
Section 3
Brick-red House
For Claude, Morssen's grievances about his grandfather were meaningless. No one should expect a farmer who lived for 26 years without stepping 50 kilometers from Whitestag City to have common knowledge.
A poor farmer who cannot even get stable food and lives in poverty will never think of things like titles, sobriquet, official positions and other subtle luxuries that are irrelevant to him. To him, the only forms of wealth were things like bread and houses.
Before that, the most amount of money Claude's grandfather had ever seen was some silver coins in the hands of the tavern owner. The highest official he had ever spoken to was the tax collector and butler of the Whitestag City baron, and he even had to suffer from whips from time to time when talking to him.
So, he had already gathered all the courage he had to request a house from the prince. He even prepared himself to be beaten. For the young Hogg-style building was the largest and most beautiful red brick house he had ever seen. When he was young, he would see young masters and noble nobles entering the mansion from afar with their luxurious carriages, even hearing their laughter and cheerful voices.
The young Habis believed that the big house made of red brick was none other than the paradise that her parents kept telling her about, where food is not lacking and he should not fear the coming of a cold winter. When he grew up, he wanted to work as a waitress in the mansion, but it was a pity that the baron had never hired and served from the city.
Prince Karjad's approval of the Abyss request was one of the most pleasant things he had ever heard. He was so touched that he fainted on the spot.
The prince fulfilled his promise and immediately ordered his troops to leave the most luxurious building in the city, carrying only a few weapons and documents from there. Even the riches of the poor barons had been left behind to finish.
Pacing back and forth in his house in a dream state. Outstanding silverware, candle holders, glass and lamps such as wine crystal, gold plated door handles, wall oil painting, gold sculpture, goose down curtain, goose down, sheepskin rugs and chests on a table filled with gold and silver coins. . . They will all be his own.
Prince Karjad stayed in Whitestag City for only three days before hurriedly leaving with his troops in his quest to restore the kingdom. After not joining him due to his stomach injury as well as his reluctance to leave the red brick house he just got. He also did not want to leave it to others.
"If your grandfather had a better foresight, than to be a watchdog for his house, he said, he will follow Prince Karjad for battles one after another and perhaps make our household a noble noble and title and we may not have to remain in a small town like this. "
During his story, Morssen always neglected to mention whether his father would be able to survive the royal civil war that would last for three years. Most of the soldiers of the firearm brigade, all 484 men as well as 28 new members of the Whitestag City, had been completely wiped out during the civil war. By the time the prince ascended to the throne, there were only less than 11 of them left. But at that time, those who survived had been given the title of nobility, with the lowest rank even being granted baronetcy and manor.
When the survivors returned home to Whitestag City to visit their friends and family, they shocked the three southwestern prefectures. People only remembered the glory and wealth they had obtained but completely forgot about the bones of the dead piled up on the battlefield and the tears of their family members.
Morssen was like that. People who had not experienced what it was like on the battlefield only knew how to talk about it superficially as if they were war experts. But they didn't know about how cruel it was. He thought that his father was an incompetent coward who was content with a small amount of wealth before him and wasted a chance that was destiny for him, making the Ferd family unable to grow outside Whitestag City.
In a sense, Claude considered his grandfather an honest farmer and a good man. When word of him being endowed with the most beautiful house in the city spread all over, almost everyone in Whitestag City came to visit him and praised him to the high heaven. Before he even understood what was going on, he was hailed as the first Whitestag hero who had barged into the mansion and killed hundreds of fierce enemies.
In a sense, Claude considered his grandfather an honest farmer and a good man. When word of him being endowed with the most beautiful house in the city spread all over, almost everyone in Whitestag City came to visit him and praised him to the high heaven. Before he even understood what was going on, he was hailed as the first Whitestag hero who had barged into the mansion and killed hundreds of fierce enemies.
When his parents died early, Habis welcomed the visit of these friends and neighbors. He always threw a nice banquet to greet them. As he had imagined in the past, the mansion made of red brick was filled with excitement, quality wine and bacon.
So, the Consumed's wealth decreased by half at a speed that could be stripped bare by the naked eye. His silver glasses and crystal wine glasses disappeared one after another. When Habis decided to survey her home again, she realized that even the sheepskin carpet in her room was gone and the paintings were taken from the walls. Even the golden frame was not left behind. As for the curtain of goose feathers hanging on many of its windows, more than half had been cut. Several gold-plated door handles and copper locks were also lost, leaving a gaping black hole.
It was then that Habis realized that her warmly welcomed guests had left with some valuables in her house.
