William and Garris laughed tacitly for a moment, both of them knew in their hearts that this meeting had their own purposes, but the two only had common interests in this matter and did not conflict at all.

As for the security, the two didn't take it seriously at all, and Garris might even wish that something would happen to him so that he could vacate the position of the big boss of the Secret Service. Even if he doesn't take over himself, he can take the opportunity to push someone from a noble background or close to the nobility to take over.

Not long after the small talk, the maid came to report that lunch was ready and ready to be seated.

At noon, I ate French food, which was very beautifully presented, and William only thought it was okay, but his mother Lena and Garris were full of praise, and Chef Le smiled and said that he was honored.

Happy Lena proposed to open a branch of Ramsay's restaurant next to Stanford Stadium with Gordon Ramsay, focusing on low-end and mid-range dishes.

William thinks it's a good idea, and with the flow of people in the stadium, as long as the taste doesn't change, the low-end dishes will definitely be very popular with fans and residents near the stadium.

This couldn't be better for Gordon Ramsay, who still had only one restaurant, and after thinking about it for long, he verbally promised to find a time with Lena to discuss the opening of a branch.

After lunch, William took Garris to the reception room, Felix of the Swiss National Bank had been waiting for more than an hour, and William and Garris had just started their meal when he led his men to the castle.

When William heard Sunday's report from the servant, he did not call Phillips to the dining room, but told the cook to bring him and his men a lunch.

Now, of course, after lunch, I have to see what good things Felix has sent over, and by the way, show off like Garris.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Devon Hill," Felix quickly stood up to greet William when he saw him.

"Good afternoon, Felix, hard work, how was lunch" William looked happily at the boxes on the table.

"You are so gracious, it is our honor to serve you, the lunch was excellent, Gordon Ramsay is the newly selected chef with three Michelin stars, sir, let me introduce you to the handmade shotgun brought this time" Felix said with a relaxed expression.

"No, I've found an insider", after waiting for a while, the servant walked in with a middle-aged man, William, as the host, stepped forward to shake hands with the somewhat shy middle-aged man and said: "Good afternoon, sir, I am William Devonhill, welcome to Devonhill Castle."

The middle-aged man hurriedly held William's hand, and said a little nervously: "Thank you, Mr. Devon Hill, my name is Spencer, I am the fifth generation gunsmith of William's handmade shotgun, it is my honor to come to Devonhill Castle to meet you, this time I came to measure the size of your palm, and by the way, I will give you a gift."

Spencer pointed to the gift box placed on the table by the castle servant, "Speaking of which, this gift actually belongs to your family."

The box on the table was a rectangular box, similar to the one Phillips had brought, and William understood that it contained a 60-year-old antique shotgun.

Walking to the table, William gently opened the box and saw that it was really a handmade shotgun, and the butt was also engraved with the Devenhill family deer head family emblem and the Devon Hill abbreviation of D.

"How much", William asked directly without looking back, he would definitely not let go of this shotgun.

"Well," Spencer snorted, "there is one thing I need to tell you, Mr. Devon Hill, that this gun was made to order by your great-grandfather in our workshop, and that old Mr. Devon Hill had paid a deposit of £210, but the shotgun was not ready for his country.

My grandfather had told Mr. Henry Devon Hill about the gun, and he told Henry that he would only need to pay the remaining £390 to take the shotgun, but Henry never responded.

So after my grandfather died, the gun was kept in our warehouse and forgotten until 60 years later, when you called, and we were looking for a suitable gift, and we found it in the warehouse, and it had a chance to see the light of day, and you only had to pay the remaining £390 as agreed, and it would be yours."

"Well," Spencer's words surprised everyone at the scene, who did not expect this gun to have such a bizarre story, and also admired the credibility of the Spencer family, who had been waiting for the owner of the goods to pick it up for 60 years, and had no intention of raising the price or secretly swallowing it.

William sighed and stroked the shotgun, he understood why his maternal grandfather Henry did not respond to Spencer's grandfather, 60 years ago Henry had no money to pay, at that time it was when Henry was the poorest, he almost couldn't even inherit the title, and he didn't have any money to take care of the shotgun.

Now that the deal was 60 years late was finally about to be completed, money was not a problem for William at all, but William was not shameless enough to pay at 390 pounds 60 years ago, he could not afford to lose this man, 60 years ago when it was on the gold standard, a pound was worth 7,322 grams of gold, and 390 pounds was almost 256 kilograms of gold.

With the current price of gold, it is almost ten thousand pounds, not to mention the currency and friendship of the past years, so William shook his head and said to Garris: "Man, you are an expert in this area, you can help me estimate the value."

Garris smiled and said, "No problem, but can I get my hands on this gun?"

"Whatever," William nodded, and the shotgun wasn't fragile.

Garris picked up the shotgun and looked at each part carefully, then directly assembled the shotgun, and after a moment of friction, he said in the eyes of everyone's expectation: "It's really a good gun, I didn't expect it to be so well preserved, look at the rifling in the barrel, this gun may have been fired except during the test, and it hasn't been used at all for 60 years,

William, I have to say that you are really lucky, such a well-preserved shotgun is very difficult to find on the market."

"Hehe, thank you", William was also secretly refreshed, after Garris assembled this gun, he liked it very much, the steel part of the gun body was engraved with a lot of iris fine lines and coats of arms, and there were three high-horned deer heads in the bolt part, and after Garris read it, he handed it to William, William liked it even more after seeing the whole body of the gun, and the gun magazine part actually had the secret words of the Devon Hill family.

The timing was not right, so William didn't look at the secret words much, and he didn't show any surprise on his face, just waiting for Garris to speak with a faint smile as before.

Garris thought for a moment and said, "If this gun does not have the family coat of arms and abbreviations of the Devon Hill family, the market price can be at least 400,000 to 600,000 pounds, but with the family coat of arms and abbreviated letters, the price is difficult to say."

After saying that, Garris looked at William with a strange smile.

William laughed, "It's okay, Garris, I know what you want to say, the Devon Hill family has declined, the family crest has no meaning to others, if this gun is auctioned, if I don't participate in the auction, the price will go according to normal, but if I am a big man to participate, then it can be auctioned at a sky-high price, that's what it means."