The next day, Chen Xingsi thought about it and decided to go to the Butler Center first. He knew nothing about the rules of Ice Blue City, and it was easy for him to make jokes without anyone to guide him. Just like yesterday, he seemed to be asking very inappropriate questions.
He checked a lot of information about the canonization of territories last night. Most of them are canonized by the heads of principalities. The ones designated by the parliament are more like "hidden rules". The information is very little and unclear. It seems that he must find someone who knows the way to consult. Just fine.
At half past nine in the morning, Chen Xing took two maids to the butler center, and a energetic old butler received him.
"Good morning, Lord Baron." The old butler stood up straight and bowed.
No matter his tone, movements or eyes, he is full of humility and elegance, which makes it easy for people to like him.
"I want to find a housekeeper." Chen Xing said.
"At your service." The old butler brought Chen Xing into the butler center. The lobby is very small, only about a hundred square meters, and the decoration is very simple, mainly in black tones, making it appear restrained and serious.
Across the lobby is a garden with small bridges, flowing water, and the fragrance of birds and flowers, but it has a solemn and old-fashioned feel. Every flower and tree is in order, as if they are planted and arranged according to strict rules.
Looking around, the garden is surrounded by a circle of houses, just like a nursing home on earth.
The old butler introduced, "There are 173 unemployed butlers living here. They all have very rich experience and knowledge, and have served many ladies and gentlemen. For some reasons, the families they serve can no longer pay them. So they stayed here temporarily, waiting..."
Hearing this, Chen Xing couldn't help but frown. To put it harshly, the people who live here are all homeless dogs, and just listening to them is bad luck.
Seemingly sensing Chen Xing's doubts, the old housekeeper smiled slightly and explained, "Anyone who can live here has a character and ability that has been tested by time."
"How can you guarantee their loyalty?" Chen Xing asked. In fact, this is what worries him most. Unlike other professions, a housekeeper is very close to his master and knows most of his situation. If you have second thoughts, you can dig a big hole out of it. He had already been tricked by Aaron once and was bitten by a snake and was afraid of straw ropes. He didn't want it to happen again.
"Unfortunately, we cannot make any guarantees." The old butler replied with a very sincere attitude. He paused and then said, "But for thousands of years, it has been very rare for a steward to betray his master. Not only the person involved will be nailed to the pillar of shame, but the entire family will also be implicated and branded with the mark of 'betrayer's bloodline'. The shame will be For hundreds of years, the path to becoming a vassal was almost completely closed."
"Then how should I choose?" Chen Xing asked again.
"Fate." The old housekeeper nodded and said, his eyes bright.
"Fate?" Chen Xing was a little confused.
"You might as well sit down, drink a cup of black tea in the garden, and walk around." The old butler showed a gentle smile, "As long as you come here a few more times, you will always be able to meet the right one."
Chen Xing understood that this "fate" was probably similar to the "eye-to-eye" mentioned by the black monster. So Chen Xing found a place to sit in the garden, and the old housekeeper brought black tea and refreshments.
After sitting for about twenty minutes, a slightly fat middle-aged housekeeper came over. He walked closer with a serious face, his eyes stayed on the two maids behind Chen Xing for a while, then faced Chen Xing, bowed and said, "Sir, please forgive me for my presumptuous suggestion. Your two maids may be wrong." Your decency.”
Hearing this, Li Mei was okay, but Ye Qian's eyebrows immediately stood up, with annoyance in her voice, "Hey, uncle, how did you talk." She was born in a grassroots family and forgot about elegance as soon as her temper got worse. Speak directly and show no mercy to the other person.
Perhaps stimulated by Ye Qian's attitude, the middle-aged housekeeper's voice increased a bit, "First of all, as a qualified maid, you should look straight ahead and pay attention to the master's every move with your peripheral vision. It looks full of curiosity, which would make it look less solemn.”
"Secondly, your top has been ironed, but your skirt has not been combed carefully. There are four wrinkles in total."
"And you..." The middle-aged housekeeper looked at Li Mei, "The color of your belt is reddish, and it doesn't match your servant uniform, and the knot is bigger on one side and smaller on the other..."
The middle-aged housekeeper was talking eloquently, and both women looked a little ugly.
"Hey, hey, my friend, isn't it a little inappropriate for you to scold my maid in front of me?" Chen Xing said.
The middle-aged housekeeper suddenly blushed and looked very embarrassed. He held it in for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry. This is my professional habit and my professional ethics. If you think it is disrespectful, I solemnly apologize to you."
"It's okay." Chen Xing raised his hand to show that he didn't care, but he didn't invite the other party to sit down.
Seeing that his attitude was neither cold nor indifferent, the middle-aged housekeeper smiled and left.
