"I understand, father." Albert would challenge Claude and reprimand his younger brothers and sisters, but he would never go against his father's wishes. From this point of view, his mind was still very clear and he knew that his father was involved.
His future and money path, even though he is now an adult, still has an enviable job.
Because he knew very well that his father, Mr. Morsang, the administrative director of White Deer Town, was the biggest supporter for everything he got.
He just said that he knew, but his actions were completely opposite to what he said. While staring at Claude fiercely, he tore the pieces of bread with butter and salt into his mouth, and then stuffed them into his mouth bitterly.
Inside, it seemed as if he was chewing Claude's flesh and blood.
Sigh... Mr. Morissant sighed from the bottom of his heart. It is impossible for the relationship between the two brothers to improve in a short time. Fortunately, I have designed two completely different paths for them. I hope they can do it in the future.
Complement each other instead of turning against each other.
Putting down the cup in his hand, Mr. Morsan thought for a while and asked his eldest son: "Abel, why did Sir Fox not take you with him when he went to the county town yesterday?"
Albert looked away and shrugged: "How do I know? Sir said that I have worked for twelve consecutive days, so he gave me three days off to let me have a good rest. I think he may go to the county this time
It's because of private matters, so it's inconvenient to bring outsiders there. As for private matters, I think you also understand."
Perhaps Albert thought his answer was okay, but his slightly frivolous tone made Mr. Morsant frown and said seriously: "Abel, I hope your tone and answer just now will not disappoint me."
I heard outside that any rumors and rumors about Sir Fox will create a big storm in White Deer Town. I don’t want to see you get involved in this storm and be shattered to pieces..."
But Mr. Morsan's warning was not taken to heart by his eldest son: "I understand, I just talked about it at home. When people ask me, I will answer that Sir rushed to the county because of an urgent political matter.
Instead of meeting his lover."
Mr. Morsanne shook his head: "Abel, in fact, I am very disappointed with you. You have been with Sir Fox for two years, but you still have not fully gained his trust and become his confidant. Otherwise, you will be like Sir Fox."
He will not hide his secret meeting with his lover from you, and he will even entrust you to arrange it instead of sending you home to rest..."
"But I still know that he went to the county town to meet his lover! The knight didn't want to hide it from me at all. All the official documents and letters passed through my hands, and most of them even entrusted me to reply to the letter on the knight's behalf... And didn't he do it last time?
Can I praise my ability in front of you and my colleagues?" Albert interrupted Mr. Morsan unconvinced.
"Well, that's what I'm worried about." Mr. Morsan sighed and said to his eldest son earnestly: "How do you know that Sir went to the county town to meet his lover privately? Maybe this is what he wants you to think.
Yes, meeting his lover is a perfect excuse to avoid irrelevant people and carry out his own secret activities. And you only know that he goes to meet his lover, but you have no idea who his lover is and where he lives.
.
Abel, you should understand that as a national congressman, Jazz has a large number of political resources and connections that can be traded, but these transactions will never be put on the table. I hope you can become Sir
I hope you can get in touch with this aspect. If Jazz can trust you, whether it is political resources or connections, these will be of vital help to your future development.
You are still complacent about the fact that you have handled all of Sir's official documents and letters, but you don't know that these official documents are worthless. The transaction has been completed underneath, and the official documents are just formalities. As for those letters, they are nothing more than formalities.
They are public letters that you must accept as a member of Parliament. These letters are not in the Sir's heart at all. The real secret contact letters have their own code words, and like those private letters, they are directly delivered to the Sir's hands as his
Secretary, you can only forward it but not review it. What I said is correct..."
"But, didn't Sir praise me in front of you many times..." Albert's face turned a little pale, but he didn't give up yet.
"It's just a few nice words, and these nice words didn't cost Sir a penny more. If you want to hear it, I can hire someone to say nice things about you in front of you for a day, but so what? You will because of these
If you say good things, you will rise to fame immediately and become a master?" Mr. Molsang sarcastically said, his eldest son is still too young, his personality has not yet stabilized, he is easily confused by external performances, and he cannot be like himself.
This way we can directly discover the internal causes.
But then there were footsteps on the stairs, and Mrs. Field came down holding their baby son Blovik, which forced Mr. Morsanne to give up his plan to continue teaching his eldest son. He stood up, with an old face blooming.
With a smile like a sunflower, she stretched out her hands and said, "Oh, my little baby is finally downstairs. Come on, give dad a hug."
The chubby Blovik had no intention of giving the head of the family any face. He glanced at his father and turned around decisively from his mother's arms to Claude: "Brother, hug..."
Claude put down the bread with the sausage slices in his hand. This breakfast was really hard for him to eat without meat, and the same was true for the previous owner of this body. He was happy with all the meat. No wonder the body was taller than that one.
The eldest, Albert, is stronger.
Fortunately, his mother, who knew his nature, had cut sausages for him in the morning and put them on slices of bread to eat as a sandwich. In fact, Claude really missed the delicacies of breakfast in another world, such as steamed buns, flatbreads, fried dough sticks, and tofu.
Brain, as well as those pickles, fermented bean curd and oily peanuts used in porridge, etc. Every time he thinks of these, he can only swallow saliva in his stomach...
He took the baby Blovik and pinched his baby's fat cheeks: "Little Fatty, you are very naughty. You are such a big person and you still let your mother carry you downstairs."
