Chapter 25 Politics at the Dinner Table

“It’s an honor to be invited by the Rothschild family!”

"Please don't say that!" The old butler still showed a humble expression and said to Jérôme Bonaparte respectfully: "The blood of the Bonaparte family will be respected by everyone no matter where they go. That man (Referring to Emperor Napoleon) It made the whole of Europe tremble!"

Jérôme Bonaparte nodded noncommittally, then spread his hands to express his helplessness and said: "In today's era, the dignity of blood is far less than the power of money! What's more, people only respect my uncle's strength, Bonaparte The vast majority of the family, including me, are at best a bunch of Corsican pigs who have been tainted by my uncle’s glory! The Revolution created us, and it also destroyed us!"

"Yes! Revolution, such a simple but violent term! It can make the rich impoverished overnight, and it can also make the poor suddenly rich overnight!" The old housekeeper nodded in agreement with Jérôme. Bonaparte's statement.

The two people were walking in the courtyard of Rothschild Mansion while talking.

The wide courtyard is filled with all kinds of flowers and plants. There is a rocking chair placed on one side of the courtyard. Next to the rocking chair is a round table made of stones, and a bundle of newspapers is placed on the round table. If Jerome guessed correctly, the newspaper should be this morning's edition.

The entire courtyard looks particularly quiet under the moonlight.

It's hard to imagine that this is a place where the richest people in Europe live. Here you can't feel the smell of money, everything seems so natural.

This unusually harmonious scene completely changed the moment Jérôme entered the main hall of the mansion. The layout of the entire main hall can be described as elegant and luxurious.

Carpets from the Persian exotic style are laid between the main hall and the stairs. The gilded handrails and portraits hanging on the walls are particularly dazzling under the light of chandeliers and candlelight. Blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty is placed in the corner of the living room, next to the blue and white porcelain. There is an exquisite fireplace, decorated with exquisite weapons and oil paintings by masters. There is a sofa made of cowhide placed directly in front of the fireplace. Even the cushions are full and full. It will be extremely comfortable for people to sit on it.

If you compare the Louis Mansion with this one, it's like a country girl who overestimates her ability to compete with a beautiful princess who is extremely wealthy.

Behind every elegant and luxurious decoration represents the wealth and tyranny of the Rothschild family.

Jerome estimated that even all the assets of future President Ma would not be richer than the current Rothschild.

The only people in Europe who can surpass the Rothschild family in terms of wealth are probably the royal families of Britain, France, Prussia, Austria and Russia. With their long history and power, they are the richest people in Europe.

"Please come here!" The old butler solemnly guided Jérôme Bonaparte.

Under the leadership of the old butler, Jérôme Bonaparte walked through a long and narrow corridor to the restaurant at the end of the corridor.

The two footmen in white velvet vests who were responsible for opening the door bowed as soon as they saw the old butler and Jérôme, and the door of the restaurant was opened to allow only one person to pass through.

Looking in through the crack in the door, the restaurant is also shrouded in gold. The long dining table is placed across the restaurant. From Jerome's perspective, Baron Lionel Rothschild in the restaurant cannot be seen. .

The old butler also stopped at the door of the restaurant, and said to Jérôme with his still humble expression: "His Excellency the Baron is waiting for you in the restaurant!"

Looking at the passage that only accommodated one person in front of him and the resplendent figure in the restaurant, Jerome's heart couldn't help but beat fast.

In order to relieve the tension in his heart, he opened his mouth slightly, and a wave of heat came out of Jerome's mouth.

With an exhale and an inhale, Jerome's mood finally calmed down a little.

Gérôme followed his example and walked into the restaurant. Sitting on the left side of the restaurant's long dining table was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s. Gérôme was instantly sure that the man in front of him was Lionel Rothschild. De Baron.

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry to invite you as a guest at this time. Didn't you encounter something on the way?" Lionel Rothschild greeted politely, and from his words, Jerome Bonaparte I didn't hear much concern, it was more like a routine inquiry of "Have you eaten?"

"Thanks to you, everything is safe!" Jerome Bonaparte also replied routinely.

The valet in charge of the interior of the restaurant took Jérôme Bonaparte to his seat, which was located to Rothschild's left.

After everything was ready, the banquet officially began.

The valet responsible for passing the dishes picked up a plate, which was covered with an aluminum dinner cover. In the 19th century when the aluminum industry was underdeveloped, aluminum products were a symbol of status.

Two plates were placed in front of Lionel and Jerome respectively. The aluminum dinner cover slowly opened and the exquisite blue and white porcelain dinner plate came into view.

Needless to say, the dinner plate must have been shipped by sea from the Qing Dynasty. In the center of the dinner plate was a group of plump black "little pearls". The "little pearls" exuded a shocking cold air and seemed to have been frozen.

Jérôme Bonaparte picked up the shiny aluminum spoon placed aside and gently took a spoonful of it and put it in his mouth. An intoxicating bursting feeling and the freshness and saltiness of the seafood filled Jérôme of the mouth.

After a long time, Jérôme reluctantly swallowed the caviar.

"I hope you like the sturgeon caviar from the Russian Empire!" After Jerome swallowed it all, Rothschild said: "I feel extremely sorry for your brother's passing!"

It was the same regret again, and there wasn't even an expression of regret at all. Please, your acting skills can't be a little more realistic.

Jerome complained silently in his heart, but still expressed his gratitude to Rothschild for his "concern".

At the end of the first course, the footman collected the plates. The second dish was placed in front of Jérôme. The foie gras from France was dotted with a few pieces of caviar. The whole dish looked particularly high-end.

Jérôme held the aluminum knife placed next to the dinner plate in his right hand. He pierced the foie gras with the steel fork in his left hand. He gently cut off a small piece with the knife and put it into his mouth to chew carefully.

"My brother once had a loan business in our Rothschild Bank. I wonder if His Excellency the Prince knows about it?" Baron Lionel gently wiped the residual sauce at the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and said clearly.