MTL - He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts-Chapter 13 Today's meal at Lynn's house

They walked along the street for a few minutes, and turned a corner into Mr. Lynn's house. It was a townhouse, with an elegant light gray exterior wall, polished handrails on the steps in front of the door, and well-groomed garden plants on both sides, which fully reflected the meticulous attitude of the hostess.

Mr. Lynn rang the bell.

It was Mrs Lynn herself who opened the door. She was a tall, slender woman, richly dressed, except that her face was so heavily powdered that her skin looked whiter than the string of pearls she wore around her neck.

If she is a towering yew tree, the rich Mr. Lynn is an Australian bush. It is a rare event for two species so polar opposite to be married.

"My dear, you're back, and I'm waiting for your dinner!" she exclaimed exaggeratedly, and kissed Mr. Lynn on both cheeks.

When the lawyer heard the word "serve dinner", he immediately trembled.

As if to delay the time for dinner, he deliberately introduced Duan Feizhuo and Z to his wife in protracted and complicated language.

"This is Joseph's nephew. Look, can you tell his blood relationship with Joseph at a glance? This gentleman is a policeman from Scotland Yard, Leo's benefactor..."

Mrs. Lynn scolded, "Why didn't you say that there was another guest! I'm afraid I didn't prepare so many dinners!"

"It's okay, it's enough for everyone to even out..."

There was the sound of footsteps in the house.

"Dad, why didn't you introduce me?"

A slender girl jumped out from behind Mrs. Lynn. She was about fifteen or sixteen, in a blue girls' school uniform, with thick brown hair tied in a braid with the same blue ribbon. Presumably she is the daughter of the Lynn couple.

Duan Feizhuo observed her in amazement, deeply inconceivable that the product of the combination of North American yew and Australian bushes turned out to be a slim bowl lotus. Nature is amazing.

"This is my daughter Louisa," said Mr. Lynn proudly.

Two red clouds flew onto Louisa's cheeks, "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Chester, your uncle has always taken good care of our family..."

She shyly held out her hand to Z.

Z is indifferent.

"I don't even know when I changed my name." He said coldly.

"Huh?" Louisa was taken aback.

Duan Feizhuo coughed awkwardly, "I am Leopold Chester."

Louisa looked from him to Z, let out a strange whimper, and covered her flushed face.

"Father! Why don't you say anything! It's a shame!" she shouted embarrassingly.

Mr. Lynn was very wronged, "Didn't I tell you that Leo is a young man?"

"Am I very old?" Z was not very happy.

Louisa said, "But you say he's a handsome young man! I thought—"

"Sorry, I'm not very handsome." Duan Feizhuo said sadly.

It was Mrs. Lynn who rescued the group from embarrassment.

"Why don't we have dinner? It doesn't taste good when it's cold." She said as she pushed the embarrassing daughter into the hall.

Duan Feizhuo swore that he heard Mr. Lynn say in a weak voice that his wife couldn't detect, "It sounds like it tastes good when it's hot."

A group of people sat down at the dining table, and an elderly maid brought out shiny silver plates from the kitchen. There were some dark things in the plates, which looked like burnt wood floating in the mud.

"Because there are guests coming today, I will cook myself." Mrs. Lynn looked at her guests expectantly, hoping to hear compliments from them.

Mr. Lynn hurriedly handed a full plate to Z, and enthusiastically persuaded, "Please try my wife's special dishes!"

Duan Feizhuo finally understood why Mr. Lynn so enthusiastically invited Z to join the family dinner—one more person, and the portion of the dark food served to each person would be reduced.

"Honey, you can eat something too." Mrs. Lynn put another plate in front of Louisa.

"I'm on a diet, Mom, or I won't be able to wear that new dress." Luisa refused her mother's kindness confidently.

It's a very good excuse, but it's a pity that men don't use it.

Mr. Lynn put the dark dish into his mouth with a tragic expression. Duan Feizhuo saw tears in his eyes.

Under Mrs. Lynn's urging eyes, Duan Feizhuo also picked up the fork with difficulty, inserted a charred object from the plate, and put it into his mouth.

Perhaps it was because he had no expectations from the beginning, the taste of the food was not as bad as he had imagined. He thought it would be like eating mud (don't ask him why he knows what mud tastes like), but the taste is actually okay.

Of course, this may also be because his taste buds have been completely destroyed by bibimbap.

Mr. Lynn and Louisa saw him swallow a big mouthful of dark food without changing his expression, and showed a mixture of shock and admiration at the same time.

And when they witnessed Z elegantly sweeping away a whole plate of food, they couldn't wait to bow down at his feet.

