[First chapter today, second chapter will be posted tonight. Then, at 12 o 'clock, another chapter will be added.]
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GOR Chapter 47: A Hot Potato in the Secret Room
He had accidentally obtained Yao yao. What could this kind of thing do in this world?
Make guns and run? Lead the trend of the times and push this era of cold weapons into the era of hot weapons?
What a joke!
Du Wei was not stupid enough to think that he could make hot weapons just because he had mastered hot weapons. First, what is the point of making weapons? Coup d 'état? War? Du Wei had no interest in that. Second, is it that easy to make hot weapons? Forget about guns … in his previous life, after China invented hot weapons, they only knew how to use them on fireworks for a long time.
Are hot weapons that easy to make? Be it guns or cannons, forget about the entire gun, even the simplest gun barrel was something Du Wei could not make.
Not to mention, this is a magical world! In this world, even if you have guns and cannons, they may not be as useful as magic.
The simplest low-level magician, as long as he knows the Wind Elemental Flight Spell, can use the simplest fireball spell …
As long as such a low-level magician flies up and throws down a fireball, he can basically be seen as a humanoid Apache helicopter!
Under such circumstances, if you use a bit of hot weapons and rough technology to make a few cannons … what advantage do you have?
What is the point of having hot weapons?
Du Wei's thoughts were very simple: Make money!
Du Wei who was getting more and more accustomed to this world, after creating the McDonald's Fleet, the Black Pearl, and Captain Jack Sparrow … he gradually began to take the initiative to have some interest in this world.
Some interest outside of magic.
Since he couldn't go back … then, he had to play some tricks.
Even the powerful devil's servant couldn't send him back, so Du-Wei basically gave up. As for Du Wei who had opened up his heart … once the mischievous thoughts in his heart began to unfold, it was difficult to estimate what kind of waves it would set off.
At least for now, his mind was filled with 'ideas' that would scare the poor old housekeeper out of his wits.
After returning to the castle, Du Wei first summoned his most valued servant, Mard. Mard was in charge of Du Wei's private vault. When he was kicked out of the imperial capital, the 1,000 gold coins that the countess had given him were still in the hands of this servant.
"How much money do we have?" Du Wei asked simply.
"Eight hundred and ninety-two gold coins," Damien replied quickly. Pausing for a moment, the loyal servant added, "Because of the building you built and the things you bought, we have already received a few months' worth of pocket money in advance. But from this month onwards, your pocket money has been stopped, so we can only make up for the difference from our own pockets."
Mard's voice was filled with resentment, which was mainly directed at the old butler, Hill. It seemed that the former coachman had been oppressed by the old butler.
"Moreover, we can't expect to get a single copper coin from the butler within a year." Du Wei sighed.
"Isn't that so!" Mard was a little depressed, "Young master, I think you should think of something … … The count is too harsh on you. After all, you are still a child, and this time, you can't be blamed. Do you want to be kidnapped? I have an idea … … "
"What?"
Mard rolled his eyes and whispered, "In two months, it will be the countess's birthday. If you send a gift back to the imperial capital and write a letter to the madam, as long as the madam helps you to plead with the count … … Perhaps, your ban can be lifted in advance. "
Du Wei nodded, "Good idea, my dear Mard. This is a good idea. Even if I don't plead, I should do something for my mother's birthday … … But, what kind of gift can I buy with 800 gold coins? "
Mard was speechless. This was far beyond the former horsekeeper's ability to think.
Du Wei didn't intend to let the horsekeeper continue to contribute his wisdom. He patted Mard's shoulder, "Well, I have my own ideas, but thank you for your reminder. Now, I need you to do something for me."
Du Wei quickly made a list and handed it to Mard.
"Help me buy everything on the list … … In addition, I need the craftsmen on the list."
Ma De took the list and scanned through it. After doing some calculations in his mind, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "Young master … If we buy all of these things and hire these craftsmen … I'm afraid we won't have much money left …" Ma De thought.
In fact, Mard was already very conservative. In fact, what he wanted to say was "I'm afraid we won't have a single copper coin left!"
Du Wei smiled confidently, "Mard, do as I say. Don't worry, we will be very rich in the future, very very rich! But … … I have a large sum of money outside, and I can't count on it for the next two months. But my mother's birthday is two months later, so I have to think of a way. Well, go! "
What should he do? If he could wait for three months, the McDonald's Fleet's plan would be completed, and he would have a large sum of gold coins.
But now, he didn't have any cash on hand!
As for the secret room below the study … … Du Wei had already gone in last night to take a look.
Can you guess what's inside?
