Ruriko Motoyama's daily routine is fixed.
There is nothing wrong with what you should do at what time.
At 8 o'clock, she will go out on time to buy some daily necessities.
Then, after purchasing the things, she would ask her servants to take them back.
And she must go to Zorume's pastry shop to buy her favorite snacks.
She is thirty-five years old this year, but she looks only thirty at most.
Her gait is calm and her expression is elegant.
The owner of Kurume Confectionery Shop is Japanese. I have long been accustomed to this woman coming to buy pastries every day.
Today, so early, there is already a customer in the pastry shop.
He is a young man, wearing a pair of glasses and looking very elegant.
What he bought was the Japanese specialty snack "Mizu Yokan", which Ruriko Motoyama also likes to eat.
Moreover, the young man also asked: "Is there really no sakura cake?"
A pure and fluent Kyoto accent.
God, how long has it been since I heard such a familiar Kyoto accent? This is the most beautiful and aristocratic accent in Japan.
Moreover, he actually asked if there were any sakura cakes?
That is also Motoyama Ruriko’s favorite snack.
"I'm sorry, there really aren't any." The owner of the pastry shop bowed: "I disappoint you. The key is that there is no place to find suitable cherry blossom leaves."
"That's such a pity." The young man sighed: "Next time, I think I should bring you some cherry blossom leaves. You are the only place in Shanghai where you can eat such perfect Japanese snacks."
"Thank you for the compliment. I'm really sorry." The boss smiled happily.
"Can you find suitable edible cherry blossom leaves?" Motoyama Ruriko couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, I think I can find it." The young man glanced at Ruriko Motoyama: "Are you also from Kyoto? The south? Shiga Prefecture, or Osaka?"
"I'm from Shiga Prefecture." Motoyama Ruriko bowed slightly: "You are also from Kyoto."
"Yes." There was a bit of arrogance in the young man's tone: "I'm from the south."
Instead of being angry at his arrogance, Motoyama Ruriko grew to respect him more and more.
Even if they are both from Kyoto, they are still divided into different levels.
Parts of Osaka are included in the Kyoto area, but this group of people are regarded as vulgar people who only know how to do business.
This is the case with the famous Osaka Division, which has nothing to sell on the battlefield.
This is of course due to the policies deliberately formulated by the Tokugawa shogunate in Japan in order to solve the problems left over from history caused by the tough folk customs and strong combat effectiveness of the monk soldiers in the Osaka area, leading them to lay down their weapons and do business to make money.
Then there is the western part of Shiga Prefecture.
The most noble ones are undoubtedly Kyoto City and southern Kyoto.
People in Kyoto follow a strong sense of hierarchy. In front of this young man from Kyoto in the south, Ruriko Motoyama even felt a little inferior.
"I arrived in Shanghai not long ago, and I am so lucky to meet people from my hometown." The young man said politely.
Upon hearing that the other party classified herself as a "hometown person", Ruriko Motoyama was very happy: "Ah, I can help you if you need it."
"I want to taste the local food." The young man was also polite: "But I don't know this city. Can I trouble you?"
"Of course." Motoyama Ruriko blurted out without any time to think, "But I need to make a call first to ask for leave."
Being able to help people in your hometown is something you can only dream of.
In Shanghai, it is not easy to meet an orthodox Kyoto person nowadays.
"Okay, I'll wait for you outside."
The young man waited outside for about ten minutes. Motoyama Ruriko came back, a little in a hurry, and her steps were not as calm and graceful as before: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I will take you there now. I am Motoyama Ruriko, please. Take care."
The young man smiled slightly:
"My name is Edogawa Conan, please take care of me!"
…
Ruriko Motoyama invited "Edogawa Conan" to a very delicious tavern in Shanghai.
The store is not big, but the dishes are very distinctive, mainly Zhejiang cuisine.
This place starts at 6 a.m., and people come to have morning drinks as soon as the curfew in the Japanese-controlled area ends, and it stays open until evening.
The two people were talking about Zhejiang rice wine. There are two ways to drink this rice wine. One is to drink it directly, and the other is to add shredded ginger and plum slices and heat it before drinking it.
The latter way of drinking makes it easy for northerners who don't drink much or are accustomed to drinking liquor to get drunk, and it's not easy to wake up once drunk.
Not to mention, the Japanese particularly liked drinking this way of drinking after arriving in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
Some Japanese are even more obsessed with it than their own country's sake.
So you can often see drunk Japanese people singing, dancing, crying and making noise in various taverns.
Ruriko Motoyama usually likes to take a few sips, and what she drinks is this kind of hot rice wine.
Edogawa Conan is very talkative and humorous, making Ruriko Motoyama laugh from time to time.
What a great Japanese man.
After drinking a bottle of wine, Benshan Ruriko still has more to say.
She really couldn't bear to end it like this, so she ordered another bottle of wine.
Everything Edogawa Conan said sounded so novel and fascinating to her.
She wished she could stay here with him and talk until dark and then again at dawn.
The tavern keeper couldn't help but glance at these two people.
Good guys, these two Japanese have been drinking here since nine o'clock. It's already twelve o'clock, are you still drinking?
The second bottle of wine was finally finished. Ruriko Motoyama really couldn't drink anymore, but she was still reluctant to let go.
"I really can't bear to leave." Edogawa Conan also sighed: "But parting will always come. Ruriko, thank you for your company, I have to leave."
"Are you leaving?" A huge sense of loss arose in Ruriko Motoyama's heart.
"Yes, I'm leaving." Edogawa Conan suddenly said, "But I don't know how to get back to the hotel."
"Ah, let me take you back." Motoyama Ruriko suddenly became excited again: "I am very familiar with this place."
At the very least, I can accompany Edogawa Conan all the way.
"That's really troublesome for you." Edogawa Conan bowed slightly: "I'm really lucky to be able to meet you in Shanghai."
…
Ruriko Motoyama sent Edogawa Conan all the way to the hotel.
Edogawa Conan stopped and said, "Do you need to go up and have a cup of tea?"
Ruriko Motoyama hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Then I will disturb you."
A noble Kyoto man.
A fellow countryman of his own.
A young man who talks with such wit and humor.
why not? So Ruriko Motoyama followed Edogawa Conan into the hotel room.
What else would happen to a lonely man and a lonely woman in a hotel room?
