Come to another world and become a lord

After the unforgettable banquet, Rickburg returned to peace again, and the four chambers of commerce decided to stay here for a few more days. On the one hand, they were curious about Carl himself and the territory he ruled, and the most important thing was to wait for the production of the first batch of liquor and perfume to be completed. For them, the quantity of the first batch of products did not need to be too large, but in order to form a public opinion effect, it should not be too small. Considering the scale of several chambers of commerce and the geographical scope they covered, this was still a considerable amount. At least this was the case for the scale of Rick Territory.

Karl was naturally aware of the weight of his current responsibility, and he took action almost immediately. The four warehouses in Rickburg that were originally used to store weapons were now vacated. Two were converted into breweries, and two were turned into perfume workshops. They were operated day and night on a two-shift system.

As for selecting workers, he gave priority to servants in the castle and serfs in the territory, rather than free townspeople. This was done to ensure that the technology would not be leaked as much as possible. Of course, he also understood that there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Once a technology is invented, it is only a matter of time before it is learned and imitated by others. But even so, it doesn't matter. All he has to do is to extend this time as much as possible, and take advantage of the bonus period of technology monopoly to quickly expand the market and establish a brand. Then, even if competitors appear later, he can still rely on the first-mover advantage to maintain his position as an industry leader. At the very least, at least he made a lot of money in the early stage.

At the same time, Carl did not forget his distinguished guests. During the day, he personally accompanied the four presidents to visit the main areas of Rickland. They first visited the vineyards and gardens in the territory. The grapes and herbs here are the main raw materials for spirits and perfumes. The presidents of the Chamber of Commerce were impressed by the natural resources and production conditions here.

At the same time, in addition to supervising the production of the factory at all times, he even had to take four people sightseeing during the day. They seemed to be very interested in the area around Rickburg, but in Carl's opinion, he really couldn't think of any place to play in his territory. This place was neither a super large city nor a particularly unique natural scenery.

Finally, he had no choice but to take a few people to visit the site of the night attack on the Great Khan, the burned town, and even the damaged outer city walls as part of the tour. However, unexpectedly, several people showed different interests in it, especially the dwarf Goswin, who praised Carl highly after hearing these things.

Carl was so tired at the end of the day that he collapsed on the bed. He just wanted to sleep and was too lazy to even take off his clothes.

Then there was a knock on the door, and after getting permission, Alia walked in.

After seeing Carl's condition, she immediately said jokingly:

"Is that all? My Lord Baron."

Carl panted, shook his head and said:

"You don't know, this is even more tiring than fighting in a war. It's not just about accompanying them, but also about thinking of something fun to do? What to say? With Rickburg in this state, I really can't think of how to entertain and deal with them. The factory would report problems to me from time to time. After all, these are all very new things for them. No one has done it before. They make all kinds of mistakes, sometimes so bizarre that you can't even imagine them... The only thing to be thankful for is that Myrna went back first, otherwise, with her personality, I think her head would have exploded..."

Perhaps he was holding back too much pressure, and once he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop complaining.

Alia listened quietly at the side, then laughed:

"You know what? You don't look like a baron now, but more like a businessman."

"Really?"

"Yeah." The girl nodded.

After getting Alia's affirmation, Carl instantly regained his spirits. He sat up from the bed, straightened his back and said:

"That's great, doesn't it mean I have a talent for making money?"

"Stop being so conceited. I've never seen anyone so narcissistic as you." Alia patted him on the side.

Carl jumped off the bed, imagining the appearance of the ancient fat merchant he had seen in cartoons before, and then imitated him, pretending to have a big belly and pacing back and forth in the room, which made Alia couldn't help laughing.

After laughing for a while, she suddenly said:

"By the way, what is Henry's plan this time?"

"Huh? What are your plans?" Carl asked curiously.

"His purpose is that he invited you to attend his daughter's birthday party, and in the end he even let you be responsible for planning the party. I don't believe there is no purpose at all." Alia replied.

It turned out to be this matter. Carl put away his smile and said after thinking for a while:

"He said he wanted to marry his daughter to me."

Alia stopped smiling for a moment, and after a brief silence she continued:

"That's a good thing, you should agree to it."

"So, you agree with this?" Carl looked at her puzzledly.

There was another short silence, and then she continued:

"Why would you object? Miss Selena is very beautiful and has the temperament of a noble lady."

At this point, she suddenly paused, looked up at Karl, and when she saw that there was no joy on Karl’s face, she slapped him again:

"I'm telling you, you got a great bargain, what on earth are you dissatisfied with?"

Carl put his hand on his chin and said thoughtfully:

"Shouldn't marriage be based on love? Both parties get to know each other, respect each other, and finally get together..."

"We got to know each other, respected each other, and finally came together..."

Alia repeated this sentence silently. She nodded first, then shook her head, and then slapped her thigh and shouted at him:

"Who told you that as a noble, the primary mission of marriage is to serve politics?"

"Serving politics?" Carl repeated uncertainly.

And Alia nodded vigorously:

"Well, of course! If you can become a relative of Henry, it will help resolve the rift between you and Morton, which is crucial to the future stability and security of Rickburg. Not to mention that as the only daughter, she has the right to inherit the territory, and in the future your children will take over two baronies at the same time."

She paused for a moment, then deliberately slowed down her tone and continued:

"So if you want to choose a Baroness, Miss Selena is definitely the first choice."

"Do you personally agree?" Carl asked again.

"What?" Aaliyah didn't quite understand what he meant.

And Carl said very seriously:

"I mean putting aside all interests and political factors, what do you personally think about this matter?"

There was another silence, then Alia sighed helplessly, her expression became extremely serious, and she said:

"Karl, as your knight and vassal, I must look at the problem from the perspective of the actual interests of the territory and then make the most reasonable and correct suggestions, rather than acting on emotion."

"So, if it's about sentimentality, you don't want to do it, right?"

For some reason, Alia always felt that Karl was trying to hold back his laughter when he said this. She put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction, and then said to him:

"Please~ Can you please have some self-awareness as a baron and seriously consider the true role and value of marriage!"

Then she sighed helplessly and said again:

"Okay, I know you're very tired these days, so I won't bother you anymore~ But, regarding the marriage proposed by Henry, I sincerely hope you can agree."

Then she walked out of the room. Carl lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, hoping that I would agree and not act on my emotions? Alia's words lingered in his mind, and soon he fell asleep.