The Black Iron Glory
Education Fee

Chapter 7

Education Fee

"I know, Dad." While Arbeit would argue with Claude and scold his brothers, he would never go against his father's wishes. In that case, he was still clear-minded. He knew that his father was an integral part of his future and finances, even though he was an adult and had a job that many people envied.

He knew that his father, the chief secretary of Whitestag City, was a person he could rely on and who had given him everything.

But even though he agreed with his father, his actions reflected the opposite. As he stared intently at Claude, he tore off his salted butter bread before stuffing it furiously into his mouth, as if he was gnawing at Claude's flesh.

Morssen sighed in his mind. It seemed like the relationship between these brothers could not be saved. Fortunately, I set it up for two completely different paths. I hope they will compromise in the future instead of ending up as arch-enemies.

He put down his cup and considered something before asking his son, "Arbeit, why didn't Sir Fux take you to the prefectural capital with him?"

Arbeit returned his gaze and shrugged his shoulders. "How do I know? The baronet told me that I had been working for 12 days in a row and was entitled to three days off for rest. I believe he went to the capital on personal matters and it was not suitable for an outsider like me to come. Well, I'm sure you know what personal matter I'm talking about. "

Although Arbeit thought that the answer was perfect, his aloof tone only irritated Morssen. "Arbeit, I hope I didn't hear you use your tone outside. All sorts of gossip or rumors about Sir Fux would spread like wildfire in Whitestag City. I hope you don't become ground dust after getting involved in the storm . "

However, Arbeit does not appear to take his father's warnings seriously. "I know, I'm just talking about it at home. If anyone else asks, I will tell them that Sir Fux has rushed to the capital on urgent matters instead of meeting his lover."

Morssen shook his head. "Arbeit, I'm really disappointed in you. Even though you've been serving on Sir Fux's side for two years now, you still haven't earned his trust and become his confidant. Otherwise, he will not hide his meeting.his lover from you. Instead, he will ask you to arrange a meeting, not send you a break. "

"But I know that she went to see her lover! He didn't hide it from me at all! All the official documents and letters passed me, and I had to answer on his behalf to some of them! And, no Did he praise me in the presence of your colleagues back then? " Arbeit interrupted with dissatisfaction.

"Huh, this is exactly the part of you that I'm worried about," Morssen said exasperatedly, "How do you know that Sir Fux actually went to the capital to meet his lover? Maybe he deliberately misled you into thinking so. Meeting a lover is the perfect excuse that will keep people away from the secret things that he wants to do. Even though you know that she is going to meet her lover, you have no idea who she is or where she lives.

"Arbeit, you must understand that as a member of the house, the baronet holds many political transactions and connections. That connection is not always transparent and up front. I'm hoping you can become a baronet confidant so you can get involved in this aspect. If the Baronet really trusts you, you will benefit a lot from its resources and connections.

"However, here you are, excited about the fact that all the official documents of the baronet pass through you. However, you don't even know that it's all worthless. The deal under the table has long been concluded. Documents are nothing but formality. As for his letters, they were all sent out in an official capacity and they were really not something he held with respect.

"The actual "communication is always done in code. I'm sure you can't read the personal letters he received and can just pass them on. Am I right?"

"B-but ... the baronet has praised me in front of you, right?" Although Arbeit paled slightly, he did not give up at all.

"It's just a pleasantries. It doesn't cost him anything to do it. If you really want to hear a compliment, I can hire someone to sing your praises in front of you all day long. But so what? Do you think it is? will those words make you someone to be reckoned with? " Morssen did not hold back and touched the heart of the matter. His eldest son is still too young and still not mature personality. He was easily misled by the outward appearance and could not read impliedly as Morssen could.

At that moment, footsteps could be heard descending from the stairs. Mrs Ferd went down with their beloved son, Bloweyk, leading Morssen to end his studies for his son. He stood up and beamed as he extended his hand. "Oh, my baby is finally coming down. Come on, hug dad."

Fat bloweyk does not give face to the head of the house. He looked away from his father and turned to Claude while still in his mother's arms. "Brother .. Hug …"

Claude put the bread and sausage in his hand. He was someone who had to eat meat with his breakfast, as well as the former owner of the body. No wonder he was tougher than the Arbeit shorter.

Fortunately, his mother usually prepared slices of sausage for him so that he could eat them between reading times. Claude had actually somewhat missed the delicious breakfast he could have had in his previous life. Bread, pancakes, Chinese donuts (youtiao), soybean tofu, fermented tofu, pickles, beans, and so on. Just thinking about it made his mouth water.

