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Volume 4 The League of Gentlemen Chapter 29 The Addiction to Lies

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    "Who is that unfamiliar face? Is he the temporary helper you called over?" An old housekeeper with a stern face and a slicked back hair pulled the cook Melanda aside and pointed to the side of the sink where she was chopping vegetables.  Qin Lun asked.  With Qin Lun's mastery of cold weapons and eyesight, he is really overqualified for cutting vegetables. With his proficiency in cutting vegetables, it is no wonder that the old housekeeper thought he was a helper hired by the cook.  "Chris, no, he is" Melanda shook the fat on her face and softly introduced Qin Lun's background, "Tony said that without this young man, he wouldn't be able to handle those horses. What's more, today  The master wants to entertain guests, and the kitchen is a little busy, and he really needs manpower. " "Groomer? I want to find a professional groom, but he is of unknown origin" Old Butler Parker frowned slightly and said nothing.  "Don't worry, Tony greeted him and didn't promise to give him a job. He just stayed to have a meal with the servants. I heard that the child was hungry for several meals!" The fat cook said sympathetically with a bit of motherly love.  "Okay!" The old housekeeper finally nodded in agreement, ignoring the little episode in the kitchen.  The English people of this era, especially the aristocrats, can be said to do all kinds of evil in North America.  They slaughtered Indians, resold the Black Triangle, and used batches of black slaves and Chinese laborers as livestock. All they did was anti-human work.  "However, in other aspects, they behaved very gentlemanly.  Since Qin Lun had helped the manor a little and was a white man from England, the old housekeeper would not let him return empty-handed.  Otherwise, if word spreads, it will appear that the owner of the manor is too stingy. An excellent British butler will not let the owner gain such a reputation.  The night outside the kitchen window is getting darker and darker, and a bright moon soon rises above the treetops.  Qin Lun was picking up a plate of leftover mutton that the guests had eaten while secretly listening to the whispers of the servants.  He came by chance. Today seemed to be the day when Sir Wilson invited some important guests. The maids in the kitchen were busy, and the male servants had already put on decent tuxedos and went to the banquet hall to serve the guests.  For the servants, being able to serve distinguished guests with trays in the banquet hall is already a symbol of the manor's status.  Only Butler Parker and some outstanding-looking personal maids and valets could attend such occasions. New servants and black slaves were not allowed to appear in the banquet hall.  Qin Lun has experienced various aristocratic etiquette trainings in the past, including those from elves and human society. Even nobles with earth backgrounds have carefully studied etiquette.  He felt amused when he remembered that he had seen some pig trotters pretending to be waiters and sneaking into noble banquet halls on film and television.  A real aristocratic banquet, even a banquet held in the palace hall, can only accommodate a few hundred guests. The number of waiters responsible for entertaining is roughly twenty to one, just twenty or thirty people, and they are basically high-ranking attendants. Don't be too busy with each other.  Ripe.  Unless there are a lot of people covering you, a strange waiter is as conspicuous in the hall as the lice on a monk's head.  As for any high-end banquet in modern society, it is either just a XXOO messy conference, or the waiters there are temporary hotel workers, and there may not even be a few who have received formal etiquette training.  In the feudal aristocratic era, that was the level of the nouveau riche of the rural rich.  In aristocratic manors, servants usually eat after their masters have finished eating, and the ingredients they use are leftovers.  "However, when nobles hold large-scale banquets, they usually last until late at night or even stay up all night.  Therefore, servants will eat in batches during the banquet, and many servants will eat leftovers directly from the master and guests.  Of course, in many cases, the waiters in the banquet hall will directly take the mostly full dinner plate back to the kitchen as "leftovers".  The plate of mutton Qin Lun is eating now was given to him by Melanda. When it was first brought, only a few chopsticks were used on it, and half of it was given to another cook.  Qin Lun naturally wouldn't mind if someone helped him test the poison. He was not lying when he said he hadn't eaten anything from yesterday to now.  Under the special care of Death, his last meal was at the wilderness camp on Mount Desert Island.  The hustle and bustle in the manor slowly fell silent. Some guests stayed at the manor, while others left in carriages.  After arranging the master and guests, the servants could finally take a breather.  At this time, Butler Parker took Tony to find Qin Lun again.  "Chris, thank you very much. You were of great help today!" The old butler bowed gentlemanly, took out a five-shilling silver coin from the inner pocket of his dress and handed it to Qin Lun, "But you know, such a performance is not  I can't help you stay at Wilson Manor. This is the reward for your help today. Please take it." "Oh, oh" Qin Lun's face turned red and he hesitated.He wiped his hands on his sweatshirt over and over again, and finally looked at Tony behind the old butler for help.  However, for some reason, Tony was downcast at this moment, just looking down at his toes, showing no sign of helping Qin Lun at all.  