Lord: My Shop Connects to Modern Times

Today is the busiest day in Grey Rock Town.

Since Lynn came to this place, people have been thriving and living happily every day.

But the residents of Greyrock Town are exceptionally excited today.

It's all because of that mysterious celebration that the lord announced yesterday.

For those who have lived at the bottom of society for a long time, they don't really understand what the festival is all about. They only occasionally hear rumors about the festival from the mouths of migrants who have seen some of the world.

Aside from buying new clothes and new food for the New Year, the celebrations that the noblemen talked about had almost nothing to do with them.

But my lord has always been different from other nobles, a fact that everyone knows. What kind of celebration will the lord intend to hold?

They were very curious.

Meanwhile, in the room, Lynn was sitting at the table, intently browsing the exchange shop, while the half-elf Lia was playing with her telescope on the chair next to her.

Because of the early potato harvest, Lynn allowed her to begin her intelligence mission after the celebration.

The hunting team's routine reconnaissance missions had long since ceased due to her special mission, and now she loves to visit Lynn during the day whenever she has free time.

"Hey! Lord! What are you doing!" Lia suddenly said to Lynn, seemingly having gotten tired of playing with the telescope.

Lynn was picking out supplies and ingredients for the evening's celebration when she was startled by the loud and boisterous half-elf.

"I was thinking about the celebration tonight." Lynn snapped out of her reverie and shifted her attention away from the shop.

"It's just everyone eating together." Leah put down her binoculars, put her feet up on another chair, and said nonchalantly, "Didn't everyone eat like this in the beginning? What's there to think about?"

Her amber eyes darted around, then she leaned closer, lowering her voice with a hint of slyness: "My lord, do you have some even better 'stock' hidden away? Those chocolate bars in the public treasury are all sold out, and Martha even told me she doesn't know if there will be any at the festival!"

Lynn was taken aback by her sudden approach, and a faint scent, unique to half-elves and reminiscent of sun-dried grass, brushed past his nose.

He coughed lightly to cover his mouth: "You idiot, all you ever think about is food. Can chocolate be eaten as a meal? Go, go to the blacksmith's shed and ask Hal if the batch of iron skewers I asked him to make are ready. We'll need them for the barbecue tonight."

"Oh—" Lia drawled, blinked, and nimbly jumped off the chair. "I know, the generous lord is preparing a surprise, so bystanders should stay away, right?"

She walked to the door, then turned back and made a face: "Don't be stingy!"

Watching her nimble figure disappear outside the door, Lynn shook her head helplessly and refocused her attention on the system interface.

Ever since he started taking out novel gadgets from the store whenever he had a spare moment, most people in the territory who knew Lynn now knew that when he was alone, he would occasionally take out new things that the residents had never seen before.

But Lia has only been here a few days, how does she already know about this?

It must have been Martha who told her; the two of them have been inseparable lately.

Speaking of which, Lia has truly integrated into this place. The nervousness, fear, and anxiety she felt when she first arrived, as well as the fake smile that was always on her face, are all gone now.

After confirming that no one was outside, he quickly selected several items he had already chosen:

[Simple Colorful Fabric Strip Decoration Bag (Contains various brightly colored fabrics) *1: 80 Popularity Points]

[Safe and environmentally friendly glow sticks (100 sticks per pack, multiple colors) *1: 150 public opinion points]

[Special Seasoning Gift Pack (containing cumin powder, chili powder, barbecue sauce, honey, and other compound seasonings) *1: 100 public opinion points]

[Selected canned fruit (mixed pack, 10 cans) * 1: 120 public opinion points]...

As public opinion points decreased, several boxes of varying sizes and packaging appeared out of nowhere in the corner. Lynn carefully inspected them and confirmed they were genuine.

Just as the box was closed, footsteps sounded at the door, along with the crisp sound of metal skewers clanging together.

"My lord! The iron skewers have arrived! Master Hal heard we'd need them tonight, so he and Rhodes worked overtime to make thirty more!"

Lia came in carrying a large bundle of fairly smooth metal skewers, her eyes immediately drawn to the several large cardboard boxes on the ground:

"Wow! What a surprise! What are all these?"

