After seeing off the knights of Kant and finishing their daily approval documents, the whole day passed.

Gao Wen came to the window and looked at the giant sun that was gradually sinking outside. No matter how many times the sun in another world looked, it would give him a sense of shock. He looked at the surface of the giant sun, which may be the atmospheric turbulent patterns, and he pushed open the window of the study.

A cold wind immediately poured into the room and blew through every corner of the study. Although it was a month of recovery, the warming weather took a long time. At least during this period, the wind in the morning and evening was still quite powerful every day.

Gao Wen didn't mind the coldness. Instead, he liked the feeling of clearing his mind when the cold wind blew, so he took a deep breath in the cold wind, but there were still people here who were afraid of the cold: a black shadow almost instantly emerged from the nearby air, rushed forward and closed the window tightly, and muttered: "You have a problem, I'm freezing to death when I open the window in a cold day..."

As it turns out, the best way to force a Shadow Master out of stealth is to throw a flash bomb, and to open the window.

Gao Wen looked at Amber who was muttering with laughter and cry: "A guard like you usually won't live off work under other lords..."

"If you are an ordinary lord, I won't be your follower," Amber turned his head and inserted his waist with confidence. Seeing her appearance, she should be ready to say a few more words, but before the girl continued to speak, a scent of food had passed through the crack of the door and floated into the study. The half-elf thief immediately sniffed without dignity, "Wow... today's barbecue is so fragrant..."

Gao Wen also seriously sniffed the smell in the air, and felt a little strange: "It seems that it's not Betty's craft?"

"I won't analyze it with you anymore. I'm hungry and want to have a meal!" Amber said quickly, waving his hand. In the blink of an eye, he opened the door and ran out, leaving Gao Wen behind, shook his head laughing and crying, and followed him out of the study.

Many nobles are accustomed to setting a lot of dining rules. They not only need to pay attention to the main order of seats, but also set the position of servants at meal times, the music they play, and even place the plates and the number of candlesticks, and they will take pride in implementing such strict dining rules and regard them as their own "civilized people". However, the dinner in Gaowen's family is different from other nobles. The table etiquette of the Cecil family has been very simple after a hundred years of decline. After their ancestors lifted up the coffin and expressed their dissatisfaction with the group of people standing next to them during meals, the only remaining dining rules have been omitted. To this day, basically, there are only two remaining items: "The ancestors can only start their meal after they sit down" and "wash their hands before meals".

When Govin arrived at the restaurant, he saw Hetty and Rebecca were already waiting for him at the dining table. Even the Siren who didn't usually leave the door was waiting for the meal at the table, while Betty was busy placing cups, plates, knifes and forks next to him.

Gao Wen walked to the dining table and smiled at Tyre: "It's so rare, are you interested in coming out to eat something today?"

"I heard a new chef came," Tyre shook his tail slightly as he spoke, "I'm curious, come and try it~~"

"New Cook?" Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and looked at the "Big Butler" Hetty with a little curiousness, "What new Cook?"

"Santis is back," Hetty explained with a smile, "with the last convoys entering the city in the evening, it's not time to report it to you. He also brought his family, his father, Mr. Ballside, a chef, and now his family lacks a chef, so I'll let him try it."

"Is Santis back... It seems that it's really time for the beginning of spring," Gao Wen showed a hint of joy, and then said, "But their family just arrived here and should have a day off."

"That Mr. Ball asked for it," said Herty helplessly, "you should understand that he left the capital and came to a strange place. He needed to settle his work as soon as possible to be at ease."

"Yes," Gao Wen nodded, then looked up at Betty and asked the little maid with a smile, "How is the new chef?"

"He's a very powerful person!" Betty nodded vigorously and said with admiration, "Better skills than me!"

The girl was extremely calm and had no sense of crisis that her "kitchen status" was threatened. It seemed that as long as she did not move her pan, it would not affect her "rights" to place cups, dishes, dishes and dishes in the restaurant and take care of the lord, she would have no objection at all.

Gao Wen even suspected that even if someone touched her "rights", she would not know how to resist.

While he was talking, Amber could no longer help it. This half-elf who had never understood the rules and had been accustomed to eating with Gao Wen's family, quickly cut a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth. Then, while being scalded, he shouted in a daze: "Huh...this...this...this is really delicious..."

"It's so delicious?" Tyr glanced at Amber with doubt, poked the food in the plate with the tip of her tail, and then tried to cut a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. After chewing it for a few times, she swallowed the food expressionlessly, "It still doesn't taste much, I'm pretty looking forward to it."

"You are talking nonsense, don't you know that you don't have any sense of taste? You shouldn't have such expectations that are not in line with the laws of nature," Gao Wen turned a blind eye to the caterpillar monster, then tasted the new chef's skills, nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, let Mr. Ball stay here. But compared to this, I want to know more about how many people Santis brought when he came back?"