It wasn't gold or gems … … It was something that made Du Wei dizzy! There was no doubt that those things were very valuable. But … … it would be difficult to sell them in such a short period of time.
For example, a set of warrior's armor that was sewn with more than 300 high-quality gems and pierced with gold thread! This kind of thing was worthless in battle, but as a work of art, it was priceless!
This kind of thing couldn't be sold in the small cities on the Rollin Plain, and could only be sold in the big cities like Port York or the Imperial Capital.
Of course, if Duwei was really in need of money, he could just dismantle that thing and take out a small piece of the gem and sell it. But then, he would have destroyed a piece of art that was shockingly valuable! Of course, Du Wei wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Another example was a ceremonial crown that was carved out of a complete piece of the highest quality natural amethyst! That was four hundred years ago, when the Empire was at its peak, and the Emperor at that time gathered many skilled craftsmen to make it. The crown was inlaid with twenty-nine high-quality magic gems, and a thorny flower made from dissolved mithril. The flower petals were inlaid with a large rhombus diamond!
This wasn't the first time Du Wei saw this crown. He had seen a picture of it in a book before.
Legend has it that this priceless crown was a gift from the Emperor back then to the new Pope of the Temple of Light of the continent at that time for his coronation!
Unfortunately, in the war between the different races in the north of the continent, which was also the time when the Rowling family rose to power and obtained the entire Rollin Plain as their fief …
This crown that had been kept in the Light Shrines was mysteriously lost!
This incident was seen as one of the biggest disgraces of the Light Shrines for hundreds of years! The Pope's coronation crown was lost! In the hundreds of years that followed, every Pope who succeeded to the throne would make finding the coronation crown one of the wishes passed down from generation to generation.
Let's ask, would Du Wei dare to sell such a thing for money?
He was afraid that if he sold it on the first day, the Shrines' Knight Regiment would come knocking on his door the next day!
In that secret room, Saimel had left a total of nineteen pieces of collectibles! Every one of them was worth hundreds of millions of gold, but he couldn't sell them!
In fact, last night when he saw the room full of hot stuff, Du Wei was daydreaming for a while … What kind of woman was Saimel in the past?
Where did she get these things from?!
However, when he asked the replica Saimel beside him, she didn't know anything. This was because her replica didn't have any information about these things.
Therefore, even though Du Wei had obtained nineteen priceless treasures, he was still worried about money in the short term.
He wasn't short of money, but he lacked some emergency liquidity.
After some calculations, he gave the remaining eight hundred gold coins to Mard to purchase. In the next three months, Du Wei, the dignified eldest son of the Count, the young master of the Rollin family, didn't have a single copper coin in his pocket.
After some calculations, the magic experiments, the configuration of the magic potions, the refinement of the plants, these were all consumables that needed to be constantly purchased and replenished.
How could he find a way to get one or two thousand gold coins to deal with the emergency?
During the whole lunch time, Du Wei was thinking of ways to make money. Lunch was quite good, a few pieces of fried tender foie gras, roasted golden bread, and a bowl of fragrant seafood soup … Obviously, the old butler didn't make things difficult for Du Wei other than strictly following the Count's order to impose a financial blockade on him. He also took care of his taste in food. The foie gras and seafood that Du Wei liked to eat were not cheap, but the old butler didn't dare to treat Du Wei harshly.
After lunch, Du Wei drank some tea. In this world, there was no coffee, but there was tea. However, the habit of drinking tea was quite different from Du Wei's previous world. The nobles liked to put a little bit of honey or gum in their tea … There were also some with unique tastes who liked to put a little bit of mustard in their tea.
Of course, the taste of tea in this world was also stronger than in his previous world.
After drinking a small cup of honey red tea, Du Wei saw the old butler rushing over.
The old butler, Hill, was now very dissatisfied with this young master! He had actually destroyed an oil painting that had been kept for two hundred years! God! Didn't he know that the oil painting was a portrait of the Rowling family's ancestors? Didn't he know how many years the oil painting had been through?
He actually burned it!!
The old butler, Hill, who was responsible for guarding the Rowling family's property, was very dissatisfied with this young master's prodigal actions! He had already prepared to write this in the letter to the Imperial Capital!
"Young master, do you have any other orders?" The old butler's attitude was respectful, but his tone was a bit cold.
"Is it, as long as I don't leave the castle, I can do anything here, right?" Du Wei asked.
"… Yes." When the old butler answered, his heart was inevitably a bit uneasy … What does this young master want to do?
"Very good, I need a maid who can sew. Also … bring my horse to the door. "
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