After leaving the church, Klein stood on the edge of the square outside, watching the flocks of white pigeons fluttering up and then circling down as if nothing had happened.

He even bought some food from nearby vendors and fed the pigeons leisurely. He didn't plan to read newspaper advertisements to find a suitable house in the North District, because this was the task of the housekeeper.

An excellent butler who has lived in Backlund for many years should know roughly which neighborhoods different nobles, rich people, and top middle-class people who can help the master live in, so he can choose houses purposefully.

Neighborhood communication is the first step for newcomers to enter the corresponding circle!

"Whether it's the Carlton Club where bigwigs from the Conservative Party gather, or the Freedom Club of the New Party, as well as various active or retired officers' clubs representing the military, they must have enough referrals before they can get in touch... Hey, the kingdom is now The so-called club politics." Klein pulled his thoughts back, thinking about what to do after the behavior of feeding the pigeons to create a character was over.

After serious thinking, he found that he really had nothing to do immediately, because the plan was still on the surface.

So, he was going to enjoy an expensive but hearty lunch. This was not only the behavior Dwayne Dant�s should have, but also Klein's own curiosity.

In the past few months in Backlund, he never worked up the courage to go to some of the most prestigious restaurants in this metropolis. Choose one of the four restaurants in Lawyer Gen�s house, and sometimes go to the East District to settle breakfast or lunch in a cafe that looks very greasy.

"La Pori Restaurant? Their head chef is said to have come from Earl Hall's family, and provided rich people, barristers, and senior government employees with an aristocratic flavor that is usually difficult to come by... Earl Hall seems to have invested in this restaurant. The restaurant occupies a lot of shares... Well, this restaurant specializes in Backlund's local dishes. The desserts are very famous, and the prices are very unfriendly...

"Intis Serenzo restaurant, here has the purest Intis cuisine,

Hehe, many of the signature dishes in it bear the name of Roselle, and they are said to have been passed down from the emperor's court... Moreover, unlike most restaurants of the same level, it only offers a few main dishes every day. There are a lot of choices..." Klein recalled the top restaurant information he had read from newspapers and magazines before, and finally decided to see the emperor's court dishes.

He didn't stay any longer, stopped a carriage, and headed to the Intis Serenzo restaurant in the west district.

When he arrived at the door, Klein handed over his coat, hat, and cane to a waiter in a red vest, and asked the waiter, "Are there any vacancies? I don't have a reservation."

"Yes." The waiter in the red vest didn't seem to be surprised, and asked humbly, "Sir, is this your first time here? Are you alone?"

Klein nodded frankly, smiled and said, "Yes."

"Then may I have the honor to introduce you to our restaurant's most distinctive dishes and famous wines?" the waiter in the red vest said while leading the customers in.

"This is exactly what I need." Klein passed through the ornately decorated gate and saw the wall that seemed to be reflecting golden light.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a vault.

Then, he noticed the oil paintings hanging on the walls, the marble statues placed in appropriate positions, and the gold objects inlaid or embellished in different places.

"Please pay attention to your steps." The waiter in the red vest reminded him, leading Klein to sit by the window, and the melodious melody of the violin was heard from the band in the distance.

The waiter brought the menu and wine list, flipped through the introduction and said: "Our most famous dishes here are braised dagoya beef short ribs, black truffle porcini mushrooms, and intis-style foie gras. In a word, the raw material of the foie gras comes from Bonas Farm in the Champagne province of the Kingdom of Intis..."

While listening to the waiter's introduction, Klein browsed the menu written in the ancient Fusac language, and was attracted by the prices above.

After talking about the main course, appetizer, dessert, etc., the waiter turned to explain the wine pairing, and finally said: "The champagne, red wine, and white wine here are all from well-known wineries in the Champagne province, even including 1330. The Ormere red wine produced by the company is worth 126 pounds. If you buy it, you can take it away directly, or you can store it with us, and you can drink a glass every time."

126 pounds... I can hire an excellent butler... Hehe... Klein smiled gracefully: "Your dishes and wine are excellent, making it difficult to choose."

The waiter in the red vest smiled enthusiastically: "You can choose today's chef's recommendation, and our chef will prepare a pure and delicious Intis meal for you. It has three options: 15 pounds, 10 pounds, and 8 pounds."

I don't want to choose any of them... Klein leaned back slightly and smiled, "It's 15 pounds."

"Okay." The waiter in the red vest put away the menu and wine list, and walked towards the back kitchen.

Klein took a breath, exhaled slowly, and looked ahead casually.

Suddenly, he saw a slightly familiar figure, it was a lady in an olive green dress.

She was tall and well proportioned, and wore an old-fashioned black bonnet with muslin tulle hanging down over her face. JrNovels.com