Because of the 5,000 pounds compensated by the church, he can barely be called a rich man now. Today he plans to go to the black market for a stroll. After all, the golden pounds are not worth spending.

　　 Maybe you can go to the church to donate some money anonymously. I heard that the death toll of the train accident in Shire is already being counted. The train company has suffered heavy losses. In this age of no insurance, the families who lose the pillars of their homes are even more miserable.

　　 The air outside is still so bad. When I went to the mailbox at the door to pick up letters, the carriages on St. George Street seemed to be wrapped in smoke.

　　 The strikes and riots brought some changes to the city, but after all, it returned to its original state.

　　 But the sacrifice is not without any return. The newspaper announced that the "Air Quality Monitoring and Protection Act" has passed the final review process of the Parliament and is expected to be officially implemented in the Kingdom by the end of the year.

　　 From this point of view, those terrible cultists have done a good thing-at least, before Jenkins understands their true intentions, they can think about it for a while.

　　Professor and Dad may not be able to finish the shield matters until this evening, and Jenkins plans to visit the antique shop later.

　　 "Due to the presence of pirates on the coast of Nolan City, the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe has postponed its departure time and is expected to stay in the city..."

　　 Jenkins read the news in a low voice, guessing in his heart that it was the appearance of the pirate king-destroyer Fermischau that caused the municipal department to issue a warning to the sailing cruise ship. The Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe originally planned to take a boat to Eldron, the city of a thousand trees, but I am afraid it will be delayed for a while.

　　 "Go to the church in the afternoon to take a look, first visit the bishop, and then Captain Bincy to inquire about the mechanical germs."

　　 He thought slowly, and continued to read the newspaper.

　　 The chocolate was lying in front of his food bowl, the milk had been drunk, it looked thoughtfully at the glass in front of Jenkins.

　　 "Chocolate, eating too much is bad for your health."

　　 Jenkins was keenly aware of the chocolate's attempt, and he bent down and hugged it onto the table. The small one didn't take up much space.

　　 "Grow up quickly so that you can eat more."

　　 He stroked the cat's fur lightly, with a sincere smile on his face.

　　Chocolate is his closest creature at the moment, even closer than his father, after all, cats will not reveal their secrets.

　　 "Change the color to see!"

　　 He whispered, seeing the cat turning to look at his milk, he pushed the cup over.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 With the cry of milk and milk, the black and white fur of the chocolate quickly turned completely white, and then immediately arched Jenkins's hand with the tip of his nose to let him pour out the milk.

　　 Since the chocolate drank the potion prepared by the old Jack, his intelligence has been advancing by leaps and bounds every day, and the special ability that he has shown is the freedom to change his coat color. This is very useful. When you ask Chocolate to help you do something in the future, you won't be afraid to expose it.

"The black cat can't be used anymore. On that day too many people saw the black cat travel with the saint. For the white cat-it's called vanilla. Compared to the first impression, it has'black' and'hard' chocolate. , Soft and fragrant vanilla is the name suitable for female cats."

　　 Speaking maliciously, Jenkins wiped his mouth with a napkin at the corner of the table, went to the bathroom to clean up his instruments, and then returned to read the newspaper.

"The steam pipeline renovation plan in the Sabine District is proceeding in an orderly manner. It is reported that some severely corroded human skeletons were excavated underground during the construction period. The Nolan Police Department is currently investigating this time with enthusiastic consultants. Follow-up... ...."

　　The so-called consultants are the detectives who assist the police in finding the case. For example, Sherlock Holmes, known as Crossing, can be called a police consultant in this world.

　　 Dad also has the name of a consultant in the police station. As an expert in antique appreciation, he is sometimes invited to price the intercepted stolen goods, or judge the origin of certain cultists based on the ritual supplies seized.

　　 But Jenkins thinks that there is probably nothing to investigate the severely corroded human bones. Due to the octopus incident in the past few months, the police and the church are very sensitive to missing persons, but apart from the previous average and people who died due to tricks, there have been no large-scale vicious disappearances in the city in the past six months, so the matter of human bones It may go back a long time ago.

　　In this era when fingerprint identification is not even available, it is more difficult to find these things than chocolate can speak.

　　 Turning his head and looking out the window, Mrs. Margaret, who lives alone next door, called the carriage at the end of the street, and said to the coachman, the carriage slowly drove to the east.

　　 The clothes she wore today were a bit too thick. Even though it is October, the temperature shouldn't drop to the point where a fox shawl is needed.

