The room was illuminated by gas lamps; the light couldn't compare with electric ones, but it was still better than what Tao Yu had been used to in the outer city.
There was also a large blackboard in the room, which left Tao Yu a little confused.
"What's this, are they going to give lectures here?"
Tao Yu bent down and whispered to the dwarf who, even when propped up, was quite short.
Such a bending motion made Hugh feel offended.
But, for the sake of Gold Pounds, he still said composedly,
"If we don't want to stand out, we can tell our needs to the servants, and they will write them directly on the blackboard."
Hearing this, Tao Yu nodded in understanding.
Sure enough, some servants had already started to inquire and took notes on some small pieces of paper.
But Tao Yu's eyes held a trace of contemplation.