Start As a Lord In a Viscount

"Mom! Mom!" Crane burst through the door.

At this moment, the woman Claire met before was holding Mei Li and was grooming his hair. Seeing his usually quiet son so impatient, he couldn't help asking: "What happened, so anxious?"

Crane gasped heavily, and said word by word, for fear that the other party would miss out: "Tax reduction! After the lord just returned from the capital, most of the taxes have been exempted!"

"What!" the woman stood up excitedly, "is what you said true!"

"Really!" Crane was also very excited. "Brother Allen just came back to tell us the good news after he heard the news from Nafhu City."

The woman burst into tears, put her hands together and prayed, "Thank the Lord, thank the Lord for the grace you have given us!"

Thanks to Claire's absence, or else you'll have to roll your eyes, it's obviously the tax deduction I gave you, you don't thank me, go thank the Lord?

The mother and son were very excited. The woman forgot to comb her daughter's hair and stood up in a hurry, "I'm going to tell your father the good news."

"By the way, there is another announcement coming."

The woman stopped at the door, "What else?"

"Lord Viscount wants to recruit fifteen maids, including food and housing, and a monthly salary of ten silver coins."

Although the woman didn't have such a big reaction, Mei Li jumped up, "Brother! Can Mei Li be a maid! I am very hardworking! Then I can earn my own money to buy candy!"

Crane touched her little head, "They want maids over sixteen years old. You are only six years old this year, and you are still ten years away."

Meili's face suddenly turned bitter, but after a while, she thought of a good idea, "Then, can Meili apply for the position of a maid ten years later? The money Meili gets can also buy candy for her brother. ."

The woman poked her daughter's head again, and said with a smile, "You know that you want to eat it. When my brother enters the city in a few days, let him bring you back with a candy."

Mei Li covered her head aggrievedly, but when she heard this, she burst into a smile, hugged the woman's hand and shook it, "I love my mother the most! I'll go with you to tell the good news. Dad!"

Then he took the woman's hand and ran out first, and the woman had to laugh and follow.

The news about tax reduction and exemption spread, and with Nafu City as the center, an emotion called joy spread rapidly.

...

On the grass in front of the Viscount Mansion, there were already many young girls who came to apply for jobs, and people were still pouring in outside.

"Line up! Come one by one!" Reagan shouted loudly while standing on the high ladder of the Viscount's Mansion.

The girls below quickly formed a long line, all the way to the door, and the people in the back were all on tiptoes, wanting to see what happened ahead.

Claire glanced at the weather. It was the time when the sun was shining at noon and the scalp was itchy, and the girls who were only fifteen or sixteen years old were enduring the high temperature and insisting on standing in line.

"Regan, let them in and recruit in the castle."

"But young master..." Reagan was obviously unwilling to let these mud legs enter the castle.

"There's nothing wrong with it. If the ground is dirty, the maids can clean it up." In Claire's view, people are always above some things.

"Yes! You are a benevolent lord!" Reagan praised.

Ignoring Reagan's praise from time to time, Claire walked into the castle first.

The girl in the back asked, "What's the matter? What happened in front of me, why did it suddenly move."

"It was Lord Viscount who let us enter the castle for recruitment."

"That's great! Was the one who was about the same age as us just now the Viscount? He looks so good, he looks like a real noble." The girl said shyly.

"Yes, and the Viscount is so good, it must be very happy to work in his castle."

The girl glanced at the people around and sighed: "But there are so many people here this time, I think there is little hope."

"Don't talk about it, it's our turn to go in."

After entering, the girls were placed in the hall by Reagan to wait, while he and Claire entered the conference hall, which was somewhat like a company recruiting in a previous life.

In the hall, the girls who came to apply for the job were restless. Although they had gorgeous sofas, none of them dared to sit down. Even when they saw such a gorgeous sofa and some beautiful decorations beside them, their hearts couldn't help but rise. A sense of inferiority, more nervous.

The job fair officially started, and the girls outside were called into the conference hall one by one.

Claire just sat on the sidelines and handed over the recruitment to Reagan. After all, everyone has decades of experience in this job, and professional work has to be done by professional people.

Reagan: "What do you know!"

"I... I am diligent! I can do anything!"

"What will I do specifically? Will I make food? Will I mop the floor? Will I do laundry? Will..."

Reagan's question stunned the girl sitting across from him for several times. In the end, he didn't know what he said, and he appeared outside the conference hall.