　　 "What does it have to do with me?"

　　 shook his head and Jenkins laughed mockingly.

　　 "The Westminster River is undergoing annual dredging work. Please avoid the bridges in the following neighborhoods when citizens appear..."

　　 "Fortunately, I moved out, otherwise I would have to detour to the antique shop."

Nolan is a seaside city with developed water and land transportation. There are no fewer rivers passing through the city. The most famous and important one is the Westminster River, which is not only the most important water supply source in the city. It is also an important starting point for the kingdom's inland waterway navigation.

　　 Every summer, travellers from major cities in the Kingdom are happy to enjoy the seascape of Nolan City while admiring the city scenery on both sides of the Westminster River.

　　 On summer nights, the smog covering the city will reach the lowest value in a year. It is a very enjoyable thing to watch the hustle and bustle of the city gradually become quieter on the river bank.

　　 The above is the statement published in the newspaper by the Nolan City Hall in order to promote the city and attract tourists in summer. But the citizens of Nolan City do not have the habit of traveling at night. Especially the dangerous banks.

　　PS: Over the chapter, I found out that the development of the story is too tight, and some geographical backgrounds have not been completed.

Chapter 158 Chapter 154 Letter

　　 appeared in the Jenkins mailbox along with the newspaper, and some letters. One is a reply letter from Miss Mary, a pen pal from a distant country of ice and snow. She is sending a large package this time, and the others are bills and letters from readers forwarded by the publishing house.

　　 With the publication and distribution of "Stories of Foreigners" throughout the kingdom, fairy tales have become the focus of discussion among intellectuals, or gentlemen and ladies who think they are intellectuals. Perhaps this world without internet and TV is too boring. Opera, concerts or horse betting cannot fully satisfy the spiritual needs of the little nobles and petty bourgeoisie who have nothing to do. lightnovelpub.net~ is a good pastime in this era. select.

　　 Judging from the "Nolan Daily" report on this incident, the name Jenkins Williams has been very successful in recent weeks, and he is probably going to make a fortune.

　　 "I don't know when I can live without worrying about the golden pounds."

　　 He sighed with expectation, but when he thought of the expensive ritual materials and the more expensive ABC items, he felt that life was full of pressure.

　　 "It's better to be a cat."

"Meow?"

　　 Chocolate looked at Jenkins for unknown reasons, and then carefully rubbed the back of his hand with his furry face.

　　 There are not many valuable news in the newspaper. Jenkins looked at it for a while and then put it down. Hesitating between the reader's letter and Miss Mary's package, and opened the reader's letter first.

　　 The number of letters this time was obviously more than that of the last time. The postman in charge of delivering the letters found that the capacity of the mailbox was not enough, so they put some letters directly in the yard from the gap in the fence. He also kindly put a layer of expired newspapers to prevent the letters from getting dirty, which can be said to be very responsible.

　　 It can be seen from the mailing address and colorful stamps that the letters came from all over the country. In fact, most of them simply send letters to Jenkins to express their love for this book. He read these words of praise himself, so he won't repeat them.

　　 There are two letters suggesting that Jenkins can rewrite the "Mermaid" chapter in the story set. They don't like such a sad ending. Even if the mermaid doesn't live with the prince in the end, they don't want her to die.

　　 Jenkins expressed his understanding of the reader's thoughts, but would not change the ending. He will reply to the two seriously, explaining his views on the tragedy.

　　 As for the last time, there are many inexplicable letters of rhetoric and metaphor. This may be a novel literary technique, or it may be a metaphor that Jenkins does not understand. But he couldn't understand why those girls with elegant handwriting would groan/moan and write meaningless long poems.

　　 Although Jenkins has published a book in this era, his literary ability (other world) has not yet reached the level of fully understanding the meaning of this long poem. Those enthusiastic readers should want to express some passionate emotions, but it is a pity that Jenkins can't see it for the time being.

　　 "Maybe I can ask Miss Hesha to take a look for me."

　　 Thinking of this in his heart, he collected the hurriedly opened letters, intending to have time to read them slowly.

　　 lifted the package on the chair, patted off the eager paw of the chocolate to make it quieter. The package itself is wrapped in waterproof kraft paper layer by layer, and the outermost part is tied with a red cloth strip for fixing.

　　 Jenkins cut the cloth strips short with scissors, only to realize that it was silk.

　　 "How rich is Miss Mary?"

