So, despite keayan''s reluctance, Chechen''s mercenaries still moved all the wine in the cellar of Bonneville manor and all the sausages in the kitchen.


    The mercenaries took local materials. They picked up the wooden parts of the weapons discarded by the mob and the ragged clothes from the battlefield where the battle had just ended, and then lit a fire inside and outside the manor. In a short time, Bonneville wafted a smell of roast sausage.


    More than a dozen servants of the manor were sent to the kitchen to cook potato soup and fish soup


    For what his men did was like plundering, neither Cherchen nor the kind priest stopped it. The reputation of Jews in the Republic of Poland, especially in Ukraine and Lithuania, is not good. They are responsible for a large part of the surging zaporoze Cossack uprising. Like the Smolensk refugees who now account for the vast majority of the mercenary corps, they did not eat less of the exploitation of these Jewish administrators and rent collectors when they were in their hometown. Although most Jewish rent collectors are only accomplices to the great nobles and lords, Cherchen and the mercenary regiment are now working for Prince yanush. The prince is the largest Lord in Lithuania. Everyone eats the dinner of the raziweu family. Of course, they won''t blame the prince for anything wrong. So they can only give color to these accomplices.


    After moving the last barrel of beer in the cellar, the mercenary carrying the beer accidentally found a secret door in the cellar. The secret door is built on the ground, with dozens of barrels of beer on it. You can''t notice the existence of the secret door until you finish moving the beer on it.


    When the mercenary told Chechen about the discovery of the secret door, keayan, who had been standing next to Chechen since the beginning, became bloodless, while his son clenched his fists.


    The secret door was of course built by Kia Yang. Every year he would deposit the rent and interest received from the tenant in the secret door. He could not or dared not use the money, because he knew that once Prince yanush or his subordinates knew they had so much money, they would certainly take it as their own in any name or for no reason - Jews were the pockets of nobles and lords. Once nobles and lords were short of money, they would get money from the pockets. Keayan has understood this since he was a child.


    Chechen and Pedro followed the mercenaries to the cellar, and kiajan and Bati certainly followed. At the entrance of the cellar, more than a dozen mercenaries were moving boxes of small boxes out of the hidden door in the cellar like a relay race, and they didn''t finish until they moved to the twelfth.


    Chechen opened a box and saw a full cabinet of Taylor. The quantity of this box was no less than 1000.


    "Steward, are these also the property you keep for your royal highness?" Pedro asked knowingly.


    "Yes, of course, these are the tenancies of Bonneville estate collected in the name of his Highness the great prince," kiajan said respectfully.


    The sophisticated keayan knows that money is external. What if he argues that these are his own assets? In the face of power, eloquence is not as useful as steel knives and swords.


    "Then according to the instructions of the prince, six of the twelve cases of Taylor are used as military funds for our mercenary regiment, and we will take the six cases to Werner and give them to the prince," said Pedro.


    "Of course. To tell you the truth, the prince is in urgent need of money now, and I have long wanted to deliver these Taylor to the prince, but Bonneville was attacked by the mob, which delayed it." kiajan said more respectfully for himself.


    Seeing keayan on the road like this, Pedro couldn''t help patting keayan on the shoulder with joy.


    But keaian was obedient, and his son Bati was a straight man. Seeing that his property was robbed by the mercenary regiment, the young man glared at Chechen and Pedro and said, "a group of robbers."


    Buddy''s voice was so loud that the mercenaries around him could hear it clearly. When they saw that their head and deputy head were scolded by a greedy Jew, they put down their food one by one and looked at buddy with a fierce face.


    At this time, as long as Chechen or Pedro''s words and eyes, they will go up and let the guy who doesn''t know the heaven and earth know why the flowers are so red.


    But Chechen didn''t give any instructions. He picked up a coin with his finger and Taylor said to buddy, "you say we are robbers?"


    "Yes."


    "What are you? A serious businessman or a loyal servant of the prince''s Royal Highness? How did you get the money? You didn''t get it by usury and tricking innocent tenant farmers. You gained unjust wealth by relying on the prince''s power. Now you say we are robbers."


    Patty clenched his silver teeth and said after half a minute, "it doesn''t matter to you how the money came."


    "Of course it doesn''t matter! If the money is ill gotten, then I have the right to take it back to Werner and give it to his Royal Highness the prince." Cherchen said solemnly.


    These words made Pedro give a thumbs up. My nephew is really more and more talkative. If you say it yourself, it''s nothing more than carrots and sticks, but you can''t say it''s so just and awe inspiring.


    "No one wants to take the money away!"


    Patty was very angry when Cherchen said he would take the money to Werner. He had a gun in his hand. At this time, he raised the gun to aim at Chechen.


    "No!"


    Ji Ayan, who had been standing by and listening to his son''s dialogue with Cherchen, saw that his son was going to hit the stone with an egg, and hurriedly pressed the musket in Patty''s hand with his body. And some of the nearest mercenaries came forward and hugged buddy and subdued him to the ground.


    "Commander Chechen and deputy commander Pedro. Please forgive my son for his youth, ignorance and recklessness. Take all the money if you want to take it." kiayang knelt down and begged for his son.


    Watching batty struggling on the ground, Cherchen couldn''t help feeling pity. He said to kiajan, "don''t worry, we won''t hurt him. Now put him in the cellar until he calms down."


    So, the two mercenaries caught Bati, who looked at Cherchen with hate eyes, and stuffed him into the cellar.


    Keayan took back his reluctant eyes watching his son locked up in the cellar and respectfully went to Cherchen and Pedro to invite them into the house.


    Even Pedro was amazed at the ability of this emotion to send and receive from the heart. I just don''t know how such a versatile old steward can have such a strong son.