Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Preparations for the opening of the night market were completed, and the Territorial Affairs Department released the news a week in advance.

The residents had mixed feelings. Many expressed their opinions, but more chose to wait and see.

Among them, businessmen are the ones who are in favor of opening the night market, which means that the income will be doubled.

In order for civilians to adapt to night life, the street lights would light up at night. Only then did they realize that the object was not a decoration.

Seven days have passed quickly, and the night market will be held tonight. In order for the night market to be held smoothly, Rosalind prepared the list of merchant shops half a month in advance and made detailed planning.

A huge official document was posted on the bulletin board in front of the Affairs Office building - 'Starting from today, the curfew will be lifted in the territory, and citizens of all territories can travel freely. Please abide by the law and do not disturb public order.'

As the sun sets, the street lights on both sides of the street light up at the same time. The residents who were supposed to go home are still walking on the street, and the shops are open to welcome customers.

People who had gone home to rest also walked out of their homes again and came to the streets to participate in the joy.

Compared to the day, it seems to be more lively tonight. This is a novel feeling that has not been experienced before.

"So that's what it's like at night!"

Some people couldn't help but sigh, and the people around them nodded in agreement. One person suggested: "Let's go to another store to have a look. I heard that a variety of new products have been added, just for tonight."

In order for the night market to be successfully held, Rosalind and others worked very hard. In fact, in Ron's opinion, their preparations were a bit too hard, but the first day of the night market ended perfectly.

The next day, in the office of the Lord's Mansion.

Rosalind reported last night's revenue to Ron with dark circles under her eyes. On the first night of the night market, the revenue was three times that of the day. According to her estimation, the revenue would drop slightly on the second night, but not too much.

This is a very astonishing number. Rosalind herself did not expect that opening a night market would have such great benefits.

Ron nodded silently. It was normal for the people to spend money because they felt novel. After all, they were not poor now and they had spare money to use.

After listening to Rosalind's report, he said: "Although I have some things to tell you, you need to rest now. When you have rested, come back to Joyce and I will tell her the matter."

"Lord, I'm fine." Rosalind wanted to explain, but she immediately closed her mouth when she saw Ron's eyes.

"Yes, Lord." Rosalind bowed and stepped back.

Ron looked at Marvin who was waiting on the side and asked, "What happened last night?"

He knew that Marvin was assisting the security team during this period, so he came to him this time to inquire about the situation.

Marvin first bowed and saluted, and then reported: "Back to the lord, there is nothing serious. There are just a few incidents where children got too excited and got lost. But please rest assured, lord, the lost children have been found and they are all safe." .”

"Can you still get lost?"

Ron felt speechless. It reminded him of the first time he met Melitoya. At that time, Melitoya couldn't even keep an important letter and was very dumb.

He thought for a while and said: "Let the teachers in the college hold a safety education class regularly. I will ask Veronica to draw the specific content in the textbook."

Nowadays, the schools set up in the territory have been demolished and replaced by twelve colleges. Because Miracle City is a ring shape, the colleges are built in four directions. Each direction has junior, middle and senior colleges. There is a very strict division method.

Later, Ron asked some other questions about the night market. Overall, the first night of the night market went very smoothly, with almost no disturbances.

Ron was pleased with this. The success of opening the night market was due to the efforts of everyone. There was no trouble in the beginning, and the follow-up would be much smoother. He was not going to interfere anymore and left everything to his subordinates.

He just needs to be in charge of the general direction.

Ron waved everyone away, and when only Joyce was left, he said: "The news of Miracle City opening a night market will spread throughout the capital soon, and other nobles will come to visit later. Once cooperation matters are involved, no need to Refuse, but we must strictly control commodity prices and don’t let their people disrupt the market.”

Joyce nodded slightly. Although she did not understand business as well as Rosalind, she also knew that once the price of goods became unclear, it would bring destruction to the economy.

This is why Miracle City’s ‘Transaction Law’ came into being. It is not only aimed at the residents of Miracle City, but also for the businessmen who will come to Miracle City to do business in the future.

There are many unscrupulous businessmen who drive up prices for their own benefit and make a lot of money. They transport rare goods from other countries and post huge prices to trick people into buying them. They can make a lot of money by just visiting a few places.

However, the Miracle City's "Transaction Law" states the definitions of value and price, and it has a standard for judgment.

In fact, the 'Trading Law' is the most lenient code among the laws of Miracle City. As long as the price of a product is not particularly outrageous, it can be traded normally.

It does limit the price range, but this range will fluctuate due to different items and values.

