Chapter 60

The Marquis was drunk and carried back to his room, but his majesty hasn't eaten yet.

The cook's skill is very good. He cooked the big fish he caught very delicious. Gray picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and tasted it carefully.

When he didn't pay attention, there was a mini table on the table not far from him. A green little guy looked at the things in front of him and showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

She slipped down from her seat quietly. She was stunned that no one found it. Even the maid who specially served her behind her and watched her all the time was suddenly distracted and didn't find her movements.

After the elf slipped down from his position, he turned into a green light and ran to gray. He lay his hands on the silver cup and buried his head in it.

Gray swallowed a mouthful of delicious fish and was about to drink wine. When he picked up the glass, he found that the weight of the glass was wrong. A little guy was lying on it and swallowing the wine in the glass.

As soon as Gray's face changed, he quickly picked up the little guy. Even the Marquis was drunk. How much can the little guy bear?

Sure enough, after the little guy was picked up, his face turned red, he hit his fingers with his fist and shouted to let go of her. She still wanted to drink.

"Fortunately, I'm just drunk. It seems very lively. It's no big deal." Gray shook his head. The little guy is really inconvenient.

"Mother, take your time. I'll take the little guy back to his room first and I'll be right back." Gray smiled at his mother and took the little guy out of his seat.

The Marquis nodded and tasted the wine and food gracefully. Since gray became a baron, she has begun to learn aristocratic etiquette, and now her manners are very appropriate.

Although gray didn't care about this, he felt that many nobles were dirtier than some local ruffians and hooligans in addition to their superficial etiquette.

But it didn't stop my mother from learning. My parents pay attention to this when they communicate with other nobles, otherwise they will feel impolite and humiliated.

Back in his room, gray threw the little guy directly onto the bed, then pulled down the curtain and tied it with a rope, so that the guy couldn't run out no matter how much he flew.

Let another maid watch here. Don't let anything happen to the little guy. Then he left.

After dinner with his mother, when gray came back here, the little guy was already lying on the bed and sleeping.

"You go out!" After sending the maid out, gray carefully picked up the elf and put it on the mini bed made for her by the pillow.

The little bed is pink and very girlish. Although the little guy protested and asked to change it to green, Gray said he had seen through the little guy's girlish heart and didn't promise.

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"I want to drink!"

Gray turned a deaf ear.

"I want to drink!"

Gray doesn't care.

"I want to drink!"

Gray pulled a handful from his head, grabbed some restless little guy, stuffed it into a small schoolbag and zipped it up.

"I want to drink!"

A familiar voice came from his head. Gray was stunned. He opened his small schoolbag and there was nothing in it. "How did you get out?"

"I want to drink!"

Gray thought for a moment, took a piece of chocolate from his backpack and handed it to him.

The elf thought and decided to choose chocolate between the wine he couldn't get and the chocolate he could get.

Gray looked ahead and was almost where the iron ore was.

Eugra stood at the entrance of the mine and watched them load the mined iron ore into cattle carts and transport it to the kingdom.

His Majesty's arrival did not disturb many people. Everyone was working in an orderly manner. Viscount UGRA accompanied him and reported the details of the mine to him.

"What is limiting your production capacity? Is there not enough manpower?" Gray asked that if there were insufficient manpower, there was no war in the country and the border was peaceful, he could send a team of 1000 people to mine and take turns with each other to ensure that every soldier could have the opportunity to engage in a glorious mining career.

"No, No." Viscount UGRA, who had been with his majesty for a long time, immediately understood that his Majesty was going to give play to some wonderful ideas, and quickly denied: "it has nothing to do with manpower. This vein is still in the primary stage of mining, and manpower is enough for the time being. The reason why the output is not much is that everyone is not skilled enough. When everyone is skilled, the output of iron ore can be increased by 30%

"Only when you are proficient can you increase 30%, that is, 400 kilograms of steel?"

I don't know why his majesty asked, but Viscount UGRA nodded honestly.

Although gray hasn't mined, he also feels that the output of 400 kg is still too low. He can't even reach 1000 kg, let alone the daily output he expected at the beginning is calculated by ton.

"I'll go in and have a look." Gray also knew that this was not yugra's problem, but the technical limitation of this era, so he planned to go to the mine in person.

It was a little dark in the mine. There were oil lamps hanging all the way. Gray took out the sword in the lake from his backpack and lit it as a light tube in his hand.

Now the mine is not deep enough. Before gray went far, he saw a group of people digging with shovels and some carrying out the excavated iron ore.

Gray: "... And..."

Is mining shovel serious? Are you playing me on purpose?

"Well, let's go out." Gray didn't look any more. When the workers saw him coming in, they all trembled with fear that he would settle accounts in the autumn.

"You did a good job. You don't have to treat these people badly. You can even tell them that as long as they work hard and perform well, I can forgive their crimes, let them restore their civilian status, and give them some money rewards."

Out of the mine, gray explained.

Most of the workers here are aristocrats involved in rebellion. He didn't kill them before, but he didn't treat them as a hidden danger. Now he doesn't mind giving them hope and letting them work well.

"I thank his majesty for their kindness." UGRA is unwilling to do so. How can treason be pardoned? It's not too much to kill them all. They should be grateful if they can survive. They don't need any preferential treatment.

But he is very smart and will not raise an objection at this time. He only needs to let these people be pardoned without enough credit, or let the pardoned people be those who sincerely repent and are willing to serve his majesty.

After gray left here, instead of going back to the palace, he came to the military factory belonging to the army and drew the design drawings of hoes and pickaxes.

Don't ask why they don't even have hoes here. They plough the land by a rake, not a plow or hoe.

Greben wanted to design the plow, but after careful reflection, he found that he couldn't draw it. He only had a vague impression. He'd better go to another world next time and let others draw or directly bring a prototype back to the blacksmiths for reference.

"Your Majesty, we will make these two things you want as quickly as possible. We have never seen them before. I'm afraid it will take a little longer."

"How long will it take?"

"Three days?" The blacksmith said uncertainly. He was afraid that gray was not satisfied with the time.

"OK, I'll give you three days. In three days, I'll check whether your work is qualified or not."

Gray left after saying that. Although he wanted to increase the iron ore production, there was no urgent need for iron ore, so he didn't have to rush. He just arranged the task to ensure that this technology could appear.

After they are proficient, they can send several people to teach the folk blacksmiths and improve the productivity of the folk.