Warm Dragon

At noon, Charles arrived at the manor villa at lunch time.

Since he was here, Russell felt embarrassed not to invite him to have lunch, so he could only ask Butler Morris to add a set of tableware for Charles.

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

"Hehe." Charles laughed, with a kind of free and easy attitude. "I just remembered that I had something to report, so I came here at this time. Who knew that I would meet you enjoying lunch? This may be the call of Black Pearl Wine."

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

Helpless.

Charles was his family tutor, and naturally belonged to his trusted subordinates. Moreover, Charles was probably the only person who could serve as an administrative official in the manor territory.

Because Charles could read and write, and sort out various tax documents.

Other manor foremen such as Old Hans, no matter how smart and experienced they were, they were not educated enough, and naturally could not be officials if they could not write documents.

Another example is the fantasy beast knight Eric, who is indeed powerful in combat, but has a low level of education and finds it difficult to manage the territory.

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

Fortunately, although Charles's character is a bit rogue, he still has some ability after all. He helps 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.

One day without any incident.

At night, Russell once again rode a dragon in the dark dream and wandered around the manor courtyard.

The focus is on the black piglet fed in the kennel.

Since the golden black sow gave birth, this black piglet has received extra care from Russell, and the male servant Fox has been specially arranged to take care of it. The black piglet must eat first, and when the black piglet is full, the other golden black piglets are allowed to eat.

"Very good, very good, well maintained!" Russell soon saw that the magic aura on the black piglet had not dissipated.

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

But this black piglet has no signs of returning to normal.

Its magic aura failed to further transform into a fantasy beast, but at least under Russell's care, it was successfully maintained.

"Huh?" Xiao Menglong was confused.

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

"You don't understand, ice cream, this is not an ordinary piglet, this is a black pig! Black pig, do you understand, the new breed of breeding Yuan beast, once it is put on the market, it will be snapped up!" Russell explained to Xiao Menglong with a smile.

Regardless of whether Xiao Menglong understood or not.

"If it was just an ordinary farmed Yuan beast, I wouldn't be so excited, but it's a pig. Do you know that among all livestock and poultry, pigs have the greatest potential as meat! Because pigs eat rough food and grow fast, they are 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 types of farmed Yuan beasts raised in the fluorescent castle, short-haired rabbits, long-legged ducks, and brown cows. Russell can guarantee that the value created by black pigs will far exceed these three farmed Yuan beasts.

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

Golden black pigs are the specialty of the Golden Baron's territory, but now, black pigs will become the specialty of the Black Waist Snake Manor and counterattack the Golden Baron's territory market.

"Ga." Xiao Menglong yawned.

Indicates boredom.

Russell laughed and rode Xiao Menglong away from the black piglets, continuing to patrol the territory that he had patrolled countless times in the dark dream.

If it weren't for observing the black piglets, he probably would have found an excuse to camp outside the manor.

Waited until the next day.

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

"Okay, I got it. Please go back and tell them that I am ready to welcome them at the Black Snake Manor."

Russell was not surprised.

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

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

"Yes."

"Master, what specifications should be used to entertain these guests?"

"Well, just welcome them according to the standards for my eldest brother Roland, which is lower than the level of welcoming my parents." Russell thought for a while and said.

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

So welcoming Baron Roman and his wife is the highest level, and old lady Ingrid also belongs to this level. Next is the eldest brother Roland, the heir of the baron, and uncle Rosen can also enjoy this level of hospitality.

Next are the three lord knights, Marcus, Sally, and Atlas, who are also vassals.

"I understand, sir, I will go down and prepare now." Morris's expression was a little serious. He knew that today's reception was a test for him, to test whether the servants of the manor house were an excellent team.

Maybe Russell was not so demanding about this, but Morris's 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 a little tired. You need to be responsible for the tea upstairs and downstairs, as well as the plates during the meal. You need to be responsible for the occasions when the maids cannot be there. Communicate with the kitchen at any time, and don't send any snacks in a mess."

"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 give you a new job 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 same fish soup as 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: "Sir, for the fish soup at lunch today, should I use the new recipe or the old recipe?"

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