After the Full Level of the Profession

There is no way to refuse this request, it's really a bit unreasonable to refuse. Robb had no choice but to smile: "Okay, I'll take you there next time. Today you have a good dinner with everyone, and when the moon is dark and the wind is high, I'll take you there to have a good time."

Conte smiled and said, "Hey hey hey! Well, it's a deal."

Robb thought to himself: This is trouble. It seems that I have to go to the dark streets and alleys on the street tonight to find the location of the Fengyue venue. Next time, I will throw Conte in it, otherwise, over time, he will would doubt.

After getting rid of Conte and his group, Robb returned to his dormitory as quickly as possible, and said to Sofa, "I'll go back to West Wind Town first, and I'll deal with it the same way here."

Sofa nodded: "Okay!"

She watched Robb shrink herself and jumped into the drawer. She was in a trance when she heard a knock on the door. Sofa hurriedly closed the drawer, walked to the door, opened it, and saw that she was standing outside the door. The Grand Duke of Madeleine.

That black armor looked quite chilling, but her expression was rather soft now, she didn't look like an arrogant black knight at all, but a neighbor who came to visit an old house girl. In the crook of his left arm was a sugar jar, which contained many candy cubes, which seemed to be here to deliver something to Robb.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Robert there?"

Of course not, I just got through the portal and went back to West Wind Town. Sofa had to follow Robb's instructions, with a mysterious smile on his face: "The master is not here, he went out to have fun."

Madeleine: "..."

She suddenly felt that there was a sentence MMP didn't know when to say it or not. During the day, he was still praising this man. He seemed to be very good. He had hope of revitalizing the Smith family. Sugar, help him improve his standard of living, I didn't expect this guy to go out as soon as he turned around?

Fake!

Are you going out without even covering up? At least if you see a female visitor, you have to change your statement, tell a lie and say something else, how can you go out to the female visitor bluntly? Excessive!

Madeleine said angrily, "He really went out?"

Sofa smiled and didn't answer.

"Why... that's not right." Madeleine punched the wall next to her. The iron glove slammed hard against the wall. The black magic power filled the air, and the wall was suddenly smashed into a big pit. She turned around and left: "When your master comes back, tell him that I am so disappointed in him."

After walking a few steps, he turned around and shoved the sugar jar into Sofa's hand: "Although I'm utterly disappointed in him, he is the fourth uncle's child after all. Give him the sugar."

After speaking, he turned and left again.

Sofa looked down at the candy jar in his hand, and then at the back of Madeleine, who was gradually receding, thinking to himself: Strange, what does it mean to go out and hi? Why does Conte understand, George understands, Madeleine understands, they all understand it, but I don't understand it at all? Moreover, why is this woman so disappointed? Is it a bad thing to go out hi?

At this time, Robb, who had just washed off his face in the church in West Wind Town, dipped his hair in a strange water given by Sofa, and immediately returned to his original little golden retriever appearance, paralyzed. On the familiar stone chair.

Xuelu sat across from the stone table and had dinner with him.

The beautiful red-haired female mage muttered while eating, "Hey, I heat your stove every day. It's so troublesome that I can't go out for adventure."

Robb said: "I know you're wronged, but don't worry, tomorrow I will start learning how to make magic items. After I learn it, I will make a large magic container, fill it with flame magic, and make a switch that can release flames at any time. The smelting furnace heats up, and then you will be freed."

"Oh?" Xuelu said with tears in her eyes, "You are the only one in the world who can use the magic container like this. You see, the large magic container of the desert king is used to charge Thor's roar, but you don't. To burn the stove."

Robb said with a smile: "There are many technologies that were developed for warfare, but in the end, a large part of them will enter the civilian field, so that they can truly exert their full strength."

The two were talking about this when they suddenly saw someone visiting the door of the church. The visitor looked elegant and it was Baron Noren.

Robb waved at him and said with a smile: "Mr. Baron is just in time, let's have dinner together. Lillian, quickly add a tableware to Mr. Baron."

Baron Noren was also polite and sat down at the table with a calm smile on his face, but Robb knew that although this man's face was calm, his mentality was definitely not calm, because Robb could guess the reason for his coming.

A few days ago, he and the rich second generation arrived at the Guangming Road. Outside the city, he saw a large area of ​​farmland planted with beets. With the sugar beet production of the Guangming Road, once the sugar production started, the sugar from Futiangai was about to come out. , Baron Noren's sugar mill business will be affected.

