The Villainess is Changing Her Role to a BroCon
Murano Workshop
"Lady, welcome."
After visiting Murano Workshop for the first time in a long time, Ekaterina was greeted by a refreshed face.
"It's been a long time, Lev. I'm glad you're doing well."
"Thanks to you... it's been a while since Mina-san's been here."
The craftsmen called out to Mina around the ref, who greeted Mina according to the law. On the other hand, Ekaterina greeted her frankly.
"Greetings, everyone, please don't stop."
Timing is important when making glass. If we take the glass chunks out of the furnace, we'll have to fight time. Even if the Duchess shows up, the craftsmen can't stop moving.
The Murano Workshop was lively. Not only have the craftsmen who were the disciples of the late Murano's master returned, but there are also new craftsmen. All of them are busy.
One after the other, a jug is made of a variety of colors. A finely shaped liqueur glass with wing-like decorations. A vase with a delicate pattern, like a white lace braid.
The glasses and plates, which are beautiful in shape but ordinary in red and blue, are later decorated with gold and silver colors, painted with enamel, and become luxurious delicacies.
Since the Murano Workshop restarted, orders for these items, as well as glass pens, have been on the rise.
"I'm sorry for your trouble."
"I wanted to be here." It wasn't long before the workshop started moving, but I went to the realm. I was worried about you guys. "
While settling into the sofa set in the corner of the workshop and responding to the bowed-headed refrigerator, Ekaterina is glad to be here. When I actually saw the artisans working vibrantly and felt on my skin, I felt relieved.
Yes, the Murano Workshop is in great shape!
“Everyone is happy to work. After all, there is no other workshop with such good wages. Besides, it would be nice if you could clearly tell me the reason for calculating the wages and show me where you're working hard.”
“I'm glad. I wanted this workshop to be a place where people who work are happy to work.”
Inwardly, as she clenched her fist, Ekaterina smiled.
After all, he was an overworked bastard in his previous life. When I unexpectedly turn to management, I want to think about the workplace.
I found out after I bought the Murano Workshop, but in the Imperial City's workshop, the treatment of the hired craftsmen is basically not good. Shit, I get crushed for cheap wages.
If you're a skilled craftsman, you'll have your own workshop. The craftsmen employed are half-person. It seems to have that feeling.
However, in reality, some craftsmen are unable to collect funds even if they are able to do so, and some craftsmen are unable to hold their own workshops due to various circumstances.
How is it that a craftsman with great skills has to work in a situation where he is fired from his master's mood at a wage that does not rise at all?
Black Labor will not forgive this Blacon Villainous Lady!
I used my knowledge from my previous life to create standards and mechanisms that are not found in the Imperial City.
In the Murano Workshop, the artisans' wages are augmented by the base salary.
The salary in the previous life was close to the feeling of basic salary plus overtime, but if the amount was determined by overtime hours, there was a problem that the more money remained without a job, the more money became. If the volume depends on how many products are made, the amount will be determined, so the contribution to sales and wages should be properly linked.
The difference in the time it takes to make a product was cleared by changing the addition amount for each product. The unit price is determined according to the unit price at the time of sale. If you take the time to make expensive products in your hands, you will get an extra amount that is commensurate with the production time.
In addition, we decided to rank the base salary by technical ability. Artisans who can make difficult products quickly and beautifully raise the base salary themselves. It doesn't matter how old you are or how long you have been there.
With this system, artisans began to think hard about which products were good for their production. I am also motivated to be able to make more products that can be bought more expensively by brushing my skills.
Everyone worked hard for a bright future.
"Besides, thank you for your husband and daughter." I'm really glad you're not worried about your lives. ”
With a smile on his face, Lev said about the family of his late Murano's master.
The master, who was a craftsman who was called the Imperial Capital, but was not good at business, suffered from debt on the other side of fame. It would have cost too much on capital investment to produce great work.
After his death, his family was robbed of their workshop by a debtor. Ekaterina, or the Duke of Yulnova, bought the workshop and set off again, but her husband's family continued to suffer.
When I heard that Lev, who decided on the wage structure of the workshop and received a high salary, could help the mummy who was taken care of by this, I heard the situation and thought, "This is not going to work."
And it flickered.
"The fame of my late master is of great value. I'll use the name of the Murano Workshop, so it's only natural to pay for it.”
The Imperial Workshop bears the name of its master. Workshops without a Murano master are commonly referred to by the name of another representative.
However, Ekaterina dared to continue using the name "Murano Workshop".
And I decided to pay the "royalty" of the name to my husband's wife, who is a surviving spouse.
Previously, it was a trademark license fee.
... Actually, Ekaterina was troubled.
My feeling is that if you let me use your name, I'll pay you a license fee. It is only natural that a person with a name or a survivor has a right. But in this world and in this era, that concept does not exist. It's money that you don't have to pay for.
I'm trying to spend money that I didn't make myself on things that don't make sense from around me... Like Moya in the identity system of the House of Celeznoa, I wonder if it has become a foreigner in the world who does not take this world for granted.
Collect your initial investment to pay for the workshop so you can properly contribute to the Duke of Yurnova. Help oniisama! Isn't that what you thought?
