"How the meal looks." Brother Ren suddenly spoke.

"Yes, it looks delicious." Duan Shuai said, habitually grabbing a piece of steak with his hands and biting it directly, chewing in his mouth like a pig.

Although there is nothing wrong with this, these actions are very unsightly to the people above, and if a very young child eats like this when he is a child, the tutor will definitely suddenly stand up and hit him with a ruler on the palm of his hand.

He was told that such movements were not allowed, and that a gentleman should use these instruments with his elbows in the air, his left knife and fork, and swinging from the outside, from the inside out.

However, Duan Shuai is not from their family, he is a guest from afar, so the owner of this house is strict with the appearance, behavior and habits of the servants, as well as the walking posture, requiring them to speak quietly, do things carefully, and try not to make noise when eating, the most important thing is not to speak loudly.

This will cause the grains of rice or saliva in the mouth to touch the air, which is very unsightly for other diners.

Therefore, Duan Shuai's meal was too busy for everyone else to look over, and their faces more or less did not show other feelings, but just because he was Frey's guest, the invited guests could not punish them with the habits of the family.

Obviously, Duan Shuai also saw this in his heart, but he didn't know if he had really done something wrong, eating steak like this was comfortable, and he was full after eating a lot, but he still saw the mocking expressions on the faces of some servants, so he slowly put down the cutlery in his hand.

"Use this." A housekeeper in the back was haunted, and then brought a bowl of hot water, on which some chrysanthemums floated, and the whole water smelled mixed with fragrance, fragrant.

"Is this drinking?" Duan Shuai wondered.

"Oh? No, no, no, it's just for you to wash your hands. The butler on one side gave him an incredulous expression, then shook his head violently, telling him not to do it.

"Wash your hands?" Duan Shuai asked incomprehensibly, "Such delicious water is used to wash your hands." Then he felt that the servants next to him were about to laugh, and hurriedly covered his red face, and put his hand into the bowl little by little, who let him not receive this kind of rich man-style baptism since he was a child, and accepting this baptism should become a little white face that women are vying to like.

When his hands were completely clean, the butler took the bowl away and handed him a wet towel.

"Is this for wiping hands?" Duan Shuai hurriedly asked, to avoid himself from appearing in the foreign world again, he felt quite tired after living like this for a long time, because they had to do it every day, it seemed that the people here were used to it, but he didn't feel that Frey, who was a soldier with him, had that kind of aristocratic temperament.

Speaking of which, Frey ate as heroically as he did when he was in the army, and he didn't think he had any other thoughts about other people, but it seems that there is still a gap between people, he is so good at doing things, and he is very well disguised, no wonder he can be the leader of a team.

On the other side, waiting for the breakfast to end, Duan Shuai slowly stood up as usual, and the servants took handkerchiefs to clean up the dishes on the table, and quickly retreated, leaving only a few people at their main table.

Frey's wife also retired at once, there is no other explanation for this, she does have something to do, and there are many things to do, and it is impossible to stay with her husband now.

No one likes pestering women, even his wife herself knows this truth, and sometimes women should really know how to cater to men to be the type of bird, and sometimes they can't just tolerate it.

"Today's meal made me look great." Several people were walking together, and at this moment, Duan Shuai immediately said.

"Hehe, it's okay, don't worry about this little thing, you've done better, don't have a burden in your heart." The person on the other side said with relief as usual, that person was not Frey.

At this time, they are all full of food and drink to walk on the streets, exercise in the morning, the climate here seems to have been cultivated, overcrowded pedestrian streets, and all kinds of special snack bars.

In this rustic town, many people are busy making ends meet, running around, and only children will soak outside and play carefree all day long.

They walked a little bit down the pedestrian street and then returned to the villa.

Frey was out for a ride in his own car, and he enjoyed the moment, and no one was going to take care of him at this time, after all, he also enjoyed being alone, and now he did have something to do alone.

It's too much trouble to leave this to someone else, so it's more appropriate to do it yourself, and he doesn't want to ask others to do it.

So he drove around the city, then drove to the city center, he parked the car, he came to the supermarket, he came here to buy something, and his team can't do without the same prop here, and he must rely on him to maintain the output of body energy every day.

After walking into the supermarket and picking up a few things, I left at the back exit and the next destination was the practice ground I had rented earlier.

The janitor is also abiding by the rules of the door, optimistic about the territory here, and speaking of which, his life is very leisurely.

Because of the inflow of funds, he doesn't have to worry about his livelihood every day, and he also voluntarily holds a practice ground for the teenagers, who can come here every day to enjoy free activities, as long as they don't get hurt, whatever they want.

Frey parked the car in the backyard, he needed to use this place today, but he didn't mind if these children came here to practice, anyway, it was also prepared for exercise, and he didn't mind playing with them, but the venue or something, the house must be left for them.

The gatekeeper naturally understands the door rules, and of course closes the door of the practice ground every day.

Wax the floor on time and mop it clean every day, even though the practice ground is getting less and less available.

However, this kind of rule still can't be forgotten, and I even feel that if I don't take care of the practice ground, I can't help it.

"Uncle Long, can I use the practice ground?" Frey walked over, and Uncle Long had already sensed the people coming from afar, and immediately stood up to greet him.

He hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all ready, you can rest assured of this, I wax the floor regularly, and it is forbidden for other people to come in to visit, and I have also maintained the equipment inside, you can use it with confidence." ”

"Well, that's good, I'm going to continue to use it for two weeks in a few days, and the children outside don't have to be driven away, let them play outside, as long as their voices don't make too much noise, I don't think it's easy for you to let them accompany you." Frey said, nodding slightly to the old man on the side, and thanked him vigorously.

Then he entered the practice ground, and found that the place inside was very clean and tidy, as he said.