Hetty had known what Gao Wen would pay attention to, and immediately replied: "About a hundred craftsmen of all kinds and twenty-three scholars came to the city with him, and three mage apprentices and a low-level mage."

More than a hundred craftsmen and more than twenty scholars, this is still an acceptable number for Gao Wen. So many intellectuals or technicians are very useful in today's territory, but after hearing the number of mages and mage apprentices, he couldn't help frowning: "There are so few mages and mage apprentices? There is only one formal mage?"

Amber also swallowed the things in his mouth hard and stared: "Is it that even ancient mages like Kamair not attractive to the wizard of the capital?"

Hetty seemed to be deliberately scaring people. After seeing Gao Wen and Amber's reaction, she smiled and said the following words: "There are nine formal mages and more than twenty mage apprentices they led on the way - one of them is even an intermediate level."

When Gao Wen saw Hetty's smile, he knew that his old dignified granddaughter had a rare slander, but he fully understood Hetty's desire to "scared" -

Nine formal mages and more than twenty mage apprentices! There is even one intermediate mage among them!

Although in Cecil's magic industrial system today, the mage's personal casting level is almost not worth much, a higher mage level not only means a higher talent, but also a certain level of mage ability, which is quite useful!

It is impossible for Santis to be unaware of the requirements of the Magic Industry, so the people he brought must have been screened and reviewed. This group of mages and mage apprentices is a huge treasure for Cecil, who is now in urgent need of technical talents!

It is indeed correct to arrange a trip to the capital for Santis. Compared to the remote southern territory, the Kingdom Center, which Ansu has been operating for 700 years, must have more sufficient talent resources. In that city with the highest magic technology in the Kingdom and the gathering of dozens of magic organizations such as the Royal Mage Association, Wizard Association, and Magic Research Association, there are quite a few low-level mages and mage apprentices...

"Santis has left a stronghold in the capital and has been openly engaged in the name of long-term recruitment of talents. According to your previous instructions, the 'witch' Gipley' and 'Quick Leg' Pierce will maintain the operation of the stronghold after Santis leaves," Hetty continued, "so there should be technicians being sent over in the future - as Cecil's leadership continues to develop, there will be more and more talent transfers."

Gao Wen nodded happily and satisfiedly while listening. After Hedy finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at his eldest granddaughter: "Don't breathe heavily when speaking in the future."

Hetty deliberately lowered his head exaggeratedly, and his tone was particularly serious: "Abide by your teaching--"

Gao Wen smiled and waved his hands repeatedly: "Okay, okay, if you continue to develop like this, it will be another Rebecca."

Rebecca, who was looking down from the other side of the table and trying to compete with the meat chop, immediately raised her head: "Why is there something wrong with me?"

The girl was waving her knife and fork from beginning to end and competed with food. She almost didn't hear any topics around the dining table. At this time, she heard someone calling her name and then looked up reflexively.

Gao Wen was in a very good mood at this time. When he saw Rebecca's cute circle expression, he felt that it was much cute than usual. He couldn't help but say to her: "You go back and prepare, your magic technology research institute is going to be busy - didn't you complain before that practical projects require too many people and there is always no one available? Now, you have at least one hundred apprentices to need training, and you have to train those rune craftsmen, machine teachers, and rune technicians into magic technicians in the shortest time."

The more than one hundred craftsmen and scholars brought by Santis are indeed the urgently needed talents in the territory, but it is not enough to just say that they have to adapt to and learn the "technical needs" of Cecil's leadership. In addition to indoctrinating Cecil's law, they also have to learn a large amount of basic craftsmanship and theoretical knowledge of the magic industry. The first step for them to become Cecil's technicians.

Fortunately, Rebecca once led a group of "problem people" with worse foundation torture and twisted and turned those people into skilled magic technicians. So Gao Wen was not worried at all that this seemingly stupid roe deer who was actually extremely talented would not be able to lead a smarter and more obedient team.

The Magic Technology Institute on the territory has been completed a few days ago, and several large laboratories and practical workshops are in place. This is a good time to train apprentices.

Of course, everyone cannot be stuffed into the Institute of Magic Technology—Gaowen also plans to select some suitable ones from those scholars and hand them over to the Santis Belt and transform them into teachers in the General Academy.

If there are rune masters who are particularly talented in the theoretical field, they will also be sent to the Rune Research Institute in batches.

Rebecca listened blankly to the words of his ancestors. She didn't even notice that a few drops of broth stuck to the corner of her mouth. When she finally understood that she was about to have a large team soon, the girl immediately became excited and jumped up on the spot and cheered: "Wow!"

Then he threw the fork in his hand to the ceiling.

Gao Wen looked up at the fork on the ceiling, then looked down at Hedy, whose face had turned dark.
Chapter completed!