Chapter 800: Bakery
After 5 years
Early summer 1909
Paris
Early in the morning
In a palatial building very close to the Champs-ΓlysΓ©es,
Two strong Chinese men ran back in the morning, opened the mailbox, took the newspapers, letters, and milk delivered in the morning, and returned to the house one after the other.
These two people are the masters of the Royal Praetorian Guard who traveled around with Emperor Shengzu Tai, one is named Han Huachen, and his external identity is a senior military attache of the embassy in France, with the rank of colonel.
The other is called Ma Fengtu, who is a senior military attache of the embassy in Germany and has the rank of lieutenant colonel in the Royal Army.
Returning to the beautifully decorated dome-style living room, Xu Jinxun, who looked a little older, hurriedly stepped forward and asked quietly; "Two, is there any news from the master?"
Han Huachen shook his head silently, and handed the newspaper and a stack of letters in his hand to Xu Jinxun, the meaning was self-evident.
Han Huachen and Ma Fengtu are not talkative people, they are silent on weekdays, and they can only be lively when they practice with each other, and their personalities are quite boring.
Xu Jinxun had long been used to it, and he frowned and sighed slightly. With a stack of letters in hand, he walked to the living room sofa and sat down, and began to read it carefully.
A few letters were quickly flipped through, and instead of easing, his brow was deepened.
The old man has no news, but his hometown hurriedly came to ask again, how is this good?
As agreed beforehand
Every once in a while, Xu Jinxun has to report to the imperial family and the local government that he is safe, and it does not involve the specific situation of the Holy Lord Taishang Emperor's Holy Bow, which is the top secret of the empire.
But in recent years
The imperial family became more and more anxious to know the physical condition of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, which made Xu Jinxun in a dilemma.
Let's be honest
He and the two Praetorian Guard masters have not seen the Holy Ancestor Emperor for more than 4 years, and he has been hiding this news, and he can only be anxious when he writes from home.
Every 10 days and half a month, a letter will appear in the mailbox, on which the words of the dragon flying and the phoenix are dancing, and the pen is strong and heavy, most of them;
"I'm fine, don't worry."
"It's fine."
"I can eat and sleep."
"Don't bother."
These are all from the handwriting of His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor, and it is another form of reporting peace, and you will feel at ease after reading it.
Heo Jinxun and the others also tried to monitor in shifts to see who was in the mailbox every morning?
But after persisting for more than a year, I was stunned that I didn't find a person with a similar figure to the Holy Ancestor Emperor, which was really strange.
The three people here can swear by a curse, as long as His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor appears, they will be able to recognize them even if they are disguised, and the impression is too deep.
Every move of that tall figure is imprinted into the depths of the soul, and even if you die, you can't forget it.
It's a pity that I haven't found it once, but the letters still arrive on time every 10 days and half a month, don't you say strange?
In the minds of Xu Jinxun and the others, His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor Tai was already a god-like figure, and there were some unpredictable methods, which was too normal.
Those people in the imperial family and the government all thought that Xu Jinxun and these people were always serving by the side of His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor, and the holy family was rich, not to mention how nourishing it was.
They didn't know the suffering of these three people, they were really living on thin ice under great pressure, trembling.
If I didn't receive a letter from the Holy Ancestor Emperor for more than 10 days, I began to sit restlessly, sitting at the door and waiting every day, which was even more pious than Wangfu Cliff.
After two years of free travel, His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor Tai became more and more free.
Xu Jinxun and the three of them were in the way when they followed him to serve, so he simply flew alone, leaving these three bitter ha here as a channel to contact the empire.
Others, not anymore.
Just when Xu Jinxun and the three of them were sad, a man wearing a peaked cap and riding a bicycle passed by the door, and his hand was undetectable.
I saw a flash of white light, and a letter crossed more than ten meters away and was accurately inserted into the slender entrance of the mailbox.
And the man didn't pause at all, and rode away on his bicycle.
More than 10 minutes passed
In front of the bakery on the other street, the man in the cap looked up to see Richard, who was getting younger, with two newspapers in his shoulders, parked his bicycle and chained to a cast railroad lamp.
Then he walked into the bakery unhurriedly, and after pushing the door in, the beautiful golden-haired female shopkeeper inside looked up and saw him, and immediately showed a happy look on her face, and greeted her;
"Dear Lee, you haven't been here in a few days."
"Well, I went to Marseille and don't talk about that. Bring me a big cup of hot coffee, a couple of croissants, and some rumbardy cheese and sausages, I'm hungry. β
"It's heart-wrenching, dear, what you want is coming right away. There are also freshly baked milkshake frosted bread today, why not have a few? β
"Yes, Severia, I can eat a cow now."
Hearing his words, Severia giggled as she busied herself.
She beckoned to the bakery guys, brought a few of the freshly baked milkshake frosted bread, and with a tray in her hand, she had already brought the croissants and cheese.
