American Fortune Life

One day later, Andy got up early in the morning, and with the help of his little assistant Tori, he put on an expensive thick woolen fox hunting suit, leather boots, breeches, hunting suit, helmet and so on.

Holding a black helmet with a brim in his hand, he took a picture in front of the mirror, not to mention that he was very heroic, which was more exquisite than the hunting suits in the United States.

Sit in the Rolls-Royce in the hotel, and drive towards Rosemere Manor outside London under the escort of two black SUVs.

Because it was early in the morning, the road was relatively clear, and an hour later, Andy and his party came to the stone arched gate of Rosemere Manor. Rosemere IV is a handsome middle-aged uncle with a height of 190 centimeters. He is also wearing a hunting suit, but his hair is combed into a shiny back. He is leading his well-dressed housekeeper and a few bodyguards to wait at the door. Behind him is a stadium electric car.

Andy got out of the car, with a faint smile on his face, walked forward neither humble nor overbearing, and shook hands with Rosemere IV who also stood upright with a smile on his face.

"You are welcome, Mr. Smith."

"Thank you for your invitation, Lord Viscount Rosemere. It's a great honor to meet you." Andy is not an unconventional person. Since he can't avoid it, he can only do as the Romans do. He is not a spoiled child who doesn't understand the world.

Sure enough, the smile on Rosemere IV's face became brighter, using the so-called aristocratic rp accent, rp is based on the accent of southeastern England, similar to the way Mandarin is based on the pronunciation of Beijing movies.

"Today's invitation is a private party. You can call me Johnson directly. I think it will make you and me more comfortable. Can I call you Andy?"

"Of course, it's my honor." Hearing what the other party said, Andy replied with a smile on his face. He also knew that this group of so-called aristocrats were very concerned about being called by others in public, and they directly took the territory name + title + Your Excellency.

And the reason why Viscount Rossmere was willing to let Andy call him by his name is nothing more than Andy Smith's identity and worth, and his achievements are something he cannot underestimate. In front of this young man, he has no glory to show.

Of course, the United States is also a country that does not recognize the so-called titles. Although many Americans are proud to be crowned with the title of the British royal family, most people still don’t like the British royal family. This young billionaire may arouse the other party's resentment if he brings a viscount.

After the two greeted each other for a while, Andy accepted the invitation and got on the white court electric car together. Under the introduction of Viscount Rosemere, they browsed their family estate all the way.

Perhaps because of the weather here, the aristocratic manors in the UK always give people a feeling of emptiness and desolation. They are also lawns, forests and lakes, but in Andy's eyes, they are really a bit cold.

In the mist in the distance, a gray-yellow British-style classical building with many spiers is surrounded by some dense trees with very characteristic postures. When you come to the front, the mottled wall stones have not been repaired because of their old age. The original traces of history.

In fact, all manors owned by the same family after hundreds of years of inheritance have far exceeded the value of general buildings or real estate. Its existence has engraved the meaning and traces of the family, and has its own stories, traditions and Personality, the moving line of each room, the layout of each landscape, and the decoration of each space, we can see the taste, preferences and spirit of this family.

The Brits are really good at inheritance and preservation. This is not acceptable. Their nobles regard inheritance as life. As far as Andy knows, in modern times, there are still many real so-called nobles in the suburbs of London, and many of them have long since disappeared. , the title has been cut off a long time ago, and even the living is not even counted as the middle class. They would rather rely on raising cattle and farming in the inherited manor than sell the family manor and choose another life. Pass it down, hoping that your descendants can restore the glory of the family.

Under the guidance of Viscount Rosemere, the group entered the castle and came to a large exhibition room next to the hall on the first floor, which contained many lifelike animal specimens and a wall of antique guns.

When he came to a wooden vertical cabinet, the housekeeper opened the vertical cabinet, and there were many shiny shotguns inside from top to bottom.

"Andy, you pick one, these are very good shotguns." Viscount Rosemere said to Andy with a smile, and picked up one and handed it to Andy, and then introduced: "James partner shotgun It is a famous British brand, known as the sharp gun, all handmade, each one is different, the handle of each gun is engraved with the date of start and completion of each gun, generally a James partner shotgun It will take three to five years."

Andy smiled and fiddled with it a few times, looking at the gold and silver carvings inlaid on the gun. The style is simple and elegant, and the gun is solemn and strong. It can be called an exquisite handicraft.