Little Fatty pouted aggrievedly: "Mom insisted on carrying me. I even said I would go downstairs by myself, but my mother said I was still young and would roll down accidentally..."
Claude smiled bitterly. The old couple really had nothing to say about their doting on their youngest son. The little fat boy was six years old and they still didn't let him climb the stairs by himself. He had to be carried every time he went up and down the stairs, but they couldn't hold him.
"Mom, let little Booker go up and down the stairs by himself from now on. We haven't climbed up by ourselves since we were three or four years old. Besides, he is growing fast now and is heavy..."
However, Claude's good intentions were ignored by his parents.
"It's okay, I can still hold her." Mother said, while Mr. Morsan nodded beside her.
Claude had no choice but to tease Blovik who was sitting on his lap: "Little Fatty, what do you want to eat? My brother will get it for you."
"I want bread, remember to apply honey." Little Fatty pointed to the small jar of honey on the table and said.
"Okay, okay, Dad will spread honey on you." Mr. Morsan quickly scooped honey from the honey jar and spread it on the slices of bread.
Well, the usual breakfast for the Field family is basically fried eggs and white bread slices, and the drink is milk or black tea, sometimes oatmeal, and occasionally a boiled apple. There is no soy sauce in this world, so the fried eggs can be eaten with just a little salt.
Yes, the same goes for bread, spread it with butter and add some salt. Of course, there are also people like Claude who like to put some meat in the bread slices.
The honey on the table is used to add milk and black tea. The sweetness in this world basically depends on honey. I have also heard that there is a green sugar made from beetroot in the northern part of the continent, but Claude has never seen it. Sometimes
You can also dip some honey into boiled apples. After all, apples in this world are not very sweet. As for white sugar, what is that? I have never heard of it...
If Albert, Claude and Angelina also spread slices of bread with honey, the result would be a severe scolding from Mr. Morsan, explaining that today's children do not know how to be thrifty and cherish the good things.
Life is only a waste of enjoyment.
But if Blovik wants to eat toast with honey, there will be no problem. It can even be said that the small jar of honey kept at home is just for the little fat guy.
"By the way, father, Professor Mark said that we will have an equestrian training class next week. Everyone has to pay a training fee of three riaso. If you want to have a training horse for personal professional training, you need a silver tower.
Le royalties, you see..." Claude put down the drained milk glass and said to Mr. Morsan.
"I don't agree." Every time he talks about money, the eldest son, Albert, always unconsciously imagines himself as the head of the family, playing the role of either a miser or a miser. Perhaps in his eyes, everything in the family now
All the wealth will belong to him in the future, and every penny spent on his younger brothers and sisters is like cutting his flesh with a knife.
"Don't you know how to ride a horse a long time ago? Last time, you guys secretly rode away Old Benz's dark horse Bowker, causing Old Benz to chase you for most of the town. Didn't you forget that?
?Since you can ride a horse, why should you take equestrian training classes? It would be a waste to give you training fees!"
Old Benz was a delivery boy at the White Deer Town Post Office. The black horse named Bowker also had a public horse service at the post office, with a large green postal bag hanging on his body.
Albert also had good reasons to avoid the loss of family property.
Since Sterling IX carried out financial currency reform, promulgated new monetary policies and issued a series of large and small currencies, the chaotic currency exchange phenomenon in the kingdom's market has been greatly suppressed, stabilizing the kingdom's financial order, and greatly
It promotes economic development.
The name of a series of metal currencies currently produced by the kingdom's specialized mints is the penny. It is made of black iron and has the smallest unit. Ten pence is one pfennig. A pfennig is a bronze coin. Ten pfennig is one sunar.
, Sunars are red copper coins, ten sunars are one riyaso, riazos are small silver coins with a silver content of 30%, and the rest are lead-zinc alloys. Ten riyals are one silver thaler,
The silver thaler is a large silver coin containing 75% silver.
Claude once converted according to the habits of his previous life: a penny is equivalent to a cent, a pfennig is equivalent to a dime, one sunar is equivalent to one dollar, then a riaso is equivalent to ten yuan, and a silver thaler is equivalent to a hundred dollar bill.
There is also a small gold coin called a gold crown on top of the silver thaler, with a gold content of 45%. Five silver thalers can be exchanged for one gold crown, which is 500 yuan. There is also a large gold coin Sofia on top of the gold crown, with a gold content of 100%.
Ninety percent, five gold crowns can be exchanged for one Sofia. It is said that the highest value gold coin in the kingdom is the Stirling Shield, a shield-shaped purple gold coin with the portrait of the great Stirling IX, which can be exchanged for ten large Sofia gold coins.
A Sterling shield.
The training fee for equestrian classes taught by students in national middle schools is three riyals, which is thirty yuan. This is common and not expensive. These fees are food subsidies for the horses during the training period and the equipment used to replace the horses.
As well as overtime benefits for grooms. Let these sixteen or seventeen-year-old young students take equestrian lessons. Even the docile horses and sturdy equipment cannot withstand the torment of these children. Without these additional training fees, the school cannot afford the entire school.
The extra expenses incurred during equestrian training are because annual education funds are fixed.
The price of a silver taler mentioned by Claude, which is equivalent to one hundred yuan, is the cost for a student to own a training horse and learn how to take care of the mount from scratch to riding training. From a learning perspective,
Speaking of which, this silver taler is well worth the money spent.