"You...how do you feel?" Mr. Lynn asked cautiously.

"Very good. I haven't had such a decent meal in a long time." Z pushed the empty plate away.

"I'm not asking about food, but about your health."

Z looked at Mrs. Lynn, "Can you give me some more?"

Now everyone looked at Z as if they were looking at a saint who fell from the sky, full of awe.

"Louisa, you haven't told us about your time at school yet." Mrs. Lynn asked her daughter as she brought a new dark dish.

Luisa ate less than birds, Duan Feizhuo looked at her enviously.

"As usual—by the way, Ms. Nightingale came to our school to give a lecture last week."

Hearing this extremely familiar name, Duan Feizhuo raised his head subconsciously. "Lady Nightingale?"

"Yes, the famous Lady Nightingale. What's the matter?"

"I respect her very much!" Duan Feizhuo's eyes were full of longing.

It suddenly occurred to him that although there are some differences between this world and his world, most of the places are still exactly the same. He might have the chance to meet historical figures - such as Nightingale!

Maybe he should keep a little notebook with him to collect autographs...

Just as he was thinking about something, he didn't notice that Z beside him showed a painful expression that he couldn't help but notice.

"She's an amazing woman, isn't she?" Louisa said cheerfully, talking about her favorite topics to make her forget the embarrassment before. "I'm inspired by her to want to be a nurse in the future too."

"Oh, dear, I'm afraid you can't bear that." Mr. Lynn looked sad.

"I think it's all right. It's a noble profession," said Mrs. Lynn.

Mr. Lin En immediately acted accordingly, "Your mother is right, it is good for young people to suffer more."

"Tell us about yourself, Mr. Chester," said Louisa. "Papa says you are a medical doctor and have treated a lot of people!"

Duan Feizhuo felt that his past life was really lackluster. He had neither met any famous people nor had the lofty ambitions of Luisa, so he could only talk about his past when he practiced medicine without a license.

"...So, I had no choice but to amputate Mr. Roberts' legs. Since there was no anesthetic, I had to wrong him."

Lynn, his daughter, and Z stared at the coke-like meal on the plate in silence, and even the last trace of appetite disappeared.

In order to eliminate the embarrassing atmosphere, Louisa rolled her eyes and said in an exaggerated tone, "Mom, your necklace is so beautiful! I've never seen it before! Could it be that you won it by playing cards again?"

Duan Feizhuo's eyes fell on the pearl necklace on Mrs. Lynn's neck. That necklace exudes a wonderful light. Duan Feizhuo had seen pearls before, and he was sure that pearls could not emit such light.

The weirdest thing was that those rays of light seemed to appear directly in his brain, not the lights that existed in reality. Except for him, no one felt that there was anything unusual about the necklace.

Mr. Lynn was displeased, "You're playing cards again!"

"I haven't!" Mrs. Lynn said in an apologetic tone. "Do you remember Mrs. Villau, who ran a tailor shop? She borrowed thirty pounds from me. Not long ago, she said she couldn't make it, so she used the necklace to pay off the debt." I've made it! A friend of mine who owns a jewelry store says this necklace is worth at least fifty pounds!"

Mr. Lynn said to his wife, "Look at you, you look like a moneylending Jew!"

Mrs. Lynn gave her husband a sideways look, "Why do you say it so badly? This is also a way to make money!"

"If you want jewelry, just say it. Why bother playing cards! It's fine if you win, but what if you lose? Even if you make money in this way, it's not a fair thing."

"Your money comes in an aboveboard way, why have you never seen you buy me such beautiful jewelry?"

The couple chattered with each other as they glanced at me. Judging from Luisa's usual expression, this should be a common sight on their dining table.

Duan Feizhuo was not interested in listening to the husband and wife show off, but stared intently at Mrs. Lynn's necklace.

He has also seen this kind of light on the sword in the stone, does it mean that the necklace has some special power?

Is it not a thing, but a magical item?

Mrs. Lynn said that the necklace was used by a Mrs. Willow to pay off a debt. Is she a mystic?

"Where did Mrs. Wei Liu get this necklace?" Duan Feizhuo asked.

All eyes turned to him at the same time. Z's expression was particularly suspicious.

"Why are you inquiring about this?" Z asked with a frown.

Duan Feizhuo was so nervous that his throat became dry.

Z is suspicious of him! In case he slips the tongue, Z will immediately know what kind of extraordinary ability he possesses, and then find out that he is the new owner of the secret trading house! He'll be taken to jail with Pymer!

You must think of a reasonable excuse to muddle through! Duan Feizhuo's brain was spinning rapidly.