Since the promulgation of the ‘Trade Act’, no one has been dissatisfied with it.

A few days later.

In the courtyard of the mansion, Ron was teaching Melitoya with a book in his hand. He pointed at the pictures in the book and asked: "Melitoa, if you are walking on the road and a stranger wants to give you candy, , do you want to eat?"

Melitoya was wearing a pleated little white skirt with a small round neck that accentuated her cuteness, and a pair of exquisite shoes swinging under the chair.

She was almost close to Ron's side, leaning forward to look at the picture in the book. It was an old man with a kind face passing candy to a child. The candy had never been seen before, and it was stuck on a small stick.

"Don't eat."

Melitoya said with certainty.

Hearing this, Ron was surprised. This was the first time he had given Melitoya safety education. She was able to think of it on her own, which is worthy of praise.

All the paintings in this book are by Veronica. Although the old man in the paintings has a kind face, if you look at it for a long time, you can find the evil hidden in his face.

Only Veronica can achieve such an effect.

Ron thought again that the average child has a pure heart and is not as complicated as adults. It should be normal to be able to see the true face of the old man in the painting at a glance.

He nodded silently and asked one more question out of curiosity, "Can you tell me the reason why you chose not to eat?"

Melitoya slowly raised her head, faced Ron with a face as delicate as an angel, and then opened her pink lips, revealing a missing front tooth.

"My tooth had just grown in, and the tooth next to it fell out. Grandpa White said it was because I ate too much sugar."

Hearing this, Ron's face darkened and he suddenly felt his teeth hurt, so he decided to turn the next page and take another test on Melitoa.

Just as he was flipping through the book, a white and tender hand came over, and Ron looked at the owner of the hand silently.

"Master, can you tell me the name of the candy in the picture?" Erin's eyes were full of curiosity. She knew that this book was compiled by Ron, and the candy naturally existed!

"Lollipop."

Ron replied calmly. He found that his personal maid was becoming more and more 'unruly'. Speaking of which, he hadn't looked at her character card for a long time since he gave Erin an entry. He didn't know how good she was now. Sensitivity.

Thinking like this, he touched Erin's finger on the writing, and a screen appeared.

【Silver One Star】

【Irene】

【picture】

[Favorability: 95 (Admiration)]

In an instant.

Ron retracted his hand unexpectedly, and the character card disappeared.

Admiration?

When he looked at Irene's expression, he really didn't see any difference.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Erin's face was full of confusion, not knowing why Ron was staring at her so closely.

"Nothing, just go play with the dog."

Ron regained his composure after being surprised. He didn't expect that simple Erin would also be greedy for her own body. You're right!

"Oh~"

Eileen didn't think much about it and turned around to throw the melon seeds for Xiaobai to catch. Ron looked at this scene and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Melitoya's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, then she grabbed Ron's clothes tightly and pressed her head into his arms.

The sudden move puzzled Ron. He pulled Melitoa up, then turned to the next page and continued to ask.

Although Melitoya answered seriously, Ron still noticed that she was not very interested, and he did not ask why.

"Melitoya, it's your birthday in a few days. What gift do you want?" Ron's words made Melitoya react.

"My birthday?"

"Yes, it's your birthday." Ron repeated it with certainty. As a lord, it would be easy for him to find this out.

"I"

Melitoya opened her mouth. She was satisfied with the present and did not want any gifts. She would be satisfied as long as her brother could accompany her every day, but she knew this was impossible.

As a lord, my brother is busy with affairs every day. It is not easy for him to take time to accompany her like today.

Seeing Ron waiting for her answer, Melitoya finally said: "My brother has a guard knight, and I also want to have a knight of my own."

Ron was slightly startled when he heard this. He noticed that Melitoya did not say 'brother', but formally addressed herself as 'brother'.

His mind turned and he asked with a smile: "Then do you have a knight you want?"

When Melitoya said those words, Ron knew her intention. A person who rarely goes out needs a guard knight. Naturally, she asked for someone.

"Yes Yes."

Melitoya hesitated, too nervous to speak, and regretted it as soon as she said it.

"It's Karl."

Ron helped her speak out. Melitoya's eyes widened. Looking at her expression, Ron laughed angrily, "What? In your heart, am I such a stupid person?"

"Brother, I."

Melitoya's title changed again, and Ron smiled. He no longer embarrassed her, and thought carefully about Melitoya's words.

"Karl?"

Ron didn't pay much attention to Carl, but he was also aware of his movements. Carl usually lived in the mansion like a little transparent person and didn't have many contacts with people. He could count them on one hand.

