The time for representatives of the Anjou royal family to come to Tobesk is getting closer, and the residents of Tobesk can also feel the importance that the city hall and the kingdom attach to this matter. But this has nothing to do with Shad for the time being. After leaving the Prophet Association, he bid farewell to the cat lazily basking in the sun on the windowsill at home, and went to Huntington City through the statue in the basement.
When I walked out of the wine cellar of the White River Valley Vineyard, the morning sun at the turn of autumn and winter was even a bit dazzling.
Raising his hand above his eyes, he happened to see Mr. Bernhardt standing in the courtyard of the small manor with his servant and coachman, directing the workers to unload the flatbed truck:
"Good morning, Herr Bernhardt."
"Good morning, Mr. Watson."
The two greeted each other familiarly, Xia De tightened the collar buttons of his warm black coat and walked over:
"Saving food for winter again?"
The middle-aged vampire hesitated, shook his head carefully, and stood with Xia De watching the workers unload:
"No, it's tobacco."
"Tobacco...huh?"
Xia De was a little surprised and lowered his voice:
"Are you still in the tobacco business?"
Regardless of whether it is in De La Rion or Carson Rico, the tobacco business is controlled by the kingdom. Judging by the way it is unloading now, it does not look like a formal business:
"Do you still have access to smuggling? To the New World, or to De La Rion?"
Xia De was not particularly surprised, after all, Rezia was still doing arms smuggling business in Mibao.
"No, no, I'm not that bold."
Mr. Bernhardt lowered his voice slightly:
"Didn't we meet Princess Margaret yesterday and help solve the murder case? Your Highness has a good impression of me. She sent someone to my manor last night and gave me a note. This is the The princess’s goods were brought from Willendale, let me store them in the White River Valley Vineyard first, and wait until the steam airship lands tomorrow, and then pull the goods over.”
Xia De was stunned for a few seconds before he understood:
"Princess Margaret wants to go..."
"How can the affairs of the royal family be called smuggling?"
Mr. Bernhardt corrected:
"Besides, the floating airship has such a large space, it is empty if it is empty, and it should be put some valuable goods. I don't think His Majesty will mind this, but it is best not to be discovered by others. Of course, even if it is discovered, It can also be said that this is a gift to Delarion."
Xia De showed a clear expression, and then asked with great interest:
"That princess won't let you do it for nothing, will she?"
Mr. Bernhardt looked around, and drew a number to Shadby sideways:
"This number."
Xia De converted and raised his eyebrows:
"She's really generous."
"After all, excluding the tobacco tax, the cost of these goods is not much, but you also know the price of tobacco."
The middle-aged noble who drank, smoked and drank blood shook his head and sighed:
"The kingdom's tax department is more like a vampire than me."
It seems that people of different classes like to complain about tax issues, whether it is in De La Rion or in Carson Rico.
Today, Mr. Bernhardt is busy helping Princess Margaret deliver the goods, so he will not go into the city with Shad. However, he has already sorted out the information about the local "Goddess of the Lake" rumors, and handed over the file bag containing the information to Xia De:
"In fact, every few years, there will be similar rumors. I heard a lot when I was a child. If you want to take risks, you can call me together. Winter is coming soon, and I have nothing important to do .”
Mr. Bernhardt said.
The gentleman had intended to take Shad to Huntingdon in a carriage, but Shad chose a horse at the stables and wanted to ride across the country himself.
There is no polluting smog in the sky due to steam factories in the countryside. In the morning at the turn of autumn and winter, the weather is very good. Large clouds hang like cotton in the blue sky. Shade, who could barely ride a horse, walked along the country road, looking at the surrounding fields and vineyards.
Riding a horse is indeed colder than riding a car. After dealing with the affairs of Huntington City, Shade will also consider the heating problem of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square in winter.
Princess Margaret and her accompanying personal doctors and servants currently live in the Rothschild Mansion in the center of Huntington, which is the local property of the royal family. It's just that, when Miss Sylvia met Shade in the parliament last night, she didn't ask him to meet at the Rothschild mansion, but gave him the address of the local "Owl Bookstore" bookstore.
The Owl Bookstore is located in the middle of Malfoy Street in Huntington, and it doesn't look like anything special from the outside. The popular novels "The Secret of Sisyphus", "The Mad Knight and the Silly Princess" and "Adventure Guide to the Eye of the Storm" are displayed in the window facing the street. When you open the door of the bookstore, the first thing you see in the sound of bells is "The Secret of Sisyphus". Roddles Poems" and "Troggers Selected Collection", which are serious literature.
