Chapter 58 58. Gratifying progress
“We are in the same city, but so far away that we seem to be separated by life and death - "Crimson Night""
Getting off the carriage, the Winchet family estate in front of us Annan thought of this sentence for no reason.
The vast garden seems to be connected to the sea of trees at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in the distance. A red brick walled manor is hidden at the end of the brick road, like an ancient castle in the forest.
The old butler stood outside the gate to greet the carriage: "Your Excellency from the Mage Tower, why are you visiting?"
Annan tried his best to appear familiar with the wine lady: "I'm looking for Margaery, is she there?"
"Do you have an appointment with Madam?"
"...No, but we They are...friends." Annan felt slightly guilty.
"Excuse me, what is your name?"
"Annan."
"Please wait a moment."
The old housekeeper returned to the manor, went to the second floor, and knocked on the study door.
"Madam, there is a carriage from the Mage Tower parked outside the door. A young magician who calls himself Annan wants to see you, and there is a dwarf."
"Annan?" There was a whisper of confusion, and then a voice came from behind the door: "Let him come in. Well...bring him here, he is the only one."
The old housekeeper returned to the door again and conveyed the message respectfully: "Master Sir, Madam is waiting for you in the study.”
Annan and Soruman Bronzebeard walked into the manor, where the regular manor flower beds or topiary shrubs were replaced with tall and cold-resistant birches, pine and oak trees, creating a garden landscape.
Uncle Huolin must like it here. You don’t even have to leave the house to cut firewood.
"Druids won't hate this place too much." The female dwarf had the same idea as Annan.
Standing in the hall of the mansion, Annan looked up at a giant oil painting facing the door. That portrait of a noble and beautiful lady somewhat resembles Margaery.
“Is that the ancestor of the Wine Lady?” Soruman Bronzebeard asked, needing to raise his head from a more angle.
"That is the lady herself. The portraits on both sides of the stairs are the lady's ancestors."
There are normal-sized portraits hanging on the stairs on both sides.
"Why are the ancestors on the edge and the wine lady in the middle?" Annan continued to ask straightforwardly.
The old housekeeper who always remained calm now showed a hint of pride: "Because the lady's ancestors were just farmers, businessmen, and mercenaries. It was the lady who gave the Winchet family its honor."
"That's it." Soruman Bronzebeard shook her beard in agreement, "Every town in Plan's Grace County can buy the Wine Lady's wine, and every tavern has the Wine Lady's investment."
The old housekeeper raised his head reservedly and proudly.
Stop in the hall where the smooth tiles reflected the outline, the old butler said to Soruman Bronzebeard: "Please wait here for a moment. Madam only wants to see Mr. Annan."
"Transfer Here you go." The female dwarf with the dirty beard and old leather armor was incompatible with this place. "Can I sit here?"
"Uh... you are the lady's wine merchant, of course."
The old butler even asked the servant to prepare black tea - this was a rare courtesy for Bronzebeard. Annan followed the old housekeeper along the spiral steps on both sides of the hall to the second floor.
After passing the young maids lying on the window sill or kneeling in front of the wall cleaning decorations, the old housekeeper stopped in front of a log door.
Knock knock knock——
After knocking on the door and opening it, the old housekeeper stepped aside: "The lady is inside."
With inexplicable tension, Annan Enter the study. The door behind him closed softly.
In the low-luxury study room with a red carpet, Margery lazily reclined on the seat. Her home attire without much makeup left her with only a mature charm.
"Lindy said that your letter of coming to Breeze City was only delivered in the morning..." Those narrow eyes fell on Annan with a smile: "Are you so eager to see me?"
Annan struggled to break away from the atmosphere of ambiguity and ambiguity, and spoke out the prepared draft just like he did to Lan Long: "There is a spinning mill where I live. Those spinning wheels are very slow. I have ways to improve them. They are better than the old ones." The spinning wheel is more than eight times faster, and it is also more than four times the best spinning machine in Breeze City."
Margaery sat up a little straighter: "Where is your improved spinning wheel?"
"...still in production." Annan lied.
Margaery became less interested, and Annan wondered whether he had said something wrong, or when the bard said that there were better spinning wheels in the prosperous south, Margaery gently knocked on the table. "Come back when you get your stuff, sweetheart."
The door behind the door opened again, and the old housekeeper was waiting outside.
"I will bring the spinning wheel over in a few days." After the chat ended, Annan said goodbye to the wine lady and followed the old housekeeper back to the downstairs hall.
“How is it?”
“Good progress, she called me sweetheart!”
"What?"
Annan, who realized she had said something wrong, blushed slightly and said, "I mean...she said she would discuss cooperation as long as she brought the spinning machine."
As a veteran, Soruman Bronzebeard did not laugh at the boy's immaturity at all, and walked out with Annan: "Spinning machine? Is this the idea you had in mind?"
"I I think the spinning wheel in the factory can be improved.”
The road leaving the manor is like walking on a forest path, which reminds Annan of Pinglin Town-this is one of the reasons why the Wine Lady likes to go to the town. ?
"Lady likes roses."
Leaving the manor and preparing to get into the carriage, Annan looked at the old butler who suddenly reminded him in confusion.
"A lady never lets men enter her study."
Annan nodded slightly absentmindedly and got into the carriage.
The Mage Tower carriage drove slowly, crossed with a luxurious carriage, and then left the block.
The luxurious carriage stopped in front of the manor, and a handsome young man walked into the manor and came out soon after with the old housekeeper.
"Madam likes roses." The old housekeeper suddenly said to the young man.
“What?”
“A lady never lets a man into her study.”
……
Annan was much excited when he came back.
The problem of sales channels has been solved, now we only need to make the finished product.
But something happened on Michael's side.
"It's going well with you?" Michael saw Annan's joy and guessed that it was going well, "I have bad news..."
"What's wrong?"
"Flora didn't bring the goblin back. She said the goblin was abusive to her and refused to cooperate with the humans."
"That doesn't make sense..."
Annan recalled his encounter with the smart goblin , it definitely doesn’t look like a... spirit that would say such a thing.
"What is the character of that 'Flora'?" Or Bronzebeard noticed something.
"Smart, proud, and will definitely become a mage in the future...Okay, I know where the problem is. I'm sorry I didn't pay attention to this."
"It's okay, I'd better go." Annan said.
"Let's start again tomorrow. In the morning, the scavenger discovered a rat infestation in the west of the city, and the city gate was temporarily under martial law." Michael replied.
After sitting in the tavern and listening to the guests chatting for a while, Annan returned to the attic in the evening.
Read a book for a while and lie on the bed. Annan saw a web woven in the narrow corner of the attic. Little spiders were lying on the web, waiting for their prey to land on it.
Annan fell into a deep sleep after regaining peace of mind.
Then, I had another bizarre dream.
(End of this chapter)