To be honest, there is no man who does not love guns, especially Andy, who came from the country that strictly controlled guns in China in his previous life. It's not bad marksmanship, at least you can still hit a moving target.

"Just this one, it's very convenient." Andy made a choice with a smile. He likes this kind of shotgun with gold and silver engravings.

"Hehe, okay, let's go to the stables at the back. There are all my treasures there. I think you will like them. By the way, I would like to ask, how is your horsemanship?"

"As a kid growing up in the country of cowboys, I think my horsemanship is passable." Andy replied with a smile.

"Then what are we waiting for, let's go. The professional fox hunters of our family have taken the foxhounds to the fox's lair this morning, and have identified their scents. We have selected the horses and started hunting... "

Under the leadership of the middle-aged uncle who became a little lively and excited, Andy came to the stables and chose a batch of tall maroon horses. However, he didn't know much about horses, and he couldn't tell the breed. He only knew that they were strong and docile.

He whipped his horse and ran on the vast grassland of the manor. Behind him were two open-top off-road vehicles, and they were Andy's bodyguards, and two bodyguards who could ride horses followed Andy closely behind him.

"Wow woof..."

When approaching the woods on the hillside, I heard a loud barking sound from a long distance away, one after another, letting people know that there are many dogs there.

Nima, there are at least fifty foxhounds waiting to play together, it seems that because they know that Rosemere is coming, they are all refreshed, wandering around the horses of Rosemere and Andy.

The Lord came, and the hunting began. Amidst the horns of the professional fox hunters, the foxhounds barked and pounced towards the entrance of the fox hole they had sniffed long ago, and began to drive the foxes out. Then Andy saw some gray shadows He and Hongying fled in all directions, and the mad foxhounds began to chase by scent.

Immediately, in the woods and grasslands, the sound of dogs barking, horseshoes, hunters shouting, and dog handlers' horns mingled together, causing a huge mental deterrent to the prey.

"In a while, when these foxes are exhausted from being chased, they can only dig holes in the ground to hide. At this time, the hunting of this fox is over. Get out, let us shoot and kill." Viscount Rosemere and Andy rode side by side, explaining to him.

"Well, the endurance of these foxhounds is really powerful." Andy said with a sigh, looking at the foxhounds running wildly in front of them, changing directions from time to time.

"Hehe, they can run non-stop for two hours, otherwise how could they be called crazy...Damn it, it seems that our first prey belongs to the dogs!" Viscount Rosemere, who was joking with Andy, saw The foxhounds in front formed a circle and started barking, cursed involuntarily, and signaled to Andy to whip up and catch up.

Andy was also slightly taken aback, followed by a little curious, and heard the other party's somewhat uncomfortable introduction: "A fox was caught by the foxhounds, and the first prey belongs to these lunatics..."

Just as he was talking, Andy saw a very slender but strong foxhound pounced on it without hesitation. The exhausted fox had its tail between its teeth and roared and threatened it, which was useless at all, because The first one to pounce was the leader of the group of foxhounds. Without any suspense, the fox was bitten by the neck by it, and shook it a few times from time to time, until the fox gradually lost its struggle and died. The leader dog Only then did he let go, and straightened his neck, showing an arrogant look showing off his strength.

Killing, killing close at hand.

Andy watched the whole process. Although he felt a little unbearable, he was more excited, and the eyes in his eyes became brighter. No wonder the Animal Protection Association and the Anti-Cruelty Sports Federation demanded that hunting be banned every year. Hunting with hounds caused a huge riot in England two years ago.

It was indeed a bit cruel and cruel, because soon Andy saw a more exciting scene, the second captured fox was directly bitten to death by a group of foxhounds, but Andy felt even more excited The feeling of adrenaline increased significantly. "Bang!" "Good marksmanship!"

Andy pressed down the smoking barrel, heard Viscount Rosemere's admiration beside him, looked at the fallen fox, and couldn't help but smiled and said, "I like this sport." "Haha, that's not enough Simple, the Duke of Bedford Fox Hunt is held in November every year. If you have time, you can participate then. I think the Duke of Bedford will welcome you very much, or you can buy a manor at all. In the fall, you can hunt anytime you choose.”

Hearing what the Viscount said, Andy couldn't help but nodded with a smile and said, "It's a good idea to buy a manor!"