Chapter 158 Drinks and Past Events
Andre's suggestion immediately opened up Jiang You's mind. What if there's not enough space? Expand outward!
If the brewing part is moved next door, the entire area behind the kitchen can be freed up to be transformed into several elegant small private rooms... No, no, wouldn't it be better to just renovate the second and third floors next door and make a few private rooms?
Directly build an external staircase and balcony leading to the second and third floors, which can not only bypass the brewing area on the first floor, but also plant beautiful flowers such as roses on the balcony to enhance the dining experience of guests.
The space over there is large and quiet, so there is no need to worry about the nobles making a fuss and refusing to associate with the common people, or being picky about the small private rooms that require passing through the kitchen and have a cramped space.
"It's a big project..." Although she said this, Jiang You had already arranged the layout of the next door from the garden to the third floor in her mind. After imagining the future, she made up her mind: "Then I'll trouble you to pull some strings and ask for the price."
"Leave it to me." After finishing the second glass of wine, Jiangyou mixed another glass of lychee rose sparkling wine, which also received high praise. She took out her business diary and carefully wrote down the recipes for the three wines, preparing to teach them to the new chef tomorrow.
However, speaking of the Winchester Clerk, Jiang You was reminded of the aristocratic couple who had a crush on each other. She chuckled, "That noble lady was really interesting. I don't know how she managed to eat so much food with such a petite body."
"Vivian?" Andre, who had heard about this from Jericho before, suddenly laughed as if recalling something. "Don't be fooled by her cute appearance. She's not some spoiled brat or doll... You know, we met because she insisted on learning martial arts and fighting spirit despite her father's objections, and that's why she came to my teacher, Count Saka, for help."
"Oh?" Jiang You, curious about the gossip, came over and leaned his chin on the bar. "She knows martial arts?"
"Yeah, I learned that from my sworn brother." After his third glass of wine, Andrei seemed a little tipsy. Lost in his memories, he couldn't stop talking. "If she dropped her mask of reserve, she'd probably pick my brother up and swing him around a few times."
Jiang You: "OwO? Pick it up? Swing it around a few times?"
Was her nonexistent ear failing again? Why did she seem to hear some strange verbs?
Maybe it was the intoxicating sweet wine, the gentle orange candlelight in the room, the reminiscences of the past sparked by meeting an old friend, or the pleasant and relaxing nature of being around this skeleton, but Andre couldn't help but feel like telling a story.
He sipped the lychee rose sparkling wine, and followed his memory, talking about whatever came to his mind, recounting the interesting events of the three of them meeting in childhood and his parents' family background. Although they were all incoherent childhood anecdotes, Jiangyou listened with great interest and pieced together Andre's past in his mind.
Andre's father was a collateral relative of King Huntington's branch. In terms of family genealogy, he could be considered the king's half cousin.
The reason for using the word "approximately" is because, since King Huntington's grandfather's generation, there has been a tradition of picking up orphans from the battlefield and casually registering them in the family tree as bastards. In those days, every Grand Duke of Huntington, along with their descendants and families, was a knight of the kingdom, fighting against the Rock and Iron Giants and defending the land.
These kingdom knights were stationed on the frontiers year-round, and many of them married women from the local villages and had children. These children were either raised in the villages or in the army, to be trained as the next generation of knights.
The battlefield was a harsh place, with Iron Giants often attacking villages in droves. Even the bravest knights could not guarantee they would return alive. After all, everyone was like a half-brother on the battlefield, so they swore an oath that if they found an orphan on the battlefield, they would raise him as their own.
If the children remember their own names and their parents' surnames, they will call themselves uncles and take care of them until they grow up; if the children are too young and don't know anything, they will be regarded as their own children and recorded in the family tree. In short, they are all citizens of the Principality of Huntington.
Because of this close yet distant relationship with the king, coupled with his own exceptional strength, Andre's father was highly regarded by the king and now serves as a powerful general in the Duchy of Huntington. His wife, Andre's mother, was the High Priestess of the Lunari Cult, Annina de Dresden. She was not only a high priestess of the Lunari Cult, but also a countess with real power and territory.
Andrei had been with his parents since childhood, traveling back and forth between the Moon Worship Church and frontier military camps, leading a life of wandering. His parents loved their son dearly, but their busy official duties meant they couldn't spare the time or energy to properly educate him, so they could only entrust him to the care of servants and their subordinates to help discipline him.
So Andre spent many years in the Moon Worship Church, playing with cats and dogs, learning to speak from the children of the believers, and running around in the frontier military camps, riding a big black dog with a wooden sword. Although he did not grow up badly, he did not receive many days of formal education.
Count Saka de Modor and Andre's parents were old friends. Seeing this, they couldn't bear to see it and offered to help these two busy people teach the child. So Andre became Count Saka's disciple, moved to Count Saka's manor to settle down, and lived a stable and hard-working life for several years.
It was there that Andre met Winston and Vivian.
When Andrei and Winston met, they were both little kids wearing open-crotch pants. Winston was still teething, and his front teeth had just fallen out, leaving him with severe air leakage. He couldn't pronounce the voiced consonants in Andrei's name, so he could only call him "Adler, Adler," which annoyed Andrei for a while.
But later on, it became a nickname between brothers.
Vivian arrived even later. This little girl was much younger than them, but she was born with great strength. On the first day she came to the martial arts training ground wearing a pink bubble skirt, she knocked Andre, who was sparring with her, to the ground, leaving him with a bruised face. He didn't understand what had happened for a long time.
"The pinker she wore, the harder she hit." Andrei still feels a pang of pain when he thinks back on those days. "The first lesson I learned from her was to never be deceived by appearances." He tapped the glass lightly with his index finger. "Just like this wine: it looks pink and tender, tastes sweet, but it's actually quite intoxicating."
Takumi scratched his cheekbone and added to the business log: "For the locals, the alcohol content seems too high and needs to be diluted again."
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