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Some people say that the ancient Romans learned luxury and had fame and fortune estates; The British saw through industry, and they had country estates; The Russians got the serfs, and they had the estates of the nobility; The French created wine, and they had estates full of wine. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The manor in front of Zhao Yan, he said he couldn't understand it.

The manor was surrounded by a large and dense forest, an open green lawn in front of the old castle-like building, and a deep blue sky, and a flat and open stone path that stretched straight to the gate of the castle.

In front of the door is a large fountain, a statue of the goddess almost two people tall stands in the center of the pool, the copper appearance because of the perennial immersion in the water, the base part has given birth to a patina, the bronze appearance is a little mottled, the traces of time are still left on this statue that can be called a work of art.

Zhao Yan and Sophia had just stepped up the stone steps side by side when an old man in a tuxedo greeted them with a smile.

"Miss Sophia, you're back! Madame is worried about you to death. The old man spoke with a Bavarian German accent and spoke quite quickly.

"Oh, Grandpa Ernst, didn't I call Aunt Hersha? Am I not coming back? Sophia returned to her familiar surroundings and became much more lively, responding squeamishly.

The old butler Ernst looked at the lovely and beautiful girl in front of him with a doting expression, and he really loved it in his heart, otherwise he would not have come out to greet him without entering the door.

It was Ernst's gaze that fell on Zhao Yan's body, and he smiled equally warmly: "You are Mr. Zhao, right?" Zhao Yan was stunned when he heard this, and asked suspiciously: "I am, do you know me?" ”

"Of course, Miss Sophia doesn't mention you much at home, and to be honest, you look really handsome when you play football." Ernst, an old guy who is old and sophisticated, sent a sycophant to him silently.

Zhao Yanke was a little ashamed, and hurriedly said, "You are too polite. ”

Ernst shook his head and said: "You're not welcome, I'm an old fan of Bayern, I've been admiring Mr. Zhao for a long time, and I urged Miss to invite you over a few days ago." ”

What he said made Zhao Yan feel comfortable in his heart, and it didn't matter whether it was true or not, the two of them had been chatting quite happily in the interval between entering the manor.

Walking into this castle-like manor house of some vintage, the hall is covered with a red carpet, and the large hall is decorated with several delicate standing lamps and several white marble statues in a very artistic style.

There are also pictures painted on the huge dome, which seem to record the exploits of the first owner of the manor.

Hanging in the middle of the two-way staircase is a portrait of a man in a World War I German military uniform and holding a Western sword.

"This is the founder of the Bahar family, and this painting was already hanging there when my grandfather was the steward of the Bahar family." Ernst said with some emotion.

"The German exploits of World War I are still worthy of being remembered by future generations!" In order to show the necessary respect, Zhao Yan still bowed to the oil painting, which made Ernst's attitude more friendly.

The manor house is more of a museum in its English style, with colourful paintings and delicate-looking carvings lining the corridors.

Zhao Yan didn't know much about this, so he could only look at it like a horse, and Sophia seemed to be full of interest.

"This is one of Henry Matthes's works called Dance No. 2, and this painting is the most concise and beautiful combination of dots, lines, planes, color blocks, and outlines, but I don't like this style very much, but my uncle liked his paintings very much." Pointing to a painting, he said with a cute wrinkled nose.

Zhao Yan looked at the oil painting that was messy and couldn't see its appearance, just wanted to say that it was painted by a person?

It wasn't until he came into contact with European painting that he knew that it was called "Fauvism".

Ernst took Zhao Yan to what appeared to be a reception room and left. But with Sophia by his side, he wasn't too restrained in an unfamiliar environment.

Soon Ernst reappeared, carrying a silver tray with two delicate ceramic cups on it, apparently the butler had gone to prepare tea for the guests.

Zhao Yan smelled a pungent smell of tea in the cup, and it was actually tea, which was really intimate.

As early as 1636, Dutch merchants known as "sea coachmen" transferred Chinese tea to Paris, France, and the French began to come into contact with tea. In French, the word "tea" began to appear. Since tea was first transported to France by the Dutch, the French word for "tea" (thee), like the Dutch word for "tea" (thee), is derived from the Hokkien pronunciation of "tea" in Xiamen, Fujian Province.

After decades of development, France became the tea exporter of Europe at that time, and then Britain was "invaded" by Chinese tea, and the formation of afternoon tea culture was even more popular among the upper class.

However, the pure tea leaves in Zhao Yan's hands have not been washed into the milk, and the West Lake Longjing on the top is said to have been stored for forty or fifty years, and it is still quite well preserved, and this cup of tea is worth hundreds of dollars~

Zhao Yan, who was sipping good tea, was waiting for the owner of this manor to appear, that is, the countess named Hesha.

According to Sophia, the countess had originally removed the Bahar family from France, but a few years earlier, the last head of the Bahar family had died, that is, the countess's husband had died, and his title was inherited by Hersha.

There are many untold stories, after all, such a thing as a wife inheriting her husband's title always attracts some criticism.

Zhao Yan is not interested in these things, so don't worry about it if it's not her own business, Sophia doesn't seem to know much about it, so she didn't continue to talk about it after mentioning it.

However, Lao Zhao has a great interest in the countess who has not yet met, not only because of her aristocratic status, but also because Sophia said that her aunt is a great beauty~

With a noble identity and a beautiful woman, Zhao Yan felt that he was still not exempt from vulgarity, and looked forward to his first meeting with the countess.

Seeing Zhao Yan's eagerly awaited appearance, how could she not know his thoughts, she couldn't help but deflat, and had a little emotion.

"Big pervert......" the girl whispered.

"What?" Zhao Yan seemed to hear Sophia muttering something, and asked suspiciously.

Sophia snorted, suddenly a little unhappy with this man, and now ignore him, ...... In a moment, this is Miss Ben's punishment for him.

That careful thought wandered around the girl's heart for a while, and she laughed by herself, which made Zhao Yan a little inexplicable.

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