There was a drowsy atmosphere in the bookstore on a nice morning, like a classroom in a dreary summer. There were not many people here. After entering the door, Xia De went straight to the counter and knocked on the wooden counter top, so that the young man in a white shirt and a brown vest who seemed to be dozing off would wake up.
Shad asked softly in his unproficient Kasenlik:
"I want to find a book."
"what book?"
Behind the counter, a young man who looked at least seventeen or eighteen years old yawned and asked. He had acne marks on his face after the acne disappeared, which were as dense as freckles.
"The Theory of Large Numbers."
The young man raised the cover of the counter, and then opened the door behind him that almost merged with the wall.
Xia De nodded, was about to go in, and asked again:
"Do you have Hamilton's Detective Stories here?"
The young man hesitated for a moment, and looked at Xia De suspiciously:
"In the code, is there this sentence?"
"No, I really want to find this book."
"Oh, so that's the case. But I'm sorry, the foreign novel seems to be still being translated. If you want to read it, you can go to the Delarion business and ask. Now there is only a Delarion version."
Xia De thought he could find pirated books here.
Behind the Owl Library is a large club-like building, which itself is the black market for Ring Warlocks in Huntington.
Miss Sylvia was already waiting here for Shad. When the waiter led Shad in, the lady was holding a teacup and flipping through the book in her hand. The book was exactly the book Shad just mentioned. Hamilton's Detective Stories.
"Good morning, knight."
This great witch, who was younger than the foreigners, raised the book in her hand to Xia De. She was wearing a black skirt today. Black hair actually doesn't match the black skirt, and people in this era are superstitious that black will bring disaster, so this is the first time Xia De has seen this style of dressing.
"That's a book my friend wrote."
Xia De said, opened the chair and sat opposite the witch, the witch waved to the young girl standing beside her, who came over to pour tea for Xia De, who was also her follower, but lower than Xia De.
"Yes, otherwise it would be impossible to describe you in such detail. Miss Galina Cavendish has really found a good follower."
"No, I'm not Miss Galina's follower."
Xia De corrected, thanking the girl who poured tea:
"It can only be regarded as a partner."
"Yes, I understand that your status is equal."
The witch said, fully understanding the meaning of Xia De's words:
"However, your friend said in the book that you are good at mathematics?"
"Well enough."
Xia De nodded reservedly. Dorothy borrowed a lot from his image when shaping the characters in the story. She asked Shad if he was good at art, or if he had a unique hobby, and Shad said he was good at mathematics.
Dorothy didn't ask Shad how good he was, but happily said that mathematics did go well with a shrewd detective.
"Can you answer this question?"
The witch pushed the notebook at hand to Xia De, Xia De tilted his head and took a look, and found that she also specially used Dela Riangwen:
"Multivariate equations? Now the entrance exam of De La Rion College of Higher Education is more difficult than this. I don't think you need to ask me this kind of question? And, is it related to space power?"
Shade knew this information because he considered going to the university in Tobesk to get an honorary degree through donations, so as to free himself from the cultural level of "Sparrow Detective Tutor".
"It has nothing to do with space power, but I'm curious about your math level."
Miss Sylvia smiled, turned to the next page, and asked Shad to continue reading.
On the next page are some pencil sketches, next to which are densely packed letters:
"Solid geometry? Ma'am, I'm not very good at this, but you've chosen the coordinate system and reference points, and I don't think it's too difficult to unravel this."
He picked up his notebook and sketched a few auxiliary lines. After coming to this world for half a year~www.mtlnovel.com~ these skills are not new to him.
"very nice."
The witch nodded again, and finally turned to the last page:
"Look at this, I think this might be a little difficult."
Xia De continued to look, and found that the things written in cursive letters on the notebook were very familiar:
"Morse Unfolding?" (Chapter 201)
In Outlander's hometown, this is actually called a Taylor expansion.
"You know this?"
The young witch was really surprised this time, Xia De nodded:
"In the summer, I participated in several academic lectures and reports held in the Tobesk University area. Unexpectedly, you also know this."
Miss Silvia looked at him carefully:
"You are much smarter than the girls of the Anjou family. I have always believed that learning mathematics can make the way of thinking of ring warlocks more rational, logical and organized. Besides, basic mathematics, geometry, and ritual studies have always been inseparable .”
She put away her notebook:
"Mr. Hamilton, you are very nice, and now I can ask this question - are you interested in being my apprentice?"
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