Chapter 515 Ch514 Mr. Frugal

Chapter 515 Ch.514 Mr. Frugal

Mason Lyle was horrified.

There were many people who had seen guns, but he could guarantee that few people had been pointed at by guns so close. In his mind, he began to imagine the identity of this man and what the relationship between him and the hem dog was:

mistress.

The young master and mistress of a wealthy family.

This is most likely.

Damn Halida! He hooked up with a rich man behind his master's back, but didn't pay a penny!

"First, sir! I promise! I promise that what I tell is the truth!" He forced a smile and rubbed his increasingly white and fat hands nervously: "It's just a small mistake..."

he said.

"The child was indeed taken away, maybe, or lost by someone..." He did not dare to say that 'Halida lost her brother on purpose', but he just hinted to Roland that the brother was lost first, and then the younger brother. elder sister.

"I comforted Halida and said that I would send someone to find her brother so that she could work with peace of mind - and I also gave her an extra salary! Sir... you can't treat me like this!"

He thought he had been wronged, but Roland was confused about what an 'extra salary' meant.

"Don't they usually get paid?"

As soon as these words came out, Mason Lyle ignored the gun on the table. He almost jumped up from his chair, like an exploding spark!

"How can I get paid normally!!"

A shrill voice like a chicken.

"I feed them! I give them food and drink, but they also want wages. Soon, they want clothes, jewelry and leather shoes, women, men, dowries, and all kinds of snacks! I am a businessman! Mr. , I have to calculate the cost!”

He chattered a lot, but when he was still not finished, he looked up and found a head in the tent.

"Benefactor! I told you to knock on the door!"

The owner of the 'head' gave a silly laugh, exited, and flicked the tent with his fingers.

Mason Lyle cleared his throat, whispered to Roland, "Wait a moment," and then invited people outside to come in with a loud voice.

He is a manservant who is only half better than a 'shabby' man.

Good looking, young, strong, with curly brown hair.

"grown ups."

"As you can see, Anto. I have guests." Lyle shook his sleeves and let the beautiful silver stars on the dark blue dangle. He fiddled with it for about ten seconds before he raised his head and pretended to ask: "Do you want to see me for anything?"

"...We have to go to the city to buy food."

Mason Lyle didn't seem to understand and pointed around the tent.

"What 'food'? Isn't there 'food' everywhere?"

"Bread, sir." The young boy named Anto reminded in a low voice: "...I ate all of it yesterday."

"Pigs! Livestock! A bunch of animals that only eat but don't work!" He cursed in a deep voice: "You have to tell them! If there is no work, there will be no food!"

Antuo looked embarrassed: "...Sir, we can't just rely on beer."

"What kind of beer?" Mason Lyle was alert: "You still drank my beer secretly?!"

The weak-minded manservant also realized that he had let it slip, and explained sincerely: "That beer won't last long, sir. If it goes bad... you can't finish it. They don't have to eat it. , I can only drink some to fill my stomach...I promise, I just drank a little..."

Mason Lyle was furious.

"That's my property... This is called theft!" He pointed at Antuo, trembling with anger: "If you don't eat, report it to me! I am the master, how can I let the children go hungry! But I did this! About the thief..."

"Shame! Antuo, what a shame! Where has your morality gone?!"

Antuo looked ashamed, looking down at his pair of 'wooden pieces' that couldn't be counted as shoes, his lips turned white.

Mason Lyle breathed heavily for a few moments, thinking that he could not lose his dignity in front of outsiders, so he asked patiently: "How much more bread is there?"

"There's not one left."

He asked again: "Isn't there even half of it left?"

Antuo replied: "There's not even half of it." He asked without giving up: "Isn't even a small piece gone?"

Anto replied: "There is not even a small piece left."

He also asked: "Is there nothing else? Meat? Pancakes? Or fruit?"

Anto replied: "We have not bought meat or fruit, my lord."

Lyle asked: "Where's the cake?"

Antuo replied: "...Only the Baudelle sisters have a few small pieces of pancake left. Sir, that's not enough for the entire circus."

"You are uglier than normal people and you eat more than normal people. Is that reasonable?" Mason Lyle said with an expression of "I knew it": "Look, if I didn't ask, you would have told me about the 'oil cake' It’s been hidden, right?”

"You cunning slave. I advise you not to join in with those monsters. Nothing good will happen! Nothing good will happen!"

Antuo just listened silently, not daring to reply.

Mason Lyle glanced at the dazed golden-eyed man, said "Huh", took out a few coins from his pocket, and placed them on the table one by one: "Here." He pursed his lips.

Antuo glanced at it and swallowed: "...Sir, this is not enough."

Mason Lyle's voice suddenly dropped: "Five pennies and four pounds! You want to lie to me?!"

Antuo whispered: "Sir, the price has increased now, it costs six pence." He hesitated, and then expressed his worries: "We have to be more prepared... I heard that the prices have increased now..."

Mason Lyle disagreed: "Those two-headed monsters also hid the oil cake, let them take it out and divide it."

He was like a greedy wolf guarding the prey he had just killed, staring at the manservant with glowing green eyes.

"You got a candy bar last week. I remember it was given to you by a lady..."

He spoke slowly, waved his hand in the face of the servant's increasingly frightened face, and said magnanimously: "The candy should belong to me, but I won't argue with you for this little money. Just convert it into a penny." Yes, Anto.”

Point to the money on the table.

"Convert it to a penny, plus these, it's enough for you to buy food. Go quickly, go quickly!" He made a broom with his fingers and swept at him a few times: "Don't starve my children! I saved him in the most critical moment!"

Antuo carefully picked up the coins one by one, gathered them in his hands, and put them into his closest pocket.

"gentlemen."

Mason Lyle was impatient: “What else is there?”

"I don't have a penny." Antuo scratched his head: "The candy was given to Sister Halida, and I have no money."

Mason Lyle subconsciously looked at Roland, feeling depressed.

This means he has to pay a penny more to come out.

"...This is all earned by my hard work, Anto, you don't understand your father at all. Not at all." He sighed, and slowly took out the last penny like an old man. Let it 'land' on the table little by little without making any sound.

"Take it and use it."

He turned away.

"Sooner or later I will be eaten up by you all." He discouraged: "I just got a lover and am ready to settle down in London. Maybe I can make your life better - look at you, you have mouths all over your body. ”

Antuo showed two rows of leaky black teeth, accepted the last one with a naive smile, bowed happily and thanked him, and exited the tent with thanks all the way.

After the tent curtain fell, Mason Lyle rubbed his face and said in frustration:

"If it weren't for me, they would have to wander on the streets. Soon they would be discovered by the police and sent to the yard where they would not see the light of day, or they would be torn apart under the butcher's knives of those barbers... You said, I Do you still need to be criticized after doing good things?”

"They say I treat these little monsters harshly - you heard it this time, but I didn't, right?"