warm dragon

Chapter 59 Decent
At noon, just in time for lunch, Charles arrived at the manor's courtyard.

Now that he was here, Russell was embarrassed not to let him have lunch, so he could only ask Butler Morris to buy Charles a set of tableware.

"Teacher Charles, you don't have to come here every time. Take a good rest at home. It's the same as coming here in the afternoon."

"Hehe." Charles laughed, quite freely and freely, "I just remembered that I had something to report, so I happened to come over at this time. Who knows, I met you, my lord, enjoying lunch. This may be the black pearl wine. call."

Faced with Charles's shamelessness, what could Russell say? He could only say helplessly: "Let's eat first."

No choice.

Charles was his tutor, so he was naturally a close subordinate. Moreover, Charles was probably the only person in the manor who could serve as an administrative official.

Because Charles could read and write and organize various tax documents.

Other manor foremen such as Old Hans, no matter how smart and qualified they are, are not educated enough and cannot write documents, they will naturally not be officials.

Another example is a fantasy beast knight like Eric, whose combat effectiveness is indeed strong, but his level of education is also low, making it difficult to manage the territory.

So unless Russell does everything himself, he can only rely on Charles.

Fortunately, although Charles's character was a bit more rogue, he still had some ability after all. He helped Russell manage the affairs of the territory in an orderly manner, saving Russell the trouble of managing general affairs and giving him more time to practice.

Nothing happened for a day.

At night, Russell once again rode a dragon and flew into the sky in a dark dream, wandering around the manor's courtyard.

The object of focus was the jet-black piglet fed in the kennel.

Since the golden black sow gave birth, this jet-black piglet has received extra care from Russell, and specially arranged for the care of the manservant Fox. The black piglet has to eat first. When the black piglet is full, the other golden black piglets are allowed to eat.

"Very good, very good, holding up very well!" Russell soon saw that the magical aura on the black piggy's body had not dissipated.

If it is an ordinary fantasy beast baby, once it fails to conceive, the magical aura will basically dissipate and return to the essence of an ordinary beast.

But this jet-black piggy showed no signs of returning to normal.

Its magical aura failed to transform further into a phantom beast, but at least it managed to maintain it under Russell's care.

"Gah?" Xiao Menglong didn't know why.

It's just a little piglet, and it doesn't understand Russell's feelings for this little piglet.

"You don't understand, Ice Cream, this is not an ordinary piglet, this is a jet-black pig! Does the jet-black pig understand? Once a new breed of farmed beast is put on the market, it will be snapped up!" Russell smiled at Xiaomeng. Long explained.

No matter whether Xiao Menglong understands it or not.

"If it was just an ordinary farmed beast, I wouldn't be so excited, but it is a pig. Did you know that among all livestock and poultry, pigs have the greatest potential as meat! Because pigs eat rough food and grow fast, It’s the best source of meat!”

Chickens, ducks and geese are too small, and cattle and sheep grow too slowly. Only big fat pigs are the best source of meat.

There are three kinds of farmed beasts raised in Fluorescent Castle, short-velvet rabbits, long-legged ducks, and brown cows. Russell can guarantee that the value created by jet-black pigs will far exceed these three farmed beasts.

"Maybe when my jet-black pigs are released, the Golden Baron will come over in person to buy jet-black pig seedlings!"

The golden black pig is a specialty of the Golden Baron's territory, but now, the jet-black pig will become a specialty of the Black-rumped Snake Manor and counterattack the Golden Baron's territory market.

"Gah." Xiao Menglong yawned.

Expresses boredom.

Russell chuckled, rode the little dream dragon and flew away from the black piggy, and continued to patrol the territory that he had visited countless times in the dark dream.

If it weren't for the purpose of observing the situation of the black piggy, he would have found an excuse to camp outside the manor's courtyard.

Waited until the next day.

Early in the morning, a knight sent a letter: "Master Russell, Mr. Cooper, Miss Rowling, and Miss Laura are planning to visit the Black-rumped Snake Manor today."

"Okay, I understand. Please go back and tell me that I'm ready to welcome you at Black-waisted Snake Manor." Russell was not surprised.

Then he immediately ordered Butler Morris to prepare for the reception.

"Is it Miss Rowling, Miss Laura, and Lord Cooper Tian Zicao, the heir of Black Garden Mountain?" Morris was surprised.

"Yes."

"Sir, how should we entertain these guests?"

"Well, just welcome my eldest brother Roland at a lower level than my parents." Russell thought for a while and said.

He is a vassal of Baron Roman, and Baron Roman is "lord" to him.

Therefore, welcoming Baron Roman and his wife is the highest level, and Mrs. Ingrid also belongs to this level. The next closest is his eldest brother Roland, the heir to the baronet, and his uncle Rosen can also enjoy this level of hospitality.

The third one is the three lord knights Marcus, Sally, and Ethras who are also vassals.

"I understand, sir, I'll go down and get ready." Maurice's expression was a little serious. He knew that today's reception was a test for him, testing whether the servants in the manor's courtyard are an excellent team. .

Perhaps Russell was not so demanding about this, but Morris' inner pride did not allow him to make any mistakes in this reception.

Because any mistake would be a disgrace to Russell, the master.

"Leona, lead the maid to clean the entire courtyard of the manor. Don't leave any room behind. I need there to be no dead spots and no wrinkles in the bed and tablecloths." Maurice solemnly announced in the servants' dining room.

The head maid Leona responded: "Okay, Butler Morris."

"Ram."

"I'm here, Butler Morris."

"You are the master's personal servant. When I am busy, you have to take on the job of receiving guests, especially the servants of several guests, who need you to deal with them."

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'm already familiar with all the valet's work at the Fluorescent Castle." Ram responded confidently.

"Don't be proud, learn to be humble."

"Yes."

"William." Morris called the second manservant's name.

William responded: "Please give me your orders, Butler Morris."

"I need you to be more tired. You need to be responsible for the tea upstairs and downstairs, as well as the plates during meals. When the maids are not available, you need to be responsible. Communicate with the kitchen at any time, and don't send any snacks out of order."

"Well, are the only two ladies and Lord Cooper here? Then I think I can't be mistaken."

"There must be no mistake. Losing the dignity of the master is a serious breach of responsibility on our part." Morris emphasized emphatically and then ordered, "Fox, the master has arranged extra work for you to take care of the little piglet. I will also do the same." I have to arrange a new job for you and take care of the guests’ horses.”

"Okay, I'm good at this, Butler Morris."

"The last thing is the kitchen, Mrs. Moore, use all your skills, and you must strive to be the best at lunch."

"Oh my God, the dragon is watching, I need help!" Mrs. Moore started to panic.

Morris stared at her seriously: "Look at me, Mrs. Moore, you just need to use all your cooking skills, you don't need to think about anything else. Barbara and Mrs. Brown are very good helpers, in terms of cooking skills I can’t help you, but I can leave all the chores to them.”

"Then do you still want to make the fish soup that the master ordered? Should I make the fish soup from before, or the fish soup that the master ordered?"

"Don't worry, I will ask the master for instructions." Morris stabilized Mrs. Moore.

He quickly returned to the living room and asked Russell, who was reading a novel, for instructions: "Master, for the fish soup for today's lunch, should we use the new recipe or the old recipe?"

Russell narrowed his eyes: "The new formula and dietary changes will start today."

(End of this chapter)