Chapter 142: A queen that doesnt desire material wealth


    A few dayster...


    In Bright Road!


    The headquarters of the White Lion Cavalry, the residence of Grand Duke Yingsi, has now been converted into her Majesty''s temporary pce. Still, the size of the pce is obviously not enoughpared to the old pce that she used for many years.


    Her Majesty, who was only a few days away from reaching the age of 20, lived in such a humble pce without showing any impatience.


    Although she is just age 20, she has experienced greater storms than any of her peers. She has enjoyed prosperity, experienced countless difficulties, gained radiance above all, and is hidden in the dark.


    She has a more determined mind than any of her peers, with no materialism, luxury, or desire for enjoyment.


    Her calmness and reason often make people forget she is just a teenage girl.


    At this time, she was sitting on the throne, flipping through a stack of documents that recorded thetest military expenditures and her financial situation.


    Obviously, there is not much good news!


    The battle is unsettled, and a werewolf leading a gueri army is in her territory. It is very tricky, and he hasnt been caught yet. Although she has sent a group of ck Earth Knights to wipe out the guerris, whether she will seed or not is still unknown.


    After all, White Moon is a famous general under Mondra, and is not so easy to deal with.


    Her brow frowned deeply


    As winter drew nearer and nearer, cold wind came through the window, and her Majesty''s long white dress was slightly rolled up by the wind. She suddenly thought of something and said to the guard next to her, "go and get the cook."


    After a while, the royal chef came and stood beneath her respectfully.


    The Queen said faintly, "it''s outrageous for that damned priest to ckmail me with cream cake and force me to sell him the crystal ball. It''s just a snack. How can I exchange it for a strategic magic item? Do I look gluttonous?"


    The chef hurriedly said, "of course, you dont."


    "Hmm!" The Queen asked unwittingly, "did you seed in studying the cream cake I asked you to do?


    "No!" The chef said with a bitter face, "the cake has been made sessfully. It''s very simple and not much different from making bread. But cream the cream alone is impossible to make."


    The Queen sped the armrest heavily, "isn''t the raw materials needed very clear? There are only three kinds of materials, fish maw, milk, and sugar. Nothing more. Why can''t it be made? "


    The chef was sweating, "this There must have been some trick involved in this We studied till our brains trembled but still couldn''t produce it sessfully. Gugu and Jiji couldn''t give us any useful hints. ording to them, Mr. Robb just rubbed his hands and turned the materials into the cream. The exact steps were not clear at all. "


    The Queen sighed, "just say it. Is there any hope of finding out?"


    "Yes!" The chef said. But it will take a few more months at the very least.


    "Months?" The Queen raised her voice.


    The chef said, Yes, a few months.


    The Queen waved, "forget it, go."


    The chef bowed his head, saluted, and then retreated quietly.


    The Queen thought about it carefully for a long time and then said to the guard, "go and call Gugu and Jiji. Prepare a crystal ball.


    The guard was about to leave when the Queen stopped him and said, "Bring me thest piece of cake in the magic refrigerator."


    A few minutester, her Majesty carefully took thest piece of cream cake with both hands and gently licked the cream on it. It was refreshing, non-greasy,fortable, and delicious. Ah, why is this food so delicious?


    I am obviously a person who has tasted all the world''s sufferings and has long been unmoved by such things. What is a mere delicacy in the face of the great ambition of reviving the country? Dont y with me. Stop trying to influence my firm will.


    She failed!


    The sweet cream made her face look as beautiful as a rose. Once the first beauty of the Kingdom of Granughed, all the guards in the pce could not help turning their heads and dared not look directly at her.


    They heard her Majesty sigh in a mncholy voice, "there are only five mouthfuls left. Its almost finished."


    It''s almost winter, and the fields will soon be empty.


    The vigers of Westwind Town collected thest batch of autumn-nted potatoes and stored them in their warehouses.


    At this time in previous years, most townspeople would be ready to go into rest mode and wait for the beginning of spring to start working again.


    But this year is different. The stockings factory in the town does not stop because of winter. In order to feed the spiders, hunters have to hunt desperately to catch goblins and ogres, as well as all kinds of beasts and monsters.


    Moreover, there are fewer beasts and monsters around the vige now. Some quick-thinking townspeople felt that catching beasts and monsters alone would not be enough to feed the hundreds of spiders, especially since the second batch of spiders was about to be born. Greater demand for meat has been put on the agenda.


    Coupled with the fact that the people of Westwind Town are getting richer, they are willing to start spending money on food.


    The price of meat in Westwind Town began to soar, and after calcting, the townspeople found that raising pigs, chickens, and even rabbits could make a lot of money and that they would no longer lose as much money on feeds as before.


    As a result, some townspeople began to raise all kinds of livestock, such as chickens, ducks, geese, rabbits, and pigs. They could raise whatever they could and didnt have to worry that they could not be sold. Winter happens to be a fattening season to let the livestock grow. They will sell them to the silk stockings factory when they be big and fat.


    As a result, the idle season in previous years is still hot in action this year. Westwind Town has be a small town that doesnt rest.


    That morning, Robb was slumped on the stone stool in the yard as usual, and suddenly the rm sounded again on the sentry tower to the southeast of the town.


    The sound made Robb a little curious. No one has dared to make trouble in Westwind town for a long time now. What is this rm for?


    Before he could speak, Lillian ran over with his wheelchair, smiled, and said, "Master,e on."


    Robb moved his ass, sat down from the stool to the wheelchair, then picked up the goose feather fan handed over by Lillian, pointed to the southeast corner, and said with a smile, "Let''s go!"


    Little Yi, the three adventurers, Bishop Elsie, Number 8, and arge group of people came out of their houses and followed Robb.


    Robb looked from side to side, "well! Our lineup is really getting bigger and bigger."