Qin Lun's face finally showed a trace of despair, and his pitiful look made the young maids who were watching from a distance feel distressed. He lowered his head and said in a frustrated voice like a mosquito, "Thank you, sir, very much."  I'm glad I can help, but I don't need the money. I've eaten a lot of delicious food today that I won't have in a lifetime, which is enough for my reward." Qin Lun raised his head and showed a young man's face.  Uniquely stubborn, "I'll leave right away. In the next few days, I will still be looking for work in Monte Town. If the Wilson Manor still needs help, I hope Mr. Butler can give me a chance." After he finished speaking, he took off his apron.  , grabbed the baggage in the corner and walked towards the right side of the kitchen, where there was an exit leading to the side door of the manor.  An honest and strong-willed young man, if he is like Tony said, he might be a good choice for the new groom!  Old Butler Parker stuffed the silver coins back into his shirt pocket and looked at Qin Lun's dejected back with twinkling eyes.  "It's so late, where do you want to go?" Just as Qin Lun was about to step out of the kitchen door, the old butler's words came from behind him, "If I let you leave now, I'm afraid the Lord will tell me tomorrow that I don't want to go."  It's so kind, you can stay in the manor tonight!" Qin Lun turned around and looked at the old housekeeper with a blank expression.  The old butler raised his chin slightly, and finally a smile appeared on his old-fashioned face. "Originally, the manor would not hire strangers from other places, but we do need a new groom. I can give you a chance to try it out. If you accept  If you have done well in the stable in the next two months, I will suggest that Sir Alex keep you" "Thank you so much, Mr. Butler!" Qin Lun's eyes suddenly sparkled, almost blinding him.  Seeing the old butler and Tony behind him, everyone in the kitchen seemed to be infected by the young man's joy. A few young maids peeking from a distance even secretly clapped their hands to celebrate.  After just one night of working together, they all fell in love with this handsome young man who was simple and hard-working.  "ThenI'm going to sleep in the stable now!" Qin Lun picked up the bag and wanted to go out excitedly.  "No, the slaves have already fed the horses night food. Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Old Butler Parker thought for a while and then continued, "I remember there is an empty room in the male servants' room. You can sleep there today. Chief Maid Anne  I¡¯ll bring you a set of quilts. ¡°¡­ ¡°Hey, Chris, congratulations!¡± Tony caught up with Qin Lun from behind and said with a smile, ¡°For just a second, I thought you would.  "Take that silver coin!" "Ah? If I take the money, Mr. Butler won't keep me?" Qin Lun asked with a look of surprise.  "No, the old butler will also keep you for one night, but he won't let you try out the position of groom so easily. Maybe he will introduce you to some handymen in the town tomorrow, and we will examine you for a month or two." Tony patted him.  Qin Lun's shoulders pretended to be inscrutable.  "Thank you so much, Tony!" Qin Lun expressed his sincere gratitude.  "No, just remember to help me with more work in the future." The young manservant waved his hand triumphantly, "I'm going to bed first. Don't be too excited at night. You have to get up early tomorrow. The old housekeeper doesn't like others to be late."  "Yeah!" Qin Lun pushed open his servant's room with an innocent smile.  After closing the door, the corners of Qin Lun's lips slowly began to rise, and a crescent moon appeared in his big mouth. His white teeth shone under the oil lamp, and his simple and honest smile instantly turned into an evil, silent laugh.  .  This round of performance made him extremely satisfied. It was almost the first time he experienced the supreme pleasure other than torture.  Being able to manipulate these kind people into applauding so easily made him as addicted as taking drugs.  "What a pity! The stay is too short, otherwise it would be nice to play for a few more days!" Qin Lun sighed and threw the quilt on the bed. He just lay quietly, waiting for everyone in the servant room to fall asleep.  "Hoo~" The oil lamp beside the window sill was extinguished by a gust of breeze, and a star like a yin-yang fish pattern lit up in the darkness. That was Qin Lun's left eye staring at the halo.  He looked towards the four walls of the room, and his perspective allowed him to clearly see the movements of everyone in the servant room.  Everyone was asleep, but he jumped up from the bed like a carp, cautiously glanced out the window, and gently opened the door.  After exiting the servants¡¯ room on the first floor of the main building of the manor, there is the living room.  There is a curved spiral staircase on each side of the hall to go upstairs. On the second floor are Butler Parker and senior servants.The rooms above the third floor are the rooms for the guests and the two masters of the manor.  Qin Lun¡¯s target is on the top four or five floors, where are the most important guest rooms today, as well as the bedrooms of Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, the owners of the manor.  Although he has not yet contacted Wilson himself, Qin Lun now knows that he has not found the wrong person, and that Sir Wilson does have a problem.  Because when he was helping in the kitchen, he got a lot of clues from the conversations of the servants, especially the information about the guests who visited today
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