"I don't know what your name is yet, so I can't keep calling you guide, right?"
The guide turned to face Zhao Rang and replied:
"Sir, the little Dawei's surname is Zhang, and he is the third oldest. Master, just call me Zhang San!"
Zhang San Li Si, Wang Er Mazi. This is the most common smooth incision of Dawei. Everyone knows it, and it is easy for Zhao Rang to scream. Anyway, the name is just a code name, you can call it anything, the simpler, the better.
"Okay! Zhang San arranged it well. We will join you on this trip to the underworld!"
Zhao Rang said jokingly.
His words were not without purpose, but he was praising the excellent carriage Zhang San had just found. The interior of the car is very spacious, with everything from a hand stove in winter to a teapot in summer. In addition, the driver's driving skills were also extremely high. Although the road was not long, Zhao Rang hardly felt any bumps. Turning corners, and finally stopping, feel natural. This level is enough for Dawei to be a driver worth dozens of taels of silver per month. I don’t know where Zhang San found it.
However, Danye Kingdom is famous for its abundant water and grass, and it also has a sunset horse farm. Those who want to come here with excellent riding and driving skills are far better than other places.
"Thank you for your compliment, this is what a young man should do!"
Zhang San bowed his hands.
Standing at the street entrance and looking in, everyone except Ximen Dazhuang and Yuan Kexin saw something unusual about this dark street. Yuan Mingkong cracked the corner of his mouth, showing great interest in the opposite side.
"You know this place?"
Zhao Rang asked.
Yuan Mingkong may not have been to many places, but he may have heard of them.
The shadow guards of the Investigation Department are known to be pervasive. If this underworld street is as famous as Zhang San said, then he must have heard of it!
"I've heard of it, but there's nothing interesting about it."
Zhao Rang asked:
"Nothing interesting, what do you mean?"
Yuan Mingkong tightened his lips and replied:
"It means I didn't find out anything."
Zhao Rang felt relieved.
It turns out that the shadow guard of the Investigation Department also encountered a soft top here.
The "blackness" of a black street may be just pitch black, so dark that you can't see anything. People who have lived there for a long time have long been accustomed to this darkness. In this kind of place, if a star of light enters, it will cause huge changes.
"Let's just eat, drink, have fun, have a good night, and don't care about anything else."
"Hahaha, three good nights! How did you come up with this word?"
Yuan Mingkong was amused by Zhao Rang's words, and the two of them crossed the street, arm in arm, and plunged into the dark street.
Seeing this, Zhang San quickly walked to the front and said to Zhao Rang:
"Master, we are still missing someone!"
Zhao Rang asked vigilantly:
"Who? Who's not here?"
After saying that, he immediately looked back.
Ye Sanniang and Yuan Kexin walked at the end. Zhao Rang looked around and found that Ximen Dazhuang's sturdy figure was missing.
"This damn fat guy..."
I don’t know where Ximen Dazhuang went.
For someone who is unfamiliar with this place, this dark street reveals something unusual. He wanders around by himself, has a bad temper, and speaks harshly. He can easily cause trouble!
"We're just standing here. Go and ask the surrounding stores if they noticed his whereabouts just now!"
Zhang San nodded in agreement and hurriedly started to inquire.
As a result, as soon as he asked the two of them, Zhao Rang saw Ximen Dazhuang's sturdy figure walking out of a building in front, raising his arms and waving to Zhao Rang and the others with a proud look on his face.
"Brother Rang!"
Zhao Rang had a sullen face, walked up to Ximen Dazhuang in three steps and two, and stabbed him hard on the waist and eye with the handle of the black steel knife hidden in his blouse.
"Why the hell are you running around?"
Ximen Dazhuang was in pain and short of breath. He couldn't take a breath for half a breath. After a long while, he explained aggrievedly:
"Brother Rang, I ate too much watermelon and it felt like peeing! I could bear it at first, but then I was shaken on the carriage and I couldn't hold it in anymore... You can't pee your pants..."
This is a serious explanation.
But Zhao Rang then thought about it, didn't you bring it on yourself if you ate too much watermelon? You have to be greedy and you have to eat so much! So a little slap on the waist and eyes is definitely not a loss.
"Master, what a coincidence! The place where this master comes is exactly where we want to enter!"
Hearing this, Zhao Rang raised his head and looked at the building. I found that it was indeed more exquisite and luxurious than other buildings in the black street, but I still didn't recognize a single word on the plaque hanging at the door.
"Chunhua Tower."
Yuan Mingkong read the words on the plaque.
Zhao Rang didn't hear clearly and asked:
"Spring flowers or spring flowers?"
Yuan Mingkong replied:
"Actually, everything is fine!"
"There is a difference between these two words in Dawei dialect, but they are very similar in Western language. Isn't spring flower blooming in Chunhua?"
"I see...so they just combined the two words into one?"
Yuan Mingkong nodded and said:
"That's right!"
"And there is basically no spring in the Western Region. Winter lasts until April, and then it goes directly to summer."
Zhao Rang said with a smile:
"I know why they can't tell the difference between the two words!"
"Why?"
But it was Yuan Mingkong's turn to not understand.
"Because people from the Western Regions don't know what spring is at all, so of course they can't tell the difference between spring flowers and spring flowers!"
This explanation makes sense.
No matter who you are, your judgment on things that you are not clear about will naturally be unclear. It's probably just fine, that's what high and low means, and no one will take it seriously.
Zhang San was also listening in rapt attention.
In the future, when he brings outsiders to Black Street, he can learn from his example and introduce this building in this way.
But there are still some things that Zhao Rang and the others don't know. For example, Chunhua Building is the only building without windows in the dark street. It's five stories high and doesn't have a single window!
Zhang San walked in first and told the waiter to find a quiet place, preferably upstairs.
Zhang San has never been to the upper floor of Chunhua Building. As a civilian, even though he lived at Heijiekou, this was not a place he could afford to go. As for the place upstairs, he couldn't even think about it.
Speaking of which, Zhao Rang didn't know why the upstairs of the restaurant was more expensive than the one downstairs. This building had no windows, so you couldn't look at the street view while eating and drinking upstairs. The appeal of the upstairs was greatly reduced. It doesn't matter where you sit.
But