In fact, Wang Zheng didn't want to be so high-profile, after all, there are not many masters who reward shillings at this time, and it is too easy to attract attention. But Wang Zheng really didn't have silver reserves in his hands for a while, and the gold reserves were already astronomical, and for the sake of value, he could only make some gold shillings and pounds sterling first. Fortunately, the light was dim on this big night, and few people could see what Wang Zheng threw out. If the apprentice is smart enough, he will rot in the stomach. So it's not a big deal.

Wang Zheng took Jin Liuniang and walked slowly to the inside of the hotel, and the first thing he saw when he opened the door was a hall with a large area, seven or eight tea houses placed in front of the window, which seemed to be specially prepared for the fashionable afternoon tea of European nobles. On the other hand, the bar hall not far from the left is full of people and looks very lively.

"Good evening, dear sir. Is there anything we can do for you? ”

Let's see, the foreman of the station cabinet has more eyes than the doorman who opened the door, and glanced at Wang Zheng's ring slightly, and immediately knew that there was a nobleman with a real title. The smile on his face was so kind.

"Well, hello!" Wang Zheng nodded, fiddled with his ivory cane, and said, "Please give me a better room, and then prepare some food." ”

"Yes sir!" The foreman nodded hurriedly, and didn't raise the price at all, and directly patted the bell on the table. A young man dressed as a standard waiter walked over quickly.

"Laurie, guide Mr. and Mrs., the leftmost room on the second floor. Call Lauren, and make sure to please the gentleman! ”

"Yes, Mr. Carson!" The young man nodded quickly, picked up a white candle on the counter, lit it, turned around and saluted Wang Zheng and the two, and said, "Please follow me!" ”

At this time, the second industrial revolution had not yet begun, and even if there were generators, they only existed in laboratories. Of course, you won't find one in a small hotel. So the main things in charge of lighting here are kerosene lamps and candles. However, the light of the flame was dim and fluctuating in the end, so the young man took a candle to lead the way, showing his attention to Wang Zheng and the two.

The hotel has three floors, plus the decoration of the top floor and the attic in front of the four floors, in this era without elevators, the second floor off the ground, but not too high, is the floor preferred by the nobles, so most hotels also put the best rooms on the second floor. It's a pity that the interior of the buildings of this era is more divided, and the space is mostly small, otherwise the nobles may like it even more if they get a penthouse villa.

"Sir. It's here! Laurie opened the door, and another young man in the same dress was already waiting in the room.

On a general look, there was a double bed, which was all brand new, a dining table, a dresser, a hanger, and a few candles lit around. The décor is simple, but the overall feel of the room is good, it can be called original, and it should have been thought of.

Wang Zheng nodded dispensably. Anyway, it is impossible for the two of them to live here, and staying in the hotel is nothing more than a place for the earl's son.

Jin Liuniang took out a shilling from her small handbag, gently put it in Laurie's hand, and nodded: "It's okay here." Please bring dinner to your room for a while! Oh, by the way, if there's a servant at the door looking for Sir Logan in a moment, please bring it for me. That's our personal servant! ”

"Good young lady, absolutely satisfied!" Laurie clutched the gold coin in his hand, nodded calmly, bowed deeply, and pulled his little friend, who was already a little stunned, to retreat!

The door is closed. Wang Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off the gentleman's emphasis that had been disguised all night, and sat on the bed casually. returned to his original appearance and said, "Transfer people again?" Do what? ”

Jin Liuniang seemed to enjoy this aristocratic style, turned a circle elegantly, and said, "Isn't it strange that you don't have a personal servant as a nobleman?" ”

Wang Zheng looked at the unfamiliar face and frowned a little and said, "Won't the sudden appearance arouse suspicion?" ”

Jin Liuniang returned to her original appearance with a smile and said, "With the current speed of information transmission, no one will pay attention." Besides, the nobles have no servants to serve them! ”

Wang Zheng didn't bother to pay attention to her, shrugged his shoulders and fell directly on the bed, and said, "Whatever you want!" Jin Liuniang giggled and jumped to his side and shook her calves, closing her eyes and not knowing where to get the order!

After a while, there was another knock on the door of the room, and Laurie leaned in respectfully and said, "Mr. Sir, your dinner is ready!" And your servant has arrived! As he spoke, there was a hint of longing on the young man's face, as if he had seen something remarkable.

He stepped back, and a man dressed as a standard butler walked in, followed by a maid in a lilac Austrian maid dress.

"Carl? Moe? Wang Zheng jumped up and said in surprise.

No, isn't the gray-haired middle-aged man the old butler Carl, who is always upright? The little beauty with long hair behind her, a lilac hairpin on her head and a long skirt on her body is none other than Xiao Meng, the leader of the virus sniper.

