Chapter 1014: Chapter 623, Regular Matters to be Discussed Later
From above explained loudly, Browning below however, had already become somewhat dazed.
School? Teacher?
Unlike those who momentarily couldn’t understand the usefulness of establishing a school.
Browning was the first to realize the audacity of Lyss City.
And Mrs. Rebecca’s ambition.
This was challenging the entire nobility’s power, how dared she do so.
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Establishing a school, making knowledge no longer exclusive to nobility; wasn’t this a challenge to the authority of all nobility?
“Dear, what’s wrong?”
Seeing Browning spacing out, the woman beside him asked softly.
“Do you think the school needs an art teacher?” Browning suddenly asked.
“Hmm? Probably not, right? Didn’t they say it’s mainly about literacy and accounting? I don’t think painting would be necessary!” the woman spoke softly.
Then, she understood the implication in Browning’s words and exclaimed in surprise, “You want to be a teacher?”
“If I could have this stable job, we could be together every day,” Browning tightened his grip on the woman’s hand again.
The woman’s cheeks turned red, and she softly cursed but held the man even tighter.
Browning was a well-known painter in the city.
Especially after becoming the exclusive painter for the Bone Textile Store, his reputation grew somewhat.
But the demand for paintings in the city was still limited, and the business was sometimes good and sometimes bad, making the quality of life unstable.
If he could become a teacher.
He would have a stable job.
Outside of teaching, it wouldn’t interfere with his work painting portraits for the noble lords.
A situation that served two purposes at once.
Moreover, he wasn’t worried about the nobility making things difficult for him; after all, painting didn’t involve their power.
After confirming the recruitment information again.
Browning, embracing the woman’s waist, said, “Let’s go, let’s head home.”
“Not drinking anymore?”
“No more, I need to prepare, tomorrow I’m going to the City Lord’s mansion for an interview,” he said.
Meanwhile, throughout the city’s taverns, everyone was paying attention to this matter.
People were discussing and analyzing it.
Aside from the commoners, the nobles who had received the news were also surprised by Rebecca’s decision.
How dared she oppose the entire nobility.
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The next morning.
Anjia got up very early.
Last night’s banquet had satisfied her vanity.
She had even decided to celebrate her birthday on this day every year from now on.
After getting up.
Anjia started her morning exercises with her maids, including the recently returned Millie and the Blackfoot Cat Lorrey.
After a morning run, they trained at the Blackstone training ground amidst laughter.
With the aid of potions, and the boost from the Blackstone training ground.
The maids’ improvement speed was expected to see a significant increase.
On Fang Hao’s side.
After breakfast, he went to see again the still-punished Sea Tribe Snake Woman.
The Snake Woman’s condition was still very weak, but she was not in any life-threatening danger.
Even as a magical hero, her physique was still much stronger than ordinary people.
On the way back.
Fang Hao glanced at the accompanying Demitrija and said, “I have no plans to go out today, later we’ll get an item list from Doujin and go talk to ‘Holy Era’ about the trade between the two sides.”
Demitrija and the Lizardmen Queen had mutual fondness for each other.
Fang Hao also thought about creating some opportunities for them to interact.
Plus, he couldn’t always expect the Lizardmen Queen to take the initiative to seek out Demitrija; this side also needed to be more proactive.
So as not to make her think this side too proud and difficult to approach.
“Understood, my lord, do I need to be aware of anything regarding the price list?” Demitrija asked.
Fang Hao shook his head, “No, just casually discuss with them, the specifics will be handled by Doujin and his team later.”
“Yes, my lord.”
After returning to the manor, Demitrija prepared briefly, then directly went to the Lizardmen’s territory via the Teleportation Array.
Under the oak tree, Fang Hao lounged in his chair, looking at the newly exchanged novel in his hands.
Having been out for so long, he had accumulated quite a lot of content that he could now enjoy all at once.
After reading for a while.
Footsteps sounded from outside the door.
He lifted his head to see the tavern keeper, Winnie, looking around curiously as she approached.
Full of curiosity.
“Innkeeper, what are you looking at? You look like a thief,” Fang Hao asked with a smile.
The maids, including Eira, had gone to the training ground with Anjia.
The entire manor was empty, virtually deserted.
“This place, it’s like a garden; I’ve never seen it before,” Winnie sat down beside him.
She was staying temporarily in the city, living in the area reserved for maids.
It was her first time seeing the back yard of the manor.
“Why didn’t you go train with Anjia? If you become a hero, not only would your life be extended, but you would also have your own house and wouldn’t need to live in a dormitory anymore,” Fang Hao continued.
Whether it’s the rabbit women or the humans like Winnie, training to become a hero was the best option.
Fang Hao was continuously trying to motivate them.
Strive to have more heroes appear.
“I’ll go back to training soon,” Winnie sat down beside him and then said, “Last time, you mentioned about starting a store in Silver Wing City. How’s that going?”
Oh! So that was what she was asking about.
It seemed that Winnie was not content just sitting around and wanted to find something to do.
“That matter is almost settled; I’ll ask now,” Fang Hao said.
Fang Hao took out the Sound-transmitting Shell to contact Rebecca and asked, “How’s the situation with the shop in Silver Wing City? Any updates from that side?”
Soon, Rebecca’s voice came from the other side.
“Dordy has already handed over three shops.”
Fang Hao thought for a moment and said, “Oh good, tell the councilor in Lyss City that I’ll arrange for someone to pick two this afternoon.”
“Okay, got it.”
After putting down the Sound-transmitting Shell, the already delighted expression on Winnie’s face was evident.
She had heard their conversation just now and was indeed going to open a store in Silver Wing City.
“Alright, you heard it. We’ll head back in a bit to get ready. I’ll take you to Silver Wing City to open your store,” Fang Hao said with a smile.
“That’s wonderful,” Winnie exclaimed.
“About the tavern, there’s not much competition there, too many of them, let’s start with a hotpot restaurant instead,” Fang Hao continued after a thought.
The hotpot restaurant was market-tested in Pruell City and Lyss City and was very well-received by the public.
The taste was good, and the prices weren’t outrageously high.
Ordinary people could also afford to go there occasionally to improve their meals.
“Yeah, I was thinking that too. What about the staff? Should we pick them from here, or hire locals?” Winnie asked again.
“I’ll arrange it when the time comes; hiring locals means we’ll need to train them, which could be troublesome.”
In Silver Wing City, there were many transmigrators who had given up on the city and settled down there.
They would also take up jobs.
Fang Hao then thought, maybe he could hire some of these transmigrators.
It provided them with stable jobs, and they were somewhat familiar with hotpots too.
“Alright, I’ll start with the store’s renovation when I get there, and you can arrange the personnel,” Winnie said.
“Sure!” The two quickly settled the plan for the hotpot restaurant.
They briefly fell into silence.
Winnie’s cheeks were slightly reddened.
She continued, “Fang Hao, are you tired? Can I give you a massage?”
Recalling their last somewhat intimate massage session in Winnie’s room,
Fang Hao’s heart was stirred.
“Ah, sure.”
Both had the same idea and were just finding a reason to continue.
“Here?” When she saw that he didn’t move, Winnie became a bit curious.
“Let’s go, to my room,” he suggested.
Fang Hao took her hand and made his way upstairs.
Winnie was keen on the idea, but getting suddenly pulled into the room still left her somewhat flustered.
Her heart was pounding.
The entire lord’s mansion was very quiet.
In the room.
Fang Hao held her hand and sat down at the bedside, smilingly asked, “How do you prefer it, lying down or on your stomach?”
“On my stomach!” Winnie responded.
Fang Hao obediently lay down at the edge of the bed, facing to one side.
Winnie sat on the edge of the bed.
Her gaze fell directly on her round, flattened buttocks.
“Madam, you’re looking more and more… attractive,” Fang Hao wanted to say voluptuous, but felt it was inappropriate and changed to attractive instead.
Delighted inside, Winnie opened her mouth but didn’t say anything.
She simply placed her hands on Fang Hao’s back and started to gently knead.
The massage wasn’t just idle talk from Winnie; she truly had some skills.
The pressure was quite apt, and it was very comforting.
Comfort spread from his back and legs.
Fang Hao casually rested his palm on Winnie’s round and elastic thighs.
“What are your plans for training? Business can be handled by others, but training shouldn’t stop,” Fang Hao rubbed back and forth with his hand.
Winnie’s face grew redder, and she replied, “I’ll get the store running first. Once it’s stable, I won’t need to stay there every day, so it won’t interfere with training.”
“Yeah, having a plan is good,” Fang Hao nodded and touched her slightly flabby belly, teasingly said, “Madam, this part is so soft.”
Winnie glared at him, and her hands pressed a bit harder, but Fang Hao was physically very strong.
She could knead all she wanted; it didn’t really hurt him.
It actually felt pretty nice.
Instead, it made Winnie’s fingers a bit sore.
“Alright, turn over,” Winnie lightly tapped him again.
Fang Hao lay on his back, but he was in no mood to have her continue the massage.
Tugging her gently, Winnie’s body leaned forward, resting against his chest.
With an unfazed expression, Fang Hao said, “Eira and the others might come back anytime, a proper massage can wait until later.”
Saying this, he then unfastened a button at Winnie’s neckline.
Known as the Red Rose of the commoner district, Winnie naturally had an impeccable appearance and figure.
Although her bust wasn’t as exaggerated as Rebecca’s, it was still plump and tight.
Undoing a button quickly created a gap, revealing a white silk garment underneath,
and on the garment, a red petal embroidery.
“Ah!”