After dressing up as the evil girl in the second game, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Shur

Lizzie was silent. Sera seemed to be obedient only when she first came back, or maybe she had never really been obedient. Like Clemans, she was stubborn and disobedient.

"I will consider sending her to learn etiquette."

These petty tricks were nothing to Sierra. Even if she made Lizzie look bad, she didn't think it was anything.

In addition to the death line of the male protagonists, his final desperation was to be married by Lizzie to the domestically violent Marquis.

So since she came to Cambonia County, she never thought that she would really rely on this family for her whole life. She would have to fight her way out for herself.

This is more difficult than living in a small rented house in London, being a coder struggling with food and clothing, ugh

Today, she has to find a place for the slaves she bought back, so Sierra needs to seize the time to conduct on-site inspections and choose a place to settle them.

As for what to do, that remains to be thought about.

A group of police detectives who have never met before came to the town.

When Sierra rode past the police station, there were a dozen men in suits or police uniforms outside.

Someone greeted her, "Hey, Miss Sierra, how are you doing?"

The man in a light gray suit squeezed through the crowd and came to her horse. He raised his head and saw that she looked unfamiliar. He explained one by one: "Hank is the person in charge of the racetrack, and the Duke of Rosehill is my boss." .”

"Oh, hello, what are you doing here today?" Sierra was still not impressed.

"Director Whitman suddenly died suddenly not long ago. The police detectives sent by the King of the Capital came to investigate the cause of death. Let's take a confession." He said with a smile, and the secret joy in his eyes almost overflowed.

Sierra heard Rose Hill tell her that he had done it, and even pretended that the hand was injured to save her and deliberately published it in the newspaper. The bandage was only worn for two days as a show.

Sierra nodded and wanted to leave after saying hello. Then she turned around and asked, "You run a racecourse, so you must be familiar with the factories or open spaces here, right?"

Killing people and setting fires are all in the wilderness, so they should be quite good at finding an open space.

"It's okay, what's wrong?"

"Is there an abandoned factory that is vacant and unwanted? I want to buy it."

There was about 10 acres of open space in front of me. A rusty factory building stood in the middle and looked crumbling. It was surrounded by weeds and wild cats that had not been taken care of for a long time.

It's about ten minutes' walk from the town, not too far away. Sera didn't expect it to be so deserted.

The person in charge of the horse farm who led her here said: "This place used to be a textile factory. There was a fire and everything was burned down. Many people died inside. Everyone thinks this place is unlucky and no one is willing to buy it."

"This is your land too?" Sera asked.

"It belongs to Mr. Rose Hill. He has so many properties that he probably forgot that there is such a place."

Sierra: "."

This is not a pillow given to sleepy people.

Anyway, I already owe a lot of debt, so it doesn't matter if I owe another piece of land.

"Tell the Duke and I'll give you credit first."

With the little pocket money she had, she could at best repair the broken factory first. Later, she would need to prepare funds to start the factory, so she could save as much as she could.

Hank agreed generously, and Sierra added: "You are familiar with this place. Can you show me the small factories or workshops near the town?"

"no problem."

The young lady in front of him had a good relationship with his rare boss, and Hank was happy to help out with this small favor.

He took Sera through many large and small workshops, and even a place where porters gathered to find temporary jobs.

She visited canneries, mines, shoe factories, woolen yarn workshops, and all kinds of small factories, and she had some ideas in her mind.

These workshops and factories basically already have a complete industrial chain and regular customers. If you want to make one that is exactly the same, you will need to purchase expensive machines and explore it yourself. In the end, the possibility of defeating the old brands is very small, and the probability of losing money is very high.

At this stage, she can only accept some jobs that are purely manual and low-cost.

It was almost evening when Sierra rode back to town. After saying goodbye to Hank, she planned to go home and think about it first.

The doors and windows of the butcher shop opened by the werewolves on Holker Street were ajar, and the light shone through the cracks. Several miners gathered at the door and chatted with Gale.

Seeing Sierra, Gale greeted, "Are you going out alone today? What happened to your skirt?"

"I got some rabbit blood. It's okay. What are you talking about?" She dismounted and looked into the store, and found that there were a lot of animal furs hanging on the walls, but there was no trace of Eric.

"A railway is going to be opened from Walton to Worley, and we are looking for workers." A stained miner spoke to her, his eyes unabashedly admiring her without any malice, "You are so beautiful, Miss Serra."

Everyone has heard of her.

"Thank you, is it a train?" Sierra asked.

"Yes, trains need to recruit a lot of people, and the wages are good." Gale said.

Sera nodded and listened to their conversation continue.

"Ms. Vera's laundry prices have gone up again, ugh."

"How luxurious of you to send your clothes to a laundromat frequented by nobles."

"What else can we do? The laundress's job is so full that it's not my turn."

Cambugna County is mainly engaged in mining, metallurgy, and machinery. Male workers wear coal dust work clothes all year round. It is difficult to wash away the dirty things without leaving them to the laundry.

Sera's eyes suddenly lit up as she listened.

Wally's steam laundry serves the nobles and charges high prices, so why can't she serve the workers at the lowest labor price?

Soda ash for washing clothes and some hand-drawn wooden barrel washing machines are low-cost, aren't they just what she needs?

"Sierra? Why are you coming out at this time?" Eric came from a distance with fresh meat in both hands.

"It's nothing, I'm ready to go back." Sierra quickly walked over and kissed him on the cheek. When the other party was surprised, she whispered in his ear: "I will be grounded when I go back tonight. I won't be able to open the store." Fa Lai, please remember to come to me with some celebration wine in the evening."

"Are you grounded?" Eric asked worriedly: "What happened? How can I come to you?"

"Didn't you climb through my window before? You should do the same on the opening night." She quickly pecked the side of his face again, then turned around and mounted her horse and hurried away.

Bringing wine to open her window in the middle of the night

Eric's face suddenly turned red.

"Has she not remembered your crazy kiss that night?" Gale walked up to him, and his sensitive ears caught every word of the mosquito-sized conversation between the two.

"No, I didn't tell her," Eric replied softly.

"Then you are still going to get her drunk?" Gale frowned: "This is immoral. Serra is a nice person."

"I know." Eric carried the meat into the store. Of course he knew

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