"A new method of making paper?"
Old Ford's expression was hesitant at first, and then... he suddenly became a little panicked.
"Master, the method of making parchment has been around for hundreds of years. How could there be any other method? Besides, building a garden requires a large amount of funds. If the bard's rumored papermaking method fails, the territory's finances will definitely be in deficit this year..."
"Okay, okay, I'm just doing a little experiment."
Bruno was quite respectful to the loyal old butler and did not want to openly offend old Ford.
"Don't rush to buy the parchment paper. The papermaking method I'm talking about doesn't require a lot of things. Old Ford, go and watch those civilians drying seaweed. I'll feel at ease only if you're watching over them. After all, you're the person I trust most in Idar Territory..."
Hearing Bruno say this, old Ford was actually a little moved. After all, he had been with Bruno since Bruno was still in his infancy.
Sure enough, although the master is a little willful sometimes, he always remembers my goodness...
"Yes, sir," said old Ford, bowing slightly.
Old Ford's back was a little hunched. He hunched over, and accompanied by several servants, he slowly walked towards the high rocks on the other side. His back was slanted in the sunlight, leaving a thin shadow on the ground.
Bruno stood there, watching quietly. When old Ford walked away, he quietly ordered someone to call L'Hopital over.
"Master, you're looking for me?"
L'Hopital was soaked to the neck, with strands of seaweed hanging from his sleeves. He looked as if he had just rolled in the sea.
"What's going on?"
"I am not a good swimmer. Just now, when I was supervising the serfs picking seaweed, I accidentally fell down."
"Ah? There is such a thing... It seems that I have been negligent. You should go back to the village to change your clothes quickly. Don't catch a cold..." Bruno said.
"Master!" Before Bruno could finish, L'Hopital knelt on the ground excitedly and said, "Master, you are so considerate of me. I really don't know how to repay you…"
Bruno ignored him and continued, "... Then, take a few fishermen who are good at swimming, find a few idle boats, and go out to sea to fish quietly. Remember, don't alarm the old butler..."
For a moment, L'Hopital stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.
who I am?
What am I doing?
What did the master just tell me to do?
Going out to sea...and fishing?
"master..."
"L'Hopital, you should know that it was your suggestion to find food on the seashore. Although the seaweed grown on the seashore can fill our stomachs, we can't eat it every meal. In this case, you naturally have to take me out to sea to find food. Look, how much I trust you..."
"This..." For a moment, L'Hopital was speechless. It seemed that... there was still a little truth in it...
"It's just that the old butler..."
"Oh, think about it, the old butler is so old. If you don't say it and I don't say it, how would he know about this... Look, he has already gone far away." Bruno pointed at the back of old Ford in the distance and said.
"You wouldn't say anything nonsense...right?" Bruno smiled at the guards around him.
The soldiers looked at each other, waved their hands and said, "No, definitely not."
"But..." L'Hopital hesitated.
"Where can you get so much disobedience? If you don't prepare the boat, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish!" Bruno pretended to be angry.
…
Under the attack of wind and waves, the fishing boat, which was not big to begin with, shook violently.
In his previous life, Bruno was born by the sea, so he was not afraid of such wind and waves, but this made life difficult for L'Hopital.
For L'Hopital, going out to sea to fish was like being forced to do something he was not good at, not to mention that he was a complete landlubber.
Kneeling by the side of the boat, I had already vomited several times.
The master's wonderful ideas... are really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people...
Thinking of this, L'Hopital suddenly felt an indescribable admiration for Leon, his master's former personal servant.
Compared with my current situation, it seems that... the job of shoveling shit is not so scary...
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his stomach churning again, so he vomited again.
Bruno watched from a distance, feeling somewhat emotional, and consoled them: "After all, this is your first time fishing at sea, so it's normal to feel seasick. Have a good rest... Come along every time we go fishing, and when you get used to vomiting, you'll be fine..."
Actually, Bruno had no other choice. After all... fishing from the sea was an important part of collecting food, and no mistakes were allowed. Bruno didn't have many people he could trust, so he had to use L'Hopital to make up the number.
"Follow you... every time... you fish?" It took L'Hopital a long time to come back to his senses.
"Yes, after all... you are the person I trust the most. In addition, you have made great contributions by advising me that there is seaweed on the seashore, so naturally you should be rewarded. This seashore... not only has our Idar salt fields, but now it also shoulders the important task of picking seaweed and catching sea fish. Only you... can shoulder this heavy responsibility."
L'Hopital's expression was somewhat complicated.
My own master...it turns out that he trusts me the most!
I actually received such an important task from you. I really can't repay you enough...
"Master..." L'Hopital held the side of the boat and came over excitedly.
"Get out of the way..." Bruno quickly dodged to the side. After all... L'Hopital had just vomited, and there was still an unpleasant sour taste in his mouth.
Leaving L'Hopital aside, Bruno stood at the bow and felt that they were far enough from the coast, so he asked the fisherman who was driving the boat to stop slowly.
"Let's get ready and start as I taught you before." Bruno sat down at the bow and said loudly.
The fishermen on the boat looked at each other, at a loss for a moment.
Finally, a fisherman stood by the boat, holding a mallet in his hand, and started hitting the side of the boat.
"Dang, Dang, Dang…Dang, Dang…"
When the others saw that someone was the first to make a fool of himself, they no longer hesitated and followed suit, knocking together.
After all... when a group of people act stupidly together, it doesn't seem so stupid...
"Dang…Dang Dang Dang…Dang Dang…"
"Dang Dang…"
Although Bruno watched intently, he felt a little uneasy. After all... such behavior looked... really stupid...
He had read about this method from an online novel on Earth. The principle was said to be related to sonar, and it sounded quite advanced. Therefore, Bruno had only heard of it but had never understood it in detail.
"I hope the online articles I read before are reliable..."
Bruno muttered to himself.