Imperial Crown

Gordon thought Raven would take him to the study, but he didn't expect that he would actually arrive in the kitchen.

As a castle with quite a history, the kitchen area of ​​Eagle Castle is not too small. In the middle is a five-meter-long island with two wooden tables put together. On the right side against the wall is a huge oven. , enough for a whole pig.

Behind the island is a stove with three pits and six burners. The exterior has long been blackened by fireworks. Hams and bacon that have been smoked for who knows how long are hung on the stove. The stove pit in the middle There is still a little bit of fire that has not been extinguished.

Raven's eyes moved around and landed on the shelf on the far right, where three loaves of already baked baguettes were placed.

This loaf of bread is nearly one meter long, as thick as a forearm, and is so hard when knocked that it can be used as a substitute for a crowbar.

Looking at the surface that was baked into a brownish red, and feeling its weight in his hand, Raven exclaimed: "The cook here must be a blacksmith!"

Gordon was a little confused: "Sir, what are you..."

"I'm hungry." Raven said, "Would you like to eat something too?"

A nobleman wants to maintain an unattainable image in front of the common people in order to establish his majesty, but this does not have to be the case when facing Gordon.

He is the butler of the Griffith family. Over the past forty years, he has been inseparable from the family. He will be both prosperous and destructive. He will never make any choice that damages the family's reputation and interests.

Gordon shook his head: "No, Lord Raven."

"Then you will regret it for a while." Raven smiled, placed the bread on the island, then opened the ashes in the stove and filled it with straw and firewood.

The fire in the stove began to burn. Raven found two onions from under the island and began to deal with them methodically: "Mr. Gordon, tell me about Denise."

Gordon considered his words and said: "Denise, now thirty-four years old, married 'Phaedrus', a wealthy businessman from Men City, when she was twenty. She gave birth to a son named Federo at the age of twenty-one. Vesdon.”

"At the age of twenty-six, Phaedrus died of illness, and Denise obtained all the property rights to his estate and property."

"At the age of thirty, that is, four years ago, she used two thousand gold coins as a dowry to become Lord Donald's second wife. In exchange, Donald recognized the identity of Vesdon's stepson and obtained the inheritance rights of the Griffith family. ”

At this time, Raven had already cut the onions and started to process the fresh mushrooms: "Mr. Gordon, there seems to be a missing part in your introduction."

"I only tell the facts I know." Gordon said politely: "As for my feelings about her, it will only affect your judgment of the situation."

Raven nodded with satisfaction, put an iron pot into the hot stove, cut off a piece of butter and threw it in: "Pedro Business, I have heard of this name. It is said that it is mainly engaged in grain trade. I didn't expect it. It’s a woman taking care of it.”

"She must be very beautiful to be able to marry into a wealthy businessman's family and become the first wife at the age of twenty."

"In today's world, it is difficult for a woman to inherit an inheritance, but it is very easy to become an inheritance. She must be extremely shrewd and skillful to take over all of Federo's inheritance."

"And marrying Uncle Donald, and willing to pay a huge sum of two thousand gold coins in order for her son to inherit the title, shows that she has a clear mind and a clear purpose."

A strong aroma of mushrooms began to emerge from the pot. Raven sniffed with satisfaction and poured some raw flour into it: "If I guessed correctly, Denise probably hasn't been with Uncle Donald since she got married. Did you have sex?"

Gordon considered and said: "After getting married, she rarely returned to Eagle Town, but she also maintained a frequency of once every three months, and only stayed for three days at a time."

Raven slowly added milk to the pot, already having a clearer picture of Denise in his mind.

A beautiful rich woman and a shrewd businessman.

Businessmen always value interests and are good at weighing pros and cons, especially shrewd businessmen.

Raven has gradually begun to have ideas in her mind to deal with this step-aunt she has never met.

"When will she come back next time?"

Gordon took out a note and adjusted the monocle: "...at least two days, at most four days."

"I see."

The soup in the pot begins to thicken, exuding the rich aroma of milk and mushrooms, making people salivate.

