Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

Ciel tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "No need for that."

"I will pay the salary and due benefits as usual."

"You are such a generous person." Lina praised quickly.

How can I not be generous?

Taking Charles's estate as an example, the annual salary of a butler who meets his requirements is about 200 pounds, the personal valet and maid are about 50 pounds, the cook is 50 pounds, the gardener is 30 pounds, the coachman is 30 pounds, the family nurse is 25 pounds, the maid is 20 pounds, and the handyman maid is 15 pounds.

This is an average level. Some servants with experience or good appearance will be paid higher.

At the same time, except for the butler, the number of servants required is not just one.

All in all, the annual expenditure on this is close to a thousand pounds.

This amount of money is not a small amount for most people.

Even some nobles and big businessmen were happy to save this money.

At the same time, in addition to saving money, they could also gain the gratitude of the servants - during this period, being able to ensure enough food for them and their families to survive was enough to make countless people grateful.

"This is my address. If you find the right person, you can come here to inform me." Charles did not continue to greet Lina, but left a deposit of five pounds and left the association with Mernadette, who had been feeling uneasy.

Seeing Mernadette seeming to be relieved, Charles gently pinched her cheek.

"It should be the other party who is nervous. Why do you look more nervous than that lady?" Charles said with a smile.

Mernadette felt a little embarrassed.

Her personality is a bit reserved, but not to the point of being socially anxious.

However, when facing people she is not very familiar with, or areas she is not very familiar with, she will unconsciously feel uncomfortable and nervous.

"They'll probably be able to send the information over this afternoon, and then you and I can choose a suitable housekeeper together."

After hearing what Charles said, Mernadette instinctively wanted to refuse, but Charles pointed to the clothes in the carriage, and Mernadette shut her mouth aggrievedly.

Charles forced himself to suppress his laughter and prepared to get on the carriage to leave.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed in front of him.

"Sir, you are here to recruit a servant. You can consider me. I am very capable, and you don't have to worry about salary, just some food." The girl spoke very quickly, like a bullet fired from a gun.

Charles looked at the other person. He was about 25 years old. His appearance was not good-looking, but it was not difficult to tell.

Her skinny body and dry hair showed that she had not eaten well for some time. Although her clothes were a little worn, they were very neat and clean.

"I came here to find a good housekeeper. Maybe you can ask others if they need one." As he spoke, Charles took out a gold pound with a face value of one from his pocket.

However, the other party waved her hand to refuse, and then slowly walked towards the corner where she had just rushed over, ready to wait for the next person who might hire her.

Charles admired the other person's courage, but...

How can there be an ugly maid in my manor?

Although it doesn't lower the appearance of the entire manor, the other person's ordinary appearance is a bit too ordinary.

"Anna?" Just as Charles was about to leave, Mernadette called out uncertainly to the girl's back.

Anna paused, then turned around and slowly shifted her gaze to Mernadette.

She scratched her hair, then looked at Mernadette in confusion, "Um... do we know each other?"

"Or did you misjudge my name and appearance?"

The name Anna is particularly common in the Kingdom of York, and her appearance is very ordinary.

It is normal to be mistaken occasionally.

Anna's words made Melnadette a little uncertain.

She thought for a moment and then whispered, "Um...is there a brick in your pocket?"

"Eh? How do you know?"

Anna searched her trouser pockets, and then a brick appeared in front of Charles.

Looking at the faintly visible bright red above, the corners of Charles' mouth twitched slightly.

Now Mernadette could be sure.

"It's me, Mernadette." Her expression became a little excited.

"In March, we met by the river in Cotero. At that time, you thought I was a drowning man."

At that time, Mernadè was "treasure hunting" in the river after fishing to see if she could find some abandoned useful things, and was misunderstood by Anna.

Anna then jumped into the river to save her, but...

After jumping in, Anna remembered that she couldn't swim, and was then dragged up by Mernadette.

Although it was a misunderstanding, Mernadette sensed the other party's goodwill and decided to invite her home to drink some fish soup to warm her body.

On the way back, they encountered some petty thieves who wanted to steal the fish, and then Mernadette and Anna fought them off together.

Anna, who took out a brick from her trouser pocket and knocked down the gangster, left a deep impression on Melnadette.

"Fish soup! It's you—?" Anna's voice was also a little surprised. She had forgotten Mernadette's name, but she still remembered the fish soup.

No... I can't think about eating... The slight growl of her stomach reminded her, so Anna tried hard to divert her thoughts to other places, recalling things about herself and Mernadette.

The beautiful scenery in the manor may be a little damaged.

Charles glanced at Mernadette and Anna for a moment, then sighed, "It's getting late. Since you and Mernadette know each other, why not have a meal together?"

"Oh...but..." Anna wanted to refuse, but her stomach rumbled again at an inopportune time.

Her cheeks, which had always been carefree, couldn't help but turn red.

Although she was embarrassed, she really felt very hungry...