　　 He guessed in surprise, and uncovered the layers of kraft paper. The innermost was two brand-new books, which also exuded the smell of ink and a letter.

　　 did not open the letters first, but flipped through the books, one of which was called "Probability and Mathematical Statistics" and the other was "A Brief Introduction to Advanced Mathematics"

　　 The first author of the first book is "Anonymous", and the second author is Peter Pan Warren. I think Mr. Warren is Miss Mary's tutor. After turning a few pages, it turned out to be the knowledge written in the last letter. But obviously, Mr. Warren sorted them into categories and filled in the details appropriately.

　　 "Mr. Warren is also very knowledgeable in probability."

　　 He sighed softly, then turned to the preface, the first paragraph just read:

　　 [The first author of this book, provided most of the knowledge framework for this book, and filled the gaps in contemporary probabilistic research. But because the humble gentleman did not want to show his name to the public, the editor replaced it with "anonymous". Thanks again to Mr. J·W. Your contribution to probability science will be remembered in every researcher In the heart. 】

　　 shook his head with a smile, and then turned the page back. There were records of people who contributed to the book except for the two authors ranked first and second. There are many names here, and the contributions to the corresponding chapters are written separately, so Jenkins can't find who Miss Mary is.

　　 The two authors Jenkins on the cover of "A Brief Introduction to Advanced Mathematics" do not know each other, but the picture on the cover is the curved trapezoid in the rectangular coordinate system he drew in order to derive the integration method.

　　 is specially marked on the title page, thank you Mr. J·W for his great contribution to this book.

After flipping for a while, Jenkins guessed that the writing of this book should have taken a long time. It may be Miss Mary’s tutor, Mr. Warren, who handed Jenkins’ letter to the editors, making the book richer, so it’s special. Thank Jenkins for this important position on the title page.

　　 An inexplicable sense of relief came to my heart. I gently rubbed the "J·W" on the paper with my fingers, curled the corners of his mouth upwards, showing a smile. This can also be regarded as a small mark left by coming to this world, even if it is a hundred years later, some people will remember Mr. "J·W".

　　 The forehead was faintly hot, and Jenkins subconsciously wanted to touch it, but felt the cold air rushing from there, and the gushing spirit quickly spread all over his body.

　　 "This is a gift from a sage?"

　　 He guessed carefully, feeling that he was very close to the truth. Could it be said that the blessings you get when you become the Son of God are to be able to gain spirit through the spread of cultural knowledge?

　　 He thought for a while, and discarded the idea of ​​continuing to copy knowledge. Since the essence of the spirit is to be close to the world, it is better to be natural, and deliberately, there is no sense of success.

　　 In the world where the power of idealism exists, it is better to have some idealism.

　　 opened the letter next to it, it was still snow paper with a fragrance, and it was still the kind of elegant text with swashes. If seeing words is like seeing people, then Jenkins thinks Miss Mary may be the most beautiful one he knows.

Chapter 159 Chapter 155 Unexpected Visitors

　　Dear Mr. William:

　　 I am very pleased to receive your reply. I am very pleased.

　　 I read your reply with joy, and I admire your humble and cautious character. Together with my tutor, Mr. Warren, I read the complicated mathematical formulas and drawings that you attached to the end of the letter paper. I have to honestly admit that I didn't understand much.

　　 But Mr. Warren was so excited that he almost fainted. It may be impolite to say that, but I have never seen this old gentleman so excited. He even tore off a lot of his beard.

　　 After discussing your decision for a long time, we all think that mathematical geniuses like you should not be buried. But we also respect your decision. Therefore, after compiling the book based on the research results you provided, Mr. Warren named "Anonymous" as the first author.

　　 Your letter also contains a lot of advanced mathematics knowledge. Please allow me to call them advanced mathematics. This is really not a field that beginners or even ordinary math enthusiasts can touch. Your wisdom is so brilliant, your wisdom is as vast as the sage in ancient legends. The mathematicians of the National Academy of Hampawo Kingdom have always hoped to publish a book containing the most cutting-edge mathematics knowledge of this era, in order to encourage young researchers to move forward. Mr. Warren gave them your letter, and my father told me that the institute had held two consecutive days of meetings for this, which even alarmed the people on the tower.

　　 I have sent you "Probability and Mathematical Statistics" and "A Brief Introduction to Advanced Mathematics". These two books have been published. I asked the maid to inquire about the delivery speed of the post office and calculate the time. When you received my reply, the mathematicians in the whole continent should almost be able to read this knowledge. Thanks to the church of the sages, the spread of knowledge is faster.

