The Founder of the Great Financial Family

Chapter 3: Becoming the Eldest Son of a Commoner Family (3)

"I thought all the gold veins here had been completely depleted, but wasn't another major vein discovered? That's what I remember."

This area, once a territory of the dwarf kingdom, became part of the empire as the dwarves, unable to find more gold veins, withdrew.

But now, another gold vein was discovered here.

And it was the largest on the continent.

"I'm the only one who knows about this. No one else does, for sure. How could they? The vein hasn't been discovered yet."

With that thought, Rockefeller unexpectedly came up with a way to make money.

"Yes, if there's still a gold vein here, that might be feasible. If it's possible, then I can make money from it."

As Rockefeller was pondering this, one of his younger siblings, the third, began to speak, his voice quivering.

"Brother, what do we do now? Are we really going to live as the lord said, tilling the fields?"

Commoners usually didn't till the fields.

That was a job for serfs, who were even lower in status than commoners.

"Idiot! Why would we till the fields? We're commoners. That's something for serfs to do."

As the third child cried out, Andrew Rothsmedici, who was beside him, suddenly burst out in anger.

For Andrew, the thought of becoming a serf from a commoner was truly horrifying.

"I will never till the fields. What are we, serfs? Why should commoners till the fields!"

"What else can we do then? You heard what the lord said. If we don't till the fields, how are we supposed to live? Otherwise, we'll starve to death......."

Joshua, the third sibling, seemed to be a character who was more willing to compromise with reality.

He thought it was better to swallow his pride and till the fields, given the urgency of their situation.

But the second child, who valued pride more, seemed absolutely unwilling to accept this.

Andrew, while scolding the third, hurriedly sought out his elder brother, Rockefeller.

"Rockefeller, we're not going to till the fields, right? Right?"

Though he acted like the boss among his peers, he couldn't ignore the decision of the household's true leader, Rockefeller.

No matter how much they disliked it, when Rockefeller, the eldest and head of the family, decided on something, the others had no choice but to follow.

As the desperate gaze of the second sibling grew more intense, Rockefeller, having made up his mind, slowly began to speak.

"Joshua is right. If we don't enter under the lord's service now, we'll struggle to make a living. However, if we join the lord immediately out of fear of starving, we might be happy for the moment, but the future will be problematic."

Rockefeller asked his younger siblings, looking at them.

"You all have dreams, don't you?"

At this question, all the younger siblings, except for the youngest sister, quietly started nodding their heads.

"If we go under the lord now, you'll never be able to fulfill those dreams. The lord probably won't allow it."

The freedom to do what one wants.

That freedom was what commoners had, and the lack of it was precisely what serfs were.

"And you don't want to spend your whole life plowing fields, do you?"