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Chapter 256 Gardener

James said as he tapped the wooden stake with burrs under his butt, and smiled miserably, "I bought this house just because I wanted this tree. Now the house has not been repaired, but the tree is gone."

A young man named William looked at the tree and thought that it must be a hundred years old tree. He couldn't even guess how tall the tree was in the past, but now the tree is gone, leaving only a huge stump.

He looked up at the house behind James, a standard old noble stone house with a wide garden, and a few beautiful servants' houses and stables outside. It seemed that the renovation of the main house was continuing, with half of the windows facing east of the three-story small stone building with glass.

The house to the west is still made of old-fashioned wooden blinds.

William had seen too many such houses when he walked all the way from Stratford-upon-Avon to London.

The mansions that you live in normally appeared almost in this century. In the past, the nobles had to live and die today and tomorrow, and they all had to live in military fortresses to feel safe. In this century, the country became increasingly peaceful, and raising sheep and shearing became a profitable business, which led to a decent house.

However, building a house is difficult. Like gambling, alchemy, litigation, and luxury, it is a good choice for a loser and no descendant.

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Just like James' house now, there are twelve or three rooms on the top, bottom, inside and outside, and he plans to build a corridor outside. The corridor is the latest trend in the construction industry in England.

Before this trend appeared, the poor did not distinguish between rooms. If there were guests in a room, they would be the living room, if they wanted to eat, they would be the restaurant, and if they had to sleep, they would be the bedroom.

The rich have several houses, some eat and some sleep, and they are obviously of higher grade.

Nowadays, people have a wealth of life and have a need for privacy, so they must build corridors and separate the houses.

Like this yard, it is obviously the house of the nobles in the past. Otherwise, ordinary people would not have the leisure to set up gardens outside the house, and they would not have used so many rooms to entertain guests.

William asked, “Why cut trees?”

"Zhao En from the timber factory is acquiring."

William was puzzled by the obscure name: "Zhao Eun?"

"Yes, his name was John before. When the Ming army entered the city, his daughter was in the city. Later, he made a coffin for the Ming army and asked someone to change his name to Zhao En, so he would be good."

James's praise is not very sincere in his tone, but he is indeed a little envious: "There are also purchasing wood in other places, but those people settle in pennies, and only Zhao En can get Tongbao and Daming's money."

William frowned and involuntarily expressed his contempt in his tone, but he was covered up as soon as he spoke, saying, "They came from a distance and will be repelled soon, right? What are their legal principles?"

"Legalism... William is still a Frenchman."

James laughed mockingly and said, "Of course it was William the Conqueror, not William Shakespeare in front of him."

"I know, in your letter, you said that this time you came to London not only for refuge, but also hoped to make a name for a nobleman and apply for the title of gentleman for your father, so the queen fleeing north made you angry."

"But to be honest, I think the Ming people may not leave anymore. If you insist on getting the medal, it is best to find a way to get the Ming officers to accept you."

James extinguished the cigarette and spread his hands and said, "I have a nephew living in Winchester. Everyone was sent to the fields by the Ming army. Many people joined the Ming army's troops for this. There are recruits in various places called Prie, Winchester, Bath, and Yoville Battalion being trained. They are much more powerful than you think."
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