That red brick house was really too big for a farmer like him. In addition to the uppermost attic, there are four rooms on the first and second floors and each has its own bathroom and toilet. The ground floor on the other hand has two large rooms, one used for dining, two kitchens, three warehouses, four maid rooms and one toilet.
For the rest, cleaning the big house was a big burden. He would not be able to sweep the entire house even after taking two or three days. However, the mansion was rather quickly damaged if not taken care of. It had only been a year or so since he had received it and it had already looked somewhat worn out, with the corners of the walls full of moss and some windows covered with vines. The paint on the wooden tile is also depleted and water can leak sooner or later.
After experiencing the sudden depreciation of his wealth, Habis, who had learned from his loss, began to ponder. He did not want to hire a waitress to help clean up for fear that his money would be used further. After much deliberation, he decides to find himself a wife who can keep an eye on the house with him. So, she focused on the only daughter of the mill owner, Mollie Miller.
The mill maker, Carmendor Miller, was one of the few who did not particularly appreciate the finish. He believed that the farmer had just become rich by luck. Carmendor is looking for a replacement for her factory that can provide a worry-free life for her only daughter she loves.
The mill maker, Carmendor Miller, was one of the few who did not particularly appreciate the finish. He believed that the farmer had just become rich by luck. Carmendor is looking for a replacement for her factory that can provide a worry-free life for her only daughter she loves.
So, the miller rejected Habis' offer to take her daughter as a bride. He said that Habis is not an honest or brave person. If he really was the first hero of the Whitestag, he would join the Karjad army and fight on the battlefield instead of staying behind to guard his brick-red home.
In addition, he has been getting a lot of negative criticism lately, with others starting to call him stingy and stingy. The grinder was afraid that if his daughter got married, he would work hard like a waitress to clean the house and live out his days in trouble.
It was the love and concern of the father towards his daughter. However, when Carmendor returns to her mill, she finds her daughter and ends up naked next to the grinder and finds out that it's too late. The dough that goes into the oven is baked into bread. Although she was unwilling, she had no choice but to wish her daughter well now that she found her true love. Otherwise, his entire family would be the laughingstock of the city.
The miller's daughter, Mollie Miller, was thus married under the blessing of a priest from the moon shrine and became the hostess of the red brick house. The grinder soon discovers that his worries have come true. Her daughter wore maid clothes and cleaned the house all day.
"You can't go on like this. No matter how much money you have, you will run out if you do not have any income. Also, you still have no children and your family expenses will only grow when they come. You have to find a job to earn your income so you can make a living in the future, "the miller's advice to his son-in-law.
After thinking, he said, "Should I go buy some land to plant?"
The grind gave him a strange look. "Do you think you can still raise the hoe at this point?"
I feel so ashamed. His last days spent in pleasure and pleasure have made him no longer fit for a difficult life as a farmer.
"Well, I think I can help you at your place" Habis suggested to her father-in-law.
I feel so ashamed. His last days spent in pleasure and pleasure have made him no longer fit for a difficult life as a farmer.
"Well, I think I can help you at your place" Habis suggested to her father-in-law.
"no need. I can still work well for now, for at least ten years or so," said the miller angrily, "Use an empty brain, wood, dimwit. There was gold before you, so take it! Think about your red house. Didn't you think about it at all? "
"Home? How about that?" said Alertly.
"Don't worry, I don't have an eye for it," the miller hurriedly explained, "Don't look so anxious. My point is there are too many rooms in the house and it's a bit too big for you and Mollie. Have you ever thought about using those rooms for a living? "
"Using room? How do I do it?" ask, confused.
The grinder sighed. His daughter-in-law's brain was spinning rather slowly. He did not bother and expressed his thoughts straightforwardly, "What I mean, Exhaust, is for you to turn your mansion into a high-class inn. Think of. This mansion once belonged to Baron Rodeman and was rather famous The people who came and went from this place were all famous people and many others were quite curious about this mansion.
"If you renovate a room and make this big house into a high-class inn, I'm sure there will be many customers who want to feel how the daily life of a baron is. You will be able to make money easily for your family at that time. Every customer who comes to the inn will be like a living money bag. Even when you are old and can no longer move, you can leave the Inn for your children and grandchildren. This is a business that can be passed down for centuries. "
Reassured. His father-in-law had described a truly promising and profitable path for him, especially when he said, "Trust me, Exhausted. You won't regret it. I'm sure that a century later, your descendants will be proud of you . "
So, After following the advice of the miller and renovating his house made of red brick into an upscale inn.