Chapter 043: A Day at the Manor

In this day and age, a manor is absolutely a symbol of wealth.

Even in the outskirts of London, a manor was still not cheap.

But both Wang Bo and Jonathan were rich.

The trip to Hamunaptra brought back a great deal of gold, which, after being sold, made them unquestionably wealthy, so buying a manor in the outskirts of London was effortless.

On the afternoon of the day the deal was closed, Wang Bo moved into the estate.

The next day, Wang Bo named the estate... Oriental Manor!

As for the original name of this manor, Wang Bo had never bothered to remember it; anyway, from now on, it already belonged to him.

And this place counted as Wang Bo's home in this world.

At least until he returned to his original world, this Eastern manor was his home.

At seven in the morning, when Wang Bo woke up in the spacious bedroom, he felt a trace of reassurance, because he sensed that in this magical world, he had finally found a place to settle down.

Because from now on, he had a place to live and no longer needed to wander outside every day.

To be honest, ever since the first day he arrived in this world, Wang Bo had felt a very subtle sense of strangeness and vigilance.

He always felt that he was out of place in this world.

After all, he was nothing more than an outsider.

Yet after he bought this manor and moved in, that feeling of being out of place seemed to largely disappear, leading Wang Bo to sigh that he had still underestimated the sense of security a home could bring him.

This feeling of security comes from the depths of the heart.

After waking up, Wang Bo lazed in bed for a while, not getting up until 7:30. After washing up, he went to the dining room and happened to run into Laura, who was having morning tea.

"Good morning, Laura." Wang Bo walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"Good morning." Laura nodded and put down the newspaper in her hand. "How did you sleep last night?"

"Great." Wang Bo nodded vigorously. "You know, living in a big house has always been my dream. A long time ago, I wanted to wake up every day in a fifty-thousand-square-meter house with over two hundred maids serving me."

Laura couldn't help laughing. "Don't even think about a fifty-thousand-square-meter house, but you could hire two hundred maids to serve you now."

Wang Bo shook his head. "Better not. I think the maids we have now are enough."

Just then, a young woman in a maid's uniform came over carrying a breakfast tray.

"Your breakfast, master."

“Thank you.”

The estate Wang Bo purchased came with three gardeners, a dozen maids, a butler, and two chefs.

These people had worked in this manor for several years and were very familiar with the environment here.

Wang Bo kept them.

Of course, as the master of the estate, Wang Bo held absolute power over whether these people stayed or left. If anyone dared to show him disrespect, shirk their duties, or pay lip service while acting otherwise, Wang Bo would dismiss them without hesitation.

However, none of them were fools; no one looked down on Wang Bo because he was Asian.

At least on the surface, everyone was very respectful to Wang Bo.

As for other performances, Wang Bo couldn't discern anything for the time being, so he could only wait and see.

After breakfast, Wang Bo, feeling bored, began to stroll around the estate.

The estate had only been purchased yesterday, and Wang Bo was still not very clear about its specific layout. Since he had time now, he might as well take a few turns around the estate to familiarize himself with the environment he would be living in from now on.

So Wang Bo called over the head maid of the manor.

The head maid's name was Anna. She was the longest-serving maid in the manor, now fifty years old, a very kind elderly woman.

She also had great respect for Wang Bo, the new master of the estate.

Moreover, she was more familiar with the estate's environment than anyone else.

She told Wang Bo that English manors actually evolved from castles.

English manors rose in the 12th century, reaching their peak from the reign of Elizabeth I to the mid-18th century.

The reason was that from the 12th century onward, England and France ended their long-standing love-hate relationship, and the English homeland was no longer affected by war. People realized that castles consumed a great deal of stone, took a long time to build, had poor lighting, and basically had no windows on the outer walls. So they improved upon them, weakening their defensive functions.

Thus the manor of today gradually came into being.

Interestingly, in the early days, manors were generally the domains of British nobility, and at that time the relationship between the nobles and their servants was very close.

However, during the 17th and 18th centuries, as attitudes changed, the manor nobility placed greater emphasis on their own privacy. In the design of the manor, some moved the servants' quarters from the basement to the wings or rear of the main building.

Later manor lords preferred servants who came and went without a trace, who were virtually invisible, and who ideally appeared only when needed.

The Eastern Manor where Wang Bo now resides is a product of the later period.

This manor not only had a swimming pool, a study, a lawn, a geometric garden, and a huge fountain of a goddess, but also a private wine cellar and a basement.

This basement was once used for storing food, but it has now been abandoned.

In addition, the manor has a total of 50 rooms, including 5 fireplaces, 4 bathrooms, and 34 bedrooms. In the banquet hall, the large dining table is 72 feet long and 42 feet wide, capable of hosting dozens of guests at a time.

Of course, for Wang Bo, these were actually of no use.

Because Wang Bo would not have so many guests.

After a day's time, Wang Bo finally managed to take a stroll around his own estate, barely getting a look at the entire manor.

To be honest, Wang Bo was quite satisfied with this manor.

Not only was it large, but also beautiful.

More importantly, it was very comfortable to live in, and now Wang Bo had also come to experience the joy of the wealthy.

It was indeed completely different from a life of poverty.

After dinner, Wang Bo went to the bathroom to take a bath, changed into a clean pair of pajamas, returned to his room, slowly lay down on the big bed, picked up a novel, and began reading with great interest.

If there was anything Wang Bo was dissatisfied with about his current life.

There is only one.

That is, the current world is far too backward, with no computers, no internet, and no mobile phones.

There wasn't even a television.

Every evening after sunset, there seemed to be nothing else to do but read books—this was probably what Wang Bo found most unsatisfactory.

When heading to Hamunaptra, there was clearly no such feeling.

Unexpectedly, after settling down, this feeling of having nothing to do suddenly surged up.

Now, Wang Bo even suddenly began to miss modern life.

【Hey hey hey, can you hear me, can you hear me?】