Her figure is plump, convex and backward, and her figure is slender, which is exactly the type of white skin and beautiful long legs that Richard likes, and there is a charm between her eyebrows and eyes.
Sevelia walked over and put down the tray, leaned down and kissed Richard lightly on the cheek, her eyes full of tenderness and sweetness, obviously not as simple as an ordinary friend.
This is completely understandable
A brilliant man like Richard, who is hard to find in the world, stands out everywhere he goes, and it is difficult for people not to notice, especially a woman who is congenitally sensitive.
He exudes a strong sense of elegance, even when he stands out in the midst of a group of workers in simple clothes.
Before the hot coffee was ready, Richard began to gulp down the croissant, spread rumbardy cheese on the bread, sandwiched it with sausages and green lettuce, wrapped it in his mouth and munched it.
Take up to three bites and take out a croissant burger.
Although it eats quickly, it still has a detached and noble temperament, which is charming no matter how you look at it.
Sevillaa stood by the coffee pot, her eyes so focused on Richard that she couldn't even see the bread buyers coming in.
"Julio, come and receive this gentleman."
Sevillaa took the tray with the milkshake frosting bread and immediately instructed the guys in the store to receive the customers, and then she put the brewed coffee into the pot and carefully placed it on the tray.
Then he picked up the tray with both hands and walked towards Richard's seat with a smile on his face.
After walking two steps, he was blocked by a big man with an angry face, this man was McCourt, a French merchant who dealt in daily necessities and one of Sevillea's suitors.
It was for this reason that Sevilla did not want to receive him personally, so as not to entangle.
"Oooh oh...... Let me see Seville, are these hot coffees and delicious snacks for that gentleman? Is it for the sake of this Oriental that you now call me "this gentleman"? This made me very unhappy. β
At this moment, McCourt was jealous, his face was distorted because of this, and he clenched his fists to block the front.
Sevillaa was not used to him at all, and looked up and said; "Go away, Mycourt, it's disgusting that you're so arrogant now. Get out of here now, you're not welcome in my bakery. β
Enraged, McCourt shouted with a fist waving;
"Uh-huh...... Just for that lowly Oriental, you want to drive me away? These nouveau riche from North America have nothing to do except have two stinky money that can coax the girl's heart? They were all damned infidels, and they all deserved to go to hell. β
Richard, who was sitting on the side, was frantically provoked by this jealous man, and put down the half-wrapped croissant with a cold face, and he snapped his fingers in the air and said; "Humble fanatic, you have committed the envy of the seven deadly sins, and you should be punished to pluck out your mouth and nose and go to hell."
McCourt originally wanted to provoke the Oriental and took the opportunity to beat him up. So, he looked at him viciously, and with a sneer on his face, he was about to say something.
Suddenly, McCourt's face changed, and he turned around and looked back in horror......
I heard a burst of barking dogs outside, and several big sturdy dogs came galloping, each with red eyes, as if crazy.
Sevillea also saw this scene and immediately screamed in fright.
"Don't panic, Severia, go back to the counter." Richard's steady voice seemed to have a calming effect, and Sevillea subconsciously took a few steps back and hid back in the counter.
It's too late, it's too soon.
Several big sturdy dogs had already slammed through the door and rushed in, and when they saw McCourt, they seemed to be crazy, and they jumped up in the air and opened their sharp teeth and bit over.
Several big dogs collided one after another, and immediately knocked the strong McCourt to the ground, opening his sharp teeth and biting wildly, causing screams in fright.
Richard bypassed the dogs and came to the door to open the door.
I saw these big dogs working together to drag the howling McCourt out of the store and tear it up on the street.
McCourt struggled to get up, and ran to the other side of the street covered in blood, only to see more than a dozen vicious dogs rushing out of the intersection at this time, rushing up all the way and knocking them to the ground.
More than a dozen large dogs swarmed up, and McCourt soon lost the sound of struggling......
Inside the store
Richard shook his head as if he had brushed away a speck of dust from his body, and he said to Julio, the frightened bakery buddy; "Julio, if I were you, I'd take out a mop and wipe the floor clean. More is better than less, and no one wants to face the interrogation of the police. β
Severia came to her senses at this time, her frightened expression was still not calm, she looked out of the street with palpitations, and then hurriedly withdrew her gaze.
Commanded Julio to say; "What are you doing? Hurry up and clear the ground, if the police come to interrogate us, we don't know anything. In fact, it was just an accident. β
"Understood, boss." Julio hurriedly walked out of the counter, picked up the mop and began to drag it up.
His heart fluctuated like a raging wave, and his heart was even more afraid of this mysterious and noble Oriental man, could it be an animal trainer?
Richard didn't take this little thing to heart at all, he killed with his own hands, or how many people died because of his orders?
It's just a white Frenchman, and if he dies, he dies, what's the matter?
(End of chapter)