Wang Zheng looked at Jin Liuniang and said with a smile: "Won my heart!" ”

Jin Liuniang rolled her eyes and ignored him. In fact, her name Xiaomeng is nothing more than a layer of this meaning, but the main thing is to let the senior cadres adapt to this plane, after all, if you want to operate here for more than a hundred years, it is always good to be well prepared.

Carl hasn't seen him for a long time, since Wang Zheng got the time energy, the bloodthirsty virus in his body has completely eliminated the negative impact, I remember the last time Jin Liuniang mentioned him, she said that he is now faster, it seems that Garth's research for so long has not been in vain.

Carl's health is better, but his personality seems to be more stereotypical. He hadn't seen each other for so long, and he didn't have a smile on his face, and after a serious one-knee bow, he quickly entered his role. He quickly tidied up the table and pushed in the two food trucks that were waiting outside.

After sending away the two little ones who saw their idols like Laurie and Lauren all over their faces, Carl served Wang Zheng and sat down at the table.

Wang Zheng has been served for forty or fifty years, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong. But seeing Old Carl's serious face, he was still a little uncomfortable. Smiled: "Carl, it doesn't have to be like this, just sit down and join us!" ”

Carl knew Wang Zheng's character, so he didn't say anything to defend him, just shook his head lightly, and then went to serve the food!

Wang Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, knowing that this Carl had completely entered the position of housekeeper, and he would not stop talking about it, so he ignored it and concentrated on dealing with the food in front of him.

Jin Liuniang's body is a cyborg and does not need to supplement food and energy. And Xiao Meng has just come from other planes, and she is not hungry at all. Therefore, the two sat opposite Wang Zheng holding hands and watched him eat. Old Karl held a bottle of ancient wine wrapped in a white towel in his hand, and stood behind Wang Zheng ready to serve at any time.

In fact, the reason why he came back to have a dinner was that in addition to almost not eating at the banquet, it was also because Wang Zheng had longed for the food of the British aristocracy in the 19th century. In later generations, British cuisine was not as well-known as French and Chinese cuisine, but it still had a firm place in Europe. English afternoon tea is one of them. But it is more comprehensive to belong to the main meal that Westerners attach more importance to.

In fact, it is not necessary to think of the nineteenth-century English aristocracy as elegant, although there must be neatly arranged knives and forks at hand, but the most common movement they use to grasp their bodies from the barbarism of the Middle Ages is hand. On the contrary, the dishes are quite exquisite, and most of them are delicacies from the mountains and seas. In fact, at this time, the aristocratic table is indeed worthy of the four words of delicacies from the mountains and seas. Needless to say, ordinary cattle, sheep, pigs and fish, such as pike, moray eel, carp, pufferfish, sparrow, goose, seagull, lark, peacock, etc. are also frequently appearing.

The dinner of the English aristocracy usually consisted of two courses - meat or fish with vegetables and dessert (or pudding). As for the staple food, it must be bread, and the upper class and the inferior people are the same, the difference is that the nobles eat white bread made of refined flour, while the lower class can only eat some coarse, dry black and flour bread. Interestingly, however, they often mix bread with wine, soup, and sauce, for occasions large and small. This kind of wet bread is called Sop in both English and Spanish, and it is a time-honored custom.

It may be the magic of gold coins, Wang Zheng's dinner tonight is obviously more sumptuous. A large pot of grilled lamb chops and a whole grilled fish of unknown breed are placed in the middle, and two vegetable salads and two small desserts are dotted around. It looks particularly attractive in the light of the candle flame.

Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows with interest and pointed to the lamb chops. Karl immediately came over and used a huge dinner knife to divide the lamb chops into several pieces and put them on Wang Zheng's plate.

"Hmmm! Not bad! Wang Zheng took a bite, only to feel that his mouth was full of sweetness and chewiness. In addition to the obvious oversprinkling of spices, whether it is the content of the gravy, the treatment of the meat before roasting, and the heat of baking, it is just right. The slight crispiness of the outer skin contrasts with the delicious tenderness of the inside, and the fine crispy bones of the lamb chops form an alternative trio.

Although it can't catch up with the chefs at the base, it can be regarded as the top in this era. Wang Zheng is a little uncomfortable with the excessive weight of spices, but he still admires the chef's handling of ingredients. Especially in this era when there are only simple cooking utensils, it is possible to grill the crispy bones in the lamb chops just right.

Wang Zheng put down the knife, grabbed the napkin and wiped his mouth, nodded and pointed to the little lamb chops and said, "It's not bad!" Taste them all! (To be continued......)