Imperial Crown

After 52 days of construction, the Riverside Workshop was officially completed yesterday, the second day after Raven tried to awaken to become a mage.

Thank God, there is no such thing as a "ribbon-cutting ceremony" in this world, which saved Raven from a long and boring experience.

If he really stood under the scorching sun and had to smile and say polite words that he didn't believe, how could he be in the mood to appreciate his own achievements like now?

This is a square building with a side length of 56 meters. The four walls are 5 meters high and 3 meters wide. There are four 3-meter-high observation towers at the corners. Standing on them, you can overlook the entire workshop and its surroundings, ensuring that there are no blind spots.

To the southeast is a canal connected to the Jinsha River, and a two-meter-wide moat is built around the workshop.

The moat connects the interior of the workshop, which can not only prevent fires, but also supply living water inside.

Inside the workshop, on the west side are three rows of stone workshops that are 36 meters long, 12 meters wide, and 4 meters high. Each row is evenly divided into three rooms.

In the northeast corner is a warehouse that is 20 meters long from north to south, 8 meters wide from east to west, and 5 meters high.

In the southwest corner is a two-story building built back to back, 25 meters long from north to south, 8 meters wide from east to west. Excluding the first floor used as a canteen and kitchen, and a manager's office on the second floor, there are a total of 15 dormitories of about 15 square meters, which can accommodate a total of 75 people. If it is changed to two-story beds, it can accommodate 150 people.

In order to prevent fire, there will be at least 3 meters between each building, and the main road between the workshop, warehouse, and dormitory is 5 meters wide, enough for two carriages to enter and exit side by side.

The two gates of the workshop are on the north and south sides of this main road.

On both sides of the road, there are sewers that Raven had ordered to be dug, covered with hollow horizontal stone slabs, so that the workshop, which is already on a higher ground, does not have to worry about water accumulation.

At this moment, Raven and Denise have arrived at the warehouse.

Because it was just built not long ago, the air in the warehouse is not turbid, and the sunlight shines through the windows covered by the gauze net and falls on Denise.

Today she changed into a men's suit that is easy to move, her black hair tied into a neat ponytail hanging behind her head, and a pair of small brown calfskin shoes on her feet.

Although it is a neutral outfit, it gives people an extremely sexy impression. If it weren't for Angie standing next to her, Raven's hand would probably have touched it long ago - in fact, he did try, and then he was defeated by Denise's sharp eyes.

With a click.

Denise's hands wearing cowhide gloves skillfully pried open a crate, pushed aside the straw, and handed a glass bottle to Raven: "Take a look, what do you think?"

Raven's eyes lit up after taking the bottle.

The glass bottle in front of him inherited the shape of a porcelain vase very well, with a narrow mouth and a round chest, and the lower part is naturally retracted, like a square skirt, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with beautiful shape and excellent stability.

Playing with the bottle, Raven smiled and said: "Whatever you think, I think the same."

Denise raised her eyebrows: "It seems that I can ask the manufacturer to start mass production."

"Oh? Aren't you afraid that I guessed your thoughts wrong?" Raven asked.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Denise's lips curled up a smile of seeing through the inside story: "If I didn't like this bottle, I wouldn't have asked you to come, and I would have returned it immediately, so I must be satisfied, so you are satisfied too, right?"

Raven chuckled and nodded: "You are becoming more and more like a businessman now, Denise."

"I am a good businessman." Denise snorted, walked to another crate, and dragged out a long piece of parchment from it: "This is the sample of the label. It was delivered only last night, and I haven't seen it yet."

As she said, she took off her gloves and handed it to Anqi, stroking the parchment with her fingers and looking at it carefully.

Although there is only one kind of label on this parchment, there are 10 copies, which look like Hada and need to be cut by yourself. Half of it fell back into the box when it was held in Denise's hand.

In this era without patent protection, even if it is a sample, the merchant must be profitable.

Raven came forward and reached out to take out the other half. His fingers moved slightly and touched Denise's soft and slightly wet hand due to sweat.

The latter retracted her fingers and glanced at him: "You should look at the label, not at me."

"You are much better looking than the label." Looking at Denise's slightly flushed cheeks, Raven's mouth curled up a smile, then lowered his head and looked at it carefully.

The label was embroidered with a four-winged angel standing in the air with wings spread out. The whole was golden. He was handsome and androgynous. His face was calm and pious. There was a blue tear flowing down from the corner of his eye, flowing all the way into his empty hands, crocheting the words "Angel's Tears".

"Tsk." Raven frowned, raised his head, looked at Denise, and nodded at the same time.

The two threw the sample back tacitly and took out another label.

The painting style on this label was completely different from the previous one. It was an eagle flying high.

