Chapter 146: Nothing

Barrett stopped awkwardly when he opened the door, because he was not the only one here, and it was normal for such a large house to have servants. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But the servants who follow him really don't have a good way.

When he looked at the woman dressed as a male waiter next to him, he thought it was a waiter who had come to the cellar to get wine.

But when the woman followed him all the way from the east hall of the cellar to the middle corridor, Barrett knew that the waiter, who had a drink and snacks in his hand and kept his head down, but would not lose them at all, was watching him.

Although this may have been a misunderstanding, the waiter did not show the slightest warning or displeasure when he picked up the small camera in his pocket to photograph the insignia on the barrel.

She just politely reminded: "The emblem you are photographing now represents the origin of the wine, the high-quality grapes from Bordeaux." ”

Barrett naturally knew about the city that made a gimmick with ancient place names, and there were several such cities in the Southern District.

The merchants there pay attention to making money in your pocket with sentiment and dazzling retro literature, Venice, Vienna, they are all retro.

"I just think this emblem is beautiful, and so is the one on your sleeve." Barrett is the kind of person who does everything when he dies, and since he realized that this woman was really following his own surveillance, he immediately chose the second plan.

The buttons on the woman's sleeves also have a beautiful emblem, and although they are small, they still can't escape his eyes.

The clasp is engraved with a pegasus motif, small but lifelike. This is a handmade button, which proves that the clothes on this woman's body are also handmade.

A maid has such extravagant clothes? At Nimbe Hill, Barrett had never seen anything like it.

"Thank you for the compliment." The woman leaned down slightly to express her gratitude, but did not say much.

Barrett walked along the rows of barrels inside, his gaze shifting from the barrel next to him, and there were many different emblems indicating that the ingredients of these wines came from different places.

"Does Mr. Bass like to drink? This amount of collection is comparable to that of a professional wine cellar. "I don't think the number of workshop-style wine cellars is as large as he has here.

"I'm sorry. I don't know, because I'm just a helper in the cellar. There weren't many opportunities to meet Mr. ”

The woman's respectful appearance made him a little uncomfortable, and some were too formulaic.

Just a helper in the wine cellar? He had the impression that the workers in the cellar were strong men in overalls, because the work of cooking wine was not something that ordinary women could do. The East Room, on the other hand, has a complete set of tools for hand-processing wine.

And I happened to see how they made handmade wine in the south, pushing dozens or even hundreds of kilograms of fermented wine on the ground over a distance of tens of meters, and the vibration would help shake and exhaust.

It takes five full pushes to complete it once, and I have some exercise in the navy, but I can't complete it once.

Unable to find anything here, Barrett decided to leave, and with the attendant following, he could not approach the walls and corners to investigate.

Then change places.

The second best place to go, of course, is the collection room.

The reason why I didn't choose to go there first is because it is so conspicuous, and the more places you hide things, the less important things will be displayed.

Going there is just a matter of looking for the coat of arms that Corson requires.

Take the stairs up to the basement level, where the collection room is on the north side. The soft artificial light source makes the otherwise dim underground look no different from the outside, and this specially used sun lamp can perfectly mimic the sunlight outside.

In addition to not being able to do the temperature of the sun, everything can be imitated, and even the red-orange light and blue-violet light required by plants can be perfectly restored.

So there are a lot of flowers and small trees in this semi-underground mansion.

The entire basement floor is made up of three blocks, the innermost of which is the pool area, which has a rather luxurious pool in this mansion.

The middle area is the practice room and gymnasium, and the outermost area is the collection room.

As for why the room for storing valuables was placed close to the outdoor mountain, Barrett did not know.

The collection room is not locked, not even a door, and you can see the figure of the Great Emperor in the middle of the collection room when you stand in the doorway.

He recognized it at a glance as he had seen the original statue of the emperor in a tourist brochure.

Imitation? Not really! According to Bath's identity and wealth, he would definitely not get a copy here.

But the original is too small, after all, the statue of the emperor should be more than ten meters high at the earliest.

"This is the statue in the middle of the fountain in the original palace of Emperor Micha. That emperor was really an interesting person, and he made such a statue and put it there to look down on the people for him. ”

Barrett's voice surprised Barrett, who didn't expect his study to be in the room of the collection, and there was no door.

"Doesn't these flashy things stop you from thinking?" Barrett has a lot of displays on both sides, and it has to be said that the West is rich in gemstones, and the display cases are full of pale pink opals, which of course are just substitutes.

Because no real opal rough can be found in the whole of Frost, this is just a substitute for the manufacture of pink quartz.

Although it is a substitute, it is only for things that do not exist, and any small piece of pink quartz is worth the income of most people's lifetimes, or even more.

"My wife loves the color, so I want her to be surrounded by it." Bas walked over to the portrait on the middle pillar and gently wiped his fingers against the portrait.

The portrait can be seen directly from his study, which is why there is no door in his study.

Looking at the woman in the painting, that familiar feeling reappeared, he had really seen this woman somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.

"When did your wife die? I always felt like I had seen her somewhere. Barrett still asked, after all, it was quite uncomfortable to hold it in his heart.

In the portrait, a delicate and beautiful woman holding a parasol stands in a field of flowers, butterflies dance around her, and her long black hair flutters in the wind, revealing a cool breeze.

It's the kind of scenery Barrett has only seen in Lyphy, and it's a gentle feeling of harmony with nature.

But unlike Raffe, women are more tranquil and elegant, while Rafe is more agile and lively in nature.

"Oh? I don't think you've seen her, because she hasn't left Lila Lane. And you, haven't been there. Buzz said with a smile, not much in his squinted eyes.

Lilla Lane? Exiled Lands......