughout Bohemia.

In the small castle of Stowe Territory, Baron Stowe asked his brother Jory, who had just returned home, "Is Grand Duke Wessen really here for vacation?"

Jory nodded and said, "When I was in the Principality of Wessen, I heard that Grand Duke Wessen and Miss Eltal came here for vacation. When they passed by the Iron Ore Town, the two of them played at the nearby lake for two days."

"There are quite a few businessmen in the entourage, some of whom are big businessmen that I normally don't have the qualifications to meet."

Sto thought for a moment and said, "It certainly doesn't look like they're here to fight us."

Jory shrugged and said, "Grand Duke Wessen is afraid that you will declare war on him and then surrender immediately so that you can merge into the Duchy of Wessen."

The corner of Sto's mouth twitched, then he shook his head and said, "In our poor place, there are only stones and trees. He won't want it."

Jory nodded in agreement.

He was in charge of the family's business, and the only things he had to offer were the dried mushrooms he picked from the woods.

"Well..." Jory asked cautiously, "Isn't there gold sand in that river?"

Sto spread his hands and said, "That happened when my grandfather was still alive. No one has found it in recent years."

"Last year, an exploration team from the Principality of Wessen came here and suspected that there was a mineral vein upstream, but in the end nothing came of it."

Qiao Li was helpless and sighed, "It would be great if we had a railway. At least our stones are good, and opening a quarry would be a good source of income."

He took a sip of tea and continued, "In fact, we can also build roads. The roads in the wilds of the Principality of Weishen are paved with gravel, and we can sell the stones."

"If we have a road, we can also sell the wood, which will also bring in a lot of income."

Sto shook his head and said, "I don't have the money to build a road myself. Even if I did, what's the point of only building a section of my territory?"

"Grand Duke Weisen is rich, but will he help us build roads in this poor and remote area for no reason?"

Jori thought so too. Although Grand Duke Wessen had invested in the Elbe Pact to build roads and railways, they were facing the rich northern coastal areas.

Now the entire Bohemian region is in ruins. The Osmaga Empire and the Piast Kingdom don't want it anymore. But they still want Grand Duke Wessen to invest money in its construction. That can only be dreamed of.

(End of this chapter)