"Brother Ron, can these three seasonings be put in a hot pot restaurant? The business will definitely be more prosperous." Mia said, leaning on his chair after eating.
"There is no rush now." Ron shook his head, "The hot pot restaurant has just started to get on the right track. The seasonings in the store are already attractive enough. There is no need to go to the next level."
Good things have to be released slowly like bait.
If you take it all out at once, the taste of the guests will be raised to the highest level at once, and it will be difficult to improve in the future.
Mia nodded, then looked at Impaxiu Lake who looked like a mirror after freezing outside the glass, and let out a small melancholy sigh.
She became extremely angry when she thought that three stores had been maliciously intercepted in the morning.
At this time, a man in black uniform walked in from the door.
He walked to Irene and leaned down, saying something softly, and then Irene waved his hand and asked him to retreat.
"Is there something urgent?" Ron asked, "If there is something, you don't have to waste time with me in the afternoon."
"Your Highness misunderstood." Irene said with a smile, "Actually, my father asked me to invite His Highness to my house as a guest tonight. Do you have the time?"
"That's it." Ron said thoughtfully, "I have nothing else to do tonight, so I went to the Earl's Mansion to make trouble."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Irene stopped smiling and his tone became sincere, "If my father makes any excessive request tonight, please Ron, Your Highness, don't care about my face, and refuse if you should."
Ron nodded in understanding. "Thank you for the reminder."
If the sentence before Irene is an invitation to him as a member of the Christine Family, then the following sentence is purely a reminder to him as Mia's best friend.
Duke Christine is now old and has several children, and these children have a lot of children.
Irene's father is the eldest son of a duke. In name, he is just a count with no territory, but in fact he controls most of the resources of the entire family.
As an inconspicuous daughter of her father, Irene has nothing worthy of her father's taking a second look except for her somewhat impressive status as Princess Mia's etiquette teacher.
And now inviting Ron to be a guest is actually just taking advantage of the value of Irene's identity.
Ron drank the ale on the table in one gulp and smacked his lips.
It's okay not to know some things, but once you understand them deeply, you will find that your brain is really not enough.
Yesterday, the archbishop asked Sylvie to give him the identity list of "tourists" fishing outside the fish tank. There were some figures from the Christine Family on it.
In addition, the three major business alliances including Church of the God of War, Church of the God of Healing, the eldest prince, the second prince, the fourth prince, various marquises, earls in Imperial Capital and even Goblin Race are all involved.
There are so many forces stirring up the situation, but the assassins who came here to kill him in the past days were only Tier Four, not even a high-level assassin.
If Ron comes with Yuna, he doesn't even need to use Doll as a substitute.
Once those assassins get close, they will be discovered immediately by Yuna and killed in advance.
So Ron still hasn't figured out a clear idea of what these forces want to do.
Maybe tonight, the current head of Kristin will give him an answer.
After the three of them finished eating the hot pot, they took a nap in the store and walked around the Impaxiu Lake. Then they got on the carriage and drove towards the blue-level shops on the map.
And the facts once again proved that their actions were meaningless.
Because these blue shops were all bought in advance without any surprise.
Since there was almost no extra stop, after visiting several blue shops, I still had half of the afternoon.
So Ron simply had the mentality of traveling and shopping, and looked at all the yellow shops that were available.
Without exception, these stores have all been acquired and not a single one is left.
The setting sun in the evening is like a dark red haze, reflecting on the profile of Ron.
He stood outside the carriage, leaning against the carriage and looking towards the end of the road. A middle-aged man in a crimson robe smiled politely at him and bowed, like a clown saying goodbye to the audience after the closing ceremony.
Of course, in the eyes of the other party, maybe Ron under the sunset looks more like a pitiful clown.
"Brother Ron, what should we do now... They are too disgusting!" Mia knelt on the seat of the carriage, with his upper body leaning on the window, his little head exposed from the carriage, and said with a distressed look on his face.
"Let's leave it like this for today." Ron watched the middle-aged man being swallowed up by the crowd, leaning on the carriage, and turned to look at the sullen look on Mia's delicate profile. "Just go back to the palace and take a good bath and forget all the unpleasantness. I will handle the rest by myself."
Mia was dissatisfied. "I'm not a child anymore!"
"But it's not that big." Ron touched Mia's little head and said with a smile, "Today I just want to thank you for staying with me all day long and making our little princess suffer. When this matter is over, my brother will reward you personally."
"Hmph! People don't care about these things!" Mia pouted, "Anyway, if brother Ron needs any help, be sure to tell me and I will help you find a solution."
"Hmm, our Mia is the most reliable." Ron coaxed a few words, then watched a carriage coming not far away, and finally stopped next to them.
Irene walked to the carriage and made a gesture to invite Ron: "Your Highness Ron, the carriage has arrived."
"Yeah." Ron patted Mia's little head, "You should go back early."
"I know~Ron brother, remember to behave well when you go to Irene's house~" Mia's "serious" tone of instruction came from the carriage.
Before Ron could glare back, Mia had already urged the driver to run away quickly.
Looking at the carriage going away, Ron and Irene smiled helplessly at each other and got on the carriage sent by the Christine Family.
"Mia, don't take it to heart."
"Well, Mia always likes to worry about my marriage. I'm used to it." Irene lowered his head and smoothed his long burgundy hair, pursed his lips and smiled, "But... my father may really mean this."
"Ah this..."
"This is not what I mean..." Irene's face turned rosy, and he turned to look at the speeding street scene outside the car window, "This is Christine Family's betting purpose..."
"As long as it's a valuable investment item, they like to use women from the family to establish blood connections."
"At present, except for the eldest prince who has rejected the marriage, the second prince and the fourth prince both have Christine Family concubines."
"Now that His Highness Ron has become God's Favorite, with Church of the Goddess of Harvest's full support behind him, it is normal for the family to be optimistic about His Highness's prospects."
Street Diary: The current plot is all foreshadowing. Book lovers who like to read a complete plot in a row can wait a day or two to read it in one go. After all, I am making thousands of dollars a day now, so the plot progresses very quickly.
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