Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 200: Cairo Rose Hotel (Part 1)

Xu Jun has never learned to play the piano. When he was growing up, the piano was an expensive luxury, and ordinary students had almost no chance to touch this instrument except in the school music classroom.

But for today's heads of state, this is not a problem at all. In the memory of Jack, the biochemical man, the playing methods and knowledge of music theory of all kinds of instruments in the world are preserved. Music is the most important means of human society. As a social AI Jack, he has fully reached the level of world-class masters in instrument performance.

In the traditional education of German aristocrats, music is a very important course. How a person’s musical accomplishment directly reflects the cultural heritage of the family, and was once regarded as an important criterion for distinguishing the difference between aristocrats and upstarts. After the popularization of education for all in Germany, schools opened special music courses, and even ordinary people began to learn to appreciate classical music. This difference became not very obvious.

In the ranks of Wehrmacht officers where Junkers got together, there is a huge group of music lovers, and there is never a shortage of phonographs using vinyl records in the luggage accompanying the German troops. Of course, most of the time, the phonograph played various Nazi military anthems and recordings of the head of state speeches, but sometimes it also played the handed down works of musicians such as Beethoven, Bach, Chopin, and Wagner.

The head of state gently pressed the keys, and the sound of the piano was as clear as a mountain spring.

"Interesting." The head of state was immediately attracted by the piano's sound quality.

Xu Jun walked around to the front of the piano, but did not find any traces of the manufacturer. The place where the trademark should have been marked was inlaid with a shiny brass piece. The bronze medal is engraved with a beautiful squiggly word "for my beloved."

This is obviously a custom made as a gift. The exterior looks not very gorgeous. It should be just an ordinary household piano. There are countless factories and workshops in Europe that can make this kind of piano. With this little clue, it is difficult to determine which one is the product.

The head of state pressed several keys in succession and played a short syllable.

"Bechstein?" Xu Jun turned his head and looked at Weierle.

"It sounds a lot like my head of state." Weierle replied with his chin in his hand. He is not very proficient in this. It would be great if Lieutenant Colonel Kirsten was there. She is an expert in this area. .

"This is a "Pleyel"." At this moment a strange voice intervened.

Xu Jun and Weierle hurriedly followed the prestige, only to see a well-dressed old gentleman standing at the entrance of the lounge.

"It turned out to be Pleyel, but I didn't expect the sound quality of French pianos to be so clear." Xu Jun said with a smile.

"It's like hitting silver, your honorable head of state." After finishing speaking, the visitor bowed respectfully to Xu Jun.

This person seems to be over sixty years old. His dark brown hair should have been dyed. He has a very old-school hairstyle. He has a two-pronged beard on his lips and is wearing a black tuxedo. Inside is a white hard-collared shirt with a small black bow tie tied between the collar, a pair of light gray straight trousers on the lower body, a pair of pointed leather shoes on the feet, and the toe toes are polished to show people.

"Do you know me?" Xu Jun tilted his head and looked at the gentleman in front of the door.

Although there is a stranger standing in front of him, Xu Jun is not worried about his safety at all. This building has been requisitioned by the SS. Although Randolph is usually off the line, he will never let go of any A suspicious person. Then this person should be the service staff of the hotel itself. From this person's dress like a housekeeper, Xu Jun guessed that it should be a senior staff such as a lobby manager.

"For a while, the Cairo newspaper will publish your photo every day, my dear head of state." The old man walked into the lounge and stood within a distance that would not offend Xu Jun and his entourage. Slightly bowed again to bow to Xu Jun.

"This is not a skill that can be mastered by training." Xu Jun noticed this detail, and he couldn't help sighing secretly.

"The newspaper must portray me like a demon," he said half-jokingly.

During the fierce war in Europe, the British media and often published news that discredited Xu Jun. It wasn't until half a month before the British landing that they began to slow down. At that time, the German landing in England was a foregone conclusion. The British had to start to consider the possibility of defeat in the British Empire. People always have to leave a way for themselves.

"Indeed, the media always have to stand on their own country, and I believe the head of state can understand it." The old man replied indifferently.

This kind of attitude of neither humble nor overbearing, Xu Jun has rarely encountered now, which made him become interested in the identity of the old man.

"You know my identity, but I don't know your name, which is obviously not fair." Xu Jun said with a smile.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t expect to see a distinguished guest like you here, the head of state. I forgot to introduce myself for a while. I’m the restaurant director of this hotel, Bourne Fett, you can call me Byrne." Byrne Fett leaned his chest respectfully.

"Are you a German?" Xu Jun asked.

"British, Your Excellency, it's just that my mother is from Austria. She taught me to speak German since I was a child." Fett replied.

"You speak German very well, Bourne." Weierle interjected.

"Thank you for your compliment, Lord General."

"Please sit down, Mr. Fetter." Xu Jun pointed to the seat in front of him.

"Excuse me, I'm still on duty, and in front of the guests..."

"You don't need to be restrained in front of me. Besides, isn't the guest's request the most important, Mr. Fetter." Xu Jun waved his hand.

"Then I'll be presumptuous, Lord Führer." Fett sat down on the chair~IndoMTL.com~ You said this piano is "Pleyel"? Why is there no mark on it? "Xu Jun took out a cigar from his pocket.

"There is a romantic story behind this piano." Byrne Fett turned his wrist like magic, and a shiny cigar lighter appeared at his fingertips.

"Really?" Xu Jun smiled and took his cigar.

"Yes, Your Excellency, this starts with the first generation owner of this hotel." Fett swiftly lit a cigar for Xu Jun, flipped his wrist again, and the burning lighter disappeared.

"Sir Robert Wilhelm Durant, a true English gentleman, people like him are rare now. Just forty years ago, this Sir gave up his experience in England. I came to Egypt with all my property and built this hotel in Cairo. You can see that the owner is very attentive in construction, and all the components are made of the best materials, and some of the wood is from the UK Shipped." Fett pointed to the surrounding carved walls and ceiling.

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