I am a nobleman in England

"Snapped--"

Arthur leaned on the pillow of Chuangtou, holding a bright soup ladle in one hand and an egg in the other hand, squatted lightly, put down the spoon, began to peel the eggshell, looking down at the half-opened newspaper.

"Yesterday's heavy rain did not cause trouble to the manor?"

"There is no major trouble, but a big tree was struck by lightning. Today, someone will take it away..."

Arthur raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his head to look at Paul, the housekeeper standing aside. Although the cover was very good, he could still see a touch of sadness on Paul's face.

"Is there any story about that tree?"

"..." Paul groaned slightly, and said with emotion: "The tree was planted in 1805 and planted by Colonel Balwin, Earl of Bolin at the time. 204 years have passed since then. ."

"Well, that would be really a pity." After Arthur was taken aback for a while, he also said with regret, "When they come to transport away, let me know, I want to go over and take a look."

"As you wish, Earl." The butler Paul said with a smile and leaned forward, seeming to think of something, and then said again: "Your father values ​​these trees with a long history and a century of history. He often said a word," Planting a tree that you can't enjoy the shade of green is the essence of civilization.'"

Arthur nodded silently and took a bite of the egg. There is no way, what can be done without being silent, his cheap daddy is so philosophical in everything he says, what else can he say, he can only eat honestly.

"Ok?"

After eating the egg in one bite, Arthur wiped his hands with a napkin, picked up the newspaper and read it carefully, "The U.S. dollar has skyrocketed. Spot gold fell below the thousand yuan mark.

Spot gold was quoted at US$996.80 ounces.The central banks of major countries, including the Federal Reserve, announced plans to cut some emergency lending tools, which stimulated the dollar to surge across the board and triggered a flood of selling into the gold market. As a result, spot gold prices fell sharply at midday in New York on Thursday and fell below $1,000 ounce pass.

Although the price of gold has retraced rapidly, it is still one step away from the 18-month high of $1023.85 ounces last week and the record high of $1,030.80 ounces set in 2008.

...The weakness of the US dollar is the catalyst for the recent surge in gold prices. The US dollar is expected to weaken further before the end of the year. Therefore, there is plenty of room for gold prices to rise in the fourth quarter."

Time is getting more and more urgent!

Seeing the gold price pullback, this is undoubtedly good news for Arthur, who is ready to invest in gold and make a fortune. However, for him who does not have the money now, it is not a urgency, and the opportunity has never been. Et al.

"When will Paul, financial adviser and James Cronin's lawyer arrive?"

"Count, they will arrive at 3 in the afternoon."

Hearing the answer, Arthur nodded, not much any more, and concentrated on eating breakfast.

After having breakfast, I changed into a blue work clothes in the cloakroom, put on a peaked cap, and went downstairs. In the workshop in the backyard of the castle, I changed a pair of rain boots, and the housekeeper Paul, who was similarly dressed , And took four black Labradors to the distant hillside first.

Except for Old Dean, who followed Arthur step by step, the other three Labradors scurried back and forth on the muddy path.

"Wow--"

"Shett, Bert, you leave the mud pit for me..." The Labrador named Bert who looked at him was standing in a pit and calling, and Arthur had a black line on his forehead, loudly Huh, Nima, you are a Labrador, not Erha!

"Wow--"

"Ha ha..."

Butler Paul watched hearing his master scold him, came out of the mud, and began to play with the other two dogs running after me. Bert couldn't help but chuckle. Seriously, this feeling is really good. As if going back to the past, he and the old earl were inspecting and walking in the manor together...

When I walked up the hillside, I saw three people and a tractor surrounding a big broken tree not far away. Arthur looked down at the SHE head, panting, and squatted down. , Gently stroke its head.

"Wang Wang-um..."

Old Dean suddenly yelled twice in one direction, and then made a soft humble sound. Arthur looked in the direction and couldn't help being silent. The hand stroking old Dean's fur became more gentle, and his face also showed a sad expression. .

"It's too old. The old earl used to take it there. It also knew that it was its final destination..." Paul the butler also said in a sad tone.

Arthur sighed slightly, patted Old Dean on the head, then stood up and looked at a small wooded depression in the distance, where the Boleyn family used to bury their dogs. "The only place is death Everlasting..."

After speaking, he stepped on the wet HUA grass and walked forward. The old dog Dean looked up at the butler Paul who was looking at it, and followed Arthur with some staggering steps. The butler Paul shook his head and sighed. Followed up.

"Buzzing—"

The chainsaw roared, the sawdust was flying, and a big tree that an adult could not embrace was cut into three sections quickly. After hundreds of years of wind and rain, it still failed to resist the ravages of thunder and lightning.

"What kind of tree is this?" Arthur asked with a slight frown, looking at the blackened part of the front end that was hit by lightning.

"This is a wild jujube tree, the texture of the tree is very strong."

Arthur’s eyes lit up slightly. The jujube tree is also called iron tree, which is extremely difficult to grow. Its root system is even better for root carving, and it is lightning strike wood. Although there should not be any feudal superstitions, he even crosses They all ran into it, and if he didn't believe in evil, he would really open his eyes and talk nonsense.

"Paul, all the materials of this tree should be preserved, and the root system should be dug out as completely as possible with tools. Don't destroy the xing felling..."

"This... Earl, that would be time-consuming and laborious, and labor costs would be high." Butler Paul looked at Arthur persuaded a bit strangely.

"I understand, but the root system of the jujube tree is the best root carving material. This is planted by the ancestors of the Bolin family. I want to make it into a home and root carving as a memorial. The death of the ROU body is not a real death. Being forgotten is the real death, isn't it?"

Arthur’s rhetorical question left the butler Paul speechless, and he could only nod his head, and then walked forward to communicate with the three workers. You know, in the UK, if it is linked to labor, it is expensive, but if it can be automated, It's cheaper.

Time is money and cost.Labor money is always the most expensive.With the reduction of the demographic dividend, I am afraid that in the future, I am afraid that I will have to accept the reality that this kind of labor is too expensive.

"600 pounds." Butler Paul walked back to Arthur with a helpless smile.

"Yes, but if the root system is severely damaged, I won't pay." Arthur nodded, turned up the volume, and said to the three people standing not far away.

"Relax, we are professional!" The three of them stood up and said confidently.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." Arthur said with a smile, and when he turned around and walked back, he said to the butler Paul: "Sign an agreement with them."

"Understood, count." Hearing Arthur's instructions, although the butler Paul did not understand why he valued this tree so much, it was undoubtedly nonsense to say that it was planted by the ancestors of the Bolling family.

In fact, Arthur was only a temporary intention, but at this time Arthur was occupied by another thing, that is, he thought of crossing into this body, the possible reason-that Silver cross!