Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 28: Judging a hero by his strengths and weaknesses!
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Goethe was awakened by Swart on time.
No nightmares.
Two hours of deep sleep completely restored Goethe's energy.
In the bathroom, Goethe washed and changed his clothes carefully.
The visit at three o'clock this afternoon was of vital importance to him.
'Extraordinary language'!
If you want to understand the unknown, what could be faster than learning the unknown language?
Of course someone teaches this language!
Goethe understood this truth well.
Moreover, to learn from each other 's knowledge, it is natural to call the other person teacher - and in the concept of my hometown, "teacher" has a very special meaning.
So, Goethe was very serious.
From shirts and vests to trousers, leather shoes, jackets, windbreakers and top hats, everything is brand new.
Purchased from the Pinewood Avenue Finished Goods Store.
A new oak cane was included.
The total cost was 12 gold grams.
If Goethe had not known that Swart would not dare to embezzle his money, he would have thought that the other party had withheld it.
“It’s so expensive!”
Goethe evaluated in his heart, and then he couldn't help but think of the one and a quarter coppers per pound of black bread.
Obviously, these are almost two different worlds.
A well-dressed gentleman cannot possibly understand the hard work of a laborer.
The workers can only fantasize about the lives of gentlemen.
Maybe……
All rice bowls are worth gold, right?
Goethe touched his collar and cuffs.
Solid workmanship and good fabrics.
"Don't worry, James and James Tailors won't fool you. It took them 30 years to build up their current reputation. Although old James' eyesight is not good anymore, young James has inherited his craft perfectly."
"If you can, I suggest you get one custom made. Although ready-made ones are convenient, sometimes custom ones fit better and are more suitable for some salons."
"besides!"
"The cane they gave me was given to me out of respect."
After making the suggestion, Swart looked like he was seeking credit.
Then, without waiting for Goethe to speak, the sheriff came over and asked in a low voice.
"Sheila, do you want to moisten it?"
This isn't the first time the sheriff has asked.
In fact, ever since the sheriff knew that Sheila had come to his office, especially when he found that the items in the middle of his desk had been pushed to the sides and to the ground, leaving just enough space for a person to lie down, he confirmed something.
Then?
The sheriff was sad for a moment.
Then, there is a strong curiosity.
This curiosity not only dispelled his sadness, but also made him willing to run errands for Goethe.
After all, he had never heard where Ms. Sheila spent the night.
"Run."
Goethe responded casually.
Swart clenched his right fist and hit the palm of his left hand.
"Sure enough!"
"Let me tell you, the first time I met Sheila..."
The sheriff immediately became interested and was about to make a long speech, but Goethe did not listen.
He is in a hurry.
He went straight out of the police station and borrowed the police carriage.
Goethe went straight to 10 Rue de Fevres.
Number 10 Febri is close to the tree-lined street, with good public security and well-dressed pedestrians on the street.
Especially the ladies holding parasols are becoming more and more numerous here.
Along the way, Goethe saw many signs and hung them under the doorplates.
'Ella Camellia Room'
'Xili Craft Workshop'
Something like this.
At 10 rue de Fevres, there is a sign under the door that reads 'Mrs. Burns's Classroom'.
Goethe felt as if he had walked into a street of "cram schools" in his hometown.
However, compared to my hometown where everyone looked solemn, as if they were going to a battlefield, it was much better here. Everyone was smiling, except...
Kyle.
The other person was also dressed in formal attire, wearing a top hat and holding a cane in his hand.
Before seeing Goethe, he was smiling and rejecting a lady's friendly approach.
After seeing Goethe, his face immediately turned cold.
It was as if Goethe owed him 100 gold grams.
"You're almost late!"
When Goethe walked up to him, the other party became even more sarcastic.
"If you can see the clock on the side of the road, the time is 2:45. I arrived 15 minutes early."
Goethe pointed with his cane at the clock on the side of the road.
There are similar standing clocks on Pine Forest Avenue and near Fevres, but they are not the kind of bulky table clocks. Instead, they are supported by a thin iron rod with a round clock on top.
Winding by a specialist.
It can provide better convenience for people who go out.
But there are none in the pine forest district and the tree-lined district.
