"Wait a minute, do you want coffee, or tea?" asked Belin enthusiastically.

Klein smiled and said:

"When I was younger, I loved coffee and the aroma, but now, I'm more receptive to black tea. ”

"I also prefer black tea, that ...... A cup of Marquis tea?" Belin suggested with a smile.

The coffee and tea served by the Metropolitan Helping Domestic Servants Society were of average quality, in the lower-average grade, and the Marquis tea was brought by Belin from home for her own enjoyment.

Klein is not an uninformed person, and is very good at observing, just after entering, without a trace, he took into account the various details of the surrounding environment without a trace, and found that the coffee and black tea cans placed in the display case are very ordinary, I believe that the quality of the things inside will definitely not be too high, so he thinks that the marquis's black tea is either a collection of the association, used to entertain distinguished guests, or belongs to the private property of the lady in front of him, but no matter what, it is enough to explain the other party's intentions.

He didn't debunk it, and said with a smile:

"Thank you, I can't refuse your offer.

"I don't know what to call you, ma'am?"

"Belin, just call me Belin. Belin's smile bloomed like a flower.

She walked briskly into the room, asked the colleagues who were really in charge of the information to select the right person, and then, back to the reception desk, picked up the silver-inlaid tin can, and skillfully brewed black tea.

Hey, with a good-looking face, a good temperament, and a dress that reflects your identity, even if you are middle-aged, you can feel the kindness of a beautiful girl...... Klein experienced something similar for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh.

This made him realize more and more the importance of "only himself" in the Faceling Code.

If you don't keep this in mind, you will always maintain the corresponding appearance, forget or even reject your past self, and gradually lose yourself!

Soon, Belin came over with a white-glazed porcelain inlaid teacup and placed it in front of Mr. Dawn Dantès, and said with a light smile:

"It still needs to be cold for a while. ”

Klein looked down at the cup and said half-jokingly:

"It's just the right time for me to adjust my mood and treat this cup of tea more formally. ”

His implied compliments and thanks made Belin's mood even better, and she felt that Monsieur Dantès was a true gentleman, and very good at talking.

He was certainly not a believer in the Lord of the Storm...... Belin pulled her long brown curly hair and took the initiative to return to the room, urging her colleagues.

It didn't take long for her to come over with a stack of materials, sit on the single sofa next to her, and say:

"After screening, there are three suitable housekeepers here, and I will give you a general introduction.

"The first, Mr. Asnia, 55 years old, served as the Viscount of Yorkville, but later because the Viscount's investment in mineral exploration failed, the family's finances were in crisis, he had to sell the land estate, and a large number of servants were dismissed and left, and in the past ten years, he was hired by two wealthy men and made outstanding contributions to the management of their families. ”

As she spoke, Belleen's brown eyes shone brightly, like two stars hidden, with the vitality unique to a young girl.

Klein bowed his head lightly and said:

"Then why did he leave those two rich men?"

Belin replied with a smile:

"The first rich man made a lot of investments in East Bailang, and the whole family moved there, Mr. Asnia was reluctant to leave Bakeland, so he offered to resign, and the second rich man, because his health was not very good, handed over the affairs of the family to his children, and that gentleman had a more trusted housekeeper.

"Mr. Asnia is a believer in the goddess of the night, is more politically leaning towards the Conservatives, and demands an annual salary of £130. ”

"May the Goddess bless him. Klein tapped four times clockwise on his chest, drawing a crimson moon.

Belin's eyes lit up and said:

"Mr. Dantès, you are also a believer in the goddess?"

"Of course. Crane smiled and nodded, without much explanation.

No wonder it's so gentle!Bereen secretly praised and continued:

"Mr. Rybak, 48, served the Negan family for a long time as deputy butler, assistant to the housekeeper, and later became Baron Sindras butler in a transaction.

"Not long after the assassination of Duke Negan, Mr. Riebuck, whose length of service had expired, was unable to obtain a new contract from Mr. Baron, and had to come to our association for help.

"He is a shallow believer in the Lord of the Storm, has no problems with his personality, is also politically inclined to the Conservative Party, and asks for a salary of £120. ”

Klein listened quietly, nodding his head in agreement from time to time, without interrupting Belin's narration.