I have to say that the painters in this factory are quite talented. The eagle's feathers are clearly visible, and there is a sharp murderous look in its eyes, making people feel as if it is staring at them.

On its sharp claws, it holds a wine bottle with "Angel's Tears" written on it.

Raven's frown deepened.

"Eh..." Denise rubbed her temples and sighed: "It seems that I am wishful thinking. These two labels cannot be used. I'd better contact the manufacturer and change it to another style."

Raven rubbed his chin and remained silent, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Madam, aren't these two labels very good?" Ang Qi saw that her master was worried and asked carefully: "Why are you and the Baron not satisfied?"

Denise just wanted to vent her frustration and said, "What do you think is good about these two labels? Can you tell me specifically?"

"Well..." An Qi thought for a moment, then stepped forward and held up the label embroidered with the eagle: "This is very good. The eagle looks very majestic and vivid, and it can show Griffith well. Family style.”

Denise shook her head: "But this is Tears of Angels, not a promotional poster for the Griffith Family, and the Griffith Family is not a theater troupe that is opening its doors to perform."

"I thought wrong." An Qi quickly lowered her head to admit her mistake, and grabbed another label: "But since it is packaging Angel Tears, doesn't the angel portrait on it fit very well?"

"It's too fancy." Raven, who had been deep in thought, finally said, "Angel's Tears must become a real luxury product, a high-end red wine that only nobles and big businessmen can enjoy."

"The color scheme of this picture is too bright, which makes people think it is vulgar at first glance. On the other hand, although this kind of image of angels that does not conform to the description of the holy scriptures has not been expressly prohibited by the Holy See, it would still be troublesome if someone with serious intentions catches it. ”

An Qi didn't expect that a small label would have so much to say, so she quietly stuck out her tongue, put down the label and retreated.

"It seems that the new packaging of Tears of Angels will be delayed for a while." Denise said with regret, "I will order a few more styles to try."

"No need." Raven said, "I have an idea now, maybe it can work."

Denise frowned and said with an expression that wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh: "Raven, I think everyone should do what they are good at."

An Qi lowered her head while hiding her smile.

Raven blushed.

The education he received in his life was very limited. Although he was literate, he didn't have enough skills in reading words. What he wrote was as twisted as a spider crawling.

Not to mention that in my previous life, I was always surrounded by keyboards and mobile phones, and I often didn’t even touch a pen a few times throughout the year.

"Ahem!" After clearing his throat to relieve the embarrassment, Raven said, "I don't want to write it myself. How about I let you do the drawing?"

Denise said with an indifferent attitude: "Okay, having said that, I really want to see what wonderful ideas the Baron has."

As a qualified maid, Angel carried an ink sac and quill with her and placed them respectfully on the box next to her.

Taking a blank piece of parchment, Denise picked up the pen and stretched her wrist: "Tell me, how do you want to design?"

"In the center, an angel's feather." Raven said.

There was a rustling sound, and Denise Hao flicked her wrist. Not long after, a feather appeared on the paper. The lines were clear and simple, but the image was well depicted.

This made Raven a little surprised: "Wow, the painting is really good."

"Huh, of course." Denise said confidently, "Tell me what else you want."

She also came from a poor family in Meng'en City. Although she was not as poor as the residents of Eagle Town, her life was quite embarrassing. She had to shoulder many household chores at a very young age, including Sewing and mending.

Later, when I got older, I started to embroider some clothes and accessories myself and sell them, which was well received. I still have some talent in art.

"In that case, I'm going to make it more difficult." Raven said half-jokingly.

Denise seemed to be aroused by her desire to win: "It's up to you to make demands."

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless." Raven leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "Have you ever seen the dewdrops on the leaves in the morning? Add one to the end of the feather, and that's an angel. It’s best to make your tears float in the wind.”

She was somewhat dissatisfied with Raven's sudden move to take advantage, but after hearing these words, Denise's eyes suddenly lit up.

She turned the parchment to the back, and after thinking about it for a while, she began to draw.

Raven smelled her body fragrance, holding the box with one hand to help her fix it to prevent her writing from going astray, and his eyes fell on her delicate face.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and serious women are also full of charm.

This scene all fell into An Qi's eyes. She warned herself not to look, but her eyes still moved forward unconsciously.

In the dim warehouse, bright sunlight shone on the faces of the two people, illuminating the crates that served as temporary tables.

Denise concentrated on drawing the pattern, completely immersed in her own world. Her brows sometimes wrinkled, sometimes relaxed, the corners of her mouth sometimes raised, sometimes pursed, and sometimes she stopped to think for a moment, a vivid and lively beauty. .

Raven stood beside her, very close, but did not disturb Denise. His right hand was holding the box in a gentlemanly manner, with his knees on it; his left hand went around Denise's shoulders and built a small canopy in front of her forehead, blocking the sunlight that was piercing her eyes.

