Little Lord

After enjoying the envious gazes of others, Jiang Zhuozhuo flew back to find Helana to discuss various ways of eating sea fish.

That night she drank the milky white fish soup. It was a little hot when it came out of the pot, but it was the most delicious when she drank it at that time, and there was no fishy smell at all.

The meat near the fish head has always been Jiang Zhuozhuo's favorite.

People are so strange. Sometimes you don't want to eat big chunks of meat if you are given them directly, but if you see the meat dug out from between the bones, you inexplicably find it delicious.

For example, some areas particularly like to eat spicy rabbit heads or charcoal-grilled pig brains.

Jiang Zhuozhuo doesn't dare to eat fish eyes, but she has always believed that the meat hidden inside the big bone of the fish neck is particularly delicious. It is a bit like fish belly meat, but more tender and delicious. It must be because the fish hides and does not work normally, so the meat is more delicious!
The fish they caught this time was so big that the meat hidden on the fish's neck bone alone was enough to fill Jiang Zhuozhuo, but she still stubbornly ate a few fish dumplings to fill her stomach.

How can you have a meal without a staple food!

As usual, Old Lu came over to eat and drink.

This time he ate some new fish dishes, and felt inspired again. He was ready to go back and concentrate on drawing the design.

As the origin of food ingredients, Woye Province can also develop some commercial buildings, such as hunting grounds and ski resorts equipped with original ecological food.

Labor and construction resources are quite cheap here now, so the cost of building such places is not too expensive.

As long as there are enough tourists coming, they can create enough jobs.

By that time, the local people will have become wealthy, and Jiang Zhuozhuo, as the lord, will naturally not have to worry about taxes!

Old Lu told Jiang Zhuozhuo his idea.

After hearing this, Jiang Zhuozhuo just thought that they were both drinking fish soup, so how come Old Lu’s brain became so clear after drinking it?
Damn it, after she finished drinking it, she just felt that the fish soup was delicious!
Jiang Zhuozhuo said: "Okay, let's do it this way. You will have to take care of the design of the infrastructure!"

She thought of the huge cultural resource base she had, and enthusiastically contributed to the plan proposed by Lao Lu.

"Do you know anyone in publishing? I'll copy some of the stories and publish them in newspapers. If there are many people who like to read them, we can make some ice sculptures or buildings that are close to the theme to attract tourists to come and play."

Food alone may not be enough to attract too many people to travel, but if you add some popular themes as a gimmick, there will definitely be many people willing to travel long distances to make a "pilgrimage".

After hearing this, Old Lu glanced at Jiang Zhuozhuo and asked, "What story can you copy?"

Given Jiang Zhuozhuo's lazy personality, who would complain of being tired after drawing for a long time, Lao Lu felt that she must be too lazy to write a manuscript of so many words.

Maine had been listening to their conversation.

Seeing that Jiang Zhuozhuo was getting angry at what Old Lu said and was about to make a bold statement, Maine interrupted with a smile: "If it's just transcribing the story, His Highness can dictate it, and Anna can arrange people to take turns transcribing it, so that no one will be too tired."

When Jiang Zhuozhuo heard this, he thought it was a great idea.

She nodded rapidly, "Yes, yes, there are so many people who can be responsible for copying. I can quickly have all the stories I've read copied out!"

Lao Lu said, "Then I'll wait and see what you say, and I'll adjust the design draft at that time. Anyway, it may be too late this winter, so if we officially open the business next year, we can take our time."

Jiang Zhuozhuo nodded repeatedly.

It turns out that talent is not about quantity but quality!
Now Jiang Zhuozhuo feels happy that all the talented people in the world are within his reach.

Jiang Zhuozhuo continued to ask: "You haven't told me if you know anyone in the publishing industry!"

Old Lu said: "This is easy. My daughter is a top figure in this industry. As long as the story you come up with is good enough, it will be easy to serialize or publish it."

“Even if she can’t help you publish it herself, she can recommend a more suitable publisher to you.”

Jiang Zhuozhuo didn't expect that the legendary Miss Lola was actually in the publishing business, and he suddenly had no worries.

She successfully added a new task to her schedule.

Maybe it was the fish soup that had some beneficial effect on her, but after Jiang Zhuozhuo had eaten and drunk her fill, she pulled Maine and the others over for an evening story time.

Anna took notes with a notebook nearby.

Jiang Zhuozhuo certainly couldn't memorize those long literary works word for word, but she remembered the fairy tales she had read since she was a child clearly.

You can also draw some familiar characters on paper by hand.

Since many animals and plants have different images and names, even those most common in her memory can be promoted as fresh images.

For example, the rose in "The Nightingale and the Rose" is a common image in many fairy tales.

This beautiful flower that blooms from thorns was once revered as a symbol of love, probably because love and pain always go hand in hand.

In that case, let me first tell you a few of Oscar Wilde’s fairy tales!

After listening to Jiang Zhuozhuo's complete story, Maine and his friends: ??? ??? ???

This is what you call children's literature?!

In fact, there are various fairy tale collections around the world, and many of the story prototypes are the crystallization of the wisdom of the general public.

For example, the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven in China is the Weaver Girl. After getting married, she became obsessed with love and desire and neglected weaving. She was tragically separated by her parents, and they can only meet on the Magpie Bridge on the Chinese Valentine’s Day every year!
Coincidentally, foreign princes and princesses usually also learn some knitting skills for one reason or another.