Belin flipped through the paper, looked at it a few times, and said again:

"The third, Mr. Walter, 42 years old, worked as a deacon and assistant to the housekeeper in the house of Viscount Conrad, because of some things, he had a conflict with the housekeeper, and voluntarily chose to leave, and he asked for an annual salary of 115 pounds.

"He is a believer in the goddess of the night, and his political leaning is the new party. ”

The new Governor of Olawe Island is a member of the family of Viscount Conrad, a family that is a loyal supporter of the royal family...... The corresponding information flashed through Crane's mind.

After the introduction, Belin handed over the stack of materials and said:

"Which one would you like to choose, Mr. Dantès?"

Klein pondered for a few seconds, then said with a smile:

"Well, let the three of them come to my place tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock, and I'll meet with them, talk about it, and make a decision at the end. ”

He knew that similar associations did not provide accommodation, but were just a pure intermediary agency, and even if he decided on the candidate now, he would have to wait until the afternoon or tomorrow to see his butler, so it was better to have a small interview and choose the one that suited his intentions better.

"No problem. Belin smiled lightly, "What's your address?"

Klein took a sip of black tea, picked up a pen and paper on the table, and wrote down the location and name of the current inn.

"You, just arrived in Beckland?" Belin asked with a glance.

It was only then that she noticed that Mr. Daun Dantès's complexion was a little darker than normal, slightly bronzed, as if it had been exposed to the sun for a long time, and had a slightly rough taste.

Well, his accent isn't Beckland's either...... Belin slowly recalled more details.

Klein laughed:

"I came from Didsey Bay and waited for a good housekeeper to help me find a suitable house and servants. ”

After paying the deposit of 3 pounds, he politely took another sip of black tea and got up to take his leave.

Belin drove him all the way to the door and watched him board the carriage.

Mr. Dantès also seems to be a rich man...... Compared with this, his temperament and his gentlemanly style are more charming...... Belin stood still, thinking casually.

In the carriage, Crane half-closed his eyes, leaning against the wall of the carriage, uncontrollably calculated the next expenses:

"The butler is about 120 pounds, the valet takes the middle number, 35 pounds, the cook 30 pounds, the gardener 25 pounds, the coachman 25 pounds, the domestic nurse 20 pounds, the three normal maids 15 pounds, and the three handymen maids 10 pounds, so that the servant's expenses alone cost 330 pounds a year, which is slightly equal to 6 pounds 7 soles per week, which is more than the weekly salary I had in Tingen.

"Moreover, the carriage must be there, in the form of 100 pounds, and the garden house must be there, and the rent is almost 2 pounds a week, and the expenses for food, clothing, charcoal, etc., for such a large group of people, it is simply exaggerated.

"Is this what a rich man lives every day......

Klein suddenly regretted making such a character.

He exhaled, tried to put the matter behind him, and rode in a carriage to Pacefield Street in the North End.

There is a pure black church with a bell tower on each side, presenting a symmetrical beauty, which is the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of the Night, the Church of St. Samuel, the headquarters of the diocese of Beckland.

Crane straightened the handkerchief in his left pocket, took the gold-encrusted cane, and strode into the church, through the quiet hallway, and into the Great Prayer Hall in the sunlight from the high place where the stained glass pierced.

It was very dim, and the mood involuntarily became calm, and Crane found a random spot, leaned on his cane, took off his hat, and began to close his eyes and pray intently.

As the minutes ticked by, he slowly got up after listening to the sermon, walked to the altar, bowed to the dark-haired bishop, and then came to the consecration box next to him.

Silently exhaling, Klein took out two 10-pound bills and six 5-pound bills and threw them in one by one.

The corner of the bishop's eyes swept over this scene, and his expression involuntarily softened a lot.

Normally, unless you come to your door to ask for a donation or give a posthumous legacy, the large amount of money that can be received in the donation box in the church is only a few dozen pounds.

This means that the other party is a rich man and a rich man!

PS: It's a bit rushed, the number of words is relatively small, and I ask for a monthly ticket recommendation on Monday~