The years when I was a nobleman in the world of Terra

"Then who are these people around you, Mr. Charlotte?"

"lady."

"Concubine."

"lover."

"Maid."

The four girls led by W sauce introduced themselves briefly one by one.

This kind of self-introduction is not the first time, and Charlotte will naturally not have much reaction.But the problem is that Charlotte's lack of response does not mean that other people will have no response. No, the one-eyed old man who had a good expression on his face turned black all of a sudden after hearing the girls' self-introductions.

"Mr. Charlotte, are you a nobleman?"

"Indeed, I am a nobleman."

It is impossible for a commoner in Casimir to have a concubine and a lover while having a regular wife. Charlotte didn't even think about hiding something that couldn't be concealed.

"Noble, very good."

The one-eyed old man smiled ironically.

"Then, this noble lord here, please condescend and sit in my shop for a while."

Anyone with a slightly normal EQ can tell that this one-eyed old man is acting strangely.

"Grandpa Blacksmith..."

Sisters Margaret and Maria immediately wanted to say something.

"You don't need to explain too much, just leave it to me."

However, it was stopped by Charlotte.

On the way to visit, Charlotte had already expected such a situation.The one-eyed old man's dislike for the nobles of Casimir was something that Charlotte could predict, and he also knew that what he had to do next was to resolve the conflict between him and the one-eyed old man as much as possible.

"Grandpa Blacksmith, I will trouble you then."

"I can't bear the title of your noble lord, old man."

The one-eyed old man glanced at Charlotte lightly.

"You can just call me an old blacksmith, or you can call me a dead old man with the common address you nobles use."

Come on, with just a few words, the relationship between Charlotte and the one-eyed old man has almost dropped to near freezing point.

Charlotte was thinking in her heart that if she wanted to improve the relationship between them, it might not be as simple as she imagined.

……

The first floor is the front shop and the back workshop, and the second floor is the living place. This is a very typical small handicraft workshop.

Following in the footsteps of the one-eyed old man, Charlotte and his party quickly settled down in the lobby of the shop where the one-eyed old man usually received customers.Perhaps it was because of the face of the two sisters, Margaret and Maria. Although the one-eyed old man became angry with Charlotte not long after they met, after Charlotte sat down, he still asked the workers in the shop to Bring the tea up.

"Maria, Margaret, Grandpa Blacksmith has nothing to entertain you here. You probably don't mind a little rough tea."

"Of course I don't mind."

Maria shook her head quickly.

"The nobleman over there..."

The one-eyed old man hadn't finished speaking, and he saw Charlotte "gurgling" and drank the whole cup of tea.

"Thank you Grandpa Blacksmith for your hospitality."

Charlotte said with a smile.

"Those who came here thirsty along the way, this cup of tea is a life-saver."

"Hmph, forget it if you die of thirst."

The one-eyed old man snorted coldly, but when he saw that Charlotte didn't have any opinion on the crude tea, his perception of Charlotte was indeed better.

At least this young nobleman, unlike other Casimir nobles, always looked at the common people with his eyes above the top, so even if he was upset, the one-eyed old man couldn't say anything more.

"Platinum, bring the meeting gift here."

"Okay, master."

Platinum obediently put the gift in Charlotte's hand.

And after Charlotte received the gift prepared in advance, she didn't say much, and stood up straight from the chair.

He bent down slightly, and offered the gift he had prepared in advance with both hands.

"Grandpa blacksmith, it's a trivial matter, not a respect."

One minute passed, and the one-eyed old man didn't even bother to give Charlotte a look.

Five minutes was too much, and the one-eyed old man who was drinking tea silently seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.

Ten minutes passed, and the one-eyed old man still had no intention of opening his eyes.

"Grandpa blacksmith, how could you do this!"

Maria, who couldn't see it, said.

"Shh."

Margaret and W Sauce stretched out a finger at the same time, making silence gestures on their respective lips.

My sister and the wife of the brother-in-law's family have said so, and Maria can only puff up her bun face, curled up on the chair and sullenly.

Half an hour passed.

"My lord, let me tell you why you are doing this."

The one-eyed old man sighed insignificantly.

"You are not giving me a meeting gift, but like making an apology to me."

"This is what I should do. I have to admit my mistakes, and I have to stand at attention when I am beaten."

"So, do you have any necessary connection with the group of people who decided to disarm at the beginning?"

"It seems that there is none."

"Since there is no one, why do you have to make amends?"

"So grandpa blacksmith, are you planning to accept my gift?"

"Put it down."

The one-eyed old man said angrily.

"If I don't accept it again, girl Maria, I'm afraid my blacksmith shop will be demolished."

"Oh no, I wouldn't do such a thing."

Maria immediately retorted.

"It's nothing more than dripping mustard oil into your pipe, grandpa blacksmith."

