Chapter 25： Politics at the dinner table

"It's my honor to be invited by the Rothschild family!"

"Please don't say that!" The old butler still showed a humble expression and said respectfully to Jerome Bonaparte: "The blood of the Bonaparte family will be respected by everyone wherever it goes, that man (referring to Emperor Napoleon) It made the whole of Europe tremble at that time!"

Jerome Bonaparte nodded noncommittally, and then spread his hands to express his helplessness: "In today's era, the dignity of blood is far less than the power of money! What's more, people are only in awe of my uncle's strength, Bonaparte The vast majority of the family, including me, are nothing more than a bunch of Corsican pigs tainted with my uncle's glory! The Great Revolution created us, and it also destroyed us!"

"Yeah! Revolution, what a simple but violent term! It can make the rich become impoverished overnight, and it can also make the poor suddenly rich overnight!" The old butler nodded in agreement with Jerome. Bonaparte's statement.

While talking, the two walked in the courtyard of the Rothschild mansion.

The wide courtyard is filled with all kinds of flowers and plants. On one side of the courtyard is a rocking chair, 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.

The whole courtyard looks extraordinarily quiet under the moonlight.

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

This unusually harmonious scene was completely changed the moment Jerome entered the main hall of the mansion. The layout of the entire main hall can be described with four words of grace and luxury.

Carpets from Persian exotic styles are laid between the main hall and the stairs. The gilded handrails and the portraits hanging on the walls are particularly dazzling under the light of the chandeliers and candles. The blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty is placed in the corner of the living room. Next to the blue and white porcelain is the The fireplace is decorated with exquisite weapons and oil paintings of masters. In front of the fireplace is a sofa made of cowhide. Even the cushions are also full and full. If you sit on it, you must be extremely comfortable.

If you compare the Louis Mansion with this, it is like a village girl in the countryside competing with a beautiful princess who is rich and beautiful.

Behind every piece of graceful and luxurious decoration represents the arrogance of the Rothschild family.

Jerome estimated that even the entire assets of the later President Ma could not be richer than the current Rothschild.

In the whole of Europe, the only people who can suppress the Rothschild family in wealth are the royal family members of the five countries of Britain, France, Prussia and Russia. They have a long history and power. They are the richest people in the whole of Europe.

"Please come here!" The old butler respectfully guided Jerome Bonaparte.

Under the leadership of the old butler, Jerome Bonaparte crossed a long and narrow corridor to the restaurant at the end of the corridor.

The two servants in white velvet vests who were in charge of opening the door bowed as soon as they saw the old butler and Jerome, and the door of the restaurant was pulled open to allow only one person to pass through.

Looking in through the crack of the door, the restaurant is also shrouded in gold. The long dining table is placed horizontally in the restaurant. From Jerome's point of view, Baron Leonel Rothschild cannot be seen in the restaurant. .

The old butler also stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, and said to Jerome with the same humility, "Your Excellency the Baron is waiting for you in the restaurant!"

Looking at the hallway that only accommodates one person and the splendid figure in the restaurant, Jerome's heart couldn't help but beat twice.

In order to ease the tension in his heart, he opened his mouth slightly, and a wave of heat exhaled from Jerome's mouth.

Following an exhalation and an inhalation, Jerome finally calmed down a little.

Jerome walked into the restaurant with a good attitude. On the left side of the long dining table was a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his 40s. Jerome instantly determined that the man in front of him was Leonel Rothschild. de Baron.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry to invite you to be a guest at this time. I didn't encounter anything on the way!" Leonel Rothschild greeted politely, and from his words Jerome Bonaparte I didn't hear much concern, it was more like a routine question 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 brought Jerome Bonaparte to his seat, which was on Rothschild's left.

After everything was ready, the banquet officially started.

The footman in charge of passing the dishes took up a plate with an aluminum lid. In the 19th century when the aluminum industry was underdeveloped, aluminum products were a symbol of status.

The two plates were placed before Leonel and Jerome respectively, and the aluminum cover slowly opened, and the exquisite blue-and-white porcelain plate came into view.

Needless to say, the dinner plate must have been shipped from the Qing Kingdom by sea. In the center of the dinner plate was a mass of black "little pearls" that were full of grains. The "little pearls" exuded a shocking cold air, which seemed to have been frozen.

Gérôme Bonaparte picked up the shiny aluminum soup spoon that was placed aside and gently scooped it into his mouth. An intoxicating burst of feeling and the fresh and salty taste of seafood filled Gérôme. of the oral cavity.

After a long time, Jerome reluctantly swallowed the caviar.

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

It's the same regret again, and it doesn't even show the expression of regret. Please, your acting skills can't be a little more realistic.

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

After the first course was over, the servant took the plate back. The second dish appeared in front of Jérôme. The foie gras from France was adorned with a few pieces of caviar. The whole dish was extraordinarily high-end.

Jerome held the aluminum knife placed next to the dinner plate in his right hand, the steel fork in his left hand stuck on the foie gras, and the knife lightly cut a small piece into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

"Brother Ling once had a loan business with our Rothschild Bank. I wonder if His Excellency the Prince knows?" Baron Leonel wiped the remaining sauce on the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, looking at it.