I Am a Nobleman in England

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

Arthur followed the waiter stepping up the steps of the oak staircase and ascended to the third floor. The corridor on the third floor was illuminated by bright lights. As Arthur walked, he looked through the huge arched windows a few meters apart. The view of the manor outside in the moonlight.

　　 "Earl, please tell me if you need anything."

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

　　 "Well, thank you."

　　 Arthur looked at the magnificent decoration in the master bedroom and didn't show how much fuss. Although everything was familiar and unfamiliar to him, the master bedroom was originally his cheap father's bedroom, but now it belongs to his new earl.

　　 sofas, armchairs, black pear wood writing desk and long table stand on the carpet with colorful patterns and exquisite patterns, as if looking at the past.

　　All the high-end fabrics in the room make the whole room gorgeous. And the room is facing the main garden of the manor. This is the most beautiful room in the entire Bolin Castle: the room is six meters high, the bas-relief on the wall is comparable to historical monuments, and silk embroidered cloth can be seen everywhere. Under the dome, a huge The Chuang was surrounded by four pillars and railings, like the bedroom of the king of Versailles. Infinite honor!

　　 gilded wooden barometers, bronze candle holders, old-style flower pot sets, etc., there are also some interesting furniture, a variety of exquisite gold and silverware, placed in every corner.

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

　　 "Hoo——"

　　 Arthur just glanced roughly, and under the smile of the waiter, he walked into the inner cloakroom and found a white shirt and black suit among the many clothes hanging in the closet.

　　 Change your clothes if you don’t agree!

　　 This is the so-called British aristocratic fan. Even if you eat dinner, you have to dress up. This is also traditional.

　　 Actually, it’s much better now. If it’s not a banquet or a dinner party with guests, the dress requirements are not so demanding. You can be a little more casual.

　　 You must know that the dress code of nobles must meet the whitetie (white tie, formal evening dress) grade.

The so-called whitetie is a tuxedo with a white rectangular bow tie. The shirt needs to have a wing collar and French cuffs. A white vest. The pants can only be the most traditional black dress pants with a waist seal. The socks must be black silk. The correct choice for leather shoes is Dress shoes decorated with bows on the vamp. The best material for pocket squares is fine linen.

　　 I dressed up like this just to go to the restaurant for dinner. . . . . . Was it shocked by the noble temperament of the nobles?

　　 Cough cough cough. . . But Arthur did wear a suit, and lamented. Fortunately, he didn't wear it like that. Not only would it look second, but it would also feel like a tong. I have to say that behind the aristocracy's dazzling brilliance are red tape and rules.

　　 Arthur would definitely not torture himself so rigidly. In his opinion, the so-called aristocratic life is actually very simple. Don't live in the shadow of others, but live out your own wonderfulness.

Facing the slightly funny image of himself in the mirror, frowning and reaching out to touch the gauze and net cap on his head, Arthur opened several drawers and found a pair of black-framed glasses to put on, which imperceptibly imperceptible to himself since childhood The arrogant and extravagant hostility of the nobles was covered up.

　　 Don't say that the second person in his predecessor is an idiot who only knows to die. If he does not have the confidence to die, who believes that he does not have the aristocratic family and identity to bring him to die?

　　 did not get rid of the repression and shackles of aristocratic education, on the contrary, he became more hostile. This is what the current earl doesn't like.

The reason why he would be like this, changing a suit, is regarded as a formal dress to treat a dinner that was only enjoyed by him, undoubtedly so that he can quickly accept and integrate into the new life, after all, he is not really the etiquette that he learned from childhood. Too casual, unconventional will cause more ideas.

According to memory, his predecessor did not like Paul the butler very much. He felt that he was too roundabout and he was too stubborn in doing things. However, Arthur now values ​​this Paul butler very seriously. No matter how straightforward he handles affairs, Arthur is now very This old man who takes all the principles seriously is needed.

In his view, the “big housekeeper” 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. He not only possesses quite high comprehensive ability, but also ensures the employer’s living environment. The comfort and quality guarantee, but also loyal and reliable, where to find such talents? Especially for newborns like New Earl who have just arrived in your place!

　　 Candlelight dinner, a candlelight dinner for Arthur alone, under the watchful eyes of Paul the butler and the waiter and maid, Arthur enjoyed roast beef and fried salmon. . . Wait.

　　 Nothing else, the typical British ‘gourmet’. Because you can’t drink alcohol, Arthur’s dinner didn’t last long.

　　 After dinner, he drank tea for a while~www.readwn.com~ Arthur returned to the bedroom on the third floor, changed his bathrobe, and enjoyed his Italian salt bath. This tradition began in the Victorian era and is still popular among the British aristocracy.

　　 Soap and bath salt for bathing are of course expensive, about 74 pounds (RMB 600) per 500 grams. Also, you must put perfume in the bath water, and you must use the handmade perfume brand "Floris" from Jemin Street, London. . . . . .

Arthur was soaking in the bathtub, resting his head on the edge of the bathtub, closing his eyes, enjoying all this. After this 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 weren't really impoverished, how meticulous their pursuit of the quality of life would be, even if they had dinner, they had to dress neatly and neatly, and every detail would still be elegant and noble.

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

　　 Perhaps this is why even now, the life of the British aristocracy has always been willing to exude a unique mysterious charm to the public.

Half an hour later, Arthur walked out of the bathroom in silk pajamas and walked to the coffee table on the sofa in the living room. He picked up the exquisite teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. Real tea, Tianchao tea. To be honest, he was really a little bit stunned. The English black tea is here.

　　 "Hoo——"

　　 Savoring the bitterness in the green tea, Arthur exhaled contentedly, holding the teacup, and walking to the arched window, looking far away, it was dim, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he whispered softly.

　　 "Forty million pounds... Tsk, how can I spend more and more?"