"What do you know?"

"I know nothing, but I can learn!"

Reagan's face darkened, and he waved his hand to let him out. He was looking for a maid who could work, not a student who needed to be taught.

Claire showed a happy smile on the side. I have to say that this girl has great courage and dares to apply for anything.

"What do you know?"

"I'm the eldest daughter in the family. I can cook, wash, and feed pigs!"

"What's the food?"

"Barbecue, bread... broth..." The girl thought hard while dragging her chin.

"Gone?"

"My family eats these."

"..."

Reagan waved his hand, "Get out."

"Then have I been hired?" The girl's eyes were full of anticipation.

Reagan sighed, "To be determined."

After the girl went out, Regan turned to Claire with a bitter face and said, "Master, the quality of the maids here is really bad. Let's buy some from other nobles."

"I think it's pretty good." Claire said with a smile: "As long as the castle can run normally, it's fine. There is still time to learn slowly, and you can always learn."

"I'm afraid they won't serve you well..."

"I don't need others to serve me, I just want to keep the castle in good order."

"Alas." Butler Regan sighed again.

"Don't worry, aren't you here? I believe you can teach them well." Claire patted Regan on the shoulder and encouraged.

In the next second, Reagan's momentum visibly recovered after being inspired by his young master.

"Don't worry! I will not betray your trust!"

"Next!"

At this moment, a thin girl with black hair and brown eyes came in from outside the door. She timidly made it seem a little embarrassed on the chair opposite Claire.

Regan's brows visibly wrinkled, not only because of the other party's nervousness, but also because other girls who came to apply for the job were either half a head taller than her, and seemed to be able to do a good job, with a good figure and appearance. It is not necessary to disgrace the Viscount. Although this girl has a good face, black hair is obviously not common here, and it is not very suitable for the candidate of the maid in his heart.

"Hello two adults, my name is Yuna..." After a simple self-introduction, the girl closed her mouth tightly, looking like she was being slaughtered.

Rigan originally wanted to wave his hand to let him go out, but Claire stopped him. Although he still looked very European and American, his black hair and brown eyes gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy.

"Is your hair natural?"

"Yeah!" Yuna nodded vigorously, but after a while, she felt that she said too little, a little disrespectful to the Viscount, and added: "Mom said my black hair looks good."

Claire laughed, "That's true."

"Then what will you do?"

"I can sweep the floor, cook, and do laundry." Speaking of this, Yuna's neck shrank for a moment and she said hurriedly: "Even if I can't, I can still learn, I can learn things quickly."

Looking at the nervous little girl across from her, whose face was flushed, Claire seemed to have found the joy of making trouble with a primary school girl in her previous life.

"Then what advantages do you have compared to other people? They seem to be taller than you, and they must be stronger than you. In this way, they can do the work you can do better than you, so why should I hire them? you?"

Yuna's little face turned red again, how could she have seen such trouble.

"I... I can order less money and work more hours, but can't it be less than three silver coins?" Yuna looked at Claire pitifully with her big eyes.

"Why?"

Yuna grabbed the corner of her clothes and bowed her head: "Mom is sick, I need to save money to buy medicine..."

Claire said softly: "Okay, I see, let's go out first."

Yuna stood up and walked slowly to the door. Although she was timid, she was still a little unwilling, so she dared to ask, "Am I eliminated?"

"To be determined."

Yuna, who went out, took a deep breath, with a bitter face, the Viscount is so hard on herself, then she will definitely not be able to pass.

"Master, are you recruiting this maid?" Regan asked. This is the first girl that the young master is interested in. Although it is a little worse in every aspect, as long as the young master likes it, he must be hired.

"Hire it, just like other maids, you don't need to be treated specially. By the way, the reward of ten silver coins will also be given to her."

"learn!"

...

A morning passed, and the recruitment of maids had also been completed. Seeing fifteen maids dressed in maid uniforms standing in front of him, Claire finally realized what the sin of the noble class was.

After the recruitment was completed, Claire returned to her room. As for these maids, the experienced Reagan would manage them well.

However, it is estimated that Reagan will be much busy in the next few days, and it is not an easy task to teach those maids how to become a competent maid.

But it's better to be busy than to be idle. When people are idle, they are abolished.

Claire is in this state now, lying on the recliner looking at the ceiling, thinking about when the next week will come, and then the next transaction will be made.