Robb didn't wait for Noren to speak, and said first: "Ask me about the competitiveness of the sugar mill?"

Baron Noren's calmness disappeared immediately, and he said embarrassingly, "So Godfather knows everything."

Robb said with a smile: "He can think of those beet fields that I saw with your nephew Conte, can I not think of it?"

Baron Noren smiled awkwardly.

Robb said: "Miss Queen is really a thief. With the dark church by my side, I can steal all kinds of learning at close range, and directly copy my industry in Xifeng Town, without blushing at all. But I am a big person. I don't mind her stealing lessons."

In fact, generosity is just Robb's own assertion. He knows very well that some low-end technologies are useless when hidden.

He turned to Baron Nolen and said, "There is only one way to improve your sugar production competitiveness! That is innovation! And technical confidentiality."

Chapter 298 Let's make a bet

"I understand technical secrecy, but innovation..." Baron Noren said modestly: "I'm not very innovative... I really don't understand how sugar can be innovated."

Rob was delighted: "Okay, I'll give you a small demonstration, and then you can figure out a way to do it yourself."

With a wave of his hand, a few pieces of sugar, milk, and cream appeared in front of him.

Let Lilian bring a pot over, put sugar, milk, and cream into the pot, release a flame magic, and boil it while stirring!

After a while, when the contents of the pot became sticky, Robb set it aside and smiled, "Eat, wait!"

Baron Nolen looked bewildered, but Robb didn't ask him if he didn't tell him, so he had to have a meal with Robb.

After the meal was finished, what had just been boiled had condensed into a milky white, strange coagulum.

Robb used a knife to cut out a small piece of the solidified material, the size of a finger knuckle, and handed it to Baron Nolen: "Try it."

Baron Noren put it in his mouth, and his expression immediately became solemn: "Delicious! What is this called?"

Robb smiled and said, "This is called toffee! Look, I added sugar to milk, and I made this kind of thing. Think about it again, if you add everything else to sugar, you can mix all kinds of different things. In this way, all the ingredients you can find are used to mix and mix, find a good ratio and formula, and sugar together, so how many possibilities can you make?"

He continued: "Miss Queen's beets are still months away from harvest, and you still have a lot of time before her first batch of sugar is made. Take advantage of this time to sell out all the sugar you have. At the same time, study new ways to play sugar. When Miss Queen starts to sell sugar, you have already given up the low-end basic industry such as sugar making and moved towards a higher-end processing industry. Then, the sugar produced by Miss Queen will not only fail to match You pose a threat, but instead you become a wage earner who provides you with raw materials, understand?"

Baron Noren fell into deep thought, and after a while, he seemed to understand something: "Godfather, you mean, let me study new things, and keep my new technology secret, so that others will always only Get behind my ass so I can be invincible, right?"

"Haha! My brain turns fast, it's convenient to talk to you." Robb laughed: "You can play with all these ready-made toffee."

Noren quickly picked up the toffee, savoring the taste of the toffee, and walked back to his home. After a few steps, he finally understood something, and his footsteps suddenly became light.

Robb watched Baron Noren with a smile, and when he turned around, he saw the crystal ball on the table lit up.

He picked up the phone and saw Her Majesty's dignified and graceful face appear in the crystal ball. No matter what the situation, this ghost woman would have this kind of solemnity the moment she just answered the phone. , the appearance of sacred inviolability.

"Miss Queen, what are you looking for today?" Robb greeted with a smile.

The queen's face remained unchanged: "Tell you a joke."

Robb said, "You don't look like you're going to tell a joke."

The queen said: "Your stockings will soon be out of stock."

"Oh? Why?" Luo Boqi said, "Why do you say that?"

A smug smile suddenly flashed on the Queen's face: "In my Royal Academy of Magic, an interesting young man took the lead in criticizing the arrogant and lewd way of life, and suggested that all noble children should not wear silk stockings, which caused a lot of trouble. In response, some ministers have now proposed that the young people are already working hard, and the older generation cannot lose to the young people. It is proposed that all officials in the government should abandon the flashy things like stockings and wear trousers in a down-to-earth manner. Although trousers are not as beautiful as stockings, they are warmer, more convenient, and more practical. Many ministers have begun to follow suit, and this will soon become a trend. Men will abandon stockings, and only a small number of women will wear them."

Speaking of this, the queen was a little happy: "Your stockings! Sell! No! Drop! It's gone!"