She curiously tried to lean closer to take a look, but Lynn gestured to stop her with a smile.

"We'll find out tonight. For now... let's help move these to that empty shed by the square, and have Martha and Ida watch over them."

"So mysterious." Lia pouted, but still obediently put down the iron skewers, picked up a box, and weighed it in her hand. "It's quite heavy. My lord, you don't actually know magic, do you?"

"Guess?" Lynn also picked up a box, and the two walked out side by side.

"I'm not going to guess. Anyway..." Leah turned her head, the afterglow of the setting sun casting a warm glow on her pale golden hair. She looked at Lynn, her eyes less wary than before, filled with a warm smile:

"Following the lord, there are always unexpected good things."

"Heh, stop being so cheeky, let's go."

……

Evening fell quickly, but the square in Grayrock Town was brighter than during the day.

Several main bonfires were burning brightly. More eye-catching was the fact that long and short strips of colorful cloth were tied to the low walls around the square, under the eaves of the new houses, and even the bare tree trunks.

Although it was just a simple binding, the brightly colored ribbons fluttered in the wind under the firelight, giving the once dull and rough environment a distinct festive feel.

Following Lynn's simple instructions, Martha and Ida folded the thin glow sticks into light and distributed them to the children, or stuck them in the ground at the edge of the square.

Soft halos of light twinkled and lit up, not dazzling, yet dreamlike, dispelling the darkness in the corners where the campfire couldn't reach, drawing excited exclamations from the children and curious onlookers from the adults.

"My God, what kind of gemstone is this? How can it glow on its own?"

"The lord says it's a local specialty..."

"It's so beautiful..."

The long table was pieced together and covered with a clean burlap sack.

A large basin of boiled potatoes, cleaned wild vegetables, skewered sausages, and diced meat are neatly arranged.

Several earthenware jars were open, revealing the tempting powdered or thick seasonings inside, emitting enticing aromas of spiciness and sweetness.

Some residents started a commotion and pushed some of the young men and women who knew how to dance to the front of the bonfire. The originally reserved young men and women gradually opened up under the encouragement of the people and sang and danced to the residents' own unique folk songs.

Leon stood on the periphery of the crowd, his hand habitually resting on the hilt of his sword. His gaze swept across the entire scene, finally landing on Lynn, and the corner of his cold, hard lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He was in charge of the security arrangements for tonight, which required him to be more cautious than usual, but the peaceful and harmonious scene before him, filled with laughter, made his tense nerves relax slightly.

Herbert and Eero stood together, both more interested in the glowing "warm fluorite," and were examining one closely.

Thorin, Hal, and other craftsmen, along with old men like Gom and Joel, sat at a table with food in front of them. Their conversation still revolved around the walls, canals, and stoves, though their tone was much more relaxed than usual, and they would occasionally nod in sync with the rhythm of the songs.

Lia stayed next to Martha. She held a glow stick that emitted a pale green glow in her hand, waving it gently like other young girls, but her eyes sparkled as she observed everything around her.

The smiling faces of people, the running of children, the melodious singing, the fresh smells of food and colorful cloth in the air... all of this made her feel novel.

She took a bite of the grilled sausage smeared with a little barbecue sauce, and the spicy, sweet, and salty flavors exploded in her mouth, making her squint her eyes in satisfaction.

Lynn looked at everything before him with a smile on his face.

This simple yet thoughtful arrangement, these futuristic gadgets, successfully created the celebratory atmosphere he desired—not just a feast, but also sensory pleasure and mental relaxation.

He picked up a wooden cup containing a prepared fruit drink and walked to the center of the crowd.

Without launching into a long speech, he simply raised his glass and spoke in a louder voice:

"For a bountiful harvest!"

"For victory!"

"For the future of Grayrock Town!"

"Cheers!"

There was a moment of silence, then a more enthusiastic response erupted as people raised whatever containers they could find: wooden bowls, earthenware cups, even water pouches.

"For the Lord!"

"For Grayrock Town!"

"Cheers!"