I Am a Nobleman in England

Dinner time is the most important time for every upper class family.

Arthur followed the waiter up the oak stairs and climbed to the third floor. The corridor on the third floor was illuminated by bright lights. looking out at the manor landscape in the moonlight.

"Count, if you need anything, just ask."

The waiter pushed open the two white carved wooden doors of the master bedroom, stood in the living room of the master bedroom, and smiled respectfully at Arthur who was walking into the future.

"Well, thank you."

Arthur looked at the gorgeous decoration in the master bedroom, and didn't show much fuss. Although everything was familiar and strange to him, the master bedroom was originally the bedroom of his cheap father, and now it belonged to him, the new earl.

Sofas, armchairs, black pear wood desks and long tables stand on the carpets with bright colors and exquisite patterns, as if looking at the past.

All the high-end fabrics in the interior make the whole room gorgeous. And the room is facing the main garden of the manor, which is the most beautiful room in the entire Boleyn Castle: the room is six meters high, the bas-reliefs on the wall are comparable to historical monuments, and silk embroidered fabrics can be seen everywhere. The building is surrounded by four columns and railings, just like the bedroom of the king of Versailles. Unlimited dignity!

There are gilded wooden barometers, bronze candlesticks, old plant pot covers, etc., as well as some interesting furniture, and all kinds of fine gold and silver, placed in every corner.

There is a terrace under the eaves. You can imagine how wonderful it is to open the door, stand on the terrace, and overlook the entire main garden from a height. . . . . .

"call--"

Arthur just took a general glance, and under the smiling gaze of the waiter, he walked into the inner cloakroom, and randomly found a white shirt and black suit from among the many clothes hanging in the closet.

Change your clothes if you disagree!

This is the so-called British aristocratic style. Even having dinner is treated formally, which is also a fucking tradition.

In fact, it is much better now. If it is not a banquet or a dinner party with guests, the requirements for clothing are not so strict, and you can be a little more casual.

You know, the dress code of the nobles must reach the level of white tie (white tie, formal evening dress).

The so-called white tie, a tuxedo with a white rectangular bow tie, a shirt with a wing collar and French cuffs, a white vest, trousers can only be the most traditional black dress trousers with a girdle, socks must be black silk, leather shoes are the right choice They are dress shoes decorated with bows on the upper, and the best material for pocket squares is fine linen.

This is dressed up like this, just to go to a restaurant for dinner. . . . . . Are you shocked by the noble temperament coming from the nobles?

Cough cough cough. . . However, while Arthur was indeed wearing a suit, he lamented that it was fortunate that he didn't have to wear it that way, not only would he look ugly, but he would also look like a egg tong. I have to say that behind the glamor of the aristocrats is red tape and rules.

Arthur will definitely not torture himself so rigidly. In his opinion, the so-called aristocratic life is actually very simple. It is enough not to live in the shadow of others, but to live out the splendor of oneself.

Facing his somewhat funny image in the mirror, Arthur frowned and reached out to touch the gauze and net cap on his head. Arthur opened several drawers and found a pair of black-rimmed glasses to put on. The arrogance and extravagance of the stock nobles was covered up.

Don't say that the bastard in his predecessor was an idiot who only knew how to die, but if he didn't have the confidence to die without the aristocratic family and status, who would believe it?

Instead of getting rid of the oppression and shackles of aristocratic education, he became more hostile. This is something the current earl doesn't like.

The reason why he did this, changing into a suit, treated the dinner that only he had alone, was undoubtedly for him to quickly accept and integrate into his new life,

After all, he didn't really learn etiquette since he was a child. It was too casual, and being unconventional would cause more ideas.

According to memory, my predecessor didn't like the housekeeper Paul very much, thinking that he was too pedantic and too rigid in his work. However, Arthur now values ​​this Paul's housekeeper very much. No matter how rigid he handles affairs, Arthur is very serious now. We need this old man who attaches great importance to all principles.

In his view, the "big butler" is the highest level in the family management system second only to the employer. He is equivalent to the "professional manager" in the employer's family. Comfort and quality assurance, but also loyal and reliable, where to find this kind of talent? Especially for newborns like the new earl who have just arrived in your land!

Candlelight dinner, Arthur's candlelight dinner alone, under the watchful eyes of the housekeeper Paul and the waiters and maids, Arthur enjoyed roast beef and fried salmon. . . Wait.

Nothing else, typical British 'food', because you can't drink alcohol, so Arthur didn't eat for a long time for this dinner.

After eating dinner and drinking tea for a while, Arthur returned to his bedroom on the third floor, changed into his bathrobe, and enjoyed his Italian salt bath. This tradition began in the Victorian era, and is still popular among the British aristocracy today.

Soaps and bath salts for bathing are of course expensive, about 74 pounds per 500 grams (RMB 600 or so). Also, be sure to drip perfume in the bath water, and it must be the handmade perfume brand "Floris" from London's Jermyn Street. . . . . .

Arthur was soaking in the bathtub, resting his head on the edge of the bathtub, closing his eyes, and enjoying all of this. At the end of the day, he was quite moved. From all the details of life, he could clearly see and experience the so-called " The declining British aristocrats' if they are not really impoverished, how meticulous their pursuit of the quality of life is, even if they have dinner, they must be neat and tidy, and every detail must still maintain elegance and nobility.

He also finally understood why "low-key" is always the first principle of nobility. Because of the daily life of the nobles, all of these are too easy to attract envy and jealousy.

Perhaps this is why even now, the life of the British aristocracy has always exuded a unique mysterious charm for the public.

Half an hour later, Arthur walked out of the bathroom in silk pajamas, walked to the coffee table on the sofa in the living room, picked up a beautiful teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, real tea, Tianchao tea, to be honest, he was really a little bit attracted The English black tea topped it off.

"call--"

Tasting the bitterness in the green tea, Arthur exhaled contentedly. Holding the teacup, he walked to the arched window and looked far into the distance. It was dark, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he murmured softly.

"Forty million pounds... Tsk tsk, how should I spend it so that I can spend more and more?"