Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Da Bao went into the restaurant on the third floor, which mainly served French cuisine, including baked snails, beef tartare, foie gras, and duck confit, all of which looked very appealing.

It still can't compare to the French restaurant at the Peninsula Hotel in Hong Kong, but for a cruise ship, it's quite good.

Da Bao ordered one of everything. After the two waiters served the food, they planned to stay and serve Da Bao, hoping to earn a small tip. However, Uncle Qing gave them 100 francs each and then sent them away.

At first, not only did the waiters not understand why they didn't receive the service despite giving such a large tip, but the guests also pointed and whispered about Da Bao. Then they saw Uncle Qing skillfully slicing the beef, drizzling mushroom sauce over the foie gras, and cutting the confit duck into small pieces.

After the red wine was decanted and poured, everyone realized that the person had a servant with them. Since the servant was so noble, he naturally looked down on the rough and clumsy waiter.

Da Bao's every move exuded the air of an upper class, all thanks to Uncle Qing's training in royal etiquette. Every action he took made him appear so noble.

A young man, dressed in a custom-made Christian Dior waistcoat and trousers, sporting a spiky mustache, walked over arm in arm with a female companion and gave Da Bao an elegant bow.

Da Bao also stood up to return the greeting.

The young man was very polite.

"Good afternoon, sir. I am Deslie Orléans from France, and the lady beside me is Miss Susanna from the Valois family. We are both captivated by your demeanor and would like to take the liberty of making your acquaintance."

"Charlotte Qin, this is my name. It's a pleasure to meet you both. Would you do me the honor of having lunch with me?"

Da Bao had read biographies in his previous life and knew that Orléans was a French nobleman. French nobles usually used the name of their fiefdom as their surname, and Orléans was a duke.

Valois was a count, but he was also part of high society, not much different from others.

Don't think you can eat for free on a ship. That's only for first-class and first-class passengers. Second-class and third-class passengers can only eat bread with water. If you want extra food, you have to pay.

Although Da Bao doesn't speak much French, he speaks English very well, and English is a required language for French nobles.

It's clear that Daisley is pursuing Susanna, which highlights the difference between Eastern and Western cultures. The two haven't even established a relationship yet, but they're already traveling together, something that would be absolutely impossible in a new country.

When Da Bao saw Susanna, she kept staring at him. He knew that the French longed for romance and one-night stands were common. But for him, apart from Zuo Mingyue, no other woman could get close to him.

Da Bao snapped his fingers, and Uncle Qing walked over quietly, bending down and bringing his ear close to Da Bao's.

Da Bao said in English,

“Send a telegram to my wife, telling her that I will definitely be back before she gives birth.”

Uncle Qing immediately understood what Da Bao meant, respectfully agreed, and left.

When Da Bao saw Susanna's expression, he visibly stiffened. He then ignored her and continued drinking and chatting with Daisy.

However, Da Bao did not reveal his background. At this moment, a man walked into the restaurant. His hair was disheveled, and he was only wearing a vest and trousers. He was hitting his head with his hands as he walked. He reeked of alcohol and seemed to be still hungover.

Daisy raised his glass and called out.

"Arthur, your alcohol tolerance is terrible. You think you can win Susanna's heart with this level of drinking? How about we have another round?"

The man waved his hand, rushed to the liquor cabinet, grabbed a glass of soda, gulped it down, then staggered to the table, plopped down, and pointed at Daisy, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

"Alright, brat, I admit defeat. From now on, you can date Susanna all you want, and I won't interfere anymore."

Daisy laughed triumphantly, accompanied by Susanna's coquettish voice.

The man turned his head and shouted at the chef.

"Give me one of the same dishes, and quickly."

He turned his head and saw Da Bao. He froze, then rubbed his eyes hard.

Da Bao smiled and put down his knife and fork, saying gently.

Arthur, how have you been?

The man suddenly exclaimed in surprise, startling the chef so much that his hand trembled and a piece of fried beef fell onto the hot plate. The diners in the restaurant turned to look at them and pointed at them.

Desley frowned and said,

“Arthur, you’re a duke, can’t you be a little more mindful of your image? This is our new friend, Charlotte Qin. Don’t be rude.”

Arthur swallowed hard and shook his head vigorously to clear his head. He thought he was drunk and seeing things, but upon closer inspection, he still saw Da Bao's handsome, smiling face, only now it had a small mustache.

Arthur Norfolk's face was covered in tears. He pushed back his chair, slowly knelt on one knee, and placed his right hand on his chest. This was the highest form of etiquette among European nobles, representing submission. Generally, this gesture was only performed to the empress.

Daisy and Susanna gasped and stood up at the same time.

“My benefactor, your servant Arthur Norfolk is at your service at any time.”

Da Bao didn't stand up, but simply reached out and lifted Arthur up, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped away his tears.

Desley was speechless for a long time before he finally spoke.

"Oh my god, can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Da Bao gestured for them to sit down. Uncle Qing quietly entered, removed the cups and plates from in front of them, replaced the dishes with fresh ones, and then poured white wine for all four of them.

Daisy couldn't resist taking a sip, only to be surprised to find that Da Bao had merely rinsed his mouth and then spat it into the cup. He then realized that the wine was for rinsing the mouth, and his face flushed red.

Da Bao said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, all three of you. My family has some rather strict rules. Please forgive me."

Arthur calmed down at this point, but his face was still full of surprise.

“My benefactor, when did you arrive in Singapore? Are you going to London? Are you here to see me?”

Da Bao patted him on the shoulder and said slowly and deliberately.

"I do plan to stay in London for a while during this trip to Europe. My family is already there, and I intend to make some investments."

Arthur clapped his hands and shouted.

“That’s wonderful, my benefactor! Whatever you do in London, the Norfolk family will support you unconditionally!”

Desley and Susanna exchanged surprised glances. They knew that even with their families' connections to the Norfolk family, they had never received such a high level of commitment. Their interest in Da Bao grew even stronger…