That night, An Ning and his party - no, Miss Christina should be called Miss Christina and his party stayed one night at the hotel next to the inn.
About two hours into the journey the next day, the coachman knocked on the window and announced: "Briena is coming soon."
Christina immediately leaned on the car window and looked out.
An Ning looked over Christina's shoulder and looked out the car window...
He only saw simple and old streets with few pedestrians.
Christian muttered: "There are so few pedestrians."
Fanny: "Miss, although this city is the location of a military academy, its total population, including military academy students and teachers, is less than 40,000."
Christina asked doubtfully: "How many people are there in Paris?"
An Ning: "About one million."
Christina was stunned: "So many! So this city is only one-twenty-fifth of Paris?"
Fanny: "Maybe not. After all, many of the residents here are students of the Brienne Military Academy, and there are even fewer locals."
As soon as he finished speaking, An Ning saw a group of military school students walking past the car window.
This group of students are not tall and they all look like boy scouts.
He couldn't help complaining: "How old are the students in this military academy?"
"There are people from ten to twenty years old." Fanny replied, "Those people just now should be those who returned to the dormitory after class."
An Ning: "Doesn't the military academy have walls?"
"No, actually not every student will live in the dormitory. You will live in the house rented by the Duke. Your Excellency, the Duke has paid the rent for five years in one lump sum.
"In addition to attending classes, students also have to participate in various social activities during the rest of their time. The main customers of cafes and tennis halls in this city are students from the Brienne Military Academy."
An Ning said "Oh". He originally thought that the management of the military academy would be very strict, but he didn't expect it to be so loose.
During the conversation, the groom tapped on the car window: "Mr. Frost, your place is here."
An Ning: "Where do I live? How far is Miss Christina's residence?"
Fanny: "The Duke bought the lady a manor. It's still some distance away. We have to get off the bus here."
Well, the Duke said he wanted to help take care of Christina. He thought he would live with Christina, but it turned out that he lived in a private house and the lady lived in the manor.
Fanny had already gotten out of the car with a salute, and An Ning could only get up. At this time, Christina grabbed An Ning's hand: "I hold dances and salons every week, and I come here often."
An Ning nodded: "I will."
Christina then reluctantly let go of her hand.
An Ning got out of the car and looked up at the house in front of her.
In fact, compared to the residence at the Royal Palace, this house looks a little newer, and it should have been built recently.
Fanny was carrying a box and knocking on the door downstairs.
A middle-aged woman opened the door, glanced at Fanny, and then at An Ning behind her: "Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
An Ning: "What do you call the landlady?"
"Master, you can call me Mrs. Anton..."
An Ning hurriedly said: "I am not a master, I am just the son of a cobbler."
Mrs. Anton turned back and took another look at An Ning: "Hey, you must be rich. You can take care of such a beautiful maid and pay five years' rent at a time."
An Ning: "The maid was assigned to me by His Excellency the Duke of Orleans, and the house was rented by His Excellency the Duke."
"Then you must be the Duke's great benefactor. Where are you from?"
"Caen people." An Ning answered the name of his hometown in this time and space.
Mrs. Anton was speechless: "She is from Normandy, no wonder her speech sounds British."
An Ning: "The Norman Conquest was seven hundred years ago, and the British king across the sea is no longer a Norman, but a German from Hanover."
Mrs. Anton looked at An Ning doubtfully: "As the son of a cobbler, you really know a lot."
An Ning pulled out the shield that he had used many times in front of Christina: "I learned it in Sunday school. The priest there likes history and often tells us these historical allusions."
Mrs. Anton nodded, but did not mean to be serious about this: "Follow me upstairs. You live on the second floor. I will cook your breakfast and dinner every day. If your maid wants to make afternoon tea or something, you can
Come downstairs and use the kitchen."
Fanny: "My master is the son of a cobbler, and he doesn't seem to have the habit of having afternoon tea."
An Ning: "Is it my misunderstanding? Why do you feel like you always beat around the bush and pretend that I am the son of a cobbler?"
"It's your misunderstanding." Fanny paused, "If you pay for the materials yourself, I will be happy to prepare afternoon tea for you."
An Ning thought about the little savings she had now, shook her head and said, "Forget it...wait a minute, you don't even have afternoon coffee, right?"
"Coffee is very expensive now."
Because France is currently fighting the Seven Years' War, which was delayed for decades, and its connections with overseas colonies are severely disrupted by the Royal Navy. Coffee and sugar are very expensive at the moment.
An Ning pouted, he didn't have to drink coffee.
His habit of drinking coffee was forced out of him by 996 before time travel. He couldn't stand such a high-intensity work without drinking coffee.
Mrs. Anton: "You can take care of what you want to drink. Since you have a maid, I am not responsible for hygiene. Usually you remember that when the church bell rings in the morning, you go out to school. You don't have to walk too fast and you won't be late.
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An Ning: "You know this so well. Was the previous tenant also a military academy cadet?"
"Of course, the people who rent houses in our city are all young men who are studying in the military academy. The son of a cobbler like you is very rare. Mrs. Luna in the next street rented the house to a poor man from Corsica. It is said that he is still a poor man.
His Majesty the King sponsored him.”
Peaceful and inspiring.
Corsica?
That one person should be the only one coming from Corsica at this time!
What a good guy, he actually lives in the same block as me, so I have to find a chance to visit him.
However, it seemed too abrupt to rush over like this. I really should have found a way to strike up a conversation at school.
An Ning: "Where does this Mrs. Luna live? I'm a little curious about the Corsican people and want to learn Italian from them."
Mrs. Anton: "Go out and walk to the left until you reach the intersection, then turn left and walk a few steps. It's a two-story house with a conspicuous red roof."
An Ning said "Oh" and asked again: "Then how to get to the military academy from here?"
If you are lucky, you should be able to find a way to meet the future Emperor of France on the way to class.
Fanny: "I know how to go. I'll take you for a walk after you settle in later."
——You actually know, isn’t it your first time to come to Briena? You are indeed the perfect and chic maid-chan!