Gordon walked behind with Barbara. He was wearing the uniform of a police chief, and Barbara was wearing a bohemian-style dress. When Merkel opened the door, the cool wind blew her up.
hair and skirt.
"Look, I said air conditioning is not that necessary." Gordon turned back to Barbara and said, "Nothing can compare to the natural sea breeze."
Schiller rarely changed into a summer-style outfit, a white shirt and a light gray olive vest. He turned around and led Gordon inside. Gordon tugged on his tie knot and said: "From
I've never seen you wearing light-colored clothes before, it's almost unrecognizable."
"It's really too hot this summer, and there's no air conditioning in my manor. My housekeeper doesn't understand that when I say I'm not afraid of heat, I mean that I can physically isolate myself from the heat, not just to show off my words."
"That's good." Gordon sat down at the dining table and said, "The way you usually dress makes people feel hot."
"In order to still have friends after the summer, I'm trying to avoid similar associations among you as much as possible." Schiller sighed and sat down on the main seat.
Gordon laughed happily and said, "I can tell you don't like wearing this outfit, but the style is really good. It looks like the kind of old-world aristocrat who would go to the beach for vacation."
"Such associations should also be avoided."
Schiller raised the wine glass to Gordon, and Gordon picked up the wine glass and took a look inside. It was not the usual deep red wine, but a cocktail with ice cubes added.
"The base wine is gin, with lemon juice and coconut water added, which is a very common flavor." After Schiller finished speaking, he took a sip of wine, sipped his lips, turned to Merkel and said: "Get me some.
Here are the mint leaves.”
Gordon, who was a little thirsty, took a big sip. The woody aroma of gin, the sweetness of coconut water and the slight acidity of lemon juice, coupled with enough ice cubes to provide enough coldness, took a sip.
Gordon couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.
"If you think it's not enough to relieve the heat, then have some of this." Schiller placed a small plate of mint leaves in the center of the table. Gordon was busy pouring wine into his mouth, but Barbara picked up a few small pieces with tweezers.
After putting it in the cup and taking a sip of wine, he let out a sigh of satisfaction.
"I didn't know you could mix drinks." Gordon put down his glass and looked at Schiller. Schiller shook his head and said, "I don't know how. My butler made the mix."
"He's really versatile."
"His greatest advantage is that he knows his mistakes and can correct them. If you are dissatisfied, he will be responsible for watering half of the flowers in my garden to death."
Merkel showed an embarrassed smile, Schiller and Gordon clinked glasses, and another breeze passed through the restaurant. Although many precious seedlings died in the garden outside the floor-to-ceiling window, most of the trees
The plants are still lush and lush, with dark green and light green overlapping each other, which brings a visual chill when blown by the breeze.
Schiller turned to call Barry and Harley who were having a fight at the bar. When they all sat down, Pamela, who was wearing a dark green silk suspender dress, arrived belatedly. She stretched out her hand to push her red hair back.
I wiped my sweat with the handkerchief Merkel handed me.
Schiller looked at what she was wearing. It was a long silk dress with a sling collar. The skirt was cut very appropriately and highlighted Pamela's figure. The luster of the silk looked very gentle. The only problem was that
It's a bit too green. Sitting in front of the background of the floor-to-ceiling windows, it seems to blend in with the plants in the garden.
Schiller stood up and pulled out a chair for her. After Pamela sat down, she nodded towards Schiller and showed her usual cold smile. After she sat down, she did not waste any time and immediately said: "
I talked to Lex, and this mass murder of plants is about to stop. If nothing else, there will be a rain around three o'clock this afternoon, the clouds will partially recover, and the temperature should drop by three minutes tomorrow.
To the fourth degree.”
"Did he drive away all the clouds?" Barbara asked, holding the wine glass: "Including the rain clouds containing moisture?"
"It's not that he wanted to do this, it's just that the machines at the previous stage couldn't control it accurately, and either the sky would be filled with dark clouds or there would be no clouds at all."
"So how was it solved?" Schiller turned sideways to make way for Merkel, who was serving the food.
"Lex was unwilling to solve the problem at first, but then I gave him two pots of freshly grown lavender daisies. Within a week he had fully upgraded the machine."
As Schiller walked to his seat, he said: "I guess these two pots of daisies must be quite eloquent, right?"
"The latest variety, quite powerful."
Pamela picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the cocktail. She exclaimed and looked down at the glass. Barbara explained the recipe of this wine to her and brought a plate with mint leaves in front of her.
After a while, all the dishes were served. The table cloth was changed to a turquoise checkered style. A hemp placemat was added under the plate. The edge of the white disk was decorated with naturalistic patterns. The food was all
Cold snacks, Iberian ham, tomato bread, Manchego cheese, blueberry papaya with burrata cheese, Greek country salad, caviar and olive oil and more.
"Half of the famous local chefs in Gotham have fallen ill. Fortunately, Alfred introduced me to a chef who had just arrived from Europe. He was a Spaniard. He was supposed to stay and say hello to the guests.
Yes, but he is too busy..."
"Of course, it's completely understandable. The reservations for chefs who can still stand and walk must be full." Gordon shook his head and said, "Even the owner of the barbecue stall where we often eat has suffered from heatstroke."
