Don't be crazy, don't wear fast

Chapter 39 The Young Master's Personal Maid ([-])

From the steward and fief officials, Lance got the account books and some documents that caused him headaches.

This let him know how bad the situation of the fief and castle was.

Although the nobles can't only make money from the taxation of the fief, but for the poor nobles like the Oakd family, the taxation does account for a large proportion of the total income.

Oakd also focuses on planting in Perrin. In addition to the necessary orchids, there are also grain vegetables and so on.

But to be honest, these things are not worth the money.

At least in Lance's opinion, it is very difficult to rely on these things to support the servants at home.

In particular, the several mistakes made by the old man and his luxurious life attitude made the family's situation even worse.

It was only after reading the report that he found out that the old man had started selling his family's collection more than ten years ago.

You must know that it is something handed down from the ancestors, and every item can be sold for a lot of money.

It's no wonder that for so many years, even if the family has no income, everyone can still live like a wealthy nobleman.

"There are too many servants at home. Can you reduce some?" Lance frowned, planning to reduce expenditure items first.

He can't do what the old lord did, selling his ancestral property in exchange for a better life.

"Master, servants are the face of nobility. You need them."

The old butler had to remind him.

The young master still doesn't understand the unspoken rules of nobles, but he does.

He knew how important a nobleman's face was.

Why the old lord would rather sell his ancestral property to maintain his face? Apart from his own character, the most important thing is that he knows that as long as the title is still in his body, his family can live a life of superiority.

If the quality of life is drastically reduced because of lack of money, the Oakd family will be ridiculed by other nobles and become a disgrace to the nobles.

And the last thing nobles want to see is an ugly existence in their circle.

That would lower their status.

In order to maintain the high standards of the nobles, they will definitely find a way to cancel the title of the Oakd family in the end.

I believe His Majesty the Emperor would be happy to take away the title and fiefdom of a nobleman.

So even if the face is swollen and fat, the Oakd family must persevere.

The butler told Lance about these situations one by one.

Worried that he would not be able to understand when he was young, he specially opened it, crushed it and analyzed it carefully for him.

Lance fell silent after listening.

It was the first time he knew that there was such a complicated inside story here.

"I see."

The ancestral property will not be sold, and even if it is sold, it will not have much value.

Now he can only find a way to make money from other places.

"Master, I must remind you." The steward said, "The day will soon come when the castle will be repaired and maintained."

And they obviously couldn't afford such a huge sum of money.

"..." Lance pinched his aching forehead and waved to him: "I will find a way."

The butler saluted respectfully and walked out of the study.

After he left, Lance's body seemed to have no bones to support him, and he lay on the table weakly.

"Tina, did the old man tell you where there are treasures left by the family?"

Si Yin looked at him with pity, poor child, he's only so old that he's already daydreaming.

"I'm sorry, my lord. The old lord didn't tell me anything about wealth."

"Oh." Lance sighed.

He also knew he was daydreaming.

Just because of his unreliable old man, let alone leave him a treasure, if he really wanted a treasure, he would probably have sold it long ago.

"What should I do? Servants cannot be dismissed, and the castle has no money to repair, not including the money spent on fiefdoms."

Si Yin rarely saw him look so helpless.

Thinking about it, I also feel that he is quite pitiful.

Not even 13 years old, and without the support of his mother's family, it is not easy to keep such a family business.

Not to mention children, how many adults can bear such a burden?

"Master, in order to make money, what step can you do?"

Lance looked at her, slowly sat up straight, and his eyes became serious.

"Do you have a solution?"

"Probably, but we need to know whether the owner can give up something in order to make money."

"Like what?" he asked.

Si Yin smiled slightly, walked to the window, and looked out.

"For example, let some people who are willing to pay to enter this castle."

Lance thought of some possibilities: "Do you want the castle to become a tourist project to receive tourists?"

Before Si Yin could answer, he shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible. There is no noble in the whole world who uses his castle as a tourist attraction. If I do that, I will become the enemy of all nobles."

Si Yin smiled and said, "Of course I can't ask Master to do that kind of thing. What I mean is, Master can invite friends over. For example, friends from the entertainment industry."

Lance looked at her suspiciously: "You can make money by inviting them? Besides, do I have any friends in the entertainment industry?"

Si Yin smiled and took out a business card from her pocket: "I didn't have one before, but now I can have one."

Lance glanced at the business card, and the name and contact information of "Li Hongtu" were impressively written on it.

"explain more clearly."

He remembered the name and this business card.

I just don't understand what she wants to say.

Si Yin leaned closer to his ear and said something.

I saw Lance's expression change very quickly from surprise to hesitation, from thought to shock.

But in the end, what stayed on his immature face was a deep entanglement.

"Really?"

"Should it be possible?" Si Yin said vaguely, her eyes wandering aside.

"..." Lance's eyes widened: "You dare to say it even if you don't believe it yourself?"

Si Yin coughed softly and rubbed her nose: "Try it. You won't lose money anyway. Besides, master, do you have any other ways to make money in a short time?"

Lance was persuaded by her.

There is no other way to dissatisfy, he really has no other place to change money.

If she followed her method, at most she would be criticized a little bit, which wouldn't hurt the nobleman's face too much.

Compared with not being able to afford the maintenance and repair costs of the castle and the salary of the servants, he would rather try the method she said.

"Okay. Then I will leave this matter to you. I will help you block the voices of opposition in the castle. You can do whatever you can."

It really doesn't work...

At most, he would go to his own warehouse to look again, maybe he could find something that didn't have much historical significance and could be exchanged for a little money.

Lance felt that he could understand his father's feelings.

At that point, he will probably sell his ancestral property, right?

and many more!What the hell is he thinking!
It's agreed that you won't sell your ancestral property even if you die?

Why did he start thinking about this question just after sitting where his father used to be in the study?

He jumped up from his chair and stared at it with a strange expression.

This chair...couldn't have been cursed or something?
For example, whoever sits on it will want to sell their ancestral property?

(End of this chapter)