In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

Anna was a little sad again: "My old life is left, why doesn't Fedino have this blessing..."

Tears while talking.

An Nuo quickly comforted Aunt Anna: "Auntie, go first, I will ask the servants to help you tidy your room." An Nuo waved to Lu Silan who was standing at the door: "Call a few people to come and put my aunt's salute in the room. to my room."

"Okay sir." Lu Silan bowed slightly.

Annuo decided to let Aunt Anna live in her room, and herself, tidy up the office and put a bed in it, so she can live in the office by herself. Anyway, her office is still very spacious, and there is no problem with putting three beds.

Manrio emerges from the house.

He walked to An Nuo and bowed to An Nuo: "Teacher, you are back."

Aunt Anna on the side looked at Anno, waiting for an introduction.

===Chapter 190 Eighth Manio Ferdino Springer Sugar Production===

"Aunt Anna, this is Manlio, my student." Anno dragged Manlio, who was a little afraid of life, and introduced him to Aunt Anna.

"Well, I didn't expect that the young man who fainted and was picked up by me in the rain at the beginning can already accept students." Aunt Anna was still happy for Anno.

Anno didn't speak.

In fact, many people came to Lawrence Studio to apply, but Anno refused all of them without exception.

Teach Manlio a cerebral thrombosis that Anno feels can make himself angry sometimes.

Anno considers himself a calm person, but teaching children to do homework is beyond his ability!

Aunt Anna touched Manlio's head: "Looks like a good boy."

"Auntie, I'm actually almost 15 years old." Although Manrio liked to be touched on the head, he still said righteously.

"Huh? 14 years old?" Aunt Anna looked at the little boy in surprise.

14 years old, this height...

Manrio's height is only about 1.3 meters, and he is severely stunted

Anno sighed: "Let me tell you about Manlio, Auntie."

Anno gave Aunt Anna a detailed account of the situation at the time, and the kind old woman could hear her punching her leg with her fist.

"That Credy, and Suvatel, that's abominable!" Aunt Anna said angrily.

"So I took in Manlio and taught him a little skill, so that at least he won't be without food in this society in the future." Anno touched Manlio's head, and I have to say that it feels really good. Manlio's hair is soft and pure black.

Manlio lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he remembered how he felt when he was imprisoned by Suwart before.

"Of course, Manlio's talent also surprised me." Anno smiled.

"That's good, that's good." Aunt Anna's old face showed a hint of relief, "When I saw this room full of artworks, I knew that I was already unimaginable, but I am very happy child. Glad you didn't abandon your kindness."

She patted Anno's arm excitedly: "Good boy, your uncle Fedino told me before his death that kindness is our last bottom line. This is a noble emotion, and you must keep it."

An Nuo was a little hurt from being photographed, but he still smiled and replied, "I understand, Aunt Anna."

Luslan appeared at the door of the office: "Master, the luncheon is ready."

"Come on, Aunt Anna."

"Well, um." Aunt Anna was still a little excited.

......

After the meal, Anno dragged Manrio into the parlour.

"Manlio, I want to ask you one thing." Anno looked into Manlio's eyes.

"Teacher, I will not refuse your request." Manlio smiled shyly.

Anno sighed: "You should learn to reject others, Man Leo." He was very satisfied with Man Leo, except for the cultural class and not knowing how to reject others at all.

Manlio just smiled and didn't speak.

Anno touched Manlio's head: "I want you to learn one more craft... the craft of sugar making."

"Well, okay, teacher." Manlio replied without hesitation.

"Even if it will delay you from learning the art of painting?"

"Yes."

"You should learn to refuse, Manlio." Anno repeated this sentence again.

"That deceased uncle's name is Fedino." Manrio suddenly looked up at Anno, looking directly into Anno's eyes.

"Huh? Hmm..." Anno was a little stunned, wondering why Manlio mentioned this sad thing.

"So, can I change my own name to Manrio Fedino Springer?" Manrio looked at Anno seriously.

For some reason, Anno suddenly wanted to cry.

He hugged Man Rio suddenly: "Thank you, Man Rio, thank you."

Manrio blinked, then smiled and patted Anno on the back.

