The After Maximum In All Class
CHAPTER 21
After three days, Lillian steak was barely tasty enough to eat, at the expense of more than a dozen cuts of beef, mushrooms, salt, and half a bottle of pepper that cost more than gold. For children growing up in low-income families, wasting food was embarrassing and inexcusable, making Lillian feel very uncomfortable.
But the defeat was not a problem for Robb who had almost a hundred gold coins in his arms. He would be grateful as long as he stopped poisoning his Master.
Now a new problem begins to haunt Robb, which is– bored with confession!
The confession was initially a little pleasant, but after three days in a row, Robb basically heard the same thing. The blacksmith in the east of the city stole the farmer's chicken in the west, and the farmer in the west of the city slept with the medicine man's wife in the south of the city. The shaman's wife in the south of the city stole the goods from the miners in the north of the city, and then the miners in the north of the city slept with the blacksmith's wife in the east of the city.
“Ah! No one has confessed. I can go back to lazy state again.” Robb turned the stone bench in the courtyard and lay on his side while looking at nearby Lillian.
Lillian is not unemployed. He's developing a barren field in the yard with a hoe. Wearing a maid costume, it was very troublesome to dig up the ground, but she insisted on wearing the clothes given by her Master instead of her tube clothes. The little hoes dug up the ground and fields one after another.
Robb asked loudly, “Lillian, what are you going to plant?”
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Lillian wiped the sweat on her forehead and smiled, “Potatoes! We have fields, so of course, we should use them to grow potatoes.”
Robb said, “Oh, you can plant it, but it's not necessary! Just leave this piece of broken land. Why not just buy potatoes?”
Lillian shook her head, “A strong gust of wind doesn't make Master money. I wasted it.” a lot of money for steak a few days ago. I want to plant potatoes and help Master get the money back.”
Rob thought to himself, “My money and it was obtained from the strong gusts of wind not far away. Forget it; the little girl was probably just agitated. Not everyone can laze on a stone bench like me all day.
Lillian, who had been digging in the courtyard for a long time and sweating, looked back and saw the cup on Robb's empty table. He put down his hoe, ran to the well, painstakingly picked up a large bucket of water, and went to the kitchen to boil it.
Seeing him busy and working hard for a bucket of water, Robb suddenly felt a little worried. He does everything at home alone. How exhausting? No, I have to think of something to help him reduce the pressure of his job.
The easiest way, of course, is to buy a few more helpers, but the town of Westwind is too small, so there are not many merchants, either, and most of the limited number of traders are local small traders who are not real traders. They only sell daily necessities such as cloth, salt, weapons, and agricultural equipment. They do not sell luxury goods like slaves.
And the only wholesaler who has the ability to travel north and south, the smart man who sold Lillian to Robb, has now gone down the bright path with a letter from the mayor, he said, and then he had to go to the capital from the saints to sell the flying dragon skin armor Robb had given him. Next, he may have to go to many places to replenish the stock and so on. He had to take a big change on the map before returning to the city of Westwind.
Robb regrets that he didn't buy some more servants. Now, he couldn't buy it even if he wanted to.
I can't let my little waitress get too tired, but I don't want to let myself help. If I really help Lillian do this and that, it seems that I am very gentle, but wouldn't the lazy life of a happy feudal lord be completely destroyed?
While thinking about this, Lillian came out of the kitchen, went to the well to fetch a large bucket of water, then diligently carried the bucket to the kitchen.
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Robb decides that first. He had to help Lillian solve the water retrieval problem because Robb came from modern times and was much cleaner than the people from the middle ages. All Lillian does most of the day now is take some water, get up in the morning to boil some water and wash Robb's face and mouth, then boil some water to make tea for Robb a few times a day, and bring a big bucket of water to Robb. at night. In addition, Robb had to wash his hands before and after meals, and he paid close attention to the cleanliness of cutlery and cups. Lillian was asked to wash her clothes with water before use, and her clothes were changed frequently, thus consuming several times more water than an ordinary person.
After the damaged land was revived, he started planting potatoes. Now, he often had to draw water to irrigate the rice field.
It is no exaggeration to say that drawing water is Lillian's toughest task at this stage. If the problem of water retrieval is resolved, Lillian can relax more than half of her current relaxation time.
Robb makes a silly decision with a pat on his forehead: “Let's make a tap water system. With tap water, Lillian will not be too tired.”
He raised his voice and shouted, “Lillian, stop what you are doing after you boil water and go to the city. Find me a Mason and a blacksmith.”
As soon as he finished saying that, Lillian heard a woman outside the chapel courtyard crying, “My father, please save my husband. He just fell off a cliff and broke his leg.”
“Oh?” Robb turned to the courtyard door and saw a fat middle-aged woman with a burlap standing with a middle-aged man on her back. The man's face was gray, with many holes in his gonorrhea. Surprisingly, one of his legs was twisted and covered in blood.
At first glance, I can already see what is happening.
There used to be no priests in this town, so when the villagers were injured, they could only use a bag of medicine to treat the wound. This not only treats the wound slowly, but the patient also has to endure the pain for a long time and can eventually become disabled for life.
But now that there was a priest in the city, things became different. A priest could heal his wounds with holy magic quickly and safely and there was no need to let his patients suffer for long periods or leave side effects, so naturally it was better for him to come see the priest.
