Blackstone Code Chapter 1396: Good name

Someone vividly used one sentence to distinguish the difference between civilization and barbarism——

Barbarians eat meat with their hands, rubbing them on the hide after eating.

And civilized people eat meat with a knife and fork, and dab it on a napkin after eating.

Is there any essential difference between them?

Actually no, eating meat is eating meat, not because of how gentle and elegant you are when you eat meat, you are helping the original owner of the piece of meat in your mouth.

You're just eating meat, and no one can change that fact.

But this is also a necessary process for the development and progress of social civilization. The law gives people a sense of shame when "eating meat", so they are so civilized and make themselves look so harmless.

What is worth noting here is that they show this appearance not for the capitalists of the same level, but for those in the middle and lower classes of society.

"Although we eat meat, we are not savage."

It's amazing that the middle and lower classes of society, under the indoctrination of capitalism, have adapted to this stupid set of rules. They can ignore the nature of the development of things and follow the script written for them by the capitalists.

But this is the Federation, there is a "conspiracy atmosphere" from the capitalists everywhere, and lies everywhere!

"Anna told me that she learned a lot from you." Mr. Patou shook hands with Lynch, and the two walked aside and chatted.

Everyone here has the St. Harmony badge on their chest, and Lynch has it too, but his badge is a first-level member.

There are rules for upgrading within the Holy Peace Society, it does not mean that you have been in the organization for a long time, or you are rich, you can upgrade.

No, the system of the Holy Harmony Society is not so simple and stupid. If you want to get an upgrade here, you must have a certain number of members nominated for you, you can get the attention of the Holy Harmony Society Management Committee, and then the inspection, Finalize whether or not to give you a chance.

What are the benefits of being a Premium Member of the Holy Peace?

There are many benefits...

Lynch looked away from Mr. Patou's third-level badge, and then smiled naturally but also hypocritically, "We learn together and make progress together."

Mr. Patou was stunned for a moment, and saying such hypocritical words from Lynch's mouth not only would not give people any disgust, but a sense of self-deprecating joy.

He smiled and patted Lynch's arm, but he didn't pat Lynch's shoulder, because it was very impolite and easy to offend people.

"You're very humorous, Lynch!", he said after a pause, "After the last incident, I prepared a gift for you, and I haven't found a suitable opportunity to talk to you about this matter. If you are free, you can come to my manor."

Lynch suspects that the gift has not been born yet, it only exists in Mr. Patou's mouth, but it should be born tomorrow, so he gave Mr. Patou time to prepare the gift.

"I'm free next Tuesday."

"Then we'll meet next Tuesday and then we'll talk."

He shook hands with Lynch again, then parted.

When Lynch turned around, he saw a fat man unexpectedly.

He's wearing a nice formal suit.

A lot of times people think that fat people are funny in high society situations because their clothes make them look like a clown.

Most people's stereotype of the fat, rich man always rests on the button that's about to snap, and the belly that's perpetually shy.

But not actually.

Some tailors may cost twenty to thirty or thirty to fifty for a piece of clothing, but for some tailors, the cost of manual labor costs hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands.

A tailor is not the same as a tailor, and those "classical capitalist images" used to paralyze the nerves of the people in the lower class cannot be regarded as a real phenomenon. This kind of thing cannot happen in the upper class.

The fat man in front of Lynch's clothes is very decent, with no tight buttons. Even if he is really fat, when you see him, you won't feel that his fatness has caused any burden on his image. !

Good tailors know how to make clothes that fit, decent, and snug for the bigwigs, and that's what they do for a living.

There are really bad-minded people who don't have the opportunity to serve big people.

The fat man is still eating.

Others are naturally socializing, chatting, or expanding their contacts, but this fat man is holding a plate and starting to eat the food on the cold table.

He's like an outlier, but no one can get in here, and few are truly outliers, maybe that's how he treats his work life.

Or maybe his status is enough that he doesn't even need to be perfunctory, directly revealing that he is not afraid of being looked down upon by others.

At this time, Mr. Wardrick came over. He had just finished talking with others, and saw that Lynch had just finished talking and walked towards him.

As soon as he walked this way, there was a clear purpose, and those other people who wanted to talk to him, or to talk to Lynch, stopped temporarily.