Mernadette took out a small piece of black bread from her arms. Anna hesitated for a moment, then took it and started eating it voraciously.

Charles glanced at Mernadette with a strange expression.

Goddess, do you have endless brown bread in your pocket?

It feels like you can take it out anytime, anywhere...

"I'm afraid I'll get hungry on the way..." Mernadette said a little embarrassedly.

Last time after shopping, I felt hungry, so Charles took me out for a meal.

After hearing the price, Mernadè felt it necessary to carry a piece of black bread with her.

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Section 100 Chapter 99 Endsworth: We discovered the high priest's tomb!

"Mernadette, will you be hungry if you go shopping with me?" Charles understood what Mernadette was thinking, and pretended to be angry while feeling amused.

"No...I, I just feel..." Mernadette's tone was a little stuttering, and her expression became a little flustered.

"Okay, I know what you mean." Looking at Mernadette who looked a little flustered, Charles stretched out his index and middle fingers and gently tapped her forehead.

"It hurts..." Mernadette covered her forehead and said pitifully.

camera!

Where's my camera?

His hand had already touched a photo crystal, but considering that leaving some images behind might lead to him being "silenced", Charles couldn't help but slowly loosen his hand.

Goddess, please understand that I definitely don’t want to do that kind of thing out of any low-level thoughts like “cute” or “exciting”.

I simply admire you so much that I want to keep some of your images.

While daydreaming, Charles' body's "instinct" helped him complete a series of things he thought of in his mind.

Now that it's over...

I can only hope that I can go peacefully when the time comes.

Perhaps because he is not burdened by too much debt, compared with his initial timidity, Charles is now much more "calm".

After all, I've touched your head, pinched your face, flicked your head... I've done all these things, so what's wrong with me taking a photo (with my hands on my hips, looking righteous)?

"Brother...?" Melnadette asked softly as she looked at Charles who looked a little strange at the moment.

"Well, nothing, just thinking about some work-related things."

Mernadette didn't think much about it, and then turned her attention to Anna who was swallowing the black bread whole.

"Fish...Mernadette, I will definitely repay you! When I become an actor in the Grand Theater, I will buy you a cart full of black bread!" Anna's face was slightly red, but she still said it seriously.

Her expression and words didn't sound like she was joking, but...

Why are there so many flaws in this statement?

Fish soup... you wanted to call it Goddess Fish Soup just now, right?

Also, a cartload of brown bread... Would you be generous enough to replace the brown bread with white bread?

"You don't have to be like this. You helped me last time."

"Let's be clear, I drank your fish soup last time, and technically you saved me first."

"Let's count the two things together. When I become an actor in a big theater, I will definitely give you two trucks of black bread." The girl patted her chest and promised.

Perhaps because she was more familiar with the girl's style, Mernadette just smiled gently and then asked, "Anna, I remember you mentioned that you were working at the Villings Opera House before. How come now..."

The Wellington Opera House is a lower-end opera house located in the Plympton area, whose main audience is the middle class.

However, the middle class is among the groups most affected by this crisis.

"Business has been bad recently, so the boss fired some of the odd jobs."

Wait...isn't your goal to become a big theater actor?

Is there a connection between the handyman and the actor?

Although both work in the theater, the two jobs can be said to be two different worlds.

"What a shame! I wish I could have become an actor during the last recruitment."

no...

Girl, you have some misunderstandings about some things.

In the Kingdom of York, or in other words, being a musical actor in this era was not something that just anyone could do. One had to be a university graduate at the very least - this requirement was enough to show that this was a profession reserved for people from the middle class and above.

It’s not that there haven’t been people who were brought into the industry because of their talent and eventually achieved class advancement, but those people all had excellent innate conditions.

Either extremely beautiful or extremely ugly - in most cases, the latter is the majority.

As for Anna, Charles's evaluation of her is: ordinary.

Based on this condition, unless some extraordinary person is willing to help her modify it from beginning to end, the probability of her becoming a performer in the opera house is zero - not even close, just zero.

"So now..." Mernadette looked at her worriedly.

"I plan to stay here for a few days. Maybe I can find someone willing to hire me."

Mernadette nodded and said nothing.

She wanted to help the other person, but she didn't have any good suggestions, so she asked Charles for help.

Just like she didn't want Charles to know that she was going to the slums before, she didn't like to use her kindness to kidnap or influence others.

"Well, then come and work for me for a while." Charles touched Mernadette's head and then turned to Anna and said.

"Eh? But just now..."

"I am indeed here to find a suitable housekeeper, but that doesn't mean I don't need employees like gardeners and maids."

"It's just that I want to hand this job over to the new steward."

As for appearance and so on, let’s not talk about it.

"Brother..." Melnadelle pulled Lachar's arm.

She knew that Charles made this decision because of her, so she felt a little embarrassed.

"When we live far away from school, Lily and Lorna will still need someone to take care of them."

"At least someone familiar can make us feel more at ease, right?"