"Five soules?

Charles took another sip of his coffee, savored its unique taste, and finally determined that either his own taste was wrong or that there was something wrong with the coffee.

Charles has been in Nasser for a month or two, and has been in a few coffee shops during this time, and ordinary black coffee costs only one cup of copper coins, and the slightly better ones will cost two copper coins, and small snacks range from three to five copper coins.

But the coffee and snacks that Charles came across today cost five soles, which is twenty-five copper coins, and the high-end cafes on Nasser Center Street are only that price.

Five copper coins for one small silver suckle, twenty suckles for one livre, and twenty-four livres for one gold louis are the basic currency exchange standards of Florence.

A seamstress who worked sixteen or seventeen hours a day to earn ten soles, and who dared to ask for five soles for this miserable and half-baked thing, Charles wondered if he had encountered a black shop.

"Sir, look at the wall, we have a price. ”

The middle-aged man with a bookish face pointed to the wall of the coffee shop, and Charles looked up to see a large price list.

Price lists were common in the Shire during the Celestial Empire, but this was the first time I've seen them in Nasser, because most of the customers in low-end cafes are illiterate, and high-end cafes have waiters who bring you menus.

"It's really clearly priced!" said Charles, who almost began to roll up his sleeves, and saw the big price list on the wall and was choked back.

"I don't need any money to sit here for a while, do I?"

"The guest laughed, of course it doesn't cost money to sit for a while!"

"Okay, bring me a cup of hot water, the kind that doesn't cost money!"

“.......”

The café owner was stunned for a few seconds before he smiled and said, "Okay, please wait!"

Nasser was still very cold in winter, and although business was deserted in the café, the fire in the fireplace was very warm and comfortable, and Charles didn't want to go home for a while, so he decided to sit here for a while, and get the military visitors away before going back.

The military were more patient than Charles had expected, and after two hours had not left, Charles was sitting back in his chair and staring blankly at the street outside, feeling bored.

"Boss, how many years have you been running a café here?"

The boss behind the counter was still reading, and he didn't even raise his eyelids and replied: "It's been more than ten years." ”

"So your business hasn't been very good?"

"Well, it's better once in a while!"

The boss replied very perfunctorily, and Charles also felt that he couldn't talk to him, but he still asked, "Is your store your own or rented from someone else?"

"Rent someone else's!"

The coffee shop owner flipped a page of the book and replied casually.

Charles turned his head back, still looking out the window at the street, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

When it was almost dark, the lights were already lit in the coffee shop, and Charles did not wait for the military carriage to leave his house, but waited for the other two carriages.

The new carriage that Charles had paid for the Lord of Fani was in front, followed by a carriage with a lion on a crown, apparently the carriage of a member of the Flensian royal family.

"Hehe! The enemy has come to the door, it looks like I should play!"

Charles picked up the hat on the table and felt five souls placed on the table to leave, but just as he was about to stand up, he saw an unexpected scene on the reflection of the glass of the window.

The coffee shop owner, who didn't seem to care about anything, put down his book and kept his eyes fixed on the carriages passing outside, and then lowered his head to read the book again after the two carriages had passed, but Charles waited a few minutes to find that he hadn't turned the page.

It was dark outside, the lights were on in the room, and he didn't know that his covert observation had been reflected on the glass, and was seen by the guests who had drunk a belly of hot water.

"Guests, please go slowly!"

The middle-aged man who was reading the book looked up at Charles and got up to leave, stood up and said hello politely, but he didn't know that this middle-aged handsome guy had already targeted him.

Charles stood up and walked out of the café, looking back at the sign of the "Lazy Cafe", a sharp glint in his eyes that flashed away.

When Charles came out on the street, he didn't go home first, but went back to his rental house in the opposite direction and took the tiger cat boots out.

It was already dark, and a man and a cat groped their way to a secluded corner and established a spiritual connection.

"When it gets dark, you stare at this café and see the owner, and if he goes out, you follow him to see where he goes, be careful not to get too close. ”

Although the café owner was an ordinary person, Charles did not take it lightly, and carefully told the boots to be safe, the little tiger cat is now a very useful helper, and Charles does not want anything wrong with him.

The little tiger cat wagged his tail at Charles, jumped up the wall with agility, flew up the wall to the roof of a small building, found a corner on it, and began to carry out Charles's mission.

Charles also took off the "night trick face", restored the appearance of the middle-aged handsome man to the appearance of the young and handsome Count Bayonne, walked home from the end of the street, and when he walked to the door of the coffee shop, he casually turned his head to look inside, and found that the middle-aged boss with a bookish face was sitting in the seat he had just sat on, silently in a daze like himself just now.

..........

..........

Charles walked through the gate of 17 Ruttecia Street, and Roy flashed out of the porter, looking like he had been waiting for Charles.

"Sir, General Philo of the Military Department and Count Farmer of the Royal Family are here, and Lord Fani and Miss Olive are receiving them in the living room, do you want to go over now?"

"Oh!

A general and an earl, Charles still has to take it seriously, at least not from the etiquette to find fault with people.

"It's ready for you!"

Roy pointed to a nearby room and led Charles in to change his clothes, helping him change his clothes while explaining the identity of the visitors to Charles.

General Philo was an old friend of the Marquis of Lorraine and the Quartermaster of the Flensian Army, in charge of all the military's weapons procurement, and the Chevalier family's former weapons factory received a small amount of military orders from him.

The Earl of Farmer is an important member of the royal family of Florence and now serves as the steward of the Royal Workshop, which is now one of the Shire's biggest creditors and a master who cannot be neglected.

Compared with the two people, it is obvious that General Philo is closer to the Chevalier family, but the Count of Farmer is a cousin of Viscount Mayo, the father of the Lord of Fani, and the county of Fani mainly calls him "uncle", which brings the relationship between the two sides closer.

Charles changed into a newly cut Frac gown and walked into the living room of the Marquis de Lorraine's palace, where he saw several people with different expressions.

Olive is the second head of the Chevalier family (Charles and Olive think so), although he is young, he still sits in the master's seat, and he looks a little restrained, obviously still needs to be tempered by the world.

And the lord of Fani is much more calm, drinking black tea calmly and elegantly, occasionally chatting with the two visitors, more like a hostess than Olive.