Isekai: Princess Marquess Becomes Entrepreneur of Tempe

Chapter 26. A Glass of Milk (2)

Elona wakes up from her depression, and finds Art thinking next to her with a bent face. The girl became amused herself made.

"Huhahah!"

"Why?" art asked who was confused because suddenly the girl before him laughed at him. Elona shook her head.

"I'm sorry, you're also thinking about my problems, until your face is bent so hihi,"

Art looked at the face of Elona who was laughing amusedly looking at him. "Hey, I'm seriously trying to help you!"

"Hehe, sorry. Thanks yeah. But that's okay, there's no need to mess around too quickly now. There is still plenty of time until the second harvest cycle arrives. When that time comes, may the solution be found."

Elona's gaze diverted to the glass of milk that had been on the table. It still feels warm once the glass is touched.

"Would you like some milk?" Elona thrust the glass at Art.

"Milk?"

"This. I'm not in the mood to drink it right now."

Art accepts hesitantly giving a glass of milk from Elona. Just this time he was offered a glass of non-wine from a girl.

"Do you often drink milk in your house?" ask Elona. Art scrunched his forehead.

"You mean?"

"Ah, I don't mean to be arrogant..." Elona hurriedly corrected her question. "Don't get me wrong, huh? I just want to know what kind of village life is, what they eat and drink, and so on."

Art stared at the white milk liquid inside the glass. Elona still considers him a poor villager. But the man did not correct the misunderstanding. He even more let Elona think so that the girl would be helped to work on her land. If Art is discovered to be Arthur Eckart a prospective duke, Elona may not be willing to accept his help

"Y-yeah." replied Art stammered. Then he took a breath so he wouldn't be nervous.

His mother always said that Art was not good at lying and could be known from the way his speech stuttered. But that doesn't seem to be the case with the girl. Elona is still insensitive and considers that Art is not a noble just from the way he dresses.

"Do you drink milk every day?" ask Elona again.

"Not every day.err, milk is quite expensive for ordinary citizens." replied Art. He took the reference to his answer from one of his soldiers who used to be villagers. He said, cow's milk is indeed classified as something that is not affordable when consumed every day by ordinary citizens.

What about the man himself? Instead of just drinking milk every day, he could even buy his cattle farm at once. But of course it cannot be disclosed, although he was eager to show his wealth in front of Elona and give him free business capital, so as not to be moody again as it is today.

"Oh, so... Then you drink. Tomorrow every night I'll have one more glass for you when you come here" Elona said with a smile.

Art took a glass of milk in front of her and drank it, peering at Elona's face from behind the mouth of the glass. The girl stared fixedly at Art, as if to make sure that the young man drank the milk. Art deliberately drank it slowly, because the face of Elona who was looking at him was very adorable.

But suddenly, Elona widened her eyes, as if remembering something important.

"Eh, I forgot!! I had a little drink from that glass too!"

"*HUHUK!"

Elona's words make Art cough from his drink and spurt some milk from his mouth, making him wet his chin, neck, tunic collar and chest. He looked at Elona and the glass of milk in his hand alternately.

To be precise, he looked alternately between Elona's lips and the rim of the glass mouth he had just touched with his own lips.

The one just now... Indirect kiss?!!

Art was deep in thought, imagining that it was not the edge of the glass mouth but Elona's lips straight away. The blood flow that had once flowed normally immediately rushed back to the face of the leaping dike. Art's face was very red at this time to the neck and ears.

"Okay, sorry. Let me clean up!" Elona frantically saw the man in front of her cough up like that. She immediately took a handkerchief from behind the pocket of her evening dress and approached Art's face. Elona gently rubbed the man's face with the handkerchief, to wipe his chin and neck wet with milk.

As a result, it was not only her chin and neck that were wet from the words of Elona. Now his head also became dizzy because of the actions of the girl.

"Tu-wait! Waitaminute! Stop that!" Panicked Art held Elona's hand and took her handkerchief. Elona was clearly confused to see it.

"Why?"

"Let me alone!"

It's like when he's hunting in the woods and preparing to attack his prey. Usually, with shrewdness and all strategies, Art's position is always superior to his hunt. The man was always chasing, while the man was trying to escape. And in the end it stopped and gave up, and Art ate it.

But not this time. In front of him was a girl. Art did not think that the girl he hunted turned to attack with all the innocence he did not realize. The young man did not know what to do. Just this time, all his strategies in hunting were useless at all.

Elona looked at Art who stepped away from her. The girl felt that Art would not be touched by her.

"Sorry, are you disgusted? Let me get you a new glass, yeah. Again sorry," said Elona felt guilty, making the young man wrong.

"No! Don't take a new one! I want this one! I'll take it home!" Art so the serocos is unclear.

"You want to take it home? What's?"

"You!! Uh, meaning..." Art is panicking. Then he pointed at the glass in his hand, "The glass! Yes, glasses! Just for me, yeah!"

Elona was getting confused. "Is that a cheap glass?"

"It's okay! I like!" reply Art quickly. He intended to make the glass made of bronze as a display in his room forever.

"You don't feel disgusted?" asked Elona again, Art nodded quickly, trying not to leave the misunderstood room for Elona.

"Where may I be disgusted with you, even I su-"

"Su...?"

"It's nothing!!" Art quickly downed the rest of the milk in the glass he had in his hand. He prayed that the panic and red hue on his face would go down to his stomach along with the milk he drank.

When he finished, he approached the table and placed the empty glass on it. Art covered his face with one hand and sighed many times to calm down.

This girl.all her actions were really not good for my heart health. But if you do not meet him just one day, even my whole body becomes unhealthy. Actually, what happened to me?!!

"Hmm, maybe I'll try bringing milk for the workers at rest. Not bad, to restore lost stamina." proposed Elona. Art nodded his head.

"Good idea."

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The next day, Elona brought 30 liters of milk in three large water drums that were transported from her residence. He also prepared glasses in accordance with the number of workers on the land.

"Let's go, get some rest, yeah, I got milk from home. Still fresh!" Elona shouted to the workers.

The workers came over and took one glass each, then took milk from the tap at the bottom of the water drum.

They all gathered and joked around the resting place.

"I haven't had milk in a long time!"

"Yes, me too! Usually if there is more money, I can only drink a glass in three days."

"I want to bring home a glass for my little boy at home."

Elona listened to all the conversations. Unlike on earth when the price of milk can be affordable by almost all circles, but not with in this world.

Ordinary people meet their calcium needs not by drinking milk, but by eating fish or other vegetables such as broccoli. Milk is an item that is quite expensive, because it is only consumed by the nobles.

The workers thanked Elona and continued to cultivate the land afterwards. Elona seemed satisfied with what she was doing. The rest of the milk in the drum stayed a little, because the residents were enthusiastic to drink it, even asked to add a glass to take home.

Elona saw all the empty glasses that had been drunk. The girl helped the servants collect the glasses. But Elona felt something strange.

Though he was sure that he had brought a sufficient number of glasses for all workers, one person one glass. But at this moment, on the tray before him, there was one glass left. The glass is still clean and tight, like no one has ever used.

Who is not drinking milk?

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