Charles hit the ground with a stick, glanced at Allen sideways and said: "What you call a little lesson is to kill her assistant and paralyze her. This is really a little lesson."

"Ah haha, just like that, I deliberately kept her alive so that she could repent for the rest of her life!"

Charles had a disgusted look on his face, so why should he repent for the rest of his life?

"You are quite good at playing. You go up and put your hat on the Irish. When will the Irish do this kind of thing? Huh?"

"Ah, Your Highness, that's what I thought. Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, you know, right? If I don't be more ruthless this time, I won't be able to answer questions like this again if any reporter with no brains asks me this kind of question."

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"I don't care whether you are ruthless or not, but you can't do it in a low-key manner? Do you have to use a gun? Ah?!"

When Allen heard this, he stopped talking and looked like he was cutting meat. He had finished explaining, so do whatever you want!

"You!!!"

Charles had a look of hatred on his face. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Allen and said, "Go away!"

"Ah? Your Highness, I haven't eaten yet, won't you let me have a meal?"

"roll!"

"Okay!"

Seeing Allen was about to leave the garden, Charles remembered that there was something else he had forgotten to explain, and couldn't help shouting: "Wait!"

Alan thought that Charles had changed his mind again and was going to let him have dinner, so he trotted back to Charles.

"Stop! Don't get too close to me. I don't want to see you."

"Yes, yes, your highness, please tell me."

Charles sighed and said, "Didn't you say you can't eat meat anymore? I'll have someone send you several carts of ingredients. They've been delivered to your house this afternoon. Okay, get out!"

"Why?"

Who cares about the ingredients you gave me? What I want is money, pounds!

Allen sniffed, saluted again, then turned and left.

Seeing Allen leaving the garden, Charles felt a little tired and reached out to hand the stick in his hand to Capel, who had been standing beside him silently.

"Did anyone gossip about what Allen did this time?"

Taking the stick, Capel heard Charlton's question and knew that Charles was asking other nobles. He thought about it carefully and said: "Your Highness, no, some people said that Lord Allen did a good job."

"snort!"

"Master, you are back."

Allen, who arrived home after nine o'clock in the evening, looked at Hu Te and asked, "Did His Highness send me something again today?"

"Yes, young master, your status in His Highness' heart is really rising day by day. His Highness can always think of you."

Hu Te didn't know what was going on yet. He thought that his young master was getting along well and was becoming more and more favored. His Highness Charles liked to give rewards to young masters. Didn't he give a prince a token a few days ago?!

"Uh huh huh"

Allen was a little embarrassed and accepted Hu Te's compliment vaguely.

"Hurry up and ask someone to make me something to eat! I haven't eaten yet."

"Oh? The young master didn't have dinner with His Highness?"

Hu Te was a little surprised, how could he come back hungry after meeting His Highness?

"Uh-huh, it's too late. I'm sorry to disturb His Highness. Go quickly."

"this"

Hu Te was a little confused: "Master is not at home, why don't you ask York to cook you some food?"

My young master likes to eat Chinese food. The Chinese cook I hired before was called Master Zong. Today I thought Allen would not come back, so he went out to do errands.

But now that the young master is back, it’s not easy to handle. You can’t go looking for someone late at night, right?

"Not at home? Where have you been?"

Allen originally wanted to go upstairs, but he stopped when he heard this. He was a little strange. Master Zong's family is in China. He works here and usually eats and lives in the manor. How can he go out?

Could it be that the old man has needs?

Thinking of this, Allen smiled and said to Hu Te: "I understand, I understand, I can understand it. Next time, just say it openly."

"No, Master, have you forgotten? Master Zong has gone to the farm to provide technical guidance, the one you mentioned."

Hu Te slashed his right hand with a knife. He was embarrassed to say obscene words, so he made a gesture to remind Allen.

"???"

"Gruck?"

"That's right, I guess."

Allen thought about it later, and it seemed that such a thing had happened.

Since coming to Britain, Allen rarely eats pork.

Firstly, it is not delicious, and secondly, the taste of pork is too strong. It is better to eat beef and mutton.

Due to some reasons in Europe, many of the pigs they raise are not castrated.

People here are used to eating it and don't think there is any problem, but Allen is not used to it.

When he ate the pork here, the taste was not that he couldn't swallow it, but he was not used to it compared with beef.

At first, he didn't understand the meaning behind this and thought it was a matter of pig breed. Later, after Master Zong came, Allen wanted to eat braised pork.

But even though Master Zong’s skills are good, the braised pork still has a fishy smell.

After a final investigation, I discovered that the pigs here are not castrated since they were young. When they grow up, they have a strong smell. In addition, the slaughtering method is different from that in China. The combination of various conditions makes the pork particularly unpalatable.

After Allen paid off his debts some time ago, he finally had some spare money on hand. The first thing he did was to renovate a small farm at home and add some new equipment, hoping to raise a batch of castrated pigs.

As for the castration technique, the grooms at home know it, but they are not very skilled in doing it for pigs. Master Zong happens to know it, and he is going to the farm today to provide technical guidance.

Because Princess Christina heard that Allen was looking for delicious pig breeds, she sent dozens of Liberian black piglets to Allen.

"Okay. Then let York make something for me, and do it well!"

"Yes! By the way, young master, the person in charge of the BBC TV station came to visit you today. You are not at home. They gave you a small gift."

Hu Te first waved to the servant next to him and told him to go to the kitchen to inform York to cook. Then he followed Allen and softly reported what happened at home during the day.

"Oh? A small gift? What is it?"

"A little pet."

"Where?"

"You go up first, I will deliver it to you in a moment."

"Send it to the study. I'll go to the study to eat. I'll also be writing something later."

"Okay, young master, you go up and I'll get the things."

"Um."

On the small stove, there was a small silver pot with a thick soup like milk, with some seasonings floating in the soup.

The servant held a colander in his left hand and a tong in his right hand. He took out the thinly sliced ​​fish fillets from the plate and put them in the soup pot. He strictly followed the instructions of Chef York, rinsed them for seven seconds, took them out, and finally put them on Ellen.

on the plate.

"Hey, this is delicious, this is delicious, York finally did not disappoint me."

Use chopsticks to pick up the fish fillet and dip it lightly in the dipping sauce. It will be very smooth and tender in the mouth and the meat will be very delicate.

Although he learned hot pot secretly, Allen felt that York's cooking skills had finally improved.

"Master, this is a little gift from the BBC."

Hu Te knocked on the door, and after Allen agreed, he walked in with a small box in his hand.
Chapter completed!