Even in the Holy Harmony Society, classes exist.

"Who is that guy?" The two are very familiar with each other, and they almost became a family, so sometimes some boring and hypocritical greetings can be discarded.

Lynch raised his chin towards the fat man, and Mr. Wardrick turned around with a glance out of the corner of his eye, "Peleus."

"It sounds like a name from an ancient myth." Lynch took a sip from the wine glass and satirized the name by the way.

Mr. Wardrick nodded and said, "Yes, the name of the **** of war in mythology."

"Really?" Lynch looked a little surprised. Very few people... No, basically no one would name their children a god's name.

This will make many people uncomfortable. In this era of technology that is not yet considered a big explosion, theology still has a very deep soil. Even now, nearly 75% of the people in the Federation believe that God is It's true that they don't come out often.

People's exploration of nature is still in its infancy. People believe that there are splendid palaces above the sky, that there is a temple of the sea **** hidden in the bottomless ocean trench, and that there is a residence of gods and kings on the moon... /

So in an era when people still feared gods, it took more than courage to name one's own children a god.

Those fanatics will go mad because this is blasphemy!

Mr. Wardrick had a . . . mocking expression on his face, "He and your friend, Trueman, are good friends."

"What does this guy say?"

"His ancestors were the first soldiers to come to this continent, and they were also the officers with the highest rank. If the army is considered an industry, then his family holds a considerable industry in this field. , do you see what I mean?"

By the way, Mr. Wardrick also reminded, "The Vice Admiral whose freedom is temporarily restricted, you know, is one of his grandfathers."

"He has several grandpas like this..."

Lynch has always believed that people can change their destiny and overcome God's will as long as they work hard, and this has nothing to do with birth or anything.

But at this moment, he was a little dazed. Some people said that the descendants of the big family stood at the end of many people as soon as they were born.

Then this guy, as soon as he was born, he stood in the sky!

"No wonder he's so... strong." Lynch found a word to compliment him a little, as if the sarcasm in his words had never happened at all.

Mr. Wardrick likes Lynch's expression at this time, because few things can make Lynch feel frustrated, but Peleus makes him feel a clear sense of powerlessness.

But soon his helpless expression disappeared, replaced by a very special smile, confident, sunny and clean.

"Actually, he and I are considered partners and friends?"

Mr. Wardrick was helpless. He seemed to know what Lynch was thinking, then nodded, "This is your power."

"Excuse me then..."

Lynch pleaded guilty and took the initiative to walk to Peleus' side, holding a dinner plate and looking like he was going to get something.

"Can you tell me what is better?" Lynch asked suddenly.

Peleus was stunned for a moment. He looked left and right, then looked at the right, and asked with a less confident face, "Are you asking... me?"

Lynch nodded as a matter of course, "Of course, should I ask those people who pretend they are not hungry even if they are hungry?"

He pouted with a look of disdain, "I don't know if they're hungry, but I'm hungry and want something to eat."

Peleus hesitated for a moment, then pointed to a dish that was beautiful, but a little less than half of it, "This is not bad, it's delicious."

This dish... It looks like semi-circles with a diameter of about an inch are buckled on the plate, the color is also very beautiful, and there is a beautiful sauce on the side, it looks really delicious.

Lynch sandwiched one, then poured the sauce over it and tasted it, "It was really good, I can only tell it's some kind of meat, but I'm not sure what kind of meat it is~IndoMTL.com~ taste Very good too."

It's very springy, but it's not hard to refuse. When you bite the surface, the gravy and some special scented oils are released, which will bring a higher level of delicious experience!

Honestly, it's not unpalatable, and it's delicious.

"What's this?" Lynch made another.

Peleus seems to be very happy that Lynch likes the food he recommends, and even he has a lot of goodwill towards Lynch, "This is venison, and there is a finger-thick strip under the neck of the deer where it connects to the sternum. meat."

"That's where the meat comes from!"

Lynch glanced at the dinner plate again. He could already imagine that to make such a plate of meatballs, at least dozens of fawns would be slaughtered.

But who cares?

Doesn't this just reflect the value and meaning of wealth?

He ate the second meatball, then took the napkin, wiped his hands, and stretched out, "I'm Lynch..."