Chapter 66 Nashen's Poverty
After listening to Nashen's explanation, Gervase felt relieved. Gandalf's territory was indeed a relatively safe area. It was in the central area of the earldom and close to Winterfell, so basically nothing would go wrong.
As for the ten guards who followed the convoy back, it was to conceal their tracks and clear suspicion. After all, intercepting the noble convoy was a big event, and they had to appear to have no evidence against them. Even if there were some suspicions in the end, it would be of no use and they would have to suffer in silence.
"Sir, the food is ready. Shall we serve it now?"
Just then, the food was finally cooked, and a servant from the kitchen carefully ran to Gervis and asked.
“Serve the food!”
At Gervis's command, the servant immediately ran back to the kitchen. Soon, three servants came out carrying several large plates. They carefully placed the plates full of food on the long table, including two large cups of juice made from wild fruits.
There aren’t many types of dishes, but the quantity is very large, especially the oysters, which fill up two large plates.
Nashen and Driss stared at the food on the table with their eyes wide open, especially Driss. He looked listless just now, but now he became energetic when he smelled the aroma of the food. After eating dry food for several days, he really couldn't resist the temptation to see such delicious food.
Na Shen behaved much more elegantly. After all, he was the elder and could not embarrass himself in front of the younger ones. However, he still swallowed secretly several times.
"Big crabs, big lobsters, golden oysters, storm wolf meat, Lord Nashen, Deris, you are welcome, eat as much as you want. Although my territory is a little poor, it is not short of seafood and game."
Looking at the looks of Nashen and Driss, Gervis couldn't help but feel proud. Although his territory was remote and poor, when it came to food, it was no worse than other small nobles. This was the geographical advantage.
"Storm wolf? Monster meat?" After hearing Gervis' introduction, Nashen and Deris were both stunned. They looked at the plate of meat with the smallest portion, somewhat unbelievable.
Although these seafoods are relatively rare and difficult to taste for them, they are too common compared to Warcraft meat.
Nashen and Darius had only heard of Warcraft meat but had never actually eaten it. Gandalf's territory was surrounded by other vassal nobles and was located in a plain. Although there were many wild beasts, there were no Warcraft, and of course there was no chance to eat Warcraft meat.
"Well, here's the meat of a storm wolf. We just killed one a few days ago. You can try it. It tastes very good!" Gervis nodded. Although he was very pleased with the expressions of Nashen and Deris, as the owner of this place, he could not laugh at them.
After getting Gervis's approval, Nashen and Deris couldn't wait to pick up their knives and forks, each picking up a piece of storm wolf meat to taste.
When the storm wolf meat entered their mouths, they were instantly shocked and their eyes lit up.
"It's delicious! So this is what Warcraft meat tastes like. It melts in your mouth and there's a warm feeling. Today, thanks to Master Gervis, I'm eating Warcraft meat for the first time in my life. I used to think those nobles were fools. They only cost one gold coin for ten kilograms of low-level Warcraft meat. What's the point of improving my cultivation a little bit? Now it seems that I'm too poor!"
After tasting it carefully, Na Shen was completely conquered by the wonderful feeling of the monster meat in his mouth, and he couldn't help but joked at himself.
Driss didn't say anything. Although he was conquered by the deliciousness just like Nashen, he was always proud of himself and couldn't express his admiration in front of Gervis.
He just glanced at the smiling Gervis with a complicated expression. He couldn't understand why his timid and cowardly brother had changed so much in just a few days. Not only did he become a titled knight, but he could also kill a monster as easily as killing a rabbit.
Gervis wanted to laugh when listening to Nashen's words, which reminded him of a saying on Earth: poverty limits Nashen's imagination.
"Lord Nashen, eat more if you like. This plate is specially prepared for you." Gervis himself did not use his knife and fork. There was not much monster meat on the plate, less than half a pound. All the food was prepared for Nashen and Deris. He had just finished breakfast and had no appetite at all.
"Master Gervis, I won't be polite then!"
Nashen was also a straightforward person. Apart from his title, he was actually an old soldier. He liked to be straightforward and stopped being polite with Gervis. He started eating right away.
The meal lasted for more than an hour. Nashen and Driss ate up all the dishes on the long table without leaving any residue.
Finally, Nashen touched his belly and said to Gervis, "Master Gervis, how are those golden oysters made? I also ate this kind of shells when I followed Lord Gandalf to visit other nobles. The taste is completely incomparable to yours. Although it is not as delicious as the monster meat, it is definitely one of the most delicious foods I have ever eaten."
"Hehe, this method is my original invention. It's not available anywhere else. Only my chef can do it." Gervis laughed. With Nashen's evaluation, it means that his oyster plan is very feasible. Even if it is a one-time deal, he can make a lot of gold coins.
"It seems that I need to find a few reliable people to learn how to grill oysters under Jimmy!" Gervis thought to himself. The three male servants recruited a few days ago were assigned to Jimmy, but those were just to help Jimmy, or to prepare food for the servants of the castle in the future.
Gervis, who is learning how to make oysters, needs to be found elsewhere, because this skill is worth a lot of gold coins, and the selection of personnel must be carefully considered.
Gervis wanted to find someone who had parents, wives and children, and whose character was also decent, so that after they learned the skills, they would not go to other noble castles and never come back.
Whether they defect to other nobles or run away with the money, Gervis must take precautions in advance. After all, money is tempting, and a few gold coins are enough for a commoner to live a happy life.
After Nashen and Driss had eaten and drunk their fill, Gervis told the servants to arrange for them to rest on the second floor, while he went to the front hall.
The vestibule was already bustling with activity, with dozens of carriages filling it up. Thomas was taking several servants to count the goods on each carriage. The goods after the count would be placed in various parts of the castle in different categories, and Anna, the personal maid, had become a temporary recorder, checking and recording the quantity of all the stored goods.
There were a lot of supplies this time, including wheat flour, iron materials for making iron tools, crop seeds, and wooden agricultural tools. Even the cattle and sheep were loaded into two carts. List Gervis had seen them when he set out, but the original owner was not familiar with these things. He had never even heard of the names of some of the tools. Fortunately, he had capable subordinates like Thomas, otherwise he would really be in the dark.
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