8mi Chapter 254 This is my home
Chapter 254 This is my home
Led by Karl, the group of nobles walked slowly along the central avenue and were eventually led to a magnificent building.
VIP Building.
Several waiters stood at the door, the men dressed in sharp black suits and the women in plain white dresses.
The novel attire caught the attention of many nobles, who then handed their gift boxes to the waiters one by one.
Baron Darion of Thorns wielded a pure gold dagger with seven thumb-sized pigeon-blood rubies set in the hilt.
Baron Blackthorn brought a bottle of wine, mermaid tears brewed by mermaids.
Melanie's was special; it was a luxurious silk nightgown, which she said was tailored to Richard's figure.
Lucy's hazelnut butter cake was made by herself.
The gifts from other nobles were also similar luxury items, either rare treasures from foreign tribes or exotic lands, or high-end goods that money could not necessarily buy.
The waiter respectfully accepted the gift list, carefully registered it on the list, and then led the nobles into the VIP building to be assigned their rooms.
The moment Darian entered the guest room, he was instantly amazed.
It wasn't because the room was spacious, but because the room was decorated with exquisite luxury.
A pair of pure gold candlesticks were placed at the head of the bed, with the bases carved into the shape of unicorns and their four hooves inlaid with sapphires.
The wine jug and cups on the guest table, which change color, are clearly made from rare magical minerals such as tiger's eye.
A huge mirror hangs on the wall, made from a single piece of magic crystal and processed using special techniques.
His surface was like a pool of solidified water, reflecting his chubby face, and even the sunlight reflecting off the window in his eyes was clearly visible.
He was surprised.
Various crystals are important materials for alchemy and magic; a piece the size of a fist can cost ten silver coins.
This crystal mirror is at least three square meters in size and worth at least a dozen gold coins.
Moreover, it is not made of fragmented crystals, but is a single piece that has been polished, which is the most rare thing about it!
The worst part is that this is just one mirror in the guest room; how many mirrors are there in all the other rooms combined?
luxury!
Baron Thorns sighed.
Many lords relied on the profits from farmland and mineral resources, and only those in good locations could collect substantial tolls and commercial taxes.
Unlike Chiffon, who reportedly earned tens of thousands of gold coins selling farming techniques and several thousand more by curing the plague, and was even rewarded by the royal family with an enclave rich in copper and iron resources.
With such an astonishing speed of making money, not only are minor nobles envious, but even many major nobles are jealous.
Unfortunately, their wealth was earned through wisdom and ability; even if you're envious, you can only watch from the sidelines, unable to imitate it.
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After bathing and changing into casual clothes, the nobles followed the attendants to the garden next to the reception building.
The nobles took their seats one after another, chatting in twos and threes, their topics revolving around the various novel sights they had just witnessed in the city.
Suddenly, a tall figure walked slowly from the end of the garden path.
He wore a dark blue noble robe with a storm cloud pattern embroidered in gold thread on the collar, and his steps were steady.
Lucy stood up instantly!
She had been glancing towards the entrance from time to time, and when she finally saw Richard, her eyes lit up instantly.
Richard first winked at Lucy, then looked at the people in the pavilion and nodded slightly in greeting.
"Welcome to Chiffon City."
As soon as he finished speaking, the nobles in the pavilion stood up.
In terms of rank, Richard is now a hereditary viscount, one rank higher than most of the nobles present. According to custom, they should be the ones to pay their respects to Richard first.
Before everyone could bow, Darian rushed forward, grabbed Richard's hand, shook it vigorously, and his chubby face was full of joy.
"Your Excellency Viscount, when we last met in Thornlands, you were still a Baron. It hasn't been long since you were promoted to Viscount! Congratulations!"
His tone carried an undisguised excitement, as if it were himself, not Richard, who had been promoted. Based on your reading history, we recommend p>
Other nobles also chimed in with compliments.
"The Viscount has not only made great breakthroughs in agricultural technology, but also has extremely high attainments in war magic, which is truly admirable."
"Congratulations on your promotion. You have achieved so much at such a young age. Your future is limitless."
Richard smiled and responded to everyone's congratulations. Some of the people present were people he had never met before and could only identify by the tribal patterns on their clothing.
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After they finished exchanging pleasantries, Earl Lawrence of the Golden Lion slowly rose from his seat, his tone carrying a hint of approval:
"Lord Richard, my Golden Lion lineage has lasted for six hundred years, and I have seen countless pioneering lords, but to build a town in such a short time is truly rare. You are remarkable."
Richard smiled slightly.
"Your Excellency is too kind. Welcome, and I hope you will have a satisfying chiffon cake experience."
Although the waitresses were beautiful, the nobles' attention was focused on the drinks being poured into their glasses.
"A dozen or so bottles of Venus wine...?"
Darian's pupils dilated, his voice was a little dry, and the other nobles were also staring at the wine in front of them, their faces filled with shock.
Good heavens!
One bottle of Venus Blueberry Wine per person!
Baron Greyvale was the first to pick up his glass and bring it close to his nose. An extremely rich blueberry aroma mixed with the mellow taste of the wine hit his nostrils.
"The blueberry aroma is so strong! It must have taken several kilograms of Golden Star blueberries to make just this one bottle!"
Earl of the Golden Lion was also somewhat moved.
Venus wine is extremely precious, and almost every lord would keep one or two bottles to enjoy at banquets on important occasions.
But isn't that a bit too wasteful?
This is alcohol!
One bottle, divided into several cups, is enough for three to five people to enjoy. Is it really necessary to show off by giving each person a bottle?
Yes.
Richard was just showing off.
He picked up his glass, clinked it with Lucy's, downed it in one gulp, and then smiled as he observed everyone's reactions.
The true value of Venus wine lies not in how much vitality it can enhance, but in how it demonstrates the host's respect for the guests.
On this auspicious day for the opening of chiffon cake shops, since people are willing to come and support us, we should make them feel right at home.
Besides, this is my own home. If I don't take the opportunity to show off to outsiders, what kind of petty lord am I?
Have a look.
Apart from Lucy, who was already used to it, all the other nobles were all smiles, and even the Golden Lion sat up straighter.
Ha ha.
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Lawrence took a careful sip, put down his glass, and praised, "Viscount Richard is indeed as rumored, generous and magnanimous, a true model of nobility."
Richard raised his glass to Lawrence.
"Your Excellency is too kind. I have merely learned a few things about hospitality from Lord Brad."
"When I first arrived in the far north, I was treated to a ten-year-old Venus wine by Frost, which I still remember vividly."
He turned to look at Lucy, his gaze softening.
"From that time on, I thought that if I had the chance in the future, I would definitely emulate the elegance of frost and give back this courtesy to every distinguished guest who came from afar."
These words were both humble and dignified, both praising Frost and flattering all the nobles present.
Several barons smiled and echoed the sentiment.
"Frost is also extremely generous; who in the North doesn't know that!"
"Heh heh, it's a great fortune for the North to have two such generous and magnanimous families in the far north!"
As Lucy listened to these compliments, her eyes crinkled into crescent moons; her sweetheart was giving Frost a good reputation.
This also tells everyone present that the relationship between frost and chiffon is extraordinary.
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