Give Me the Name of God

Is the danger in the forest?

It makes sense. The forest is very vast and basically undefended. It is also connected to half of the hillside. There must be many wild animals. If there are thieves sneaking in, it will be difficult to detect them. Even bandits have them. Possible raid from here.

But the danger is not that serious. Even though Manda only has a dozen people under his command, as long as he doesn't encounter high-level believers, he can easily deal with hundreds of bandits.

But it is also necessary to take some precautions. Let Ogg stay in the forest first. Once the enemy is discovered, even if it cannot be defeated, at least the news can be sent over. As for how to set up defenses in the future, Manda can't think of a good way, no matter in the past life or in this life. , he had absolutely no experience managing a manor.

By the way, what did "grandpa" do before? If you don’t understand, you can learn. Let Silva go to the old Conte for advice first.

After simply packing up their things, everyone slept in the house for a night. At dawn the next day, Silva came to the market and asked the vendor where Old Conte lived.

Old Conte had a large house in the town. Silva ate pastries in the foyer for a long time and did not see Conte Ray until noon.

Seeing that Silva had changed into a brand new robe, Conte also saw his identity.

"You must be Mr. Monchik's butler, right? Why don't you come to this humble abode?"

Silva didn't know much about the etiquette of aristocrats. He wanted to maintain a humble attitude, but was afraid of compromising Manda's identity. After a few difficult greetings with Conte, Silva explained his intention.

He first talked about the forest. Conte laughed when he heard this and said: "Mr. Monchik is too worried. This is Niujiao Town, not a wilderness. How could the bandits have the courage to commit crimes on the Viscount's territory?"

"Even if there are no bandits, we still have to be wary of thieves. I would like to hire a team of guards for you."

Conte's face sank and he said, "Is this what Mr. Monchik means?"

Silva waved his hands repeatedly and said: "This is my idea, I haven't discussed it with the master yet."

"This is even more inappropriate. As a wealthy butler, you must at least understand the law. Not to mention that Mr. Monchik does not have a title. Even Lord Pedros does not have the power to form a guard. As Mr. Monchico, , you can hire up to ten guards, and you must get permission from the Viscount."

"Ten guards should be enough." Although the manor was large, thinking about the cost of these guards, Silva couldn't help but feel sorry for Manda.

"You need to submit documents to the Viscount. After getting permission, you can go to the market to hire guards. Is there anything else?"

Silva took a deep breath. The next question would hurt his self-esteem, but even if he showed cowardice in front of Conte, it would be better than making a lot of mistakes in the future. Silva gritted his teeth, offered two cans of good wine, and proposed that he issues of greater concern.

"There are more than a dozen of us now, and only five of them can actually work. This also includes the master's personal maid, and the rest are all the master's friends. If we want to take care of such a large manor, do we need to hire more people? How many manpower?"

After hearing this question, Old Conte could be sure that the new butler was a complete layman.

Not only is he a layman butler, he is also a layman in some hidden fields. Just from what he just said, Conte has already obtained a lot of important information.

He did not show any disdain and patiently explained to Silva:

"Not to mention five people, even fifty people can't support such a large manor. First of all, you have to hire a group of slave farmers. You can't let the fields of the manor be idle. Do you want Mr. Monchik to buy something at the market? Food? That is a very embarrassing thing for the nobles. As you can see, the field is not small and requires at least twenty slave farmers to take care of it.

One personal maid is not enough. At least four maids and four footmen are needed to take care of Mr. Monchik's daily life. You also need to hire at least ten cleaning ladies, five washerwomen, four chefs, and four Gardeners, two blacksmiths, and two carpenters. If Mr. Monchik has a hobby of hunting, he must be paired with at least one tanner. There are white-eyed foxes and iron-toothed giant bears in the forest of the manor, and their furs are very precious.

Besides, whether Mr. Monchik likes to drink or not, he must at least hire a brewer, otherwise how will you entertain your guests? Do you buy those ales from the market that are terrible to your throat?

You have many carriages, and each carriage must be equipped with at least one coachman. It is best to hire two more people to take care of the animals. The house is broken and needs to be repaired, and the useless things need to be cleaned. There are always endless chores in the manor, at least. Twenty handymen are needed..."

After listening to Old Conte's introduction, Silva felt his head buzzing. According to what he said, Manda would hire at least 80 people, each with five silver coins per month, which added up to four gold coins. Not counting the cost of their meals and drinks.

When I opened a tavern in the past, I could only earn two or three gold coins in a month. Now I have to spend four gold coins to hire servants?

I can't bear it, I absolutely can't bear it!

I am the steward of the manor. I have to save space for the master. I don’t need to hire another winemaker. Worm’s wine is so delicious, why should anyone else use it?

There is no need for carpenters and blacksmiths. Guatel is a favored one by the gods, and the "poet" is a third-level craftsman. Who is more useful than them?

Handyman, gardener, cleaner, washerwoman, cook... let Helena do all these things. She was too pampered before, so she needs to learn more diligently.

As for the coachman and guards, we cannot omit this. We will discuss it with the master.

…

Silva left with anxiety, and Conte immediately went to the Vicomte Castle. He had important news to report to Sorens.

“Krechi Monchik was not born into a noble family, and his butler knew nothing about aristocratic life.

He brought more than a dozen people, there should be five white ducks, and the others should be believers of the ancient gods.

He was going to hire some people, and he wanted to take care of the manor. "

"He wants to live a good life? I can't figure this out. I thought he was just like old Yaman and just wanted to spy on me." Solens thought for a moment and smiled, "Since he wants to hire help, we will give him He sent some slaves, and there was no cheaper hand.”

…

Manda handed an ancient book obtained from the underground palace to Kunta. When Kunta read the title of the book, Manda was shocked and could not recover for a long time.

"This book is the Book of Priests, written in the ancient Atlantean language." Quinta's voice was trembling.

"You mean, after learning the knowledge in this book, you can tell a person's natal god like the count?"

Manda shook his head and said: "Unlike the Earl, the Earl's method is a kind of blood witchcraft, which relies on tasting the taste of blood to judge the natal deity. There is a 60% certainty that the guess can be correct, but there is also a 40% chance that the guess will be wrong. "

"What about this book?"

Kunta said: "What is recorded in this book is another method, listening to the voice of the gods through sacrifices, in order to judge a person's natal god."

Manda asked: "How sure are you of guessing correctly?"

"No need to guess, no need to be certain," Kunta shook his head and said, "There is no possibility of guessing wrong."