For example, in "The Wild Swans", the heroine has eleven brothers, but unfortunately none of them are useful. They were all turned into wild swans by their stepmother. The heroine can only keep weaving nettle shawls that can break the spell to save them...

For example, in "The Golden Carpet", the heroine who came from a shepherd family fell in love with the prince at first sight, but she did not like the prince and said, "What else can you do besides being a prince?"

After hearing this, the prince resolutely decided to learn a skill - carpet weaving. Finally, he married his sweetheart with the beautiful and special carpet he wove by himself.

Later, the prince became king. He was accidentally captured by a witch during hunting. He used his carpet weaving skills to make a secret code to ask his queen for help!
When the queen saw the carpet, she immediately knew where he was trapped, and she took people to rescue him on the spot!

Jiang Zhuozhuo thinks that this "Golden Carpet" is very good.

It is said that this is a fairy tale passed down orally in the Middle East. How suitable it is to sell carpets!
But we have to wait until spring to see if we can find animal hair suitable for making carpets. If we can find some, we should try to keep them in captivity. It would be hot to have such thick hair in the summer, right?

We will help you shave the hair and twist it into yarn to weave a blanket!

Once we hype up our hand-woven blankets as something that the rich would love to use to decorate their homes, would it not be too much to sell them for tens of thousands of gold coins?

Jiang Zhuozhuo felt that his brain was now very sharp, and ideas popped out one after another.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that it is only a matter of time before their fertile province escapes poverty and becomes rich!

……

After the story session was over, Old Lu took away the manuscript that Anna had written.

He also said that if there could be a few more stories that maintained this level, he would call his daughter over immediately.

Jiang Zhuozhuo said confidently: "Although the level may not be the same, there will be enough fresh and interesting stories!"

Old Lu didn't say whether he believed it or not, and left with the manuscript.

Maine didn't leave.

She checked the time, took a pile of letters from the public from her assistant, and said to Jiang Zhuozhuo with a smile, "Your Highness, the Lord's Mailbox is full today, so you have to start processing these letters immediately."

Jiang Zhuozhuo: ?????

Isn't it just one day since it was opened? How come we have collected so many letters from the public?
Since he had agreed to it, Jiang Zhuozhuo could only watch Anna take the pile of letters and put them on her desk.

Damn it, she hasn’t even graduated from college yet, why does she have to work so diligently every day!

Out of curiosity about the contents of the letters, Jiang Zhuozhuo sat down behind his desk and read the thick pile of letters from the public.

After seeing it, Jiang Zhuozhuo was stunned for a long time.

At present, there are not many people who can write in Woye Province, and most of the letters are written by the reception staff, so they have roughly classified them according to whether they need to be replied to or not.

Jiang Zhuozhuo opened a letter that seemed to require no reply. The writer was a little kid, telling her about the joy of his first snowball fight.

In the past, they couldn’t go out when winter came!
There were dozens of letters in a row, almost all of which were praises that could not be more straightforward.

They didn't know what the so-called lord's mailbox was for, they only knew that these words might reach the lord's ears, so they all came to the reception desk as soon as possible to speak out their thoughts.

Jiang Zhuozhuo didn't know what to do. After thinking for a while, he asked someone to bring out a box of ink. He carefully used his bird's claws to press a small paw print on every letter he read.

Very good, this personal seal is very useful!

Very good praise, the bird has read it!

Bird will earn more foreign exchange as soon as possible to pay you more wages!

There are also a small number of smart people who have figured out the real purpose of the lord's mailbox and tried to raise some issues they discovered or were concerned about.

Jiang Zhuozhuo studied them very carefully for a long time, but felt that it was a bit beyond his ability, so he stuffed them back into the envelope as they were.

This is a serious matter and should be transferred to Maine for handling.

What's wrong with birds? Birds don't study management!

Leave professional matters to professionals!

She just wants to hear people praising her every day!

Anna had originally prepared to help Jiang Zhuozhuo draft a reply, but she ended up seeing the little round bird scanning a letter with a serious face and putting it aside; then scanning another letter and putting it aside again.

And the speed is getting faster and faster, and the movements are becoming more and more skillful...

Anna:?
Before half past nine, the industrious and clever little round bird had finished processing all the letters from the public.

Then she pushed forward the pile of letters that needed to be forwarded to Maine and the others to discuss solutions, and said to Anna calmly, "Take these letters to Maine's office!"

I worked hard for more than an hour and I’m so tired!
The little round bird began to feel sleepy.

knock off!

Anna: “…”

For a little bird that is not yet mature, it is indeed a bit tiring to read the letter carefully for such a long time.

Anna coaxed the little bird into bed and covered it with a blanket before going to find Maine with the pile of letters she had just picked out.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Maine was still working overtime. Seeing Anna coming with the letter, she was not surprised at all, and nodded and said, "Just put it aside."

Anna put down the letter and said, "You should go to bed early too. Don't work too hard."

Maine smiled: "Compared to when we were studying, is it really hard for us now?"

Anna was speechless.

At that time, the school adopted an elimination system, and if you couldn't keep up, you had to leave.

If you work hard, others will work hard too - if you sleep a little longer, others will surpass you!
Maybe life is too comfortable now, Anna can't remember much about the past.

Maine knew that Anna was concerned about him, so he didn't mention the tense days in the past. He smiled and said, "I'll go to bed soon. You should go to bed early too. Good night."

(End of this chapter)