sinovels Chapter 10 A good show
Chapter 10 A good show
After a long delay at the edge of the forest, the count's party returned at last.
They didn't hunt the legendary brown bear who stood up to a man's height and dragged away the horses, but they caught a large number of other prey, including colorful pheasants and geese with rare and beautiful royal blue tail feathers, and even one. It is said that the living fawn originally wanted to bring back the doe, but the doe was too seriously injured and had to be slaughtered and eaten on the spot.
This fawn became the centerpiece of my plan for Anne.
On the evening of his return, the count ordered a grand banquet to be held in the main hall.
In my opinion, this is at best a small banquet for the earl alone, and the ostentation is not even comparable to that of a baroness in Ludwigsburg. No guests invited?Don't talk about those attendants, they can only be regarded as escorts at best. If you look at it with the standards of nobles, the earl held a "small banquet for one person".
However, Kolek Manor was extremely excited from top to bottom, as if such a small banquet was the Earl's greatest recognition of their hard work, and they were very busy from the day they received the letter.
The Turkish pattern tapestries hanging on the oak paneling installed on the walls around the main hall were removed, and replaced with the recently fashionable gleaming Indian silk because they were deemed "too old-fashioned"; the glass windows and railings were scrubbed clean clean, not sparing a speck of dust between the carvings, vowing to annihilate it in the muslin that the maid immersed in water; Protective silver tableware, pure white porcelain that only appears in grand festivals, satin napkins embroidered with rose patterns in gold threads, wine glasses that can see the eyelashes of the person opposite through the glass wall, and gold-threaded silverware for pouring wine. Carved long wine jug... In short, every little thing you can think of for a banquet is prepared properly under the meticulous arrangement of the old butler and the deputy butler.
All the food at the dinner was taken from the manor’s own production and the prey brought back from this hunting, and the most important of the prey was undoubtedly the eye-catching fawn. The earl's haughty cook from Frigu Hills has a little bit of color, Kollak's cook, Father Moreau, at the instigation of me and Anne, snatched the precious fawn from the hunting team, so that Successfully reduced the former to the role of a thug and a role that can only blow his beard and stare.
It was bound to be a carnival of venison.To start the feast, Papa Moreau opted for a clear soup of celery cut into thin strips and venison, followed by smoked venison slices, venison ham and venison salami with herb salad as an edible garnish Assortment platter, the third course is a whole piece of steaming grilled venison steak, and the fourth course is the main course, which is also the proud work of Papa Morrow's great effort, using soft tender venison loin after a short barbecue , with a large stewed bone marrow meat, stewed with aromatic fine wine, mashed potatoes and fresh vegetables picked from the estate, this dish combines the common advantages of grilling and stewing , The aroma makes my mouth water.
Papa Moreau was a huge success, but his real crown jewels were yet to come.At the end of the banquet, after the common roast pheasant, creamy liver pie and jelly dessert decorated with deer antlers, which were mainly made by Old Joseph from Frigulai, the master and the attendants began to change under the influence of alcohol. When you have to be absent-minded about food, at this time, Papa Moreau's real work comes on the stage.
Because old David specifically told me not to appear in front of the earl, but not to run too far, so I accepted a job to count and manage those precious top-quality wines at any time in the small wine room next to the main hall. task, and thus was able to see the whole process of serving this great dish by observing the consumption of wine on the table:
—that was a whole gigantic stag to be carried in by four footmen!
Of course, it was not a real stag, but a giant stag pie that was more than one meter long and half a meter wide, with complete hooves and horns. It was made with hundreds of catties of flour and pastry and baked for several hours.
Seeing this huge stag pie for the first time, the attendants who surrounded the earl and were joking with each other were stunned for a moment, and then there was a "buzz", the entire main hall was filled with surprised laughter and discussions, and then gradually fell silent. After coming down, everyone looked at the count, waiting for him to speak.
The earl turned his back to me, but he could still feel the lack of interest in his voice, obviously he had seen this kind of blandishment: "What is this?"
The lead man's face was full of red, obviously excited by the earl's attention, he shouted loudly: "Long live the Higgs family! Dear master, please accept our most sincere respect!"
After he finished saying this, the stag pie standing behind him moved suddenly, which startled everyone. The bell rang, and someone sang a song of blessing in the belly of the deer.
——that's the idea I gave Anne, the six-hour bake time resulted in a huge elk standing tall, the venison patty was practically inedible inside, but when hollowed out, it was a wonderful hiding place.
The valets worked in unison to open the pie like a carriage door, and Anne, like Beauty from a closed shell, stomped down the table singing her blessing, haughtily from the stupefied chambermaids walked by.
She was dressed in a Greek-style silk gown, with tinkling silver bells on her bare feet, a garland of unopened rosebuds around her neck, and in her hand was a tribute to the count. Wait for the wine.
She dedicated the wine to the count.
"Honorable master, please accept Kolek's most sincere respect."
The count accepted the tribute with a smile, and at the same time he accepted a new female valet.
Anne got what she wanted, and after watching such a good show at close range, I slipped back to the wine room before the earl remembered my existence.
After the banquet was over, old David found me, frowning deeply.
"You guys are such a fool!" he scolded me.
"However, Frigu's gang is really too arrogant. If you don't give them some color, they might think that Kolek is really a wild place."
"You know what I'm referring to. This is not a good thing. The Earl will know sooner or later. I am only worried that what happened before will happen again. Maybe I did something wrong at the beginning. I shouldn't have let you stay, but After leaving the manor, it is an undeveloped wilderness, and I can't let you go, that is to send you directly to see God."
I watched old David sigh by the candlelight, and suddenly those nonsense sophistries couldn't be uttered.
After being silent for a while, I could only confide my plan to the old man: "I was also afraid of what happened before, so I helped Annie. You know, the Earl still remembers my 45 whips. If he remembers one day, maybe Annie can help me, beg for a favor or something."
I gave Annie the idea of the elk pie, Papa Morrow took the bait at once, and the servants held the belief of defending Kollek's honor, and everyone else was kept in the dark Here, until the pie was opened, old Davy had always thought that the hard shell of the pie contained a lamb with a geese in its belly.
And the reason why I chose to help Anne is also very simple: there is someone I know better by the earl's side, maybe, should, probably... Maybe one day I pissed off the earl again, and he could help me, right?
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I originally planned to forget about it (covering my face) I didn’t expect that there was really a cutie watching, so let’s continue writing