The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

"Be careful on the road." Joel touched Tia's head.

"Yeah." Tia rubbed Joel's hand, which was unusual for her, trying to comfort Joel.

Joel became even more worried when he saw Tia acting like a kitten, and he began to feel a little annoyed with the king.

If the king had not given his sister a territory, she would not have run away now, and their Olmigos family has no shortage of these things.

However, no matter how much she wanted to separate, it was inevitable, and Tia still left on her flying horse.

"Rawley, can you handle those things?" Joel stood there for a while and asked abruptly.

"Some things still require your personal signature and seal." Raleigh immediately understood what Joel meant and emphasized the word "personally".

"Let's deal with these first." Joel was full of energy again.

Raleigh shook his head behind him, but still did not discourage Joel's enthusiasm.

The New Year is approaching, how can it be possible to deal with these things so easily? The Duke has not sent any news since the last time the young lady went to school, and he probably won’t be back this winter. How can it be easy for the young master to deal with these things?

……

After arriving at the territory this time, Tia disguised herself as Miss Bell and went to inspect the restaurant as usual.

Although the letters she received over the past period of time said that the restaurant was doing well, she was still a little worried.

"Miss Bell, you're here?" Kleb came over immediately when he saw Tia. "Everything is fine at the restaurant now, but everyone is worried about the holiday because Christmas Eve and Christmas are coming soon."

"Then I'll talk about this tomorrow. I'll just stay here and watch today so that they don't have to pay attention to me." Tia found a seat in a corner and sat down to see what was happening.

It's noon now, which is lunch time. There are many people coming and going, and the store is full of customers.

In order to make herself appear less awkward, Tia just ordered some food and ate here.

The waiters provided services to everyone according to their requirements, and every customer ate what they wanted and left satisfied. Everything went smoothly.

Tia stood up and prepared to leave. When she walked out and onto the street, she saw two or three nobles coming out of a steak house together, and then she suddenly realized something.

Their shop was indeed packed with people, even the private rooms were occupied, but she sat there for almost an hour and didn't see any nobles come in.

She walked back and saw several nobles passing by their store with disgusted expressions on their faces. They covered half of their faces with fans and looked at the people in the restaurant, seemingly saying something.

Tia followed those gazes and saw a blacksmith wiping his sweat with his towel, then casually draping the towel on the seat.

It was obviously a very common thing, but the two nobles looked at the blacksmith with contempt and looked at that position with disgust.

As she was thinking, a man approached her stealthily. She looked at him suspiciously.

The man smiled awkwardly, but still spoke in a familiar voice, "You're also looking at this restaurant. I admit their food is quite novel, but this is a place for ordinary people like us. It's not appropriate for you nobles to eat with us commoners!"

Tia looked at the person next to her expressionlessly. The person didn't want to wait for Tia's reply and just left, as if talking to himself.

Tia turned her head and looked at the man, only to find that he wasn't actually one of them. He had no intention of coming over to say such a thing. He was just like a homeless person, wandering around, looking at every noble who stopped there, and then lobbying with the same words.

The man didn't care what the nobles who spoke to him thought of him, and did it as if he was completing a mission.

Although Tia herself didn't think there was anything wrong, it didn't mean that other nobles wouldn't mind.

After all, in their eyes, lowly commoners and noble aristocrats were not worthy of being compared at all, but now they had to eat together, which was unbearable for them.

Even though they all knew that this person had ulterior motives, these words still managed to disgust them and made them stop here. Even though they were shaken and wanted to wait and see, their noble self-esteem would not allow them to continue walking into the store.

Tia knew that this was the way those people fought back, and the people in the store felt that the number of customers had not decreased, and they would not dress like aristocrats and wander around outside, so they did not notice this at all.

It seems that she had thought the problem too simply at the beginning. Even if the nobles were provided with more upscale boxes, it would not be enough to highlight their special status.

However, she didn't want to give up on these civilians, so she had to find a way to make a class division.

She happened to be sitting in a carriage at this moment, planning to take a walk around the neighborhood, so she drove the carriage around the city. When passing by, she saw that the shops that had been moved here before were now doing a booming business.

Her mood improved a lot, but unfortunately, after walking around here, she still had no good ideas. Tia could only choose to change back into Tia's appearance and return to the lord's mansion first.

"Master, you're back. How many days can you stay here this time?" Miriam rushed out of the study after hearing the servants' announcement. "A lot of things have been piling up, and some of them require your personal signature and seal."

Tia didn't expect that the reason she used to trip up Joel would now successfully trip herself.

I walked all the way to the office and saw a pile of documents on the table.

"Where's Ramon?"

"I'm here!" Ramon turned sideways with dark circles under his eyes, revealing his head from the pile of documents.

Tia found it very funny, but she couldn't laugh anymore when she thought about how many things she had to deal with.

"Master, all of these documents need your personal review, signature and seal!" Miriam pointed to the three piles of documents piled high on the table.

Tia looked at the file that was taller than her and suddenly felt a headache, but she knew that this was what she should do, so she could only sit there resignedly and start processing one book after another.

But Tia found that the biggest problem was not the number of files, but the fact that there were many things that she didn't know how to solve.

In order to improve her work efficiency, she could only put the things that could not be handled now into another pile and deal with the ones that could be handled first.

But even so, the efficiency of work is still not high, and the pile of documents that cannot be processed temporarily has piled up as high as the initial pile.