[Comprehensive Classics] Different Jane

For a moment, Mycroft was a little annoyed why he was only in his 20s, and he was still at the age where he couldn't refuse his dear fiancee (not for this reason)... What else can he do now?Of course he took her with him.

Mycroft took his fiancée to the red light district in a heroic mood... Why does this sound so awkward?He lived such a big life to do everything with confidence, but his heart beat faster after meeting Jane, and Sherlock had never made him work so hard.

Along the way, Mycroft asked twice more, but Jane was still interested. He had no choice but to take her to Carrie's House.

Carrie's House is a relatively popular dance hall. Women with heavy makeup wear revealing clothes and perform on the stage, while men sit under the stage drinking and gambling.

The second floor is an open long corridor, only separated by curtains into small single rooms, with a long couch and a tea table, in front of the flirting men and women, there are people passing by, very unrestrained, But no one cares.

The smell of cigarettes, alcohol, body odor, and the smell of cheap perfume and powder are thick enough to make people vomit, stirring up the smell of luxurious life; the high-pitched music, the vigorous kicking of dancers, the screaming of the audience and the second floor The obscene words and swearing that came out mixed with the sound of drunkenness and dreaming.

Jane covered her nose all the way and followed Mycroft to the back corner. The environment was so disgusting that she didn't dare to look at it.

After sitting down, Jane complained to Mycroft, "Why is it so... my God, this smell is terrible?"

"This kind of place is like this." Mycroft replied calmly.Of course there were more refined and intimate places, such as a lady's or lady's (high-class courtesan) salon, but Mycroft deliberately brought Jane to such a place, just to make her quit.

However, eggs. _(:зゝ∠)_

"What would you like?" the bartender asked as he pushed his way through the crowd.

"Beer," said Mycroft casually.

The bartender turned to the bar, and returned shortly afterwards with six small bottles, which he placed on the table in front of Mycroft and Jane.

"Half a dozen at least here," explained Mycroft.

"Is that so?" This is probably the minimum consumption, it's simple.

Mycroft held the bottle away from Jane. He was not sure what Jane was going to do now, but it was certainly not a good idea to drink here.

Soon the stage was replaced by ten dancers in red and yellow double-color skirts with complicated lace, colorful big feathers, and heavy makeup. The cheerful and enthusiastic dance music played, and the dancers performed a passionate Cancan dance. .Since the opening of the Moulin Rouge in France more than ten years ago, the cancan dance, a dance originating from France, has immediately become popular in dance halls throughout Europe. become popular.

When the dance music started, the men in the audience, whether they were drinking or gambling, stopped what they were doing and looked up at the stage. The men in the front row even clapped, whistled, and yelled passionately along with the music.

Jane immediately stretched her neck excitedly, and looked over the heads of the men in the front row to watch the dancers on the stage kick their legs high, all the way over their heads, revealing the suspenders and stockings inside.

Mycroft bowed his head and couldn't bear to look straight at him. His fiancée was interested in seeing other women's thighs... _(:з」∠)_

"How do you feel?" Sitting in the carriage going back, Mycroft asked Jane with a smirk.

"If I said it was interesting, would you still take me there?" Jane smiled.

Mycroft changed face instantly. "No!" he exclaimed.

"Hahahaha, okay." Jane laughed, "Okay, I think it's enough to go once."

Mycroft was visibly relieved, and his appearance made Jane laugh again.

This kind of experience is indeed very interesting. Jane has seen various nightclubs and dance halls that are even more luxurious. Classical dance halls like this are also very interesting, but that’s all. Instead, Mycroft looked uncomfortable. More fun.

During Mycroft's time at Cambridge, Jane grew to develop a close relationship with him, and the two traveled all over the city, even to some inappropriate places.Jane is bold, and Mycroft is also very indulgent to her. Jane also discovered some things about Mycroft that she hadn't discovered before.

For example, Mycroft didn't like sports, but he wasn't bad at all. He danced well, played croquet, cricket and tennis well, and liked riding horses.

It wasn't so much that Mycroft didn't like exercise as much as he didn't like the smell and feel of sweating profusely from strenuous exercise.It can be said that Mycroft was still very thin when he was in college, but he liked to eat sweets, and he gained some weight after working.

They were so happy that when Mycroft returned to London at the end of his holidays, Jane found it hard to get used to it.

"What? Is it the day after tomorrow?" Jane counted the days on her fingers, really, these ten days passed so quickly~

"Dear Jane, please promise me that when I return to London, please don't do anything that my heart can't bear?" Mycroft said, holding Jane's hand sincerely.

Jane: "..." I don't, I won't, don't talk nonsense!

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Mycroft took that Chinese kid back to London. When Jane lay on the bed and opened her eyes to realize this, she felt her body was hollowed out. She was like taking a vacation with Mycroft and wanted to go back The previous state was even a little unaccustomed for a while.

Today happened to be the day of reconciliation. Jane came to the store early in the morning. Recently, she has not been very concerned about the dessert business, and she also intends to let Ben and Anna know how to manage it.Jane will definitely go to London in the future, and Cambridge is just a transition for her.

Jane has already made up her mind that if the Harbisons are willing to go to London with her in the future, she will also open a "Hogwarts" in London. give some help.