After taking Bloweyk into his arms, Claude pinched his fat little brother's face. "Are you not acting today, puffball. How can you let mom take you down now that you're this old?"

Claude smiled sadly. He could not say anything about how his parents spoiled his younger brother so badly. Even though the fat boy was already six years old, they still did not let him climb the stairs alone. Then again, it was a feat for them to still be able to lift it altogether.

"Mom, let Bloweyk come down on his own next time. We started doing it when we were three or four years old. Also, he's growing fast and getting heavier by the day."

However, his good intentions were ignored by his parents.

"Don't worry, I can still carry her" said her mother. Morssen nodded in agreement as well.

Claude resigned and toyed with his brother, who was currently sitting on his lap. "Puffball, what do you want to eat? Brother here will get it for you."

"I want bread! Remember to add honey!" said the boy while pointing at the honey pot.

"OK, okay. I will spread honey for you" said Morssen, hurriedly putting honey on the bread.

Typically, Ferds have fried eggs and bread for breakfast accompanied by tea and milk. Other times, they will have wheat porridge or roasted apples. Eggs and bread are usually eaten with salt as a seasoning, and they can also eat bread with sliced meat just like Claude did.

Honey on the table is only used as an additive for tea or milk. Most of the sweet products in the world are made using honey. Green candy is also said to be made from a type of sweet potato in the north, but Claude has never seen it himself. Sometimes, baked apples are eaten with honey because the apples in the world are not that sweet. Claude, however, had never heard or seen anything resembling normal sugar in their world.

If Arbeit, Claude and Angelina also ate their bread with honey, they ended up being reprimanded by their father. He would definitely understand how his children did not know how to save and appreciate the good life they lived and sigh over their extravagant behavior.

However, there was no problem for Bloweyk to eat bread with honey. Instead, it can be said that the honey pot is prepared precisely for that little puffball.

"Right, Dad, Instructor Mark said that we will learn to ride horses from next week. Each student has to pay three riya for tuition and if we want to hire a private horse for personal guidance, we need to pay for the silver thale" Claude said as he put down his cup after finishing his milk.

“I object.” Whenever it comes to money, Arbeit feels that he is the head of the household and plays the role of a stingy poor man. Perhaps he saw all the money the household had as his inheritance, so every coin spent on his brothers lost some of his flesh.

"Do you know how to ride a horse? Back then, you and your men even rode the Old Benz dark horse, Bauker left! He should chase you halfway into town! Did you forget? Since you already know how to drive, paying your tuition is a waste of money! "

Benz is the delivery man for Whitestag Town postal service. Bauker, a dark horse, was provided by the post office and he carried a large green sack filled with letters to deliver.

Arbeit did have a reason this time to prevent the loss of his family's fortune.

Since the reform of the Stellin IX currency was instituted, a series of new coins were introduced and the use of other highly complicated market currencies was banned nationwide. Currency issues faced by the kingdom stabilized as a result and great economic development was encouraged.

Today, the lowest denomination of the royal currency is the penny, which is made of iron. Ten pennies yielded fenny, bronze coins, and ten of them were worth like sunar, coins made mostly of copper. Ten sunars could be exchanged for one riya, a small silvery coin with 30 percent pure silver and the rest made from some sort of alloy of tin and zinc. Ten riyases on the other hand are equivalent to thale, a large silver coin with over 75 percent silver.

Claude had made some comparisons to his previous world currency. A penny is more or less a penny, a penny is ten cents, and a sunar is less than a dollar. One riyas would be ten dollars and one thale would be equivalent to one hundred dollars.

Above the silver thales is another denomination of small gold coins called kron. Each chronicle contains 45 percent gold and is worth as much as five thales, making it equivalent to 500 dollars. And on top of the kron there is a larger gold coin called sufia with a 90 percent gold content. Five kron can be traded with one sufia. It is said that the denomination of the highest currency in the kingdom is Stellin's Shield, which is a violet gold coin in the form of a shield with the large face of Stellin IX engraved on it. Ten sufia could only be exchanged for one Stellin's Shield.

The cost to ride a horse in a national high school is three riyases, about 30 dollars, and it is a normal price and does not cost much. It was used to pay for horse food and new equipment for horses and overtime wages for horses. Not even the softest of horses will be able to withstand the abuse of a young teenager who still does not know how to ride properly, so the school will not be able to afford additional horse riding lessons if they do not collect fees . How else because the annual education budget has been set.

On the other hand, the cost of renting a horse for private lessons is one thale, approximately one hundred dollars. That includes personal training away from the basics and it is a pretty valuable deal for a complete learning package.