As the spoon stirred in the pot, Raven asked: "What about Vesdon? What kind of person is my cousin?"

"He is very tall and strong." Gordon said: "At the beginning of this year, I dropped out of [Asbell] Academy because I injured a classmate. Since then, I have been staying at home and receiving tutoring from tutors."

Raven nodded slowly.

Asbell Academy is a well-known aristocratic school in Monen City. Teaching comes second. Most of the aristocrats who send their children to it do so to expand their connections, and the enrollment range is limited to 7-12 years old.

Vesdon is thirteen years old this year, and he is still in school because he spent a lot of money. This is enough to show that Denise dotes on him; and even after spending so much money, he is still Dropping out of the academy only meant that he had caused enough trouble and offended the wrong people.

A spoiled, stupid rich second generation.

A weakness in Denise that could be exploited.

Finally, add a little salt, and the pot of creamy mushroom soup is ready.

"Would you like some?" Raven first filled a large bowl for himself, and then looked at Gordon.

The latter swallowed his saliva. He was a little tempted, but he still followed the etiquette of a servant and shook his head to refuse.

Raven did not force it. He sat at the edge of the island, scooped a small spoonful of thick soup into his mouth, and his eyes narrowed immediately, and he uttered a satisfied hum.

The aroma of butter, mushrooms, milk and fried flour blended perfectly together. The taste was mellow and rich. As soon as he took a bite, the exhausted Raven was full of energy.

Confucius once said: Food is never too fine, and minced meat is never too fine.

Raven strictly followed the old master's teachings in this regard.

He could make do with anything, but he would not treat his stomach badly. This is why his monthly salary after tax in his previous life was only 7,000 yuan, but he still had to rent an apartment with a monthly rent of 2,500 yuan.

No other reason, there is a kitchen, and he can cook for himself!

Soak the cut bread in the soup, wait for it to absorb the soup, then scoop it up with a spoon and put it in your mouth. The pure wheat aroma is mixed with the taste of the thick soup. The crust of the bread, which was originally very hard, is softened, but it still retains its toughness. Taking a bite is simply a double enjoyment of taste and taste!

Looking at Raven enjoying the food, Gordon sighed in his heart that this young master Raven is really different.

Although his appearance has not changed, when he first arrived at Eagle Castle, his eyes were jumping and erratic. Obviously, he was not ready to inherit the title. His words and deeds were full of the taste of the market, and there was no reserve and style that a noble should have.

But Raven's performance today made him look at him with new eyes. The way he tied Eric to his chariot was mature and decisive. It seemed reckless, but it was actually very cautious; although he used threatening means, he would not let Eric hold too much grudge, showing a very mature wrist.

Moreover, he had no prejudice or contempt for Denise, but regarded her as an opponent who needed to be treated seriously, showing his very mature way of thinking.

Having served the Griffith family for forty years, Gordon knew everything about the family, including the secrets that Donald thought he had hidden perfectly.

Out of loyalty to the Griffith family, he did not choose to report it, but just kept it in mind silently, so he did not have much fluctuation about Donald's death; he had no preference for Raven.

But now it is different.

He saw the hope of the revitalization of the Griffith family from Raven, and naturally wanted to help him inherit the title, rather than let a businessman who had no Griffith family blood tarnish the name.

Perhaps Lord Raven saw this point, so he focused on Eric instead of himself, the old man, which can reflect his excellent insight.

"What's wrong, Mr. Gordon, is there something on my face?" Raven had finished his portion.

"No, sir." Gordon retracted his gaze and said, "It's just that people are old, and their thoughts are inevitably a little erratic."

"Then you should rest early, I have to go back too." Raven stood up and walked to his side: "Thank you for your hard work tonight, have a good rest, and tomorrow we will discuss how to deal with Uncle Donald's funeral."

Gordon nodded: "Yes, sir."

According to his memory, Raven came to the baron's bedroom. He just took off his shoes and didn't even have time to take off his clothes. He fell asleep in bed in a state of exhaustion as if he had worked overtime for a week in a row to catch up with the progress.

