Shortly after Abel left, Lehman and others came to the study under the leadership of belle.

"You are all here. After a few days of leisure, you will be busy soon. No problem."

Seeing their arrival, Nord stood up from behind his desk and went to the map next to him. The map was drawn by Nord when he was bored these days. Because the scope of the last map expanded a lot, Nord spent another copy according to the system map. The previous sketch was directly abandoned by Nord.

Hearing Nord\'s words, Marco and Reid looked at each other. They both saw joy and excitement in each other\'s eyes, while Lehman looked calm and said in a deep voice:

"Lord Nord, you can do whatever you want."

"Yes, Lord Nord, I follow your arrangement."

"Me too."

Reid and Marco also expressed their views one after another when they heard Lehman\'s words, but it is not difficult to see from their expectant and excited eyes that they are more eager for novel tasks than the same work.

Nord pondered for a moment and thought in his mind about how to arrange it before slowly opening his mouth.

"Marco will be responsible for the trade with yuanshanzhai in the future. He will start tomorrow. However, because you are not familiar with the road, let Lehman take you first tomorrow, and then you will be responsible for it yourself. Moreover, old Moore still stays in yuanshanzhai. I think he will help you if there are any difficulties."

Marco nodded excitedly and patted his chest to promise Nord that he would complete the task. Lehman just nodded calmly, indicating that there would be no problem. Reed was the only one left. He didn\'t hear his task. Reed was a little flustered. Did he still stay in the village to plant yams? Reed\'s eyes were full of grievances.

Reid\'s reaction was in Nord\'s eyes. Seeing such an expression, Nord was angry and funny. Finally, he couldn\'t help but speak.

"Well, you can leave the planting of yams to your father. Anyway, he has nothing to do now. Your vanguard can also slow down. You can go to the mountain with me to find iron ore tomorrow."

Reed turned his worry into joy. One second he returned a bitter gourd face, as if Nord owed him a lot of money. The next second he smiled on his face and almost jumped up with joy, just like the day in June.

"Lord Nord, don\'t worry. I\'ll let my father help me. By the way, what does iron ore look like?"

You can\'t laugh with Reid. Nord glanced at him, turned to Lehman and Marco and said:

"Go back and prepare. See how many people you can bring. You can come to the manor tomorrow to bring the trading materials. By the way, I\'ll show you some good things."

With that, Nord thought of the mountain knife and took them to the warehouse behind the stone building.

Lehman and Marco respectively picked up a mountain knife and couldn\'t put it down, while reed, who was curious about everything, just picked it up and looked at it and put it down. After a while, Lehman and Marco also put down the mountain knife, but their eyes still stared at the mountain knife and showed reluctance in their eyes.

Lehman quickly adjusted its mind, looked away at Nord and asked questions.

"Lord Nord, is this the equipment for us?"

Marco also reacted to Lehman\'s question. He looked forward to Nord and wanted to hear Nord\'s answer immediately.

Nord did not lift their appetite, nodded and responded to their questions. Lehman and Marco smiled at each other and were happy to get such a good weapon.

"Take these mountain cutting knives back. As for the distribution, you can do it. Now basically everyone has a weapon. As for other equipment, you tell the hunters in the guard that I will send them slowly in the future."

Before Lehman and Marco recovered from their joy, Nord asked them to go back with a mountain knife and told them not to delay tomorrow.

Shortly after they left, Belle took Nord\'s dinner to the study with a tray. Not long after returning to the study, Nord suddenly found that the sky had slowly darkened and the busy time always passed quickly.

Nord sat at his desk and had dinner. According to aristocratic etiquette, eating on the desk is not allowed. Abbot also reminded Nord, but Nord didn\'t take it seriously. Nord thought that etiquette is not used to restrain himself. When a person is comfortable, he should do it. Don\'t pay attention to too much red tape.

Today\'s dinner is still yam stewed pork. The pork is still the air dried meat left by the last big wild boar, so it doesn\'t taste very good. Nord didn\'t pay attention to those little wild boars. These wild boars won\'t harvest until next year at least. Nord won\'t do anything to kill chickens and eggs.

Pork doesn\'t taste very good, but it can be made up with excellent craftsmanship. What Nord didn\'t expect is that her maid Belle actually has such excellent cooking talent. She learned her cooking skills after watching Abel cook several times the other day. Now she is better than the blue, and her craftsmanship is no worse than Abel\'s half hanging skills, These other simple dishes are on a par with Abel.

So Abel has officially retired from the chef\'s position. After that, the chef\'s work was handed over to Beili, Nord\'s maid. Looking at Beili\'s ingenuity, Nord thought every time he ate, whether to think of more recipes for Beili to try, but Nord gave up the idea of too few kinds of ingredients here.

At this time, there was also a dialogue in the remote mountain stronghold hundreds of miles away. In Harlan\'s cabin, old Moore was discussing trade with Harlan, while Wagner was sleepy.

"According to Viscount Nord\'s plan, the caravan he sent to trade should be arriving soon."

Harlan looked at the bright moon outside the window and felt a little anxious. Harlan laughed at himself. At the beginning, he didn\'t agree to communicate with the outside world, but now he is worried. When did his mentality change? Was it when I saw Viscount Nord\'s sincere and confident eyes? Or do you see the happy smile on the faces of the mountain people these days? Harlan repeatedly asked himself in his heart, but he didn\'t get the answer.

"It\'s probably these two days. Lord Nord does what he says. He won\'t let you down."

Old Moore trusted Nord very much. Although he had just known Nord for more than a month, old Moore had been deeply impressed by Nord\'s personality charm. Maybe it was when Nord vowed to old Moore that he would find the far mountain stronghold, or when old Moore made a mistake and Nord still chose to trust him.

"You trust him."

"Lord Nord is trustworthy."

Old Moore\'s eyes were firm. Even if the old man in front of him was the one he most respected and admired, old Moore didn\'t choose to shrink back.

"Yes, viscount Nord is a trustworthy person. Let\'s inform the mountain people first and prepare the materials he needs. They should arrive soon."

With these words, Harlan and old Moore were speechless. Then they were silent. In the room, only Wagner\'s deafening snore echoed in the silent wooden house.