Since the Cavaliers' training ground was demolished, he had nowhere to go and no place to train. Egbert arranged him in the rest room of the attendants. Thanks to his meritorious service, he was given a single room.

No convenience was given to Karl, but no harsh treatment was given. Coupled with Melitoya's help from time to time, Karl lived a good life.

Originally, Ron wanted Karl to hone his skills in the Cavaliers to see if he could be cultivated. Unfortunately, the other party could never integrate. Abel and the others were very repulsive to Karl.

Now that I think about it, he was too naive before.

How could a person who assassinated a lord, as a guard knight, live in harmony with the other party?

It is impossible to train Karl as a knight, but he can be trained as a deacon, and it is the kind of special deacon who hides his identity and strength.

Thinking of this, Ron had an idea in his mind. He smiled and looked at Melitoya who looked anxious.

"If this is the gift you want, I can agree to it, but you have to learn all the contents in this book."

Ron raised the safety education textbook in his hand. Since Melitoya was assigned a deacon, she also had to have a personal maid. Speaking of which, the mansion had expanded several times, and it was time to recruit servants. This matter needed to be discussed with Diana. Let her arrange it.

Melitoya nodded happily, and then plunged into Ron's arms. Only in such private moments would she show her childish look.

Mansion, residence of servants.

Karl was summoned and came to the butler's office, where he saw a serious-looking Egbert.

"Mr. Butler."

Karl called him with a respectful tone.

Egbert looked at him and said directly: "The Lord has ordered you to serve as Miss Melitoya's attendant. From today on, you will follow me to learn about the attendant aspect."

Hearing this, Karl guessed the reason. He paused and said, "Yes, thank you Lord for your kindness. I will definitely serve Miss Melitoya well."

Egbert looked unhappy. He stepped forward and stood less than half a meter away from Karl. He said in a majestic and dull voice: "You are from a slum. You should know what will happen to a dog that covets its master!"

"Yes, I know. Thanks to Mr. Butler for reminding me, I have never had any thoughts about Miss Melitoya." Karl replied calmly.

Egbert looked at him seriously and said nothing. After a long time, he spoke, "Let's get started. You'd better keep everything I say in mind and never forget it."

"I will, Mr. Butler."

——

There was no need for Ron to care about things at the night market, but a new problem arose in the territory, and this time it was Doctor White who came to see Ron.

"Lord, I really can't stand it anymore. Please think of a way!" Dr. White said with a cry.

Ron was very puzzled. In his impression, Dr. White was the kind of experienced pharmacist who was calm in the face of danger, calm in the face of trouble, and experienced.

What happened to force this old gentleman to do this?

He was about to ask why, when Princess Amelia walked into the office, seemingly wanting to see him for something. Seeing Ron busy, she sat aside and waited.

After hearing Ron's inquiry, Dr. White spoke eloquently.

Because the territory is now rich and the quality of life of the people in the territory has greatly improved, they are also concerned about future generations.

In recent months, the number of newborns in Arnold Territory has increased significantly. It does not mean that they can be born in a few months, but the survival rate!

Without good medical conditions in the past, even if a newborn was born, it would be difficult to survive.

But now, thanks to herbalists like Dr. White, newborn survival rates have greatly improved.

But it also hurts the experts.

"It's true that we are doctors who treat illnesses and save lives, but we are not professionals in this regard." Dr. White complained in embarrassment and distress.

Ron: "."

In fact, there is no need for Dr. White and others to have a normal natural birth, but pregnant women are generally too young and their lives are in danger. This is one of the reasons for the low survival rate of newborns.

Who is calling Dr. White and their medical skills? Originally, there was a case of a mother and child who should have died, but miraculously survived with the help of experts' wonderful rejuvenation. Now, whenever a family gives birth to a baby, they come to the experts.

"Okay, I understand. I will issue a new law later. Only those who are over sixteen years old can get married."

Ron thought for a while and said, and then briefly talked about the dangers of being young.

Originally, he set his age at eighteen or twenty, but considering that this is a world where extraordinary power exists and people's physiques are much better, he settled on sixteen.

Dr. White left with a heavy sigh of relief. Ron asked Joyce to draft the copy and publish it on the bulletin board the next day. After making arrangements, he looked at Amelia who was waiting and asked: "What did your Royal Highness come to see you for?" Something?"

"No, not anymore."

Amelia smiled lightly, then stood up and left without hesitation, leaving Ron with a puzzled look on his face.