Chapter 92: Buy Bread for My Daughter and Meet an Acquaintance
Oh? French bakery?
It was his policy to open various food stores. He selected state-owned serfs with outstanding skills from institutions under Notre Dame, that is, armbands, and gave them the power to open stores.
If the business is good, the person who opens the store will have a certain income, and the Notre Dame background is protected by law, which in disguise enhances the status of the armband.
After all, below the merchants are the petty bourgeoisie, and below the petty bourgeoisie are the serfs.
But now the outstanding armbands have transformed into small businessmen.
Peter's larger purpose in making this decision was, firstly, to boost business, and secondly, to convert all food stores into military supplies during wartime.
Although the food store is small, there is a clause there. Anyone who can make military rations that is easy to carry, filling and nutritious will be able to escape from serf status and be rewarded.
The rewards include not only being released from serfdom, but also being given a title.
This reward is not unimportant to the serfs, so for the small food store, Peter hopes to have some outstanding performance.
Now faced with his daughter's request, Peter readily agreed.
Although he ordered the opening of food stores, he didn't even look at them himself, so he just happened to have a look.
"Wow~ That's great~!"
Katyusha cheered, stopped sitting on her high stool, slipped down, ran to Peter, and rubbed herself into Peter's arms.
Peter picked up his daughter with one hand and put her in his arms to tease her.
Looking at Katyusha's pretty and delicate face, Peter couldn't help but compare with little Vorontsova. Little Vorontsova is now four years old. Although she inherited Vivian's beauty, Peter still feels that his daughter
pretty.
It’s so biased!
Carl saw the happy scene on the side and couldn't help but said coquettishly:
"Your Majesty... Alos, I want to hug him too~"
Peter glanced at her and said:
"How old is Katyusha? How old are you? Don't you have an idea?"
Karl pouted bitterly and said nothing.
Peter ignored her. They were already an old married couple. There was nothing that couldn't be solved in one sleep. Right now, his daughter was his heart and soul.
"Wood~~~"
Katyusha kissed Peter on the cheek, made a boastful sound, and looked at Karl triumphantly, and Karl couldn't help but feel angry.
After the meal, Karl put away the dishes, and Peter took Katyusha downstairs.
At Karl's request, the place where he lived did not even employ servants, and he lived like an ordinary citizen. Only occasionally did the Duchess of Polya cover her tracks and come to visit her beloved granddaughter.
This is one of the reasons why Polya is beginning to favor Peter even in front of Queen Elizabeth. Peter was originally the emperor, and now that Karl has a daughter, Polya unconsciously sides with Peter more.
"Dad, here, here!"
Katyusha took one of Peter's hands with both hands and dragged him towards a corner of the block.
Peter felt his daughter's strength and couldn't help shaking his head. He still needed to eat to be stronger.
In this era, the survival rate of children is low. Peter and Carl only have this daughter. It is a miracle that they can grow up to the age of four safely.
Of course he didn't want anything to happen to Katyusha.
Soon, Peter was standing in front of a bakery.
Before she arrived, she smelled a rich aroma that made her mouth water. Katyusha had already let go of Peter's hand and ran to stand in front of the bakery, looking straight at the bread inside.
He swallowed his saliva in mouthfuls, and then looked back at Peter pitifully.
Peter shook his head. Karl was not short of money, and he didn't know why she didn't buy Katyusha bread.
However, in view of Karl's great achievements in successfully raising his daughter to the age of four, Peter did not interfere with her approach.
"I want this, this, and this!"
Katyusha stretched out her little hand and pointed at the French bread.
Peter looked at the clerk with a smile. She was a very fierce girl, and the uniform could hardly block her proud figure.
She wears a red armband on her arm.
Peter knew that since this woman could work as a store clerk, she also had a curvy armband, so her demeanor was very gentle.
He gently stroked Katyusha's soft hair and said to the clerk:
"Wrap up the ones just now."
"Okay, sir."
The clerk was shocked by the calm and confident look in the eyes of the man in front of him.
She didn't expect that this man would have such a big daughter at such a young age, and after taking a few more glances, her heart couldn't help but beat fast.
At this moment, a cheer came from inside:
"Nedra, I made it successfully!"
Barbaria ran out excitedly with the white sticky stuff on her hands, but when her eyes fixed on Peter, she couldn't help but froze.
Peter also recognized the white armband. Vorontsov suggested that he recruit Barbaria to the palace, but he refused.
Unexpectedly, three years have passed in a flash.
Peter nodded to Barbaria, took out a silver ruble from the purse Vorontsova had embroidered for him and handed it to her.
French bread is not expensive, and ordinary citizens can afford it, but they cannot eat it often.
The standard size is fifteen kopecks each.
The female clerk named Nedra gave him 20 kopecks. Peter thought about it and secretly gave it to Katyusha and winked at her, which made Katyusha very happy.
On the way back, Katyusha was jumping up and down, smelling the bread in her hand from time to time, with a happy smile on her face.
"Barbara, what's wrong with you?"
After the guests left, noticing something was wrong with Barbaria's demeanor, Nedra couldn't help but ask strangely.
Barbaria looked at the direction Peter left and remained silent for a long time.
She had always fantasized about meeting that man again and being bought by him, but she didn't expect that it would be three years before they met again, but the man already had a daughter.
"Barbara, what's wrong with you?"
She had never seen Barbaria look like this before, and Nedra felt very worried.
After coming back to her senses, Barbaria couldn't help but said:
"Does that person just live near here?"
Nedra said:
"I guess so. It was the first time I saw that man, but I have seen that little girl and her mother several times. I saw them back in the residential building on the other side of the street."
Barbaria's eyes lit up, she didn't know what she was thinking, and then she turned around and went inside.
Nedra couldn't help but shake her head, wondering what happened to Barbaria.
After Katyusha had eaten and drank enough, she lay on Peter's body and refused to get up.
That round little belly can be used as a fulcrum to spin the top.
"Katyusha, go to bed."
Karl glanced at Peter and spoke to Katyusha.
"I don't……"
Katyusha was about to say that I wasn't sleepy, but when she saw Karl's staring eyes, she suddenly felt guilty, but she really wasn't sleepy at all.