Indistinctly, he seemed to hear the complaints of the King of Hell.

This sleep was particularly comfortable, and his whole body was extremely relaxed and full of fresh energy, as if he had returned to the age of 20.

This made Raven feel very panicked.

Usually, being able to sleep so comfortably usually only meant one thing-he was going to be late.

Sitting up from the bed in shock, looking at the bright light outside the window, Raven's heart suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I am now Raven Griffith.

The first heir of the Griffith family."

Yes, he has traveled through time and space, and is no longer the social animal who goes to and from work every day. This body is indeed only twenty years old, full of vitality!

So he can enjoy all this-a leisurely, peaceful sleep without worrying about being disturbed, a bedroom wide enough to let go and have fun

And a whole castle!

The Eagle Castle is built on the mountain and covers an area of ​​about 5,000 square meters. In addition to the city walls and courtyards, the main body of the castle occupies about a quarter of the area.

The main body of the castle is 17 meters high and divided into four floors. It has everything a baronial castle should and should not have.

The hall, armory, prayer room, meeting room, reception room, study, kitchen, toilet.

In addition, of course, there are bedrooms for the owner, guests and servants to live in, with a total number of no less than 40 rooms.

Raven did nothing on his first day. He spent half a day just walking around.

In his previous life, he rented an apartment, but it was actually a small house divided by the owner. The area was just over 20 square meters. If he made a little noise, he would attract complaints from neighbors.

But now he can do whatever he wants in this castle without worrying about anyone's eyes.

"Ah--" Raven shouted loudly and stretched himself. He turned over and got off the smooth silk bed, stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, walked slowly to the window, and touched the hard and cold black granite window sill with his hands, but his heart was getting hotter and hotter.

This is the highest point of the entire castle and the place with the widest view.

To the south, there is an endless green plain, where the Eagle Town is located. The curling smoke from cooking lingers over the town like morning mist, and the fantasy is full of fireworks.

To the west of the town, there are hundreds of acres of fertile farmland that have been reclaimed. At this time, some people have begun to work in it, and more are carrying hoes and driving oxen to join in, a lively scene.

The Jinsha River, like a golden ribbon, runs across from the northeast to the southwest, dividing the land into two.

There are farmlands on this side of the river bank, and the scenery on the other side is more colorful.

To the east, there is a jungle extending into the mountains. It is not only rich in pine wood that can be used as fuel, but also grows large areas of high-quality beech, which is the top raw material for making hard bows.

To the south is a quarry built on the mountain. The granite produced there is of high quality and has a wide market. There are more than 300 miners working there alone. Eagle Castle was built with the raw materials from the granite.

The mountain range to the southwest of the quarry is Eagle Mountain. Across Eagle Mountain is the Bloody Highlands, a paradise for scum, a hotbed of sin, the most famous lawless place on the entire continent, and the source of all the unrest around it.

To the west is a larger town - Shining Gold Town.

One road connects the quarry and Eagle Town to the east, and another road extends to the south, and then turns a big bend to the south, connecting to Viscount Walton's territory. If you follow this road for more than ten days, you will reach the pearl of the northwest of the Keynes Empire - Monen City.

Because of its excellent geographical location, Shining Gold Town has also become the most prosperous trading center within a hundred miles, and its permanent population and tax revenue far exceed those of Eagle Town, which is mainly based on agriculture.

On both sides of the river, as far as the eye can see, there is the land of the Griffith family.

A fire called ambition began to burn vigorously in Raven's heart.

In his previous life, he was just a social animal. He was busy with PPT, summarization and reports all day long in the 996 work. He rarely rested. Just a good dream would take up most of his time. He had no time to finish resting and had to plunge into busy work again. He had no ambition, let alone any dreams.

But now it's different.

He is Raven.

Raven Griffith.

As long as he inherits the title, he can add the word "Ota" to his name and officially become a noble.

Raven's eyes wandered over the land, greedily watching everything in front of him. He slowly clenched his fists, as if he wanted to hold everything in his hands:

"This will be my territory!"

No matter who comes, they can't take it away!

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