When I consulted with someone who had such troubles - it turned out to be unexpected.
Lady, why don't you try the name fee of the other day?
The person I talked to with a strange look of complacency was Daniel Regal. He is the legal adviser to the Duke of Yurnova.
Gray hair, jade eyes and silver-rimmed glasses are impressive. His father was the bailiff of the Grand Court, Sarabred, and in Yulnova territory he was the one who slashed and abandoned the Count of Nova Dyne, who wanted to get Alexei engaged to his daughter Keira, but at this time, even the glasses on the silver rim seemed cloudy.
Daniel-sama, what happened?
"My father inadvertently found out about this. It may be a matter of developing laws for the livelihood of the people, and the Yurnova family will definitely make a trial noise to examine the necessity of practicality... There is no common sense in that father's head, but nowadays it is full of laws and jurisprudence of all countries in the East and the West... I have continuously explained the relevant laws and jurisprudence, and now I wonder why I should do it......"
……
When it comes to Mr. Daniel's father, he should be the highest authority in the imperial bailiff community, the chief of the Grand Court.
Did you just say that 'common sense is not too strong'?
Noticing the incessant lady, Daniel coughs away, raises a lot of jurisprudence that his father has spoken about, and arranges the theory of name usage fees.
Keira Novadyne, who works as a maid at his house, seems to be doing well.
It's helpful because it's energetic and responsive, and my father doesn't get bored.
I thought, "How can I help you?" But I stopped holding on.
More than that, I think once again, history is connected.
In previous life, there was a past similar to this world, in which the idea of licensing fees was born and raised, and everyone took it for granted.
That's why there is soil in this world and in this era where that idea comes into being.
Someday it will sprout and grow, and become commonplace.
I'm not an alien in this world.
Ekaterina, who had a slightly distant look back, had a strange eye contact with Lev and made a smile in a hurry.
"I've been looking forward to it today." May I see Lord Yursain's glass pen? "
“Yes, please take a look.”
The color of the velvet box offered by the ref is blue-green. Lord Yursain, whom Ekaterina has not yet met, has the same reef-like hair color as her sister, Empress Magdalena.
Open the box. Three glass pens are shining in a row this time.
Like the Empress's glass pen, the blue-green was the keynote. However, the impression was very different.
The first one was twisted with blue-green and lacquer-black. Duke Yursain's wife, who was the princess of the country beyond the "Mountain of the Gods", must be a beautiful woman with dark hair.
Nevertheless, the glossy beauty of black glass. It looks like it's going to get stuck in a deep black.
The next one had the impression of being more lavish than any glass pen ever had been. Most of the handles are covered in gold, with a botanical pattern painted in vibrant enamel. Around the designed white lily flower, a blue arc arranged in a supple manner surrounds the precise and unparalleled left and right objects of the geometric pattern (Arabesque), and inadvertently stares at it. This perfect line is created by a human hand drawing on a curved pen.
The luxurious golden pen may match the sense of beauty beyond the [Mountain of the Gods]. The design is perfect for what Lord Yursain said he wanted to show off to the merchants over there.
And the third one. The pen of the goddess of beauty.
The shape of the handle is thicker and narrower as it moves to the rear end. A beautiful goddess was painted inside the thick part.
In previous Greek mythology, the goddess of beauty (Venus) was said to have been born from a sea bubble. In the famous Botticelli painting, she must have been a naked beauty standing on a seashell.
In fact, even in this world, since the time of the ancient Astra Empire, the myth that the goddess of beauty was born from a sea bubble is believed.
The thick part of the pen was seen as a bubble that nurtured the goddess of beauty. Transparent beads rather than bubbles.
Waves of blue-green waves wrapped around it like a membrane. The white waves that ripple violently on the edge of the waves are painted in enamel, like a dangling cloth (veil) that protects the goddess.
The goddess has black hair, and I ordered Lord Yursain to draw it. She was lying on her pillow with her arms resting endlessly and seemingly asleep, with her white, rich limbs covered with thin white objects and long black hair.
It is a small picture about the size of a fingertip, and the face is not certain because it is blocked by the waves. But I can see the beauty. The beauty of a woman shines moistly on the lines of her cheeks, her plump lips, and her limbs.
Rather, by not being seen in detail, this goddess will be able to see the best beauty that each person draws in their hearts.
A sleeping goddess wrapped in a blue-green sea and protected by a pearl. The innocent beauty before she was born.
The one holding this pen holds the thick part containing the goddess. "Get the goddess of beauty that no one can touch."
"...... It was wonderful this time, Lev"
Oh, Ekaterina sighs.
There was such a word in the night-eyed far-eyed kasa. It seems that it is a situation where a woman looks beautiful, because she can't see clearly, so you can recognize her as a beauty with expectation.
Lev-san, who was worried about how to describe the goddess of beauty, you really are amazing to reach this artistic blur.
"I'm sure Lord Yursain loves his wife deeply." If you can hold the goddess in your own hands, you will be very happy.
As a matter of fact, the other day, I met the Emperor. You know about the glass pen, and you said you wanted to get some more. I'm sure you'll get your order. Then, please. "
"The Emperor...! Thank you!"
With a flush on his face, Lev lowered his head.