Lord of Rot

Chapter 143 The white hair in memory

Li Qi is revising the plan.

Regarding the location of the brewery.

The time is just right, the wheat harvest is in these two days, and he can use part of the grain to make wine. In the future, whether it is sold within the territory or sold out by caravan, the value of the product will not be too low.

Not to mention increasing the alcohol content, that is something that is not available in Lulea continent.

The price will never be lower than "sweet gold" honey!

There was a quick knock on the study door.

At the same time, a voice came from outside: "Sir! I am Gulen."

"Please come in," Li Qi said.

"Sir, did you give him 10 gold days?" Grant opened the door sweating profusely, not even caring about etiquette.

Li Qi looked at Grant, then nodded calmly: "That's right."

"But, but, he is a liar, how could you..." Glenn was incoherent, his face was full of guilt, and he didn't know what to do.

"It's not like I got nothing," Li Qi said: "He promised to leave his winemaking skills to me."

At the same time, Li Qi added in his heart: "If he really knows how to make wine, and I can get it."

The corpse has been taken away by the corpse ghost Aina. Later, Li Qi will make it into a dead corpse and receive part of the knowledge from the brewer. If he is lucky, Li Qi should be able to get part of the brewing knowledge. If he is unlucky, he will only I can think of ways to poach people.

How many people should Sir Sour Apple agree to give him? We can establish a long-term cooperative relationship.

"Sir, I, I'm sorry for you!"

Grant lowered his head and said, "I want to resign."

"Why?" Li Qi was puzzled.

"I have no shame to stay any longer. I have brought you a problem."

"No, Grant, he's just a clever liar." Li Qi said indifferently: "Am I a lord, or do you think I'm a stupid baron who will be tricked by others?"

Grant immediately shook his head: "Of course not! Your wisdom makes the sun dim, and your kindness is praised by everyone in the Porcupine Territory!"

Li Qi secretly said: "My kindness should be to kill the enemy without mercy."

The cruel lord loves to kill.

"So, what are you worried about?" Li Qi said, "But I'm curious, what leverage does he have in your hands?"

He could appreciate Grant's management skills and keep the territory in order, but that didn't mean he could ignore all problems. Being able to be blackmailed for 10 gold days without blinking an eye was definitely not a small thing.

"Yes, I have a daughter," Grant said.

"Huh?" This word sounded familiar.

The scumbag should be the one to speak next.

"When I was young, I used to be in a comedy troupe."

Comedy, an entertainment drama for the lower class, is filled with all kinds of vulgar shit and shit. It’s real shit! They would use all kinds of vulgar things to make the lower class people laugh.

Especially among the nobility, they are very resistant to this kind of vulgar drama, which is very tasteless.

In terms of aesthetics, Li Qi agrees with this. He also can't stand heavy-flavored performances. He once searched for it on Earth, and then he found that he needed a pair of eyes that he had never seen before.

Grant continued: "Then I had a relationship with the theater boss's wife, and I didn't expect her to get pregnant, and then she gave birth to the child."

"..."

"What happened next? Did you abandon their mother and daughter?" Li Qi asked.

"Of course not!" Grant shook his head: "She fell in love with someone else, younger than me, and I don't like acting in comedies."

One is a geriatric person and the other is fond of young people. The two of them match up well.

It's just that as he gets older, Grant will fall more and more in love with the lady, but the lady will dislike him getting older.

"I left the troupe, but I have been paying attention to the development of the troupe, but I never had the courage to recognize my daughter."

Grant said: "Bao Mol also came from the theater troupe, and he knows about my affairs."

Therefore, because his daughter was "abandoned" and he had acted in a comedy, he was used as a handle.

But this was no problem for Li Qi.

"Mr. Grant, if you have any difficulties, you should tell your lord directly," Li Qi said: "I am very disappointed that you chose to hide it."

"Sorry, sir!" Grant lowered his head hard.

"But I'm very pleased that you are not hopelessly stupid, although in the end you chose an even stupider way to borrow money in order to protect the lord's property." Li Qi said: "You made me lose 10 Jinri, do you think I can let you go away?"

"I will work hard to repay it!" Grant said.

"Stay in the Porcupine Territory and continue to work for me," Li Qi said. "This is an order from both the creditor and the lord."

Grant raised his head, his eyes red: "Yes, sir!"

"You can leave," Li Qi said.

Grant opened the door and took half a step out when Li Qi's voice came from behind him again: "What's the name of that troupe?"

"Funny Troupe"

"The commercial district should be completed next month," Li Qi said. "Invite the comedy troupe to perform."

"Thank you, my lord!"

"Okay, go ahead and don't let me see you crying when you finish eating."

The door closed softly.

Grant's eyes were red and he sniffed.

He had already decided in his heart that he would dedicate everything he had to the lord and the Porcupine Territory from now on.

Yes, everything!

After dinner, Reacher had already placed 10 ounces of gold for the winemaker Bowmore, who was apparently unharmed.

Close the coffin lid and wait for it to mature.

"How is the integrity of a corpse determined?"

Li Qi thought: "Completely severed limbs can be connected together by suturing them and covering the wounds with gold. So, can different limbs be put together?"

"Like Frankenstein."

This is a subject worthy of study, but no relevant information is recorded in the Necromancer's Legacy.

"For example, if you put a human body together with a horse corpse, would you be able to make a centaur?"

Something bloody and crazy, playing with corpses.

But Li Qi really had an urge to explore. Fortunately, he quickly restrained this urge. It was not a moral issue, but that it would be a waste of gold.

The bigger the wound, the more gold it will cost. This is completely unnecessary.

If it is a supernatural corpse, appearance is not a problem.

The body was taken out of the coffin, and Li Qi's consciousness entered the body of the winemaker Baumol.

In an instant, he obtained the most profound part of the other party's memory.

Baumol seemed to be in a tavern, and at the table next to him were two white-haired weirdos carrying swords on their backs.

"Really the Wood Fairy?"

"The world is becoming more and more chaotic."

"go?"

"What does the wood goblin mean?"

"treasure"

"No, death"

"hehe"

One of the white-haired men suddenly turned his head and looked at Baumol: "What are you looking at? Do you want to die?"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Baumol shrank his head, as if he was roared by a lion.

Well, Li Qi knew why he was so impressed by this memory.

Li Qi could feel the pressure just from his memory.

"It seems to be a kind of use of mental power. It's a bit like my "deterrence", but not as good as it. It just brings a lot of pressure and makes people scared and want to run away."

In addition to his memory, he also obtained the wine-making technology as he wished.

And many years of winemaking experience.

He was able to open a winery immediately and train a group of apprentices to make wine for himself.