flstandardbreds Chapter 170 Disharmonious Neighborhood Relations
Chapter 170 Disharmonious Neighborhood Relations
The breakfast at the Duke's Mansion ended in a bad mood.
Catherine left the table first and went to find Clerk Kirk to check on the seed purchase work.
The Duke went to work with a lot of resentment, bearing his daughter's cold sarcasm.
However, Duke William was not the only one who was full of resentment.
"You, what did you say?" Lucas got up early in the morning excitedly and found the house of Mr. Simpson, the agent he was already familiar with. However, he didn't expect that the sky would fall down so early in the morning.
"Hey, Lucas, we are old acquaintances. You are a good boy and have helped me a lot." The agent rubbed his hands with a flushed face and smiled warmly, but still insisted on stuffing the purse into Lucas' hands.
"But I also have a wife and children to support. They are not like you who have the ability to join the Goletia Academy and earn subsidies..." Simpson rambled on and on about his disappointing children and how difficult it was to support a family of five.
"Ahem, anyway, I can't sell you the land at the price we agreed on before." He looked at the bewildered boy opposite him and grinned, "Of course, I'm the most trustworthy agent in Goletia, anyone can say so! So, I will return your deposit to you in full..."
The joy of yesterday's bumper harvest had disappeared. Lucas looked at the bag of money Simpson pushed over, gritted his teeth and tried hard to get it back. "Can you give me some more? I'll try to make up the missing deposit." Maybe he could try to apply for the new year's subsidy in advance, and then work hard for a few more months...
"I'm sorry, Lucas." Simpson sighed with great regret, "The house has been sold in full. The original owner has moved out of Goletia, and I can't contact them."
Those dwarves just threw gold at people, who wouldn't be weakened in the knees? Integrity? Principles? What's more important than the gold in the bag?
Lucas's face turned pale.
Mr. Simpson patted his shoulder helplessly. Who could have thought that the price of Goletia's property would reach new highs in such a short period of time? Even though he had been a real estate agent for many years, he could not have predicted this situation.
"Well, I will continue to keep an eye out for you. If there is a cheap house for sale, I will definitely contact you first. Besides, house prices will always rise and fall, they will not always be high. You are so diligent, you should have confidence in yourself..."
The shrewd Zhong Li spoke sweet words while making an excuse that he had an appointment with a client. He turned around quickly and disappeared from the street at a trot, leaving Lucas alone in a daze on the street.
He stood at the busy street corner, looking at the faces of passers-by who were talking and laughing. They seemed full of beautiful expectations for the new year.
Why is this city so unwelcoming to him... Lucas couldn't help but sneer. Why do they all have their own homes even though they haven't worked hard for it?
"Dang——dang——"
The big clock in the city rang dutifully on the hour, and Lucas finally came back to his senses.
There was no time to feel sorry for himself. Lucas tied up the bag of money returned by Mr. Simpson tightly, took a deep breath and ran to the next workplace.
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"Huh? You said you wanted to invite me to the Duke's birthday dinner?" Lilith sat up from the bay window and asked in surprise.
She had only been lazy in the brewery for a few days when Catherine came back from Highgarden in a hurry. She not only sent her the first batch of wheat seeds to be hybridized, but also solemnly invited her to a banquet.
"You have made such a great contribution to Ozler. My father has always wanted to thank you in person. It's a rare opportunity to have time during this holiday. I think this is a good opportunity." Catherine took the tea handed to her by Bella and thanked her politely.
"Besides, High Court is full of opportunities. I think it will be helpful for you to expand your business if you get to know more people," Catherine suggested sincerely.
"Wow..." Lilith exclaimed.
"I can actually attend the dinner of the Duke of the Empire. Tsk, tsk, I doubt that Viscount Friar has ever had this treatment." After first dragging down her cheap father, Lilith happily accepted the invitation, "Of course, I have wanted to visit High Court for a long time."
"Didn't you go there once?" Catherine tilted her head in confusion.
"Ahem, don't mention it!" Lilith almost choked on her tea. That was a dark history! "I didn't see anything that time. This time I want to take a good look around High Garden, ah——!"
Lilith suddenly screamed, startling Catherine.
"What's wrong?" Catherine looked at Lilith who suddenly stood up, and quickly put down her teacup and stood up.
"I, I may not have the right clothes?" Lilith scratched her head in distress. She was struggling on the training ground all day long. Although she often visited the tailor shop in the city, she hadn't ordered a dress for a long time.
"You seem to have grown a lot taller..." Catherine looked at Lilith's body. In her initial impression, the two of them were about the same height, but now Lilith was almost a head taller than her. Maybe she should do some proper exercise?
"Don't worry. Where are your clothes? Let's go see if there is anything we can wear. Winter dresses are usually made looser. Maybe you can still wear them." Catherine thought of a solution calmly.
The two had no choice but to get on Catherine's carriage and drive from Ye Hailong Street to the house in Cuiliu Lane on Coral Ray Street.
"Huh? These workers are so irresponsible!" Lilith complained angrily.
Just as she reached the door of her house, she saw that the wooden stake supporting her mailbox was broken. The sign with "Lilithbella's House" printed on it was now lying in the flower bed along with the mailbox, half blocked by the stone statue she had just moved in.
Catherine followed her, carefully passing over the various materials piled up on the ground, and saw the front door of Lilith's house. Her expression was indescribable -
"You, why did you put this thing at the door of your house?" She looked at the huge stone statue with a green face and fangs in front of her, and the horse tie stone on the other side that was completely asymmetrical. For the first time, she doubted Lilith's aesthetic taste.
"Ah, for a house protection purpose, of course it's better for it to look fierce." Lilith patted the statue's head with satisfaction.
"No matter how fierce they look, they still broke your mailbox..." Catherine complained mercilessly.
Lilith was speechless as she lifted up the mailbox and, through some miracle of great strength, forced the wooden pillar below it a little deeper into the ground.
"Let's leave it at that for now, we'll fix it later!" Without the right tools, Lilith did her work in a very haphazard manner, looking at the crooked mailbox.
"Really? Not only did they make the alley so crowded that no one can walk, but they also damaged my things. If I catch them again, I will make them pay..."
She didn't expect to have to face such disharmonious neighborhood relations in the Middle Ages, Lilith muttered to herself, and called Catherine in to pick out clothes.