Chapter 218： Go to banquet three

"Earl Greyman, Earl Gardner, how are those things of yours made? I am willing to spend a lot of money to buy related technologies."

Finally someone asked.

"Me too. Our family still has some savings. The price we offer will definitely satisfy you."

With the first, there is the second.

They also sent people to Arda to inquire about related technologies, but Arda was extremely strict with each factory and the workers inside.

The production process is divided into several parts in the factory, and a worker is only responsible for a small part of it, and very few people can get a glimpse of the whole picture. Those who have this qualification are all supported by high salaries, and their people and their families also live in special areas that are strictly protected.

So far they have only found a little bit of information, for example, papermaking seems to be related to wood, and porcelain seems to be made of clay.

Although Cecil, the intelligence director, does not manage the intelligence department as well as in other time-travel novels, he still does a good job in keeping his own secrets. But having said that, the surrounding lords don't have any underground power that can be used, and everyone is pecking at each other on the "secret front".

Mellon was at a loss and stared blankly at Paul, waiting for him to make up his mind.

"Uh... everyone..."

Paul pondered for a while, and now he is still undecided whether to open the technology to the outside world. Since the success of blast furnace ironmaking, he has pursued a higher level of pursuit, and he has not paid much attention to industries such as papermaking and canning. And don't want to spend too much to keep their secrets. As I thought before, these things will spread out sooner or later.

However, even if the two places of Arda and Bairdin have not formed an absolute advantage over the surrounding territories, in this chaotic world, big fists are the last word, and some self-protection capital must be saved first.

"Everyone, we have a patent system there. The ability to use these technologies for others is subject to the authorization of the inventor."

"Patent? Aren't you the lord of Arda? Do you still have to look at others?"

"This... After all, we need to talk about some rules. It's not convenient to talk about this here. If you are interested, welcome to Huxin Town as a guest. Let's sit down and talk slowly."

The lords saw that Paul didn't say anything dead, and knew that there was great hope for this matter, and there were so many people here, it was really not a place for business talks. It is better for fewer people to know about good things, and it is enough for a few neighbors to communicate with each other.

"Okay, okay, let's go back and talk slowly! Little brother Paul, little brother Mellon, drink! Drink!"

The smiling people moved to other topics and started talking.

"Duke Ferdinand~to—"

"The Earl of Kent~to—"

There was a loud roll call outside the door, the voice was several times louder than that of other people, and the owner of this birthday party finally came.

The entire hall fell silent, and everyone calmly waited for the arrival of the largest vassal in the northwest of the kingdom.

A trembling figure walked in slowly, supported by a servant.

The current Duke Ferdinand looks thin and weak, and he can't even walk steadily.

"Tsk tsk~ His Excellency the Duke seems to be really dying."

"I didn't expect that. When I came to pay my respects to him half a year ago, he was still radiant and healthy. Oh, and he had just received a new concubine at that time."

"Are you suffering from some kind of emergency?"

Paul heard whispers from everyone around him.

As soon as the Duke entered, his younger brother, Viscount Henry, hurried up to meet him.

"My brother, I'm looking forward to you. You are the protagonist today. Happy birthday!"

"Um…"

The Duke responded angrily, and without looking at the people in the hall, he walked straight to the main seat without saying a word.

Henry dismissed the servant and helped him himself.

There was another person behind the Duke, no, it was two people.

One was the Earl of Maltz Kent, and the other was a little boy, probably the Earl of Kent's page.

No one in the hall thought much about why the Earl of Kent appeared with the Duke. Everyone knows that Maltz Kent is the most trusted confidant of Duke Ferdinand.

Maltz Kent controlled the pace, always following Duke Ferdinand.

The Duke finally came to the edge of his seat, turned around and sat down on his buttocks.

The Earl of Kent and his page also took seats near the Duke, while Henry sat on the other side of the Duke.

Duke Ferdinand raised his head and looked around the hall. Seeing so many people in the hall, all of whom were looking up at him, his face turned rosy.

The pleasure brought by the power made His Excellency recover a little bit of spirit.

He stretched out his slightly trembling arms, and the servant standing beside him immediately filled a glass on the table with wine.

The Duke raised his glass and stretched it forward.

"Everyone! Thank you for coming to my birthday party. Everyone will not be drunk today!"

"Happy birthday to the Duke!"

Everyone in the hall also raised their wine glasses to Duke Ferdinand, wishing him birthday in unison.

"Okay!"

A smile finally appeared on the Duke's face.

While everyone was looking at Duke Ferdinand, Paul was observing the Earl of Kent, who was the one who sent envoys to Huxin Town to blackmail him last year.

Maltz Kent seems to have felt something, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com turned his head and met Paul's eyes.

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled slightly at Paul.

But Paul felt a sudden chill in his body, just like going into a dark cave to explore and being startled by a group of bats living inside.

Duke Ferdinand, who was on the main seat, mustered up his strength and announced the beginning of the banquet. Immediately a party of servants came in and filled the table before them with food, and took away the casks of wine which had been nearly drunk, and replaced them with casks of good wine.

"Please!"

"You too!"

After making room for each other, the guests began to enjoy food and wine?

In addition to the rich food, there were also various entertaining programs at the banquet, and various entertainers came in and performed in turn.

Dwarves and clowns make people laugh, the singing of bards makes people intoxicated, and jugglers' acrobatics make people addicted.

"Oh, I will gain ten catties this time when I go back."

Holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, Paul was sweating profusely at the roast suckling pig in front of him, and from time to time had a drink with Myron, Bryce and others beside him.

"Everyone!"

A voice suddenly came from your side. Although the voice was not loud, it made the hall quiet again.

The Duke spoke again, and Paul reluctantly put down his knife and fork, pretending to listen carefully.

"You have also seen that my body is becoming more and more useless, so..."

The Duke's voice dropped again, as if speaking was a bit difficult.

"So...so..."

After saying "so" several times, he seemed to have made up his mind, and summoned up all his strength to say it out loud.

"While everyone is here, I want to announce the heir!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.