"Didn't Batman develop any special medicine?" Barbara picked up a piece of ham with a knife and fork, put it on her plate, turned to look at Gordon and asked.
"He has been very busy recently. Although I don't know what he is busy with, he is always invisible." Gordon curled his lips and said, "To be honest, I really like the promotion gift he gave me, just because the Gotham Police Department
With the installation of air conditioning, the number of police trainee applicants has almost increased tenfold."
"I don't understand. If he is so rich, why can't he install air conditioning on all important facilities in Gotham?" Harley asked as she peeled the cheese with a fork and ate it.
"He has enough money to install air conditioners in every place in Gotham, but the problem is where do you get so many manpower to install them?" Gordon shook his head and said helplessly: "There are almost no air conditioner installers in Gotham.
Occupation, this is a technical job, and Gotham lacks the necessary manpower."
"Is it difficult to install an air conditioner?" Pamela paused and asked.
"It's not difficult. What's difficult is how to convince the people of Gotham that they won't die from the heat when the air conditioner is installed in the sun with a temperature of more than 30 degrees. It's not the same as before."
Gordon showed a complicated expression and said while recalling: "In normal times, as long as someone is willing to offer a high price, someone will do it, because Gotham people are always looking for ways to fill their stomachs, but now everyone's economic situation has improved, and there are
With some extra money and enough food, you can naturally choose to stay home and rest when the weather is bad, right?"
"There are air conditioners in the buildings in the Gotham renovation project." Schiller said, "But turning on the air conditioner costs electricity. If you leave it on all day, you will have to pay a lot of electricity bills. When this month's electricity bill comes down, Gotham people will
Find a way to go out to work."
"I really don't know if Bruce is a visionary or a businessman." Gordon laughed and said, "We can't keep these lazy guys. They say they don't have the energy to work, and they often get into fights in air-conditioned rooms."
"Anyway, let us congratulate Mr. James Gordon for becoming the Commissioner of the Gotham Police Department." Schiller stood up and raised his glass, and everyone else also raised their glasses.
Schiller bent down to clink glasses with Gordon and said: "Your efforts are not in vain, Sheriff, your smooth career will prove to everyone that evil cannot prevail in this world."
"I'm fighting for this."
After they finished their meal, Harley reluctantly stood in front of the door to say goodbye to Gordon, mainly to her air-conditioned room, and then quickly pulled Barry into the big garden.
No matter what, they are all children. A large garden several times larger than a house is simply a paradise for adventure. It doesn't matter whether it is lush or not, everything here is fun.
"This area of plants is too close to the wall, will not grow well, and does not match the scenery behind it. Merkel, I think we can transform this area into a small playground, what do you think?"
"
Schiller turned to look at Merkel. Of course Merkel had no objection. If he planted fewer plants, he would kill fewer plants. Moreover, he had already discovered that it was somewhat inconsistent with the professor's serious and unapproachable appearance.
The best thing is that he is very patient with children and they are not afraid of him.
"How about the tire swing?" Pamela stood in front of the bushes, folding her arms and looking inside, and said: "When I was a child, I was envious of those children who could play on the swings, or you could build a wisteria corridor here, all the time.
Go to the end of the big tree, and then open a small door here. After walking in, there are tire swings, rattan chairs, sand piles and so on."
"Take a note, Merkel, we can have it done before Halloween and leave a lawn next to it for picnics for visiting children."
Merkel silently wrote down what Schiller said, while Pamela walked forward along the path, turning her head left and right to look at the plants in poor condition next to her. After looking all the way, she stopped in front of the flower pavilion and said
: "I'm afraid all the types of plants need to be changed. These plants from the northern European cold zone can indeed cope with the low temperature and lack of light in Gotham in the past, but they are indeed easily killed by the sun in Gotham now."
Pamela said again: "Watering them is the wrong solution, but as far as the reality is concerned, watering them to death as early as possible can be regarded as ending their suffering. Anyway, they will die sooner or later."
"The garden was previously designed as a cold forest ecology. Although it is considered elegant for a manor, I prefer a more lively temperate style, with large flowers, lush leaves, and layers of vines... I already have some
I have an idea, Professor, and I will email the design to you in about a week."
Schiller sighed and said, "Why another email? Can't you just show me the printed version?"
Pamela said with some confusion: "Professor, you don't look like the kind of old-fashioned person who doesn't like electronic devices. I heard Bruce say that you had previously talked about the idea of miniaturizing the Bat Tablet, which sounds quite...
advanced……"
"It's not that I don't like email, it's just that I don't have a computer. If I want to check your email, I can only go to the multimedia classroom at Gotham University. There is no shade along the entire way there."
"Then why don't you buy one?" Pamela said a little doubtfully: "Although home computers are a bit expensive, but you live in such a big manor, wouldn't it be easy to buy a computer?"
Schiller rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. The main reason he didn't want to buy a computer was that in the era before he traveled back in time, laptops worth 10,000 yuan could basically play various high-configuration large-scale games smoothly. But in this era, nearly
A laptop bought for $10,000 is only slightly better than a brick.
Don't ask why you don't buy a desktop computer. Desktop computers in this era are much heavier than real bricks.