The posture was not comfortable at first glance, but the distinguished baron did not move at all, with an appreciation and joyful emotion flowing in his eyes.

This picture was very harmonious. If she hadn't known their identities, Anqi would almost think that these two people were a pair of extremely tacit...

couples.

Shocked by her own thoughts, Anqi wanted to lower her head, but she didn't want to look away. At this moment, she was full of envy for Denise.

It would be great if I could have such a man.

"Ah..." Denise let out a soothing sigh, she raised her head, rubbed her neck, and then saw Raven's palm, and a trace of astonishment flashed across her eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work." Raven's arm naturally dropped and rested on her shoulder: "If I had known that you were such a good painter, why would I have asked someone else to design the label?"

Denise calmly patted the paw down: "Do you think it's good?"

"Very good." Raven nodded repeatedly: "Even better than I thought."

On the parchment, the feather was blown by the wind, and even had a texture of swaying in the wind. The round teardrop like a pearl was dotted on the tip of the feather, giving people a feeling that it would slip off if they were not careful.

"How is it, are you tired, do you want to take a break?" Raven asked.

"Tsk, do you think I'm a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse?" Denise glanced at Raven with her moist eyes: "Tell me, what else do you want?"

"And the text." Raven said: "Below the feather, Spencerian font, Angel's Tears, make the font larger, the whole sentence should be as wide as the feather, and the first and last letters should be thicker and larger."

Denise nodded, lowered her head and started working, and soon the design was completed.

"Well... the first letter should be bigger, the last letter can be small, but the tail of r should float." Raven said.

Denise thought for a while and started painting again.

"It's almost done now." Raven continued: "In the lower right corner, everything is empty, everything is allowed, use cursive font. The font should be small, but it should be clear for people to see."

In this way, the two of them talked and revised, and Denise would occasionally make some suggestions.

Time went from morning to noon, the air became more and more sultry, but the expressions of the two people became more and more excited, and there was no sign of fatigue.

An Qi didn't dare to go forward, and became a little drowsy in the hot air.

"Okay!" Raven's voice woke An Qi up: "This is the version, come here!"

The warehouse door opened, and Volav walked in: "Baron!"

Raven didn't even turn his head: "Go to Eagle Town immediately and find me an embroiderer, regardless of age, beauty or ugliness, the best craftsmanship, go in a carriage, quickly!"

"Yes!" Volav took the order and left.

As the author, Denise was still a little hesitant at this moment: "This... I think there are still some areas that can be improved. Should we settle on this?"

"You will be right if you listen to me." Raven looked at the newly traced parchment in front of him: "This is just the effect on paper. When it falls on silk, it will definitely be completely different."

"Silk?" Denise now understood why Raven called the embroiderer: "You plan to use silk to package the Angel's Tears? That's too luxurious..."

"This is the kind of luxury we want." Raven nodded and said: "Whether it is parchment or kraft paper, it is too rough and the texture is too poor. Only silk can show our design."

In fact, Raven's favorite is the modern trademark printed directly on the bottle in his previous life.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have that technology, and he knows it but doesn't know why!

Half an hour later, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded, and Volaf walked in like the wind and saluted: "Sir, the person is here."

He turned around and shouted: "Hurry up, don't dawdle!"

A middle-aged woman wearing a patched coarse cloth shirt and a pair of tattered cloth shoes walked in with her head down. She didn't dare to look at Raven, and knelt down and said: "Hello, Baron!"

Raven's eyes showed a satisfied look, because he saw that the stitches on the patch on the woman's elbow outlined a chrysanthemum, which was lifelike.

"Look up." Raven said.

The woman looked up, revealing a vicissitudes and wrinkled face, looking at least fifty years old.

Raven asked with a pleasant face: "What's your name?"

"Qiao Ya, sir." The woman's eyes were evasive.

"Can you embroider this pattern?" Raven handed the parchment to Anqi, who passed the paper over.

Qiao Ya looked at it and said, "Okay."

"Very good, then you have to remember what I say next." Raven said, "Use silk to embroider, white silk for the base, gold thread for the feathers in the middle, light blue for the tears, gold for the text in the middle, and gradually change from red to black in the lower right corner. Use only silk thread, can you do it?"

"Silk?" Qiao Ya's eyes were filled with undisguised fear: "Sir... I have never embroidered anything with silk in my life. If it gets damaged, I, I... I can't afford to pay for it."

"You don't need to accompany me." Raven said, "I just want the finished product. Even if it's not embroidered well, it's not your responsibility."

"On the contrary, if you can embroider it well, I will reward you with 10 copper coins."

When Qiao Ya heard this, a trace of desire flashed in her eyes: "Then... Sir, I am willing to give it a try!"