The original city hall wanted to be established, but was rejected by the people of the two neighborhoods.
Because they think pocket watches are more practical.
Or rather...
Pocket watches are expensive enough.
"As a gentleman, it is basic etiquette to arrive half an hour early."
Kyle snorted.
Then, he raised his eyebrows when he saw Goethe pointing his cane at the clock.
"It is not right for a gentleman to behave so rudely."
The other party said.
"Rejecting a lady is gentlemanly behavior?"
"Or..."
"Are you deliberately rejecting him in order to attract more ladies and prove your charm?"
Goethe fought back.
Although the two should be in the same camp, the other party's indifference when they first met and the current impoliteness made Goethe understand that the other party may not be an enemy, but definitely not a friend.
Moreover, there must be some connection that he is unaware of.
This should be related to "interests".
His appearance infringed upon the other party's interests, even if he was not aware of it!
Otherwise, Goethe couldn't understand why the other party did this.
After all, the other party doesn't look like a fool or a madman.
Therefore, Goethe had no intention of giving in at all. He was not the kind of person who would face others with a smile after being treated coldly.
This is everyone’s first time as a human being, why should I give in to you?
"Even if it's my second time, I can't give in."
Goethe added silently.
"nonsense!"
Kyle scolded, but the next moment he was a little afraid to look Goethe in the eye, so he turned and walked towards the doorbell.
Ding, ding ding.
Kyle turned a hanging handle, and a bell rang inside 10 Feffer Street.
After a moment, a middle-aged butler came out.
"Is it Master Goethe and Master Kyle?"
The middle-aged butler asked.
When the two nodded, the butler opened the gate and welcomed them in.
"Madam is still teaching other young people."
"You can wait in the living room for a while."
"Would you like tea or coffee?"
The butler led the two to the sofa in the corner of the living room, then bowed and asked.
"Tea."
"water."
Goethe was talking about tea, Kell was talking about water.
As the butler left to prepare the drinks, Kyle sneered again.
"When your host asks for drinks, don't refuse, and don't ask for overpriced drinks, which will annoy your host - especially if it's your first visit, and it's not gentlemanly."
"Hypocrisy is what a gentleman does?"
Goethe asked back.
On the surface, Goethe looked disdainful, but secretly, he frowned slightly.
Because, in his 'memory', there was no such 'ritual'.
In other words, no etiquette has been accepted.
You know, the Wayne family is not rich.
Although he was richer than the average family and could hire a tutor to teach him how to read and write, he only took a brief etiquette lesson and Goethe replaced it with a practical lesson.
As for the real etiquette teacher?
Given Wayne's family financial situation, he was not hired.
And Kyle?
Obviously well educated.
Compared with his opponent, he has no advantage, but rather many disadvantages.
In such a comparison, it is self-evident who "Mrs. Pence" will favor.
And Goethe knew very well what would happen when a student caught the favor of his teacher.
No need to start cooking directly.
An occasional word or two of advice is enough.
How to reverse the disadvantage?
Goethe picked up the tea and drank while thinking.
Seeing this, Kyle smiled.
"It seems that some people are really not gentlemen."
"I haven't even taken the basic etiquette courses seriously."
Kyle said as he elegantly picked up the water glass and drank the water silently in small sips. Then he took out his pocket watch and saw that there were still five minutes left. He stood up and asked the housekeeper about the bathroom.
He planned to deal with some personal issues before class.
It's not a gentleman's thing to ask for leave in the middle of your first class.
Goethe followed in calmly.
The bathroom in the house is large enough for teaching and is clean.
There are also three urinals in a row.
Kyle chose the last one. He saw Goethe coming in and didn't say hello. But when Goethe chose the middle one and stood next to him, Kyle frowned.
"This is not a gentleman's behavior!"
Kyle protested.
Goethe seemed not to have heard it. He first glanced at it with the corner of his eye, and after confirming it, he turned his head openly and looked down, and then -
“Tsk.”
After saying this, Goethe shook deliberately.
Suddenly, Kyle was struck by lightning.
In an instant, the bright bathroom became dim.
Then, Goethe exclaimed.
"Kyle, you peed on my shoe!"