"What is it called? This is already too much, okay?"

The one-eyed old man really laughed at Maria's words, but he couldn't say anything more about the girl whom the lord entrusted him to take care of.The one-eyed old man was lonely and widowed all his life, and to him, Maria was almost equivalent to his own granddaughter.

"Mr. Charlotte, I appreciate your kindness, and thank you for helping me take good care of Margaret for the past half a year."

Chapter 178 Chapter 170 Five Commercial Competition

Sometimes, sometimes, I would rather choose to be nostalgic and not let go. When all the scenery is seen through, I am willing to watch with you, and the water will flow forever.

Sitting in the living room of the blacksmith shop, looking at the mottled armor on the surrounding walls, for some reason, this line of lyrics came to Charlotte's mind.

In ordinary people's shops, what can be hung on the wall is either a signature product, or a good evaluation or group photo of some famous people.

But on the walls of the living room of this blacksmith shop, there are some armors and weapons with a sense of age. These armors and weapons are densely covered with "scars" of different shades. Dark red, just looking at it so quietly, it is easy to recall the owners of these weapons and armors, the glorious years on the battlefield.

It's just that these weapons and armors with profound historical traces are really suitable for such a majestic placement on the wall of the hall that the guests can see at the first sight?

Looking at the bleak passenger flow in the blacksmith shop, Charlotte felt a little doubtful.

He and the girls had been sitting in the blacksmith's shop for a full hour. During this hour, all he could hear was the sound of iron striking from inside the blacksmith's shop, and he didn't even see a single customer.

It's no wonder that the girl Maria would say that the blacksmith's business is really mediocre, and Charlotte even doubts that such a dismal business can really maintain the most basic daily expenses of the blacksmith's shop?

"Mr. Charlotte, don't look at it. If you look at it again, there will be no guests coming to visit."

The one-eyed old man seemed to have noticed Charlotte's glances at the main entrance from time to time, and said something lightly.

"As you can see, almost no customers come to my blacksmith shop. After a while, maybe I will close the blacksmith shop and find a quiet place to spend the rest of my life .”

"Maybe, I have a way to improve the blacksmith's business."

Charlotte spoke.

"It's not certain, but it will definitely be better than the current situation."

"Brother-in-law, is what you said true?"

Maria looked at Charlotte's face excitedly. She really had deep feelings for this blacksmith shop that she played with since she was a child.

"Can you really improve the blacksmith's business?"

"Hey, little Maria, you don't have to ask questions."

W sauce held her chin with one hand, the Sarkaz girl's tone was a little lazy, but between the lines, she was full of trust in her man.

"During the past half a year, my sister, I have witnessed with my own eyes that little Charlotte has grown from a run-down little nobleman to a famous name in the whole of Casimir."

"The most commendable thing among them is probably little Charlotte's ability to make money."

Obviously, the person who did these things was not me, but W Sauce's tone of honor was so obvious, and the sense of substitution was so strong, it could be said that she put her whole body into it.

"From nothing to something, from something to a lot, in the past half a year, little Charlotte has earned at least this much Longmen coins."

W-chan held out a finger.

"100 million Longmen coins?"

Maria gave a somewhat cautious answer, but when she thought that Charlotte was the kind of guy who could give away 300 million Longmen coins in cash, she immediately changed her words.

"1000 million Longmen coins?"

"One hundred million."

W sauce said indifferently, but it was obvious that Maria was choked by the Sarkaz girl's words, and even the one-eyed old man who eavesdropped and pretended not to care at all couldn't help shaking the hand holding the teacup.

"One hundred million Longmen coins, how much is that?"

Maria's small mouth opened slightly, obviously frightened by W sauce's words.

After experiencing Charlotte helping Linguang's family repay the debt, Maria knew that her brother-in-law was indeed a rich man.But the rich belong to the rich. Maria never imagined that Charlotte would be so rich.

"Grandpa Blacksmith's blacksmith shop seems to be able to earn [-] Longmen coins on a day when he is doing more."

Maria said while counting with her fingers.

"360 million divided by 55 is [-] days, and [-] days divided by [-] five days, that is almost [-] years."

"That is to say, it only took my brother-in-law more than half a year to earn the money that would have taken my grandfather the blacksmith 55 years to earn."

"And can grandpa blacksmith really earn five thousand Longmen coins every day?"

Senomi raised her hand to ask a question.

"Didn't you say the most?"

The forester answered immediately.

"That must be more than 55 years."

Maria finally concluded.

You say this is childish talk, the one-eyed old man can still comfort himself a little bit, but when he looks at these two minors and a young girl who has just grown up, staring at him blinking, the one-eyed old man Feel as if you are being targeted.

"You damn girls..."

Several black "well" characters appeared on his forehead, and the clenched fist of the one-eyed old man was about to speak.

"Grandpa blacksmith, we are joking!"