Lisco's American Life

After Lisko washed up, he waited in the room. He also prepared two bottles of Icelandic specialty fruit schnapps. This kind of wine suited his taste very well, so he also purchased some to mail home for collection.

After everything was ready, I picked up the books on the shelf and read through them.

Hilton placed a bookshelf in every room with four or five books on it for guests to pass the time. Lisko felt a little complacent when he saw his two books "Blood Road" and "The Catcher in the Rye".

Self-satisfied.

Lisko would also hear others discussing the books he had published in recent years elsewhere, and would secretly enjoy listening to others commenting and praising his literary talents.

Lisko is currently reading a book by a German writer. The content is about the love story between East Germany and West Germany during the Berlin Wall era. The writing is excellent and the emotional part attracted his interest. Yesterday

Having read part of it, Lisko plans to finish the book before going back.

Although time and space and a pair of invisible hands have erased some literary masterpieces, the development of literature in this world is not inferior, and many outstanding literati have also emerged. Lisko often reads these books that he has not read.

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"Dong dong dong"

Just as he was fascinated by what he saw, Lisko heard a knock on the door. He stood up and marked it, folded the part he saw and put it back on the bookshelf, then stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door was the taciturn Barton, who was still dressed meticulously.

"We are all ready, let's go there together?"

With his unique London accent, Barton's attitude remained as always, neither close nor far away.

Lisko nodded. Although he was confused as to why Barton was calling him, he still took the prepared fruit schnapps and followed Barton in front of him.

As if seeing Lisko's confusion, "Jayne went down to buy some beer, and Isabella went to the kitchen to get some snacks."

After saying that, Lisko probably understood. Only Barton and the shy Salis were left, and Barton could only come forward to call him.

Speaking of which, Chinese people like to drink with wine and food, and the same goes for other countries. However, the British prefer to drink wine with nothing, which is the drinking habit of ordinary British people. The wealthy second generation will definitely not do this.

consider.

Lisko followed him into the room. It was a large suite with luxurious decoration and looked much more expensive than Lisko's room.

As soon as he came in, he saw Shalisi, who still had the same big-framed glasses, but wore a white dress. After saying hello to Lisko, she sat on the sofa and stayed there.

The three of them sat down separately without saying a word. Lisko was not a person who liked to talk about topics. He knew this problem about himself, so he rarely interacted with unfamiliar people.

Not to mention the other two people, so the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"Ahem." Barton couldn't hold it in any longer. He had to say something to liven up the atmosphere. Good upbringing did not allow him to leave his guests alone in a daze.

"Li, what do you do in the United States?"

Lisko was relieved that Barton spoke first, but he also felt on pins and needles.

"I'm a rancher,"

"Rancher? Cattle and sheep?"

Barton thought he had found a good topic and was going to rely on this to chat until the others came back, so he continued to ask.

"Yes," Lisko didn't know what to say, so he could only reply dryly. Is there anyone who doesn't even know what the ranch does?

Barton didn't know how to answer the call, and the three of them returned to the previous atmosphere, but it was even more awkward.

But here Lisko is relatively one year older.

"Barton, what does your family do? I think you look like a noble?"

"My family is the Cordo family, in Powys, Wales, and my ancestor is Viscount Cordo."

Lisko was a little surprised. The Viscount can be said to have a rich family. Generally, families like theirs are very wealthy. After all, they have developed for so many years, such as roads, railways, water and electricity in the UK, and other public enterprises that benefit the people.

The aristocrats control it, and many large companies have their shares in it.

Although in many places there are heirs to British titles who have gone bankrupt and auctioned off their ancestral belongings and castles, making everyone think that the nobles are now living in misery, but that is very rare, and there will be no prodigal son in any family. Moreover, many media channels are controlled.

In the hands of nobles.

If early merchants wanted to develop with peace of mind, they would offer shares to nobles in order to obtain protection. Even if they went bankrupt, a skinny camel would be bigger than a horse, and a broken ship would still have three pounds of nails.

"Where's Shalis?" In order to prevent her from being left out, Lisko also brought her into the conversation.

"Ah? Me? My family is in County Down, Ireland, and my family is not aristocratic." After saying this, his face was already red.

Lisko didn't know if she had a social disorder or if she was really just shy and seemed really unsuitable for communication.

"Come and see what I got?"

Isabella's voice came from the door. At this time, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and could finally end these awkward conversations.

Isabella brought a large tray filled with food.

Lisko was very close and quickly took her over. Seeing that she was swaying, she seemed about to fall down.

"I'm so exhausted." After Lisko put it on the table, she sat down on the sofa, panting.

Lisko looked at the food. There were many varieties, including olives, pistachios, pretzel bread, fried potato chips, meat including ham, fried chicken, and a strange-looking cake.

"The variety is very rich." Liske praised.

"Of course, I have been busy for a long time," Isabella affirmed the fruits of her labor, and the joy was reflected on her face.

"By the way, you don't recognize this cake, do you? It's a British specialty. I borrowed the kitchen to make it myself. It's called Eton Mac."

Lisko looked very much like the cupcakes he saw in a cake shop in his previous life.

"My Eton Mess is made of strawberries, cream and orange juice. It originated from the aristocratic school Eton College in Windsor. At the open day of Eton College's campus, a Labrador sat down on its owner's picnic.

On the blanket, I flattened the owner’s strawberry pavlova to create Eton Mac. This dessert is very suitable for summer and is a specialty of our UK.”

I didn't realize that the delicate Isabella still had this skill, but it always felt weird to drink wine and eat cakes. He still liked to eat salty food with wine.

"Is this the wine you brought? Is it actually juniper?"

She was a little surprised and took the wine bottle that Lisko brought over.

Although this bottle of gin was purchased locally in Iceland, the people who drink the most gin are in the UK, which is a major producer of this type of gin.

"I bought this in the town of Vic. The juniper berries here are very rich in taste. This one has the flavors of mint, samphire, eucalyptus leaves, bay and lavender, which are soft together. I bought a lot and am ready to collect them.

In my wine cellar.”