Mystery: Shadow of Order Chapter 19

Rawls followed the red vest waiter into the La Borre restaurant. It was only eleven o'clock at this time, and there were very few people in the restaurant. He was guided by the waiter to a position by the window.

Rawls was actually a little disappointed when he got off the carriage. From the outside, the restaurant La Borre didn't quite fit its propaganda. The small porch, the high orifice window, and the wall between the windows are all in the traditional architectural style of Ruen, except for the one above the entrance of the restaurant, which is gorgeous, with the name of the restaurant written in squiggly ancient Feysak, it and any other above. There is no difference in the class of restaurants.

Only when I came in did I find that there was another world. The ground was covered with scarlet carpets, the stalls were woven with golden branches, huge oil paintings and gorgeous tapestries hung on the walls, and elegant gas lamps surrounded by silver grids. The whole restaurant exudes an extravagant atmosphere.

The oak table was covered with a white tablecloth, and Rawls was seated by the window, through the ornate high orifice window overlooking the growing traffic of the street—it was lunchtime.

The red vest waiter brought the menu and wine list, flipped through the introduction, and said:

"Our main dishes here are Backlund local cuisine, such as roast chicken, fried beef eye, fried dragon bone fish, stewed lamb, etc. The most popular desserts for customers are mainly toffee pudding, shortbread and carrot cake."

While listening to the waiter's introduction, Rawls browsed the menu written in Old Feysac, and there were no pictures corresponding to the dishes.

That's right, even the latest cameras can't take color photos, and black and white photos can only be appetizing. It's better to just describe the specific ingredients in words.

"One cold salmon, one lamb stew, toffee pudding for dessert, and gingerbread."

After the waiter wrote down the name of the dish, he continued to ask:

"Okay, do you need drinks? All the champagne, red wine, and white wine we have here come from well-known wineries in the Champagne province..."

Rawls waved his hand and refused:

"No, I still have things to deal with this afternoon."

He was going to Ken List's bar in the quayside in the afternoon, and to St. Samuel's Church in the evening. Both of these things needed to be handled carefully by Rawls, so he didn't dare to drink alcohol at all.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The waiter didn't have the slightest displeasure on his face, he still smiled and left politely.

A lunch cost Rawls nearly 8 pounds, but the experience is really good, there is nothing too fancy. Even if it is aristocratic, it is just a restaurant, and it is impossible to have a noble and extravagant style. However, Rawls was extremely shocked that all the tableware was inlaid with gold, which he had only seen in some noble houses.

Walking out of the restaurant, Rawls reached out and asked Fitch, who was waiting by the roadside, to drive the carriage. He didn't go to the office recently, and he didn't want to interfere with the normal work of the office, so he simply hired Fitch to be his coachman for a few days at the price of 2 pounds a day.

The money paid must be at a premium. If Backlund's hired carriage is calculated by time, it should be about 3 soli per hour. If it is less than 1 hour, it will be calculated as 1 hour. If it exceeds 1 hour, every 15 minutes. Add 9 pence, less than 15 minutes, charge for 15 minutes, in case of bad weather, or emergency situations that need to speed up, the price will go up.

Of course, this is for customers who are familiar with the price. If they don't know the price, these coachmen dare to shout the price of 5 soli per hour. Even with normal charges, the price is almost 1.5 times that of Tingen.

As for when to end the employment of Feige, we can only see when his future housekeeper will be in place.

Fitch was also very happy, a rich gentleman hired himself at a price of 2 pounds a day, for three days first, with the possibility of extending it. This is an easy and profitable job for me.

With a flick of his whip, Fitch skillfully parked the carriage in front of Rawls, jumped out of the carriage, and opened the carriage door.

"Sir, where are we going next?"

"The Docklands."

After Rawls finished speaking, he got into the carriage and asked:

"Did you eat just now?"

"No, I've been waiting here for you, sir!"

Fitch quickly shook his head, for fear that Rawls would think he was "off duty" and would no longer hire him.

Rawls smiled, took out his pocket watch, pushed it open, showed Fitch a look, and said with a smile:

"Look, it's already past 12 o'clock. After you take me to Yinjing Long Street in the dock area, you can go to eat first. You can also pick up some other guests, but remember to come to Yinjing Long Street at 5:30. I."

"No, I'll be waiting for you on Yinjing Street immediately after I finish eating."

Feige answered firmly.

"Then it's up to you."

Rawls didn't insist and closed the door. He didn't care whether Fitch's answer was a lie, he just gave him a step, so that he could earn a little more.

The carriage shuttled through the bustling crowd at noon, and the pedestrians outside the car window were all in good spirits. They were resting at noon, wearing similar suits, walking together in twos and threes, laughter and chatter drifting on the street.

After all, this is the Hillston District, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is the economic, commercial and financial center of the Loen Kingdom. There are the Backlund Stock Exchange, the Clearinghouse, the Futures Center, the headquarters of the seven major banks, various trust funds, various railway companies, and various bulk cargo trading companies.

The weekly salary of the employees here is generally around 3 pounds, and they are all in the middle class. They are the solid skeleton of the Loen Kingdom. If the depression starts here, the economy of the Loen Kingdom will be hit hard.

After watching for a while, Rawls closed the carriage window, drew the curtains, closed his eyes, and tried to meditate. This is the Hillston area, and to get to the dock area, you have to cross the Chorwood area, the Backlund Bridge and part of the Eastside.

"Sir, we're going to Yinjing Street soon, what number do you want to go to?"

Fitch's words awakened Rawls from his meditative state. Rawls opened his eyes, opened the curtains, and found that the Silver Mirror Street was in front of him, so he said:

"Okay, let's stop here."

Fitch pulled the reins, stopped the carriage, turned around and said:

"Sir, Yinjing Street is very long, you don't need me..."

"No, I'll go down here."

"OK."

Fitch jumped out of the carriage and opened the door.

Rawls got out of the carriage, lowered his soft felt hat, lowered his head and said:

"Remember to pick me up here at half past five."

"OK."

Feige was very knowledgeable and didn't ask too much. He just did what he should do. This is the wisdom of a little guy like him.

Rawls stood up the collar of his trench coat, the shadow cast by the collar of the trench coat and the soft felt hat obscured his face, and strode into the Silver Mirror Street.

When Rawls appeared at the Anchor Bar at 112 Silver Mirror Long Street, it was another look.

Chapter end