"Gotcha! Get! ”

A low knock came to his ears, and John Huntelaar frowned vigorously, then slowly opened his eyes.

"Sir, it's breakfast time in twenty minutes."

Outside the door came the voice of Hans, the butler, who hesitated slightly, lowered his voice a little, and then said, "Mr. Huntelaar is about to go out in a hurry, please try to be as fast as possible." ”

"Okay."

As he sat up, John rubbed his face vigorously, sat on the bed for a few seconds, put on his clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

“co1gate？”

When John saw the small jar with the logo on the table, he was instantly surprised.

"Does Colgate already have zài now?"

In the blink of an eye, he couldn't wait to open the small jar, which looked really bulky, and a strange aroma suddenly wafted out of it. It doesn't smell good, but it's a lot more comfortable than what John used before. John first picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, then picked up the "stupid big black and thick" toothbrush and dipped a little of the contents of the small jar, carefully put it into his mouth and brushed it.

"It's not too bad."

After a few moments, the fussy boy gave Colgate's product a pretty high rating.

Of course, a toothbrush made of bristles will not be very comfortable, and the taste of toothpaste is really not comparable to Colgate in later generations, but in this era, there are not many choices, right?

"Well, you can consider investing in Colgate in the future."

After washing his hands and face with Colgate soap, John Huntelaar's thoughts spread out uncontrollably again: "Colgate's headquarters seems to be in New York, and if it really happens, you can tell them about the concepts ......of hose toothpaste, calcium bicarbonate, etc."

After washing up and putting on a set of morning clothes brought by the housekeeper yesterday, John couldn't help but frown.

It's not that the clothes can't be used, but the length is a little insufficient, and the horizontal is slightly wide, and it is quite awkward to wear, which makes John have an urge to take it off and change into old clothes. But he also knew that the maid had thrown away all the old clothes after taking a shower yesterday, and now there was nothing to change.

Shaking his head a little helplessly, John cleaned up in the mirror for a while, and then opened the door and went downstairs.

"Good morning, sir."

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, John saw old Huntelaar reading the newspaper with glasses, and walked over to greet him softly.

"Good morning."

Glancing at his grandson from the top of his eyes, old Huntelaar put down the newspaper in his hand, waved him to sit down, and said lightly: "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

"Very good, thank you for your concern."

John turned and sat down in his seat and said calmly.

Thanks for being born again!

If it is an old bone in his thirties in his previous life, such a long journey, I am afraid that he will not be able to rest for two or three days, but in this life, eleven or twelve years old is the age of vigorous energy and strong recovery, and after a good night's sleep, his body will be completely normal, but he is still slightly tired mentally.

Old Huntelaar bowed slightly, and ordered the butler who was waiting on the side, "Alright, let's start." ”

With Hans's assistance, the cook and maid began to bring breakfast.

John didn't know if it was the norm or a special meal, but at least he could tell that his first breakfast when he arrived in New York was quite rich. In a few moments, the table was full of food, white bread, cream, butter, jam, honey and a small basket of muffins, and of course, the indispensable milk for breakfast, a hot bottle and a cold bottle......

The butler poured a cup of tea for old Huntelaar and walked up to John's side, and asked gently, "Sir, do you want tea or coffee?" ”

"Coffee, thank you."

Without hesitation, the boy chose coffee.

Although tea comes from China, neither Liu Zecheng nor John Huntelaar has the habit of drinking tea at breakfast, let alone the Westerners' way of making tea, he really can't get used to it, which he has long experienced from his mother Elizabeth.

"You should have a glass of milk."

At this moment, the calm voice of old Huntelaar came: "At your age, doubling the milk in the morning will keep your energy strong all day long!" ”

"Thank you."

After a moment's hesitation, John smiled and shook his head, "But I still like coffee in the morning, and I'm never used to the taste of milk." ”

It is true that he does not like to drink milk very much, and he has not developed the habit of drinking milk. In his previous life, he was already an adult when the financial conditions allowed it, and in this life, Elizabeth did not have the ability to prepare a cup for him every day.

And......

Can you drink milk in New York in 1879?

Pasteurization laws have not yet been widespread, the federal Pure Food and Drug Act has not yet been enacted, and the United States is in one of the darkest times, John is afraid to try milk in New York. You know, just 20 years ago, in 1958, 8,000 babies died in New York in a year, and one of the possible reasons for their deaths was the children's hygiene milk cooked by those black-hearted businessmen with various "condiments". But driven by huge interests, these shady curtains have been heavily covered up, and will continue until at least the 2o century......

The people of this era are much more courageous than later generations!

After seeing that John politely rejected his proposal and frowned, old Huntelaar did not say anything more, and ate quietly.

Looking at the silent grandparents on both sides of the table, Hans Elber's head shook imperceptibly, and sighed secretly in his heart. Of course, he could see that although the old Huntelaar had a cold attitude, he was actually very concerned about his grandson, and the casual concern that he showed was also surprising to him, a man who had served him for more than ten years. And little Huntelaar seems to be independent and estranged, but he has a lot of respect for his maternal grandfather, and he has faint thoughts of intimacy.

It's just that both of them can't let go of some things.

Hans understood that old Huntelaar still had some difficulty forgiving his daughter's willfulness, so he was a little embarrassed, but he didn't understand what little Huntelaar said. Until now, John still refers to his maternal grandfather by the word sir, and he has no intention of changing his words at all.

No matter how much Mr. Butler sighed, Mr. Huntelaar and Mr. Huntelaar finished the breakfast very quietly.

The valet Henry had already prepared the carriage, and old Huntelaar was about to leave the house after breakfast. After changing his clothes, he nodded to Johan, who was sitting in the hall downstairs, and said in a deep voice, "I have already instructed Hans to take you to the tailor's place today to order a few sets of clothes." Besides, I have a banquet to attend in the evening, and I'm afraid I'll be back very late, so you don't have to wait for me to have dinner. ”

"Yes, sir."

Slightly stunned, John responded respectfully, and a thought flashed through his mind: "Those clothes in the closet are still new, it's a pity......"

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