Chapter 25: Politics at the Dinner Table
"It was an honor to be invited by the Rothschilds!"
"Please don't say that!" The old butler still had a humble expression on his face, and looked at Jerome with respect. Bonaparte said: "The blood of the Bonaparte family is respected by all wherever it goes, and that man [the Emperor Napoleon] made all Europe tremble!" ”
Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded noncommittally, and then spread his hands to express helplessness: "In this day and age, the dignity of blood is far less than the power of money!" Moreover, people are only in awe of my uncle's strength, and the vast majority of the Bonapartes, including me, are at best nothing more than a herd of Corsican pigs tainted with my uncle's glory! The Revolution made us and destroyed us! ”
"Yes! Revolution, what a simple but violent term! He can make the rich impoverished overnight, and he can also make the poor rich overnight! The old butler nodded in agreement. Bonaparte's statement.
The two men walked in the courtyard of the Rothschild Mansion as they spoke.
The large courtyard is filled with all kinds of flowers and plants, and on one side of the courtyard is a rocking chair, next to which is a round table made of stones, on which is placed a bundle of newspapers. If Jérôme was not mistaken, the newspaper would have been this morning.
The whole courtyard is particularly quiet in the moonlight.
It's hard to imagine that this is a place where the richest people in Europe live, where you don't feel the slightest stench of money, everything seems to be so natural.
This unusually harmonious scene changed the moment Jérôme entered the main hall of the mansion, which could be described as graceful and luxurious.
Persian heterogeneous carpets are laid between the main hall and the staircase, gilded handrails and portraits hanging on the walls are particularly dazzling in the light of chandeliers and candles, blue and white porcelain from the Qing Kingdom is placed in the corner of the living room, next to the blue and white porcelain is a beautiful fireplace, the fireplace is decorated with exquisite weapons and oil paintings of masters, in front of the fireplace is placed a sofa made of cowhide, and even the cushions are also full of fullness, people must be very comfortable to sit on.
If you compare Louis Mansion with this, it is like a village girl in the countryside who is not willing to compete with a beautiful princess who is rich and rivals the country.
Behind each graceful and luxurious ornament is the arrogance of the Rothschilds.
Jérôme estimated that even the entire assets of future President Ma would not be richer than the current Rothschild.
The only people in Europe who can overpower the Rothschilds in terms of wealth are probably the royal family members of Britain, France, Prussia, Austria and Russia, and they are the richest people in the whole of Europe with their long history and power.
"Please come here!" The old butler paid homage to Jérôme. Bonaparte led the way.
Under the leadership of the old butler, Jérôme. Bonaparte crossed a narrow corridor to the dining room at the end of the corridor.
The two men in white cotton wool vests who were in charge of opening the door bowed as soon as they saw the old butler and Jérôme, and the door of the restaurant was opened to allow only one person to pass through.
Looking through the crack in the door, the dining room is also shrouded in gold, and the long table is laid horizontally in the dining room, and it is not possible to see Leonel in the restaurant from Jérôme's perspective. Baron Rothschild.
The old butler also stopped at the door of the restaurant, and said to Jérôme with a still humble expression: "Your Excellency the Baron is waiting for you in the dining room!" ”
Looking at the passage in front of him, which only accommodated one person, and the golden figure in the restaurant, Jérôme's heart couldn't help but beat faster.
In order to relieve the tension in his heart, he opened his mouth slightly, and a wave of heat exhaled from Jérôme's mouth.
With an exhale and an inhale, Jérôme's mood finally calmed down a little.
Jérôme walked into the dining room, and on the left side of the long table sat a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s. Baron Rothschild.
"Your Excellency, I'm sorry to invite you to be a guest at this time, I didn't encounter anything on the way!" Leonel. Rothschild greeted him politely, and from his words Jerome. Bonaparte didn't hear much concern, more like a sentence of "Have you eaten?" Routine inquiry.
"Thanks to you, all is well!" Jérôme. Bonaparte also replied routinely.
The valet in charge of the interior of the restaurant will be Jérôme. Bonaparte took the seat, which was on the left-hand side of Rothschild.
Once everything is ready, the banquet begins.
The servant in charge of the food carries a plate covered with an aluminium lid, which was a status symbol in the 19th century, when the aluminium industry was not developed.
Two plates are placed in front of Leonel and Jérôme, and the aluminium lid slowly opens, revealing the delicate blue and white porcelain plates.
Needless to say, the plate must have been shipped from the Qing Dynasty by sea, and in the center of the plate was a mass of black "small pearls" with full particles, and the "small pearls" exuded a shocking cold air, which seemed to have been chilled.
Jérôme. Bonaparte picked up the gleaming aluminium spoon that had been placed aside and gently scooped it into his mouth, filling Jérôme's mouth with an intoxicating sensation of explosion and the saltiness of seafood.
It was a long time before Jérôme reluctantly swallowed the caviar.
"Sturgeon caviar from the Russian Empire, I hope you like it!" After Jérôme had swallowed it all, Rothschild spoke: "I feel great regret for Brother Ling's departure!" ”
It's the same regret again, and it doesn't even reflect the expression of regret. Please, can your acting skills be a little more realistic.
Jérôme complained silently in his heart, still expressing his gratitude to Rothschild for his "concern".
At the end of the first course, the valet retrieves the plate. The second course is placed in front of Jérôme, and the foie gras from France is garnished with a few caviars, and the whole dish is extraordinarily high-end.
Jérôme holds the aluminum knife placed next to the plate in his right hand, and the steel fork in his left hand is tied to the foie gras, and the knife gently cuts a small piece and stuffs it into his mouth and chews it carefully.
"Brother Ling once had a loan business in our Rothschild Bank, I wonder if His Excellency the Prince knows?" Baron Leonel gently wiped the remaining sauce from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and the picture was full of daggers.