　　 I want to commend you again for your generosity of knowledge and your humble character. I never thought that in this life, I would be able to meet a great person like you. Mr. Warren asked me to tell you that if you intend to continue new research in the field of mathematics, the National Academy of the Kingdom of Hampawo welcomes you. If you have any comments or suggestions on these two books, please send them to me with the next letter, and I will pass them on to the editors.

　　 The friends I usually meet are always in love with social activities. Although I also like those glorious dance parties or lively dinners, it is still more interesting to make new friends. Mr. William, I think it is difficult to express my respect for you in words alone, but you are the most humble and knowledgeable person I know when you are really.

　　 Male friends of the same age always like to brag about their achievements in parties. But you and I know that true modesty can only be possessed by people like you.

　　 I don’t know if a shallow person like me is qualified to be a pen pal with you, but I will definitely reply to every letter you send me seriously. Hope to talk with me, don't waste your time, otherwise it will be my sin.

　　 I really dare not discuss mathematics with you in my letter. Those mathematics marks like ritual symbols have become part of my recent nightmare. Maybe you are also interested in literary issues. I know that people who are full of wisdom like you will spend their time by reading books on weekdays.

　　 I don’t know what kind of book you like? Do you hate knight novels that critics spurn every day?

　　 In addition to fulfilling the requirements of the Chinese teacher Miss Shepard on time, I also like to read some ancient classics. Maybe I should put it another way, the magical stories that those history professors found in ancient books.

They are really interesting, but it's a pity that only a few people can read such stories. The demons of fate and the weirdness of the deep sea. These stories that disappeared in history with the passage of time are not inferior to any readings of this era. .

　　 I know that there are many outstanding writers in the Kingdom of Hampawo. Although the languages ​​of the three kingdoms are not understood, I am very grateful to God for making our words the same. I have rarely studied pure literary books, but the two books "The Cat and Hound of the Black Forest" and "The Princess' Revenge" are very good, I wonder if you have read them. I also like the "Detective Knight Biography", which is the best knight novel of this era. Although my father warned me not to indulge in such books, hiding the kerosene lamp under the bed at night and reading a short paragraph secretly before going to bed is really pleasant-just be careful not to be spotted by the patrolling mother.

　　 A few days ago, I attended a friend’s reading salon. I heard that your city of Nolan published a very interesting fairy tale book. Merchants from afar are deciding to cooperate with booksellers in the Kingdom of Hampavo. I don’t know if you know what I’m talking about. If you can, can you send me a copy in your reply? I’m really curious about this book.

　　 Of course, if you have really read it, then I am also very happy to discuss it with you.

　　 Thank you again for your humility and generosity, and I wish you good health.

sincerely yours,

　　Mary

　　 This is really a long letter. It took five pages of letter paper to finish it.

　　 "These titles are really a headache."

　　 Jenkins complained softly, but his face was full of smiles. Fold the letter paper together and put it back in the envelope. He decided to reply to Miss Mary after reading the two books that he sent, and by the way, he would also understand the level of mathematics in this world.

　　 However, Mary's family background also seems to be very strong. Otherwise, the tutor hired would not be eligible to deliver letters to the National Academy.

　　 He carefully pondered whether making pen pals with such a young lady would cause him trouble. But thinking that the two didn't know each other, didn't know each other's faces, and were half a continent apart, it shouldn't be possible.

　　 While thinking, the bell hanging on the fence suddenly rang. This is the equivalent of a doorbell, but be careful not to be stolen by children passing by.

　　 Let the chocolate stay in the restaurant, Jenkins stepped on his slippers to open the door, and saw an unknown young girl standing outside the fence of her home, with her toes looking at the flowers in the yard.

　　 These are the remnants of the previous owner. Jenkins watered them on time. They were alive and well.

　　 "Hello, what can I do?"

　　 He walked into the yard and asked softly. He nodded to the girl as a greeting, and smiled what he considered qualified on his face.

　　 He secretly suspected that this was his book fan, and he didn't know how to get his address.

Chapter 160 Chapter 156 Fortunetellers

　　 "Hello, Mr. William. Sorry, I should introduce myself first. I shouldn't use my real name for a long time, but my friends generally call me ‘Miss Audrey’."

　　 answered in a low voice, her beautiful eyes fixed on Jenkins's face.