Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

"I have the same doubts as you." The pattern on Earl Tiger's forehead gathered.

"Let's talk."

"The library...it is indeed a collection of books from various families and brought into one place."

"The lord needs us to provide books. Of course, he will not put it on the bookcase. When everything is ready, the lord will print all the contents of the book with movable type and paper, and then show it in a new posture.

"But it's more than that - the library will be open to everyone."

"Everyone?!" Isidor couldn't help exclaiming, but fortunately, he kept controlling the volume deliberately so as not to attract too many people's attention.

After recovering, he immediately bowed: "Sorry, I lost my composure."

"No problem. When I saw this content in the announcement, it was much more exaggerated than you."

"Everyone, including civilians and serfs?" He asked hesitantly.

"Included. Everyone is covered. Anyone can set foot on the threshold of the library, as long as you pay the prescribed entrance fee."

"It's crazy, it's... unreasonable!" Isidor chewed his words in a daze.

Ever since Donovan became the lord of the Lost Island, the entire aristocratic circle regarded him as an out-and-out lunatic—not to mention it, they all thought so in their hearts.

He has been a thorn in the side of many old nobles ever since he almost talked about bringing down the Juniper Chamber of Commerce.

The old aristocracy here refers to the great aristocrats who inherited their titles by relying on their family business and honors from their fathers.For example, Isidor himself should be classified as a "new nobleman".

They are people who earn their titles entirely by themselves, and most of them are concentrated in the squires with lower titles or more numbers.

In the past, Donovan's madness was all about crazily provoking the old nobles on the surface: he slapped him, then gave him a sweet date, and repeated this, causing them to complain endlessly.

On the contrary, the new nobles are his beneficiaries, especially those who have developed independently in recent years.So everyone chose not to say anything and waited in silence.

Now this question about the study room directly involves the gap between the nobles and the common people.

Because for a long time, the right to education has been firmly held by the nobles and the Holy See.

The dragon lord wanted to ask for their opinions, so he touched a rope and threw it to the "inferior people".

There seems to be a natural moat between the two, and this natural moat is unbreakable.But now, according to Isidor, Donovan is quietly probing, intending to slowly fill this gap.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't extricate himself.In the end, he was trembling all over, and his back was sweating; his face was flushed, as if he had a fever.

"Viscount Lucas?" Earl Tiger Head also woke up from his contemplation, seeing Isidor's complexion, he asked with concern.

"I, I'm fine..." He forced a smile, which was so stiff that it was uglier than crying.

"Have you thought of that?"

"Which point?" Isidor's voice trembled.

"Your expression told me. To be honest, I discussed this matter with my father before I came here. You are a smart person, so I believe you will think of that soon."

They seemed to be playing charades with each other, and neither of them wanted to say that thought outright.

But through the eyes, we know each other well.

"What's your opinion, Your Majesty and Your Excellency?" Isidore was like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, desperately needing to hear other people's opinions.

"You may not believe it." Earl Tiger Head said leisurely, "My father was silent in front of the fireplace and drank two cups of tea before he called me over and told me..."

"...he supports the Lord Lord's decision."

Isidor was struck by lightning again.

"Perhaps you just thought of that, didn't you? But my father gave me a new direction: Don't stick to the present, he said."

"We put ourselves in a cage, only seeing what we are trapped in, and not seeing what we can do. The lord actually didn't want to be hostile to us. On the contrary, he was providing us with an unprecedented environment."

"surroundings?"

"That's right, this new environment is daunting. In fact, there are mountains of gold and silver hidden in it. We just need someone to take that step with him, to breathe fresher and sweeter air!"

"You...wait a minute, sorry, I'm a little confused." Isidor interrupted apologetically, he only felt that he seemed to touch something, but he didn't understand it at all, "Can you explain it more clearly?" ?”

"Of course!" Earl Tiger Head was in high spirits, and pulled Isidor outside the banquet hall to a more secluded place.

The following remarks are not suitable for others to hear.

"Let the 'inferior people' read books and learn more characters, why not?" Earl Tiger Head first threw a blockbuster.

Isidore was shaken to the ground.

"They are more literate and sensible, which is actually a good thing. They will become better than before, and they will be able to do things with ease. Viscount Lucas, I think you understand this point better than I do. "

exactly.Isidore himself started from scratch, earned military merits, and then worked hard to learn to read and write, and invested a large amount of savings in the exchange of books in the homes of other nobles.

That's what made him who he is today.

"Society and the city need them to be active, and our business will be positively affected."

"As an analogy, friend. Think about the concrete floor before... huh? Isn't it? It smoothed the roads in and out of Juta, not only for comfortable walking, but also for the number of caravans in circulation. Three times!

"You know, I have my property over there in the port, so I know that very well."

At the end, Earl Tiger Head clapped his hands violently.

"Look at me! I'm confused, and I forgot to add to you. There are three study rooms, two of which house Juta, one of which is open to the public, and one for nobles."