"The business has dropped a bit this month." Ben pinched his hat and said anxiously, "The biscuits have been selling very well."

Ben knew very well that many people came for Jane's craftsmanship, and that most of the time when the turnover dropped was when Jane was not in the shop.

After reading the account book, Jane had a good idea. The situation was better than she imagined. It was impossible for her to stay in the store all the time, and the decline was normal. If she could keep this turnover, it would be considered pretty good. The days of fighting for money have already made her a small fortune, so it's not good to be too greedy.

"Good job, Ben." Jane closed the account book and praised, then pointed to Ben, "Go ahead and do the same. We already have a fixed customer base, and the next thing is to ensure the taste of dim sum, plus Hogg Woz's special snacks are almost enough."

The novelty is gone, now is the time to be steady and steady.

After Jane pointed out the development stage and goals of Hogwarts to Ben, Ben felt more secure in his heart. He couldn't help thinking, Miss Bennet really knows a lot~ How could I not treat her as a woman just because she was a woman? What's going on?

Now that Ben knew better, he was even more aware of how generous Jane was to him and Anna at the beginning, which made him determined to do what Jane said.

When the weather turns cooler in the morning and evening, and when the new wheat is on the market, Jane takes a box-type carriage to pick up her sisters—Elizabeth and Mary. Their studies are due. Today, Jane goes directly to the villa to pick them up. Mrs Mira has already been asked.

Early in the morning, there was drizzling rain in the sky, and the air was cool and fresh. Jane sat in the carriage wrapped in a woolen scarf. Even though she sat in the bumpy carriage for an entire hour and a half, she was still in a good mood.British women's clothing is different from other places in Europe and the United States. It completely abandons the bustle and large skirt made of whalebone. This is a great progress and facilitates the travel of British women. Jane is one of the beneficiaries.

The scenery outside has changed from an urban area to an open field, and the drizzle has turned into thick fog on the field.Jane wrapped her scarf tightly, changed her position, leaned her head on the carriage, and thought about what would become of Elizabeth and Mary.

The carriage came to a village, and the villa was on the other side of the fork road, on a small hill.

The rain had stopped, but the fog still persisted.Jane got out of the carriage, and the coachman drove to the back of the house by himself. Jane stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The house of the villa is quite old, but it is well organized, and the small garden is also very clean.

The maid who opened the door was well-trained. She led Jane to the reception room to wait, and while she was going to inform Mrs. Mira, she was preparing refreshments.

There was a fireplace in the reception room, which was dry and warm. All the items were placed in an orderly manner, simple and warm. Jane noticed that the servants were also doing their own things, and they were aware of them. Obviously, they had a good manager.

Jane suddenly looked forward.

"Good day, Miss Bennet." Mrs. Meera appeared at the door. "You came early."

"Hello, Mrs. Mira, I just can't wait to see my sisters." Almost ten o'clock is actually not too early, this place is really a bit far away.

"Please sit down, Miss Bennet." Mrs. Milla and Jane sat on the armchair in front of the fireplace, and Jane straightened her back involuntarily. Sure enough, Mrs. Milla's eyes flashed with appreciation.

"Ladies read together every morning, and although today is the last day, I still want them to finish, so maybe Miss Elizabeth and Miss Mary will have to wait a while to come down," said Mrs. Mira.

"I think this is very appropriate." Jane thought for a while, and handed the small gift she brought with her directly to Mrs. Mira, "This is a small gift I made myself, please accept it."

Mrs. Mira took it suspiciously and opened it. Inside was a beautiful handbag. The dark blue-gray handbag was embroidered with long flowers and bees, which was very suitable for matching with various warm-toned clothes.

"This, this is really beautiful." Mrs. Mira turned the bag over and looked at Jane in surprise, "You made this?"

"Yes, it's just my little hobby... I like to make some small things by myself, as long as you don't dislike it." Jane said pretending to be embarrassed.

"Of course not, it's very exquisite, but I can't accept this." Mrs. Mira put the bag on the coffee table, "You have already paid the tuition fees for your younger sisters, I can't accept this gift."

"No, Mrs. Mila, I think you may have misunderstood. This is not a bribe, but a gift of friendship. And it is not expensive. I made it myself, if you appreciate it." , I will feel very happy."

Mrs. Milla kept looking into Jane's eyes to make sure what she said was true, "Okay." She picked up the bag again, and touched the embroidery on it fondly, "It's really beautiful." Mrs. Milla once again Complimented, "I can't believe you made it yourself, this bag looks better than the ones sold in the store. I really like it very much, thank you, Miss Bennet."

"It's fine if you like it. Ah, actually, if you can tie different colored handkerchiefs or silk scarves on the handle, it will have a different effect."

"Really?" Mrs. Mira thought for a while, "You are right. Young people are smart, and you are really ingenious."

"You are too flattering."

The two touted their business, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

The author has something to say: Jane: Mrs. Mira is a very good person~ I like her. ︿(￣︶￣)︿

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Did you shop yesterday?I had a dozen or so pieces, and once I clicked the wrong key, all of them disappeared. In the end, I worked hard to find them one by one and paid for them. Thinking about it, it’s really not worth it-________-''