Chapter 1019： villa

A precious Mansgel Mingshi car lightly parked in front of a villa with a green lawn.

Even though it is winter, if you hire expensive night elves gardeners, you can keep your garden full of spring in the mid-winter season-of course, this price cannot be described as expensive.

Under normal circumstances, no one is willing to put a lot of money in such a boring place. People who do this are either pretending to be X or they are really rich.

The waiter in expensive clothes walked to the front of the parked Mingshi car, stretched out his hand with white gloves, and opened the heavy, bulletproof door of the Mingshi car.

A beautiful leg came out of the car first, and then a round **** that looked elastic. The enchanting woman squeezed out of the car first, and then a middle-aged man in a white undershirt got out of the car.

He grabbed a hand on the woman's ass, and she hung it charmingly on the man's arm, and followed him to the magnificent villa.

The wealthy people of the Ailan Hill Empire have begun to live in villas. The kind of very luxurious castles are not very popular now.

After all, being able to buy a villa on the outskirts of Serris City is already a very, very wealthy performance-to live in a castle, it is not just money that can do it.

This is the same as having a courtyard house in the imperial capital. It requires inheritance, identity, and super rich...

In the entire empire, there are large courtyards in the city of Seris. The first one is the royal family. The entire palace is simply a castle, and it is an exaggerated castle.

Only the emperor can live in the castle in the city center, which is an unwritten rule of the Ailan Hill Empire.

Then they can live in castles around the city of Serris. These people are already rich and noble, and their identities are often able to reach the sky: Desaier has a castle for his own use, and Wagron also has one, but as an imperial marshal, he does not Go back to your castle often.

Other famous officials, most of them only have a decent villa, some are in the city, such as the villa of Mr. Gurlo, and some are on the outskirts of the city, such as the villa of Dines, the villa of Strid, etc. Wait.

According to unwritten regulations, only high-ranking officials at the ministerial level in the Empire District are eligible to own villas with more than five floors. The empire did not forcefully demand, but everyone was more restrained and low-key, and no one wanted to break this invisible rule.

The villa in front of you is a luxury villa with only four floors, which also demonstrates the identity of the owner of the villa. He must have a very high status within the empire, but he is not the kind of favored servant who can always accompany the imperial emperor.

The middle-aged man walked to the first floor of the villa, whispered a few words close to the ears of the enchanting beauties around him, and then walked into the elevator alone.

The room is warm like spring, which also suits women's clothes. The beautiful woman who was originally beautiful, didn't even dare to find a place to sit, so she stood respectfully by the sofa, like a primary school student waiting for her teacher.

She knows her identity, and everyone who can enter here will not treat her as a person-she is just a plaything, and must abide by this rule. If she violates this rule, she will be abandoned tomorrow.

When the man walked to the second floor, he happened to see an old man sitting on the top of the sofa in the living room. Next to him were two old people of the same age who were drinking tea with him.

The atmosphere seemed to be quite lively. The old man in the lead saw the middle-aged man with a smile on his face, and waved at him: "Come on? Come, come, pay the old man, I have tea!"

Since Seris defeated the Dragon Knights of the Holy Demon Empire in the Battle of Fallen Dragon City, bitter tea has spread along with the cannons and Mauser rifles of the Ailan Hill Empire.

Every nobleman is proud of drinking tea. Some really support Seris and believe that mortals should rise; some are just arty and treat drinking tea as a fashion.

In short, tea has become very popular. Later, everyone developed a variety of teas, some called black tea, some called dark tea... The emperor personally named two kinds of tea, one is called Song tea, one The species is called Ming Cha.

The current imperial nobles respected drinking Ming tea. This kind of tea is only produced on a few large mountains in the territory of the Arante Empire. The output is scarce and the taste is sweet. It is the favorite variety of His Majesty.

No way, in the Ailan Hill Empire, the things that the emperor likes are all ten good things. If anyone can get a little, then they can be hooked with Fengya nobleness.

As for Song tea, it was the tea that the emperor liked two years ago. Now it has been expanded and grown in many places.

Of course, those with good quality and old age are still very expensive. Most people can't afford it, and most people still only drink bitter tea, black tea, and black tea.

The tea bureau in front of me, by looking at the tea set and smelling the fragrance, you know that the specifications are quite high. Song tea, which is at least five years old, is definitely not cheap!

Seeing the old man beckoning, the middle-aged man hurriedly bowed and said with a smile on his face: "Master, Robert wishes you peace!"

"You kid!" The old man nodded twice, smiled and pointed to the empty sofa on the side, and motioned for him to sit down.

Then he stretched out his hand personally, fiddled with the tea set, and poured a cup of hot tea for Robert later: "It's still cold outside, drink a cup of hot tea, warm up! Talk again!"

"Oh!" Robert agreed, and then he held up the teacup. He could feel the temperature of the tea inside through the teacup, but he didn't pause at all, pouring the hot tea into his throat in one sip.

The pain stretched from the mouth to the stomach. To be honest, whether the tea was good or not, Robert didn't drink it at all. Only the gods knew whether the old man's tea art was advanced or not.

The old man was unaware that his casual and politeness had caused "internal injury" to others. With a smile on his face, the old man continued to say to the old man on the side: "I will dump the shipbuilding stock early tomorrow morning... buy aerospace stock !"

"Listen to you." The old man was also unambiguous, and directly agreed, as if the billions of stock transactions were just a trivial matter.

Seeing that the other person nodded in agreement, the old man in the lead did not say any more. He has been in a high position for a long time, and he is not talkative. He turned his head to another old man and said: "The country will expand ten more. The address of the energy base, as I said just now, you can choose a few places yourself, and you can take a few in advance. It depends on your good fortune."

"Understood!" The old man nodded slightly, already thinking about it.