industrial lord

Chapter 701 Weird Guests
"They're right, wherever you go there's a new way to make money."

Elscholz conducted an experiment and extracted the flavor substances of a certain mushroom. After feeding it to chickens for three consecutive days, the chicken tasted more delicious.

The chicken was simply cooked with water and a little salt, and everyone ate it all up, leaving no broth.

Belle Burke sighed, "Even a king can't eat chicken this good."

Gretel asked her curiously, "Have you ever had dinner with the king?"

Ansel also asked: "Are you a princess?"

These days, Bellburk has been studying cake recipes with them during the day and clearing dungeons with them at night, and they have become familiar with each other.

She smiled and said, "How can I be a princess? In fact, being a princess is not good. I am like a chicken in a chicken coop."

While they were whispering over there, Elscholz and Frederick started chatting over here.

Elscholz pondered and said, "This kind of mushroom can only grow in this area. It has never been seen anywhere else. If it is to be cultivated on a large scale, it must be grown in this area."

Frederick nodded and said, "Yes, the flavor substances in mushrooms are related to the growth environment. They may not have this flavor in other places. Maybe it is also related to the wood they grow in, just like oak barrels are used to make wine."

As we were talking, a strong wind blew, opened the window, and blew the raindrops into the living room.

"Ansel, you idiot!" Elscholz was immediately furious. "I told you to close the window!"

"If I had known, I would have cooked you instead of the chicken!"

Ansel jumped up from his chair like a frightened rabbit and ran over to close the window.

"Really?" Al Scholz shook his head. "He's always so clumsy. He'll starve to death sooner or later without me."

After Ansai closed the window, he came over and said, "A guest has arrived, on horseback."

The rain had been falling for five days since Frederick arrived here, with varying degrees of severity. The guests must have spent quite a while walking in the rain.

The sound of heavy rain today interfered with Al Scholz's hearing, and people could only hear it when they were close.

She asked Ansel to prepare hot water for the guests to bathe and dry their clothes, and asked Gretel to greet the guests at the door.

Two girls came. The leader called herself Princess Rose, and the other was her maid Renate.

Elscholz welcomed them and invited them to take a hot shower, change into dry clothes, and then have dinner together.

Gretel led their horses to the stable and came back with many parts of her body wet.

Frederick waved his hand, and a gust of warm wind dried it, returning the girl's sweet smile.

With two more guests, Gretel ordered more dishes for dinner and took out some sausages to grill.

Ansel cleared the table of dishes and chicken bones left over from the chicken. This little bit of chicken was just an appetizer for them.

Al Scholz's ears moved and he suddenly whispered, "There's something wrong with these two!"

Frederick asked: "Are they robbers?"

There have been cases in the underworld where people pretended to be girls asking for help and where the owners would let down their guard and take them in before murdering and robbing. The Duchy of Wessen also had a serial case, where the murderer attracted a lot of onlookers when he was hanging on the wall.

As Al Scholz listened, he said, "That maid can't wash herself."

"Eh?" Belle Burke immediately discovered the problem, "That's not right, the princess doesn't know how to take a bath!"

She came from a large family and had to be bathed by others since she was a child. She learned how to bathe herself in a prisoner-of-war camp.

Frederick also nodded. When he was a child, Tarot always held the brush and scrubbed his face. The same was true for Maria. When they took a bath together, he always helped her wash.

“Just look at the situation,” Al Scholz said.

Frederick and Belle Burke nodded.

Elscholz continued, "I have a method passed down from my ancestors to test whether the other person is a princess. You can try it tonight."

Frederick was a little curious, but he didn't ask. At dinner time, Rose and Renate sat at the dining table.

They were wearing Gretel and Ansel's clothes. Although they were just ordinary farm girls' attire, one could tell from their temperament that they were not simple.

Rose seemed very well-mannered and thanked Al Scholz for his hospitality with a poem.

Renate sat there quietly with her head down, but her long golden hair was so dazzling that everyone couldn't help but take a second look.

Rose talked about her destination: "I am from the Kingdom of Boztupimi. My mother asked me to marry the King of Gutingi. The only person accompanying me is this clumsy maid."

Frederick suddenly became alert.

I don’t know in which village the Kingdom of Boztupimi is located, but I know it is in Gutingi.

Guttinger is located in the northwest corner of the Forest Ocean, surrounded by the territories of the Rhine Alliance. It has waterways leading directly to the North Sea and is quite prosperous. It has always been on its own and no one cares about it. It is absolutely independent politically and has not joined the Elbe Pact Organization.

Bell Burke narrowed her eyes slightly, she had been to that place before, and because there was a river port, she planned to live there and build a railway branch line, but was rejected.

She signaled to Frederick with her foot under the table, and said respectfully, "So you are a princess!"

Rose nodded proudly.

Frederick also said politely: "It is really an enviable thing to marry a king."

Rose blushed slightly and said, "It would be nice if he were as handsome as you."

It's an arranged marriage, and the other party's portrait cannot be used as a reference at all. If you can marry a young man like Frederick, you will be lucky enough to win the SSR. If you are unlucky, you will marry an old man.

Therefore, marriages among aristocrats and royal families are just contracts of combining interests. Having children is work, and everyone has their own fun after work.

Frederick just smiled and toasted her.

Belle Burke seemed very interested in the princess's life and asked questions about everything from her gorgeous clothes to her delicious food.

Rose could tell that she came from a noble family and answered politely.

Bellburk soon determined that the Kingdom of Boztupimi was just a small place with a dozen villages, and the princess ate and dressed worse than her secretary.

Although the place is small, it has a high status. God knows what benefits it gave to the emperor of the Osmaga Empire to get a crown.

Bellberk looked at Frederick with resentment. He had put so much effort into Queen Anna but failed to get her a prince title.

If Frederick was Prince Wessen, he might be able to obtain the title of earl and open a family tree.

In Rose's opinion, Bell Burke's look was blaming her lover for not being good enough and not having enough money to support her to live a life like hers.

When Rose thought about the better life she would live in the future, she was suddenly filled with motivation.

After dinner, Frederick suggested playing cards.

These days, playing cards is a compulsory course for the nobility and is also a form of gambling.

Although Frederick did not gamble, one can tell what kind of person Rose is by looking at her gambling habits.

Rose naturally agreed to this aristocratic activity, and soon lost half of her pocket money under the joint stranglehold of Frederick and Elscholz.

"No more fun?"

Rose had just won two silver coins and was about to make up for her losses in one go, but Al Scholz stood up and said he didn't want to play anymore.

Elscholz smiled and said, "Your Highness, it's getting late. You should rest. I have prepared a guest room for you."

With this reminder, Rose felt that she was indeed tired. She had been walking in the rain for two days without a good rest, and fatigue suddenly surged over her.

She yawned and thought that sleep was important, as she could win the money back tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)