After a while, another housekeeper came over. He looked older, with gray hair, but his back was very straight.
"Sir, could you please excuse me?" the gray-haired butler asked, nodding. He has a kind face and a personable demeanor.
"Please sit down." Chen Xing made a gesture, and Ye Qian stepped forward and pulled out the chair, inviting the other party to sit down.
"Thank you." The gray-haired butler shook back the tail of his tuxedo, sat down, and asked, "Sir, are you new to your place?"
"Yes..." Chen Xing nodded and admitted. It's hard to hide something like this, so it's better to just say it outright. This is also his biggest concern. He is not familiar with the place here and can easily be deceived. The housekeeper is the closest person, so unless he knows the details, he would not dare to take him back easily.
"How did you tell?" Chen Xing couldn't help but ask, does he look so much like a country bumpkin?
"Haha..." the butler smiled slightly and said, "The black Dragon Scale Guard combat uniform you are wearing was a popular style last year. What is popular this year is a white flower diamond cut dress and a pink shirt."
"I've been taught a lesson." Chen Xing bowed his hands seriously.
"Sir, you're welcome. I just stay in the city a little longer, it's no big deal." The gray-haired butler said modestly, then changed the topic and added, "There are many rules in the aristocratic circle of Ice Blue City. , it takes some time to get used to it. But I believe that with your wisdom, sir, you can learn it quickly."
"I hope..." Chen Xing sighed. Facing the complicated rules of Ice Blue City, he felt tremendous pressure. Although he has been born in three generations, he is at the bottom of society and does not understand the twists and turns of the aristocratic circle.
Seeing that he was not very interested, the butler changed the topic and started talking about interesting things about the aristocratic circle of Ice Blue City.
"In this city, there are only three topics that gentlemen like most..." the butler stretched out his finger to count, "war, palace trends, and the third prince and concubine."
"The third prince and concubine?" Chen Xing asked curiously. He knew the third prince, Cuilisi, who would later be the ruler south of the Ambergris River, the Southern Queen among the "South Queen and North Princess".
"The Third Prince Concubine is known as the most beautiful woman in the world. Her beauty is unparalleled and she is the best in the world. However, very few people have seen her true appearance. She lives in seclusion and is very low-key. Every time there are rumors about her, it will cause a stir. The hot discussion among the gentlemen..."
The housekeeper spoke enthusiastically, but Chen Xing knew all this, and Cuilis was too far away from him, could not be seen or touched, and he was not very interested.
Then the two chatted for a while. The housekeeper saw that Chen Xing's face was dull and he was reluctant to get into the topic. His intention was unclear, so he stood up and left. However, he left his name and contact information so that he can be found at any time if necessary.
Next, until the evening, Chen Xing contacted several housekeepers, and they all felt like they were just okay. I can't say it's good or bad, I just don't have a strong desire to hire.
Just as Chen Xing left the main entrance of the Butler Center, a gap opened in the side door at the back, and a skinny old man squeezed out.
"Thank you so much. Without you, I wouldn't know where to look." The old man nodded and bowed to the people inside the door to express his gratitude.
"It's all my job. As long as I can help you, please go slowly." After receiving the response from the person at the door, the old man left from the side alley.
Walking onto the street, the old man took out a delicate little note from his pocket.
"Room 209, No. 402, Tianshui Lane..."
He muttered to himself, folded the note and put it in his underwear pocket, pressed his hat, and walked forward faster.
About half an hour later, the old man came to the address on the note. It was an old wooden apartment building with three floors. The wooden boards on the exterior walls were somewhat damp and cracked, but they were kept clean. There were flower pots hanging under the windows of each house, with pink and purple flowers blooming. Small flowers, chic and elegant.
The old man walked into the courtyard and pushed open the double wooden gate. The light in the foyer was a little dim, and when footsteps sounded, the light bulb hanging from the ceiling came on. Orange-red light illuminated the surroundings, revealing the dark wooden stairs ahead.
Voice controlled lights.
In the Ice Blue City, electric lights are the beauty of the poor, while the rich use candlelight and oil lamps. The old man held on to the wooden handrail and carefully walked up the stairs. Since the building is made of wood, he was afraid of making noise that would disturb other residents.
"Two hundred four, two hundred five, two hundred six..."
He counted the door numbers and walked over, stopping at the end of the passage. The door in front of me has a lot of paint peeled off, and there is a bronze plate with "209" hanging next to the door frame, and below it is the doorbell.
"Ding dong..."
Pressing the doorbell, heavy footsteps came from inside, and then the door opened.
A tall shadow fell on the ground, blocking the light in the house.
"Old friend, long time no see."