"Your lord is brilliant." Isidor's heart finally fell from the clouds to the ground.

Fortunately, fortunately, Donovan didn't intend to make a one-size-fits-all plan at the beginning, leaving room for the old nobles.

He was really afraid that they would join forces to attack Dragon Wing Fort... Well, in the face of the dragon clan, their combined chances of winning are not great.

Isidore seems to understand why Donovan has such a big hand. He represents not only an individual, but also the entire dragon clan.

In the face of absolute strength, there is no way to shake the opponent... He said silently.

"And my father once told me that if you can't understand the joints, then think about it more simply."

Earl Tiger Head continued.

"If we work together with the lord to officially open the study room, how much attention will it attract?

"We only need to provide a little book and a little pre-funding. According to the quantity and scale, that little money will gradually converge into a big river, and finally it will continue to flow into gold and roll back to the treasury.

"In the short term, we may be stigmatized due to the opposition of another part of the nobles. I will never deny it, and you must have foreseen it.

"According to the Lord Lord's determination—you must know this. He has always followed his word and acted vigorously. He will definitely carry out the matter of the study."

Isidor's expression was serious, he was thinking, and ran along with the other party's thoughts.

"The long-term benefits are unquestionable, the results are almost in sight.

"The books in the study room are not only for people to read, but also print multiple copies according to the situation, and then sell them to the outside world. As long as it is negotiated with the author himself, the proceeds will be distributed.

"If the author of the book is no longer alive, discuss it with the person who holds the original book. In the end, we actually have nothing to lose."

After all, Earl Tiger Head took a deep breath.His amber pupils fixed on Isidor.But the latter saw a hint of madness from the depths.

"We may be the first to taste the crab." Earl Tiger Head said slowly.

Isidor's soul was trembling, unlike the previous fear, at this moment, he was suffering from the excitement from the bottom of his heart.

His fingers hanging by his sides twitched involuntarily.

He tried hard to convince himself in his mind that his eyes were completely attracted by the beast pupils.

Is there any other reason?Calm down, Isidor... Your blood is already boiling, if you continue like this, you will completely annihilate the world.Like mist, like a wisp of burnt smoke...

Think about it and use your brain!

But, if not... If not, can he really...

and many more!

Isidor suddenly calmed down, and in the hallucination, the enlarged animal pupils in front of him suddenly returned to their original shape at this moment.

"Your Excellency may have heard of one thing." He opened his lips without any emotion.

"what?"

"Movable type printing has something to do with Nianhua. Together with the snow-white paper, it is also something that Nianhua and Golden Rose work together."

As soon as he said this, the hidden meaning was self-evident.

The incident of Nianhua's "poisoned wine" spread among the rich and powerful, and everyone knew about it.

Among them, especially many nobles on Lost Island, are—no, I should add “once”—Nianhua’s frequent visitors.

Alcoholic beverages that were popular in every family in the past can be said to have disappeared recently, and no one wants to talk about them.

Who knows, just after he finished speaking, he only heard a light sentence from the other side:

"Why do you think Jin Meigui hasn't cut off contact with Nianhua until now?"

He froze in place.

The madness in Earl Tiger Head's eyes has receded, his furry tiger face is naturally majestic, but at this moment it makes people feel calm.

"I don't know what your choice is...but I don't bother with stumbling blocks. Ignore them or bite them. You know what I'm talking about."

……

At night, Isidor tossed and turned.Mai Lun, who was serving by the bed, was worried about his master and was afraid of disturbing him, so he could only watch quietly in the dark.

Suddenly, Isidor asked: "Myron, do you want to read? I mean, read, read, chant... read anything you want to know?"

Myron was taken aback, he hesitated, he didn't know how to answer.

"You are the person I have been with since I was a child. Apart from my family, you are the closest to me. On the battlefield, you were lucky to survive and accompany me until now."

"Just answer me honestly, Myron, I need your answer very much now, just like I need you to take care of me personally every day."

Myron let out a long breath.

"Answer you truthfully, sir. I have been with you for so long, and because of your generosity, I can now read a few words and count.

"I still want to know a few more words, maybe you think it's unnecessary... Reading, in fact, I want to know a little more about the world of the master. Seeing that you are sometimes troubled by one thing, I am also very worried, just like now.

"At that time, you would also ask me some questions. But I can't even read a few big characters, and I can't think as deeply as you, so I am too stupid to answer—of course, this is also unnecessary."

Isis rolled over to face where Myron was sitting.He couldn't see his fingers here, but he seemed to be able to see the light in the steward's eyes through the darkness.

"I thought, if I read a little more, would I be able to share a little more worry for my master? Besides, I'm married and my wife lives in the country. If my wife can also read a little, maybe we can write some letters to each other... It doesn't take much Yes, it is enough to know whether she is doing well, whether the child is sick...

"I'm sorry, sir, but I've lost my mind a little too much. That's all I could think of—yes, I'd like to read if I could. Thank the gods."

Isidor seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and the two of them had no conversation until early morning.