Volaf took him, along with the embroidery tools, raw materials, and paper patterns, into the workshop next to him.

"You are tired too." Raven asked softly: "I don't know how long it will take for the sample to come out. Do you want to go back to the castle and rest for a while?"

"No need." Denise shook her head and said: "After all, I drew it myself. I also want to see the quality of the finished product as soon as possible."

Hearing her say this, Raven no longer insisted, but just took her for a walk around the factory to relax.

When they returned to the warehouse, an hour had passed.

After a while, Volaf came back with his men: "It's done, Sir."

He turned around and said: "Why don't you present the things quickly?"

Qiao Ya walked forward with her head down, holding a small piece of silk in both hands.

At Denise's signal, Anqi took the silk and spread it out in front of the two of them.

Denise’s eyes lit up all of a sudden.

I didn’t have any deep feelings when I was drawing it, but when it turned into silk and appeared in front of me, the feeling was completely different.

The feather in the center is golden, and the tear is light blue. Against the backdrop of the soft texture of silk, it seems to be flying in the air. The font of “Angle’s tear” in the center is majestic, elegant and beautiful.

The deep red “Everything is empty” in the lower right corner is eye-catching, and the downward “Everything is allowed” gradually turns black.

Everything is empty, and everything is allowed.

The gradient color gives people unlimited imagination.

“Simple but not simple, this is really elegant.” Denise couldn’t help but say: “Raven, sometimes I really think you are a genius. How did you come up with this design?”

Raven shook his head and chuckled: “Secret.”

It’s not that he has any talent for design, but after being baptized by the high design standards of modern society, he has seen too many exquisite designs. Raven just picked out a few classic design schemes and blended them together.

In the previous life, this kind of LOGO was worthless, but here, it is a treasure that has never been seen before.

"Give me some money," said Raven.

He did not bring a maid with him, but Anqi was also discerning and went up to give him money immediately.

Holding 10 copper coins in her hand, Qiao Ya was grateful for a moment: "Baron, you are so generous!"

It was the first time for her to have such a large income.

Raven smiled and said: "Next, your job is to embroider this pattern here. For every pair you embroider, I will give you 1 copper coin as wages, at least 8 pieces a day, but the condition is that you have to live in the workshop all the time, and you can only go home at the end of the month. How about it, are you willing to do it?"

1 copper coin for 1 piece of embroidery, 1 day off per month, if this was put in the previous life, Raven would definitely be spit on.

But in Qiao Ya's eyes, this was simply a windfall, and she nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I am willing, sir!"

"I have a small request, I wonder if you..."

"How dare you!" Volaf scolded: "Who do you think you are? How dare you ask for something in front of you?"

Qiao Ya lowered her head like a frightened duck: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Don't be nervous." Raven ignored Volaf who flattered too hard, and said with a smile: "Whatever you want, just ask, as long as it's reasonable."

"It's like this..." Qiao Ya was careful She said cautiously: "I also know a few sisters who are good at embroidery. They can also do it. Sir, can you let them come too..."

"Sure." Raven originally planned to recruit more female workers: "Then you will choose the people. At present, I want 10 embroiderers, including you. Remember, I only want those with good skills. For every 10 pieces embroidered by each of them, I will give you a reward of 1 copper coin."

Joya's voice was full of gratitude: "Baron, I will always remember your kindness and generosity!"

Volaf quickly led people to withdraw to select people. Raven and Denise walked on the path of the castle.

The latter was a little tired, but her spirit was still quite excited: "You made a good arrangement in the end. If you are willing to do business, you may be able to make a name for yourself in the city of Mon'en."

She knew very well that Raven seemed to have paid Qiaoya unnecessary money, but this incentive was quite effective.

With this reward, the people recruited are not only Raven's embroiderers, but also Qiao Ya's source of income. Not only can the quality of embroiderers be guaranteed to the greatest extent, but Qiao Ya will also be motivated to ensure the quality and speed of embroidery.

This is equivalent to finding a qualified quality control and supervisor with a little money.

Back to the castle, Denise couldn't stand the fatigue and went back to her room to rest.

And Raven's work has just begun.

"My Lord Baron."

In the conference room, Old Gordon pushed the monocle and reported: "According to the news just received, the deployed people were on the road 10 days ago. At the latest, they should arrive half a month later, that is, on September 28."

"It's so fast." Raven sighed, moving his stiff ankle: "Today is...?"

"September 13, my Lord." Old Gordon said immediately.

Raven rubbed his chin: "Well, by now, the rainy season on the Bloody Highlands should be over, right?"

Not understanding why Raven asked this, Old Gordon replied: "Yes, sir."

"It's finally time." Raven's eyes flashed with a slightly fanatical light, and his fingers tapped the table:

"Give the order immediately, call Simon to me!"

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