......

In addition to designing clothes for Harry and the others and completing the remaining orders in his hand, Anno did not take new orders, but devoted himself to learning how to make sugar.

Fedino once described the method of sugar making to Anno before his death, and Anno recorded it completely in his manuscript.

As for why he should study on his own instead of throwing the manuscript directly to Manrio, Anno has always believed in a theory.

You are only qualified to teach others what you have learned.

Anno deliberately took Aunt Anna back to the small town of Falgo. After paying homage to Uncle Fedino, Anno directly dissected all the sugar-making tools, recorded the model on the manuscript, and returned to Florence. After that, I made a tool myself.

After three months, when the weather started to get a little hot, Anno finally produced qualified cane sugar.

Aunt Anna tasted the candy Anno made and cried for a long time.

Anno was also a little emotional.

When he was rescued back then, he couldn't eat a single bite of food, and was able to wake up after drinking water mixed with sucrose.

Both Harry and Da Vinci had visited Anno several times, and they were both surprised that Lawrence, who was not a graceful, quiet and elegant artist, but a worker who rolled up his sleeves and made sugar.

Da Vinci was interested, ran over to learn sugar making with Anno for a few days, and was drawn back by Verrocchio with a stick.

Harry may have come to repay Anno for selling them the blueprints at a very low price, and she has also come to help them several times, which made Aunt Anna feel a little distressed for this melon-like little girl.

After Annuo figured out how to make sugar by himself, he began to teach Manio. This process will be very long, because Manio is very small. The height shall not exceed 1.6 meters.

Because of his short size, it was troublesome to use many tools, but Manlio chose to study hard.

There is no other reason, just because this is what Anno asked for.

............

The time has come to October.

Manlio has basically learned the craft of sugar making, and Anno can finally take a break.

One day, Anno came to the river again, wanting to relax, but saw a familiar burgundy.

Harry's hair, like Anno's, is always as well maintained.

"Harry." Anno greeted with a smile.

He and Harry have been partners for a long time, and they are more familiar with each other. There is no need to say "sir" and "Miss" politely.

Saying this kind of honorific among familiar people can be very different.

"Lawrence? Don't you teach your students in the studio?" Harry was sitting on the grass when he heard Lawrence's voice and turned to look.

===Chapter 190 IX is not spectacular===

Anno stood not far behind Harry: "No, it's okay for Manlio to slow down his studies now."

Manlio is not that talented, but he is willing to work hard, and he didn't miss much in painting when he was learning the craft of sugar making.

"What about you, why did you come to the river?" Anno smiled and asked.

"What are you here for, that's why I am." Harry turned his head back and looked at the sparkling waves on the river.

Anno didn't answer, just smiled and sat not far from Harry's side: "How's business going recently?"

"..." Harry was silent at first, and then replied with a smile, "Although I'm a little tired, this is the life I chose."

On the river, a fish jumped out of the water, causing a wave.

Anno loosened his hair and lay down on the grass.

It is not yet winter, and the temperature remains at sixteen or seven degrees.

Anno's long hair has not grown back to its original length, but it is not short either.

He lay on the ground and looked at the sky: "That's good, but to be able to choose one's own interests as a career, should it be said to be unfortunate or lucky?"

Harry didn't answer.

There was a long silence between the two.

"Hey, Lawrence, I've always had an idea after seeing the clothes you designed." Harry also murmured while lying on the ground, leaning on her elbow.

"Tell me."

"No matter whether it is the upper class or the lower class, the clothes are so cumbersome. I was thinking, if the structure you designed could be applied to daily clothes instead of dresses..."

"That's...a good idea."

"And don't you think it's really ugly for men to wear those tight-fitting leggings?"

"...Indeed." Annuo recalled that he could only wear light straight-leg pants designed by himself at the banquet occasionally, and most of the time he had to wear those kind of stupid and uncomfortable tight pants, and responded involuntarily. .

"Lawrence, I'm the daughter of a nobleman, but I hate the aristocratic attitude and stubbornness." Harry explained his thoughts, "I want to do something innovative!"

"What do you need me to do?" Anno smiled.