"Forty years ago?" Xu Jun looked around and said that the house had indeed been a bit old.

Queen Victoria was still alive in 1900, and her empire of the Sun never set was at its peak.

That year, several important historical events that had far-reaching influence occurred in the world, such as the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China, and the great powers forced the Qing government to sign the "Xin Chou Treaty". Since then, China has completely become a semi-colonial and semi-feudal country. The Boxer indemnity of 450 million taels of silver almost took the energy of the Qing government, and the disappointment of the people with the Qing court eventually triggered the Xinhai Revolution eleven years later.

That year, the famous Boer War entered the third stage of the cruelest period. The reputation that the lobster soldiers had finally accumulated was exhausted in this infamous war. Many historians believe that the decline of the Sun-Don't Set Empire began at that time, because just after the Second Boer War, the British Empire stopped its uninterrupted pace of foreign expansion for decades. The cabinet decided to hand over the power of overseas territories to the various autonomous regions, and then shifted the national strategic focus back to Europe, and began to fight the rise of the Second German Empire. As a result, fourteen years later, the terrible World War I broke out. Although the British Empire finally won, the Sun-Don't Set Empire has been in a slump since then and there is no longer the heroic spirit of spreading all over the world.

That year Nietzsche died. The talented philosopher, the great thinker who shouted "God is dead", passed away in the arms of his loved ones. I am afraid he would not even dream of his philosophical thoughts being absorbed and used by an Austrian in the future. Thirty-three years after Nietzsche's death, Hitler sat on the throne of the head of the German Empire.

Himmler was born in 1900. The national leader of the SS, who became famous in Europe in the future, was as innocent and cute as other newborn babies. In the same year, Planck published his quantum theory in a magazine, and a brand new discipline was born. Quantum physics allowed humans to understand and understand the world more clearly, but at the same time it also opened a door to the wasteland world.

In 1900, a small British nobleman abandoned everything in China and only brought his housekeeper and two followers to Cairo, the distant Egyptian capital, and spent a lot of money to buy the land in the city center and build a hotel on it. Compared with the events mentioned above, this was really a trivial matter, but for this jazz, it was the beginning of a new life.

"The housekeeper who followed Sir Durant back then was my father." Fitt said: "My family began to serve the Durant family when George III was reigning. It has been five generations before and after, and I am the sixth generation."

"George III? That's almost a century." Xu Jun said with a cigar in his mouth.

"It's true, Master." Fetter's face was filled with a little pride.

At that time, most of the butlers of the British nobles were hereditary businesses, but very few of them could last for more than three generations. Such as their family who served the same home for more than a century can be considered a rare existence.

"This can't be considered a housekeeper anymore, he's just a retainer." Weirler thought to himself.

"I thought it was well-trained, but it turned out to be a family-learning source." Xu Jun's perspective on the problem was somewhat different from that of the Chief of Staff.

"Cairo Rose has been doing well since the day it opened. Jazz has a good vision. At that time, there was almost no truly British hotel in Cairo. The services we provided were first-class in Egypt. Jazz's goal was to allow all travelers who stayed in Cairo Rose to get the same service and enjoyment as they did in London." Fitt continued to introduce.

"Sir Durant is indeed a smart person, this is a very successful business case." Xu Jun nodded and said.

"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Bob."

"But what does this have to do with this piano?" Xu Jun pointed at the piano with a cigar.

"Hissar Master, please listen patiently to me." Fitt straightened his waist slightly, and then continued to tell: "That was the tenth year that the Jazz had arrived in Egypt. Cairo Rose has become the highest hotel in Cairo. There are endless guests coming to Egypt for fun or treasure hunting. Cairo Rose has become the first choice for VIPs. At that time, guests had to book six months in advance, and they may not be guaranteed to get a room." Speaking of this, Fitt's eyes were shining, and his sense of pride was almost overflowing from his nostrils.

"That summer, Jazz met the man he was destined to be, Miss Ally de Rachel." Fette's eyes turned to the wall, with a figure hanging on it.

"The painting is Miss Rachel. I still remember the first time I saw her. At that time, I had just taken over my father's class and became the seventh-generation housekeeper of the Durant family. I was still very young at that time." Fette's eyes were a little dissipated, as if he had been immersed in memories.

"At that time, many people came to Egypt to visit treasures, especially the children of noble families, who had both time and extra money. Miss Rachel came to Egypt for fun with her friends she met in the salon. She was an extremely cheerful and lively lady with a smile on her face all day long." When Fette said this, a warm smile appeared on her lips.

At this moment, many German officers and soldiers had gathered in this lounge, including officers of the guard flag team who came to escort after hearing the news, agents of the Security Bureau who were preparing to come to see the head of state, and the head of state personal adjutant holding a teapot tray. Everyone was consciously keeping quiet to avoid affecting the head of state's mood when listening to the story.

Xu Jun raised his head and waved to Diesenhofen, who was standing beside him, signaling him to put the teapot on the tea table in front of him.

"Let's drink some tea first, Mr. Fitt. I just don't know if you are used to Chinese green tea. This is a gift specially given to me by the Chinese national leader." Xu Jun introduced.

"Thank you very much, Master, I like Chinese tea very much. This smell should be "scaring fragrance" produced in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River." Fette sniffed the tea fragrance in the air and said to Xu Jun with a smile.

The German head of state hadn't reacted at first, but then he realized that the British finally spoke a standard Suzhou dialect.

The Head of State was a little confused at first. Is this person in front of me an exception or is it such a monster? However, Xu Jun subconsciously felt that it should be the former. He met the British royal chief at Buckingham Palace. That guy didn't even speak German smoothly, let alone Chinese dialect.

ps: Chapter 2 is here, it’s midnight in a blink of an eye, and I will continue tomorrow. Thank you for your support.
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