Calamity Crown

2022-02-03

Chapter 65 Lunch…?

In the early morning, Goethe, who had finished her writing task again, stretched and stood up.

Picking up the manuscript that he just finished, Goethe quickly scanned it and made sure he didn’t find any typos, then walked downstairs with the manuscript in his hand – if he couldn’t find it, it didn’t mean others couldn’t, after learning that Maria After literacy, Goethe passed the task of proofreading to his maid.

The valet still dutifully followed behind Goethe.

I didn’t go back to my room to rest until it was confirmed that Goethe didn’t tell me.

Fried eggs, toast, salad, milk.

And a bowl of…

Soup.

It was dark and filled with a grassy medicinal smell.

This is Maria’s special ‘Blood Soup’.

After he returned to No. 11 Kimmel Street three mornings ago, the newspapers in Hastings directly printed a copy of what happened at the ‘Summer Club’.

At the same time, he also brought out a book about the things that happened before without fear of blackmail and bravely resisted.

In short, Goethe’s purpose has been achieved.

A series of events made him a hit at Hastings.

In this day and age, what’s easier to gain fame than being in a newspaper?

Naturally, it is continuously published!

Especially when there are contrasts in successive reports, Goethe is destined to attract more attention!

Of course, Goethe has tried to be as unobtrusive as possible!

That’s why he chose ‘Summer Club’.

Instead of…

Banks.

Although the reputation column does not indicate whether it is positive or negative, in order to be able to contact the ‘transcender’ more smoothly and safely, Goethe chooses the positive one – in fact, when seeing the reputation column, Goethe I thought about whether to do a few major events, but finally chose to give up.

First, it violated his bottom line.

Secondly, if the ‘Secret Realm’ in front of him also has an organization similar to ‘Secret Keeper’, there is a high probability that he will not survive.

Relying on the foreshadowing in the early stage, it has been expected by Goethe so far, including some newspapers pointing out that it is difficult for him to abandon the bad habits of the nobles and so on.

For these accusations, Goethe, who has experienced the influence of some media in his hometown, is not annoyed, but rather pleasantly surprised.

He knows that the thing about ‘heat’ is not afraid of being scolded by you, but afraid that no one will care about you.

Therefore, he intends to discuss with his editor how to ‘gentlely’ rebut the accusations.

It is best to let the other party hold you for more than ten consecutive days.

Of course, not everything went as Goethe expected.

For example…

Maria’s ‘Blood Soup’.

Bitter, hard to swallow, and make food lose its original taste.

In particular, for three meals a day, Maria will prepare such a bowl.

“Maria, I have recovered completely!”

Goethe reiterated after drinking the so-called ‘blood-boosting soup’ while pinching his nose.

“Okay, master.”

The maid sitting opposite Goethe was proofreading the draft with concentrated attention, and almost subconsciously answered Goethe’s words.

There is no doubt that if there is lunch, ‘Blood Soup’ will be there.

“Maybe for lunch, go out to eat?”

Goethe thought.

And Maria spent half an hour reading the manuscript word by word.

“The host has a total of 17 typos, mainly focusing on Mr. Holmes’s address to several prisoners, which should be ‘he’, not ‘it’…”

Maria After carefully pointing out the mistakes and omissions, pick up the pen and delete them.

After Maria helped Goethe with proofreading, she was granted the right to edit.

When the revisions were completed, Maria handed the manuscript to Goethe.

“Please check again.”

“And…”

“This is an invitation from the neighbors, of whom Mrs. Wood is A very famous person on Kimmel Street, her afternoon tea and banquets are highly anticipated – her husband, Mr. Wood, owns two textile mills, a sugar refinery, and a fleet of trucks.”

The maid took out a stack of invitations and said seriously.

“Well, how long is this Mrs. Wood’s invitation?”

Goethe asked.

“This weekend starts at 6pm.”

“Okay, I’ll be there.”

Goethe nods.

Since I live on Kimmel Street as Poirot .Marple, some activities must be attended. Only in this way can I truly integrate into this environment.

Goethe is well aware of this.

“I will reply to Mrs. Wood’s maid.”

“Since you choose to attend the banquet, you should choose a small gift.”

“According to The standard value of the banquet in the past is about 20-30 yuan.”

“Do you need me to prepare it for you?”

Maria is obviously a competent maid, and these aspects can be said It’s all-inclusive.

Goethe certainly wouldn’t say no to this.

But that didn’t stop Goethe from going out for dinner.

“I have to go to the newspaper office. There are some things I need to communicate with the editor.”

“Noon, I won’t be back for dinner.”

” In the evening…”

“There is a high probability that I won’t come back for dinner.”

Goethe said, picked up the manuscript and coat and walked outside.

“Rick, go to the Daily Hessings.”

Once on the carriage, Goethe went straight to instructed.

“Okay, sir.”

The driver flicked the reins, and the carriage started immediately.

Meeting with the editor is naturally pleasant, and no editor hates the author who submits the manuscript in advance.

So, in the face of Goethe’s request for gentle communication with his accusers, he did not refuse.

“Actually, even if you don’t say Poirot, we will communicate with those guys.”

“Your “Fortuitous Encounter in the Wilderness” is very popular now, unique The writing method, the content that has never appeared before – you know, before you, for a long time, most of the adventure content was stealing cattle from the farm, fighting thieves, robbers, and the best is just some how-to skills Hide the cows and the like!”

“Now that your novel has appeared, it’s all about starting a new Sect!”

“demonhunter Holmes and his Guide Dr. Watson , it’s amazing!”

Editor ‘Merry’ said.

“So, those guys came with malice?”

Goethe was acutely aware of Merry’s unspoken implication.

“Of course!”

“Jealousy is the original sin!”

Merry is sure nodded.

“Is that so?”

“I’m sorry, please let me know if there’s a result!”

Goethe said, talking to his own Edit Farewell.

This is still what Goethe expected.

As Merry said, jealousy is the original sin.

Just hope those guys follow the rules and don’t go out of their way.

Otherwise…

He will choose to solve the problem in his own way.

Then, Goethe shook the head, threw away these annoying things, and there was only one thing left in his mind: a hearty lunch without ‘blood soup’.

“Rick, go to the highest rated restaurant in the neighborhood.”

“Okay, sir.”

The carriage travels again.

We arrived at our destination very quickly.

After inviting Rick and being politely rejected by the other party, Goethe didn’t stop, trotted over excitedly, opened the door of the restaurant, and walked straight in.

But at this time, there was a scream —

“Ahhhh!”

“Chef is dead!”

(End of this chapter)