Chapter 44: The Golden Collar of Another World (Part 2)

"Dunk, Cummins, what do you think?" Ge Zheng asked the opinions of his two servants. The two were obviously stunned. They never expected that such a major resolution would ask for their opinions. Dunke was a little unresponsive. This was a big matter of more than one million gold coins. The master actually asked me! I am just a villager, and the master actually valued me so much...

Ge Zheng does not have the hierarchy concept of people in this world. Dunk and Cummins are also members of his current big family. He would not think that these gold coins are all their own, so he can just make his own decisions.

Dunke held his hands excitedly and said tremblingly: "Master, you can just make the decision on anything. If you need to be honest, you can just give me a command. Dunke will do his best to satisfy you!"

Cummins and Dunk had different thoughts. Now he really felt that he was Ge Zheng's accountant, not just as simple as accounting, but also had certain financial power! Cummins felt a sense of responsibility in his heart, and he really thought about it seriously. Unfortunately, he did not come to a conclusion in the end: "Sir, I have no objection to this." He could not tell whether the sales plan in the early days was good or bad, so he could only make no evaluation.

"Since no one objected..." Before Ge Zheng finished speaking, Solgevellen was unhappy: "Hey, what about me, why did you abandon me habitually?"

Ge Zheng had no intention of "abandoning" at all, but Solgwilen thought of his lover again.

"Oh, I really forgot you." Ge Zheng said with a smile. Solgevellen was hit hard: I just took someone's riding beast, but I forgot him in a blink of an eye. Sir, you really have a conscience.

"Okay, just say anything if you have any opinions." Ge Zheng said.

Solgwiren disagreed from the bottom of his heart. He felt that his wisdom must be the highest among this group of people. How could Norrow's plan work? After all, it should be that the wisest dragon himself made the perfect plan.

He opened his mouth and was about to object, but his eyes rolled around and looked around. No one opposed it. He finally built a little "popularity" in this big family with the help of riding beasts. It cannot be offset by impulse. He slapped his mouth: "I have no objection, either."

"Okay," Ge Zheng announced loudly: "This matter is settled, and everything is left to Norodun."

Norrodon was overjoyed.

Ge Zheng flipped his wrist and two crystal cards appeared: "Norodun, there are two crystal cards here. One has 10,000 gold coins, which is your salary for three months. The other has 50,000 gold coins, which is the only one to use as startup capital. If it is not enough, you come and ask me again."

Norodom quickly waved his hand: "Master, you are as kind as a mountain to me. Besides, I will eat and drink with you in the future. I must not ask for this money..."

"Hold it." Ge Zheng stuffed it into his hand: "The salary must be paid, and the account must be calculated one by one." Ge Zheng said in a heartbeat, so he took this opportunity to completely eliminate the free rice ball. "You have to pay 100 gold coins for food and drink every month. The hard work fee of Honest Dunker is 200 gold coins, a total of 300, isn't it expensive, right?"

Gronia immediately responded: "Then I'll hand it over too!" She was a little embarrassed. Now she only has 300 gold coins, so she can eat and drink with justice. Gronia is of course willing.

Ge Zheng glanced at the other two people, and Dinola hurriedly said, "I am your bodyguard. You didn't pay me my salary. Did you offset the food expenses?" Ge Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Does my skills be protected? You eat, live, and want to blackmail my works. Does this account need to be carefully settled in the friendly purpose of mutual cooperation?"

"This..." Dino shrank his neck and turned his fingers: "I'll hand it..." Dinola thought in her mind that her small vault might not last long.

Solgwiren is worthy of being a wise dragon and immediately said, "I can use a beast to pay the bill." Everyone in the room knew that he was poor and innocent.

Solgwilen felt at this moment that perhaps the same people's hobbies of collecting glittering items were not harmful or beneficial.

...

"The Third Prince." A middle-aged man drooped in: "The people sent to Obama City are back."

In the house, a red tent fell on the figure, and the wooden bed below squeaked and shook. The figure seemed to have not heard his report, the battle continued, and the gasped loudly! Sweat had soaked the tent, a little shiny, and the bumps were like a horse piercing through a gun.

The woman under him had already lost consciousness in the storm, but the figure did not feel pity at all. It was not until he made a muffled groan like an old cow that he suddenly stepped forward, and his sun roots pulled out from under the female body, bringing out a dirty blood red.

When the third prince landed on the ground, he stepped on the chair and the chair fell over. The cloak that hit it seemed like a dark cloud fell on him. "What's the result?" The third prince never asked about the process.

The middle-aged man lowered his hands and said, "The Third Prince forgives his crime."

"Hmph!" Before the third prince could vent his sweat on his head, a trace of hostility had already appeared on the Manchu face: "A bunch of waste!" he said gritting his teeth.

Middle-aged people don’t say much, they just ask for love.

"However, they are not without gain. They have found one of the most likely identities of the man," the middle-aged man added.

"What is the identity? Tell me quickly!" The third prince seemed a little impatient. It was precisely because he was so violent when facing his closest confidant.

"Ge Zheng, the most popular alchemist under the Grand Duke of Maris." said the middle-aged man: "He has left Obama City and arrived at the royal city with the Duchy's mission."

"Maris..." The third prince showed a strange smile on his face: "So it's an old acquaintance, haha, this time, I see how you fly out of my palm!"

"Send someone to bring the alchemist back to me." The third prince ordered casually.

The middle-aged man withdrew his hands, and the third prince said it lightly, but he could not take it lightly. He trained several of the people under his command, and he was very cautious and meticulous in his work. The third prince naturally knew that these talents were hard-earned, so although he was angry, he did not punish him in vain.

These people lost in Obama City, but also brought back Ge Zheng's detailed information. There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of those who are interested. Although Ge Zheng concealed it well most of the time, there is no airtight wall in the world, and some of his information was still obtained.

The middle-aged man knew that this alchemist was definitely a character and could not be taken lightly.

He looked back at the room. The third prince who had just vented, leaned on the chair and fell asleep tiredly. The gorgeous black cloak was draped on his body, showing his extraordinary identity. But his face in his sleep was full of tiredness and fatigue. The middle-aged man sighed secretly: Everyone is rich and noble, and how many people can know that the emperor's sword is hanging on the way. The third prince was the one he grew up with since childhood. He was not a tyrannical person, but the child grew up and the pressure was getting greater and greater. If he was not fierce, others would be fierce to him. He was not violent, and others had already stepped on him. Perhaps only female lust can make the tight string in his heart slightly relaxed.

Middle-aged people are helpless, who told you to be born in the imperial family?

...

"My master, it's early!"

There are three days left before the Royal Challenge, and Dirkmont came to find Ge Zheng early this morning. Ge Zheng saw his red face and smiled and congratulated him: "It seems that Lord Viscount has already performed the new Warcraft Knight skills. This time, I am determined to win the Royal Challenge!"

"Hahaha..." Dirkmont laughed and said with his arms: "It's not because of the master's help. But I'm here today, and there's one more thing to help the master."

Ge Zheng said: "If you have anything, just talk." Dirkmont said: "I knew the master would not disappoint me."

"Now that the Royal Challenge is about to start, some masters of level in the royal city have been hired to be trainers. I started a little later and I can no longer find any masters. I heard that there is a female hero in the Master's Mansion who has a superb sword technique. I asked the Master to lend her to me and accompany me to practice for a few days of actual combat. How about it?"

Ge Zheng frowned. It was not that he refused to help, but that Deckmont's "borrow" made him sound very uncomfortable.

After all, Dirkmont is a member of the royal family and still maintains a deep noble mind. In his opinion, everything in the family belongs to the master, so Dinola's right to belong must be Ge Zheng. A woman is not much different from a thing, but it is relatively expensive.

"I have no objection to this, but I have to see her own opinion." Ge Zheng said. Dirkmont glanced at him strangely, but didn't say much.

Dinola was worried about the food expenses of 300 gold coins a month. Although she had a little savings, she could not live in vain. It just so happened that Dequemont sent a profitable deal, with a reward of 500 gold coins a day in three days.

"Of course I did it!" Dinola wanted to pull out the knife and start working now.

"Okay, thank you, Miss. Dirkmont will go back and prepare. Miss clean up and stop and you can come over." Dirkmont saw that Ge Zheng's attitude towards Dinola was a little different, so he was much more polite to Dinola in his words.

He always had dirty thoughts of nobles in his heart. Before leaving, he glanced at Dinola and Ge Zheng through the crack in the door, and laughed in his heart: Does Master Ge like this tone?

Dinola made a little preparation, took out the leather armor that she had not worn for several days, and changed it to Ge Zheng in front of her. Although she was still wearing a small suit, Dinola's figure could not cover anything. Two pieces of cloth could only block the two red beans on her chest, and the upper and lower half were round and full. Ge Zheng couldn't help swallowing. It was a waste of this woman being a man.

"Pa" Dinola casually hung the knife on her back, holding Ge Zheng's shoulder with one hand, and using a toothpick to pick her teeth with a toothpick without any grace. Ge Zheng immediately woke up: a man's wife is a man's wife, and he will never become a sexy goddess.

"Sir, I want to go to the training of the cavalry with Dirkmont." She didn't talk to Ge Zheng for so kindness, so how could Ge Zheng not understand her thoughts?
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