The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

Maids in uniforms filed in, carrying all kinds of delicacies.

These maids are all young and beautiful with slim figures, and they shake their hips when they walk.

This group of noble gentlemen looked at it with great longing, and they wished they could just hug it and bite it.

If they were in their own house, they would definitely do so.

If it's in the Earl's mansion, then forget it.

Everyone just used a gentleman's gaze to appreciate these pretty maids.

After reading it, Ron began to think about whether he should set up a maid group in the future.

It would be best if there were maids of different races, such as dragon maids, cat maids, animal-ear maids, cow maids, and fox maids.

Just thinking about it makes me feel good.

Of course Ron never thought of hugging and chewing it...

The banquet had a rich meal, including red wine, steak, ox tongue, foie gras, and deep-sea fish, all of which were expensive ingredients.

"Everyone, let us raise our glasses together to celebrate this rare day."

Hilton Byrne picked up his glass, stood up, and smiled heartily;

"Eight months later, after the development war, we will hold a banquet here again. I hope everyone can come."

"cheers."

The nobles present raised their glasses, tilted their heads back, and drank the wine in their glasses.

The banquet officially began.

The nobles ate while chatting about topics related to development.

Because of Wilson Gray, no one at the table talked to Ron.

He did not feel embarrassed, on the contrary he felt relaxed and continued to drink and eat meat.

The banquet lasted for a full half hour, just when everyone thought they could leave and prepare to explore for supplies.

"There is something I want to trouble you all with."

Hilton Bourne wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, glanced around, and said with a worried look on his face:

"In the backyard of the mansion, there are more than 20,000 farmers from various villages and towns in Winter City. They learned that the Far North is about to be opened up, and they are ready to find a lord to join."

When he said this, he sighed slightly;

"I understand everyone's difficulties. After all, there are less than three months left before snow and ice cover everything. Such a short time is not enough to grow wheat."

“But I still can’t bear to see those kind farmers not survive this winter, so I hope that all future lords can think of a way to share the burden with these farmers.”

Chapter 39: Picking up materials in the Earl's Mansion! This is compensation for being oppressed!

These tens of thousands of farmers arrived in Winter City one after another in the past half month.

Under normal circumstances, when developing new areas, lords would rush to settle farmers, because development can only be achieved with lords.

But this year's exploration of the Far North is different. Everyone believes that in three months, ice and snow will cover everything, and the ice and snow season will last for four or five months.

If we resettle the farmers now, we will have to bear the burden of four to five months of additional food.

And during this period, they had almost no work to do.

How could the high and mighty aristocratic grandfathers support this group of people for nothing?

In addition, since they were uncertain whether they could survive the winter, everyone acted as if they had reached an agreement in order to spend money wisely.

None of them had any plans to resettle their subjects.

When the nobles heard this, they were speechless and had to praise Hilton Byrne for his kindness.

There is no other way. Now that the matter has been pressed, we have to do it.

Rather than arousing the dissatisfaction of an earl, everyone is willing to spend a few more gold coins to resettle these farmers.

You can’t earn gold coins anymore, but once your life is gone, it’s gone for real.

Ron, on the contrary, was the happiest one. He was going to recruit subjects after the banquet.

After all, he knew clearly that this year's winter would come more than a month later than in previous years.

Just enough time for the wheat to mature.

Others were wasting food and supporting farmers for nothing, but Ron could arrange work for them when he arrived at the place.

The gap is different.

So he didn't mind this matter, as it saved him the trouble of looking for his leaders later.

After some discussion, it was decided to calculate it based on the number of people, and each person would receive about 200 people.

Hilton Byrne gave enough time to take the subjects away within three days.

Of course, the subjects are not free either. They need to be given enough food and some silver coins so that they can purchase the necessities of life.

Of course, these are not big expenses. The biggest expense is still the food for four or five months.

Due to the topography of the North, the yield of crops such as wheat is not high, which indirectly leads to higher food prices than in other regions.

In four or five months, each person will consume about 2-3 gold coins, and more than people will consume to gold coins.

Except for a few wealthy families, the rest of the nobles felt pain just thinking about it.

Some people even had evil ideas and planned to take these people out of the city and throw them away somewhere...

Ron had the exact opposite thought, he felt that two hundred subjects were too few.

If there are four or five hundred of them, we can expand our territory quickly in the future.

He began to think about it. On the way to the frontier, he would see if there was anyone who was unwilling to lead the people, so that he could help share the burden.

As long as you ask, they will be happy to give you the damned people for free.

After the issue of the subjects was settled, the development of the Far North officially began.

Winter City will be very lively these days.

After the development area is determined, each noble will purchase the corresponding supplies according to their own situation, and will officially set off only after all the supplies are purchased.

The banquet was almost over and Hilton Byrne had already left early.

As soon as he left, many nobles left one after another.

Only a small number of them are still here discussing the expansion of territory.

After leaving the Earl's Mansion, everyone left in a carriage, except Ron.

"Sir, this is a long way to go. Are you sure you want to walk?"

The one operating the carriage was a Holy Light Knight, who gave a kind reminder out of consideration for the other party.

"Of course, I want to take in the scenery of the Earl's Palace."

Ron extended his hand politely;

"Thank you for your reminder. My name is Wilson Gray."

The reason why he deliberately lied about his name was because what he was about to do next might be discovered.

After all, he might be the only one who didn't ride in a carriage.

If Count Bourne discovers that precious materials have been stolen from the hospital and that it was Wilson Gray who stole the things, what does that have to do with me, Leonard Ron?

"Hello, Mr. Grey, my name is Troy."

The knight named Troy nodded and said with a smile:

"Mr. Gray, you are the second best gentleman I have ever met."

Ron smiled when he heard this;

"Knight Troy, you are also the second most loyal knight I have ever met."

The first one is of course our own Alman. No one is more loyal than him.

"Hahaha."

The two smiled at each other and both thought the other was a humorous person.

After Ron left, he walked all the way to the direction he remembered. During the journey, he saw several materials for making other professional potions, which he did not miss.

But I didn't pull them all out, just picking eight or ten is enough.

Because I picked too much and I was afraid it wouldn't fit...

Along the way, Ron encountered many materials he wanted to pick, but they were difficult to carry, so he had to leave reluctantly and head to the flower bed where ghost grass was planted.

This time, Ron picked all 32 ghost grasses in the entire flower garden.

"Huh~"

After picking them, Ron felt that all his previous annoyance was swept away.

As a lower-class noble, he was suppressed everywhere when attending this banquet.

Forced to buy potions, forced to take away farmers.

Life is forced in every aspect, and the key is that one's strength is low and one cannot resist.

I picked up so many materials today, just consider it as some interest. I will take revenge someday.

With Ron's speed of development, it won't be long before he no longer needs to be oppressed everywhere.

Become the master as soon as possible!

When we left the Earl's Palace, we were not questioned at all. We were all noble gentlemen and would not do anything like stealing.

Just a few steps out of the door, Fiona, dressed in a black and white maid uniform, trotted towards me.

"Master, is something going wrong?"

When she first saw Ron, there was a faint smile on her lips.

But when she got closer and noticed the man's frown, Fiona knew that her master must have encountered something.