Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"feasible."

Baird thought for a while and answered immediately.

In fact, he prefers the eighty-two ratio for storage, but since his superior has made it clear, as a subordinate, it is not easy to refute.

Besides, storing an extra layer of supplies also provides an extra layer of protection, so there is no loss.

"That's it. I'll leave it to you to plan the general warehouse in the castle. In addition, you have to be responsible for the construction of the Lake of Prayer for Stars. I'm busy with official duties, so I won't keep you here."

"Yes, my lord."

As quickly as he came, he left as quickly as he came. In less than ten minutes, Baird left the hall.

At this moment, a guard entered the hall, knelt down on one knee, and reported respectfully: "My lord, Sir Knight Raimundo asks to see you."

"Let him in."

Verin, who was about to leave, immediately sat down again and gave instructions to the soldiers.

Not long after, a young man wearing brown linen clothes entered the hall and leaned down to salute. Weilin was stunned for a moment.

"Raimondo, why...why are you dressed like this."

Raimundo looked at his own attire and immediately replied: "My lord, your wealth should not be exposed. As a businessman, the first thing to do is to keep a low profile, so as to avoid becoming a fat sheep of other forces."

"You're right." Weilin covered his forehead and replied.

As a noble, his thinking has not yet changed, so he feels strange.

Raimondo then began to report on his work.

"My lord, this time we are going on a trade trip, we have ten carriages to pull the goods, and two carriages carry the living supplies needed by the caravan. Therefore, the cargo that can be carried is twelve tons. My subordinates choose two tons of finely processed mineral salt, and two tons of rough-processed mineral salt. Six tons, and the remaining cargo consisted of three hundred and twenty animal skins, one hundred and twenty folding chairs, and six thousand pounds of jicama.”

"Go down and get ready and we'll leave early tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

After Raimundo left, Verin looked at his clothes and immediately asked his servant to fetch a piece of linen clothing.

……

On the muddy road in Cadro Province, among Raimundo's caravan, Verin sat bored on the roof of a carriage, looking at the desolate scenes along the way.

"There are still more than twenty kilometers away from the first location, Grosvenor Barony."

Looking at the markings on the roadside, Verin took out the map of Cardro Province from his arms and looked at the six places outlined on it, which were the six relatively prosperous noble territories that the trade route passed through.

"Try to complete it within two months." After putting away the map, Weilin lay on the roof of the car, looked at the gloomy sky, and muttered to himself.

The development of trade routes this time is not just about simply following the planned trade route, but also includes visiting local nobles, getting to know each other, communicating, and establishing personal relationships.

More than an hour later, a small city appeared in front of everyone.

At the entrance of the city gate, hundreds of civilians and businessmen were queuing up, waiting to enter the city.

The Grosvenor Barony, led by the Grosvenor family, is a small family that was founded less than a hundred years ago and lasted for three generations. The only territory the family owns is this 3,000 square kilometers of land.

Thanks to its strategic location and location on a major transportation thoroughfare, it is a relatively prosperous trading town in the surrounding area. Seven or eight noble families and many pioneering lords from the surrounding area will come here to conduct transactions.

After inspection, the caravan successfully entered the small town.

As soon as he entered the city, the stench that assaulted his nostrils made Weilin cover his mouth and nose.

Garbage, urine and faeces are dumped haphazardly on the streets.

"Sir, do you need shoes?" A small vendor ran to the caravan holding several pairs of high heels and sold them carefully.

When Raimondo heard what the other party said, he subconsciously looked at Weilin who was sitting on the roof of the car.

"You are the caravan leader and you make your own decisions."

"Yes."

Raimondo turned to look at the vendor and asked, "How much does a pair cost?"

Seeing that there was business, the vendor said respectfully: "Sir, these high heels can prevent you from stepping on the filth in the city. A pair only costs five copper coins."

After thinking about it, Raimondo took out a silver coin from his pocket and gave it to the vendor.

"I want all the shoes in your hands, and with the remaining money, I can hire you as a tour guide for a few days. Are you willing?"

"Yes, yes, sir, yes, little one."

The vendor took the silver coins, put them in the inner pocket of his clothes, handed all ten pairs of high heels to the caravan guard next to him, and quickly assumed the role of tour guide.

"Sir, my name is Tom. Please give me your instructions."

"Take us to the area where the carriages are parked first." Raimondo thought for a while and decided to find a place for the caravan to stay, and then went to hand over greeting cards to the nobles here.

As for the sale of goods, if you establish a connection with the nobles here, you won't be afraid of not being able to sell them.

"My lord, please follow me."

Later, the caravan followed Tom, a local merchant, to the place where the caravan was specifically stationed.

After all the equipment was ready, Raimundo recruited a caravan guard.

"Take this letter and the family crest and follow Tom to deliver a greeting to Baron Grosvenor here."

"Yes, my lord."

The caravan guard took the letter and Jiahui and followed the small merchant to the small castle in the city.

……

In the small castle in the center of the small town, Duke, the current patriarch of the Grosvenor family and the second son of Baron Grosvenor, was shirtless, waving the knight's sword in his hand, practicing his skills.

"The Bronze Knight is an intermediate level, I don't know when I can break through to the high level."

My own talent is limited and I can only make up for it through hard work.

When he stopped training and was about to take a short rest, the steward of the castle came in and reported: "Young Master, a nobleman sent someone to hand over a greeting card. He is one of the families that the master asked us to focus on. "

Duke stopped, turned around and asked, "Yes, that family."

"It's the Akers family, probably the pioneer knight from the nearby border." The butler answered truthfully.

"Accept the invitation and go to the main castle outside the city to inform my father."

"Yes, Master."

After the butler left, Duke wiped the sweat from his body and ordered the servants to start cleaning up and decorating the place, while others went to collect information.

Soon, a knight attendant rode a fast horse towards the castle twenty kilometers north of the small town.

As night approached, a majestic middle-aged man and several guards visited the small town of Grosvenor overnight.

"Father."

At the entrance to the castle, Duke, wearing a silk robe, bowed and saluted.

"Duke, how's it going?"

Facing his father's questioning, Duke recounted the information he had investigated in just three hours during the day.

"Father, the other party is stationed in Xicheng District and will come to visit at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. In addition, their caravan's goods include..."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.

"You did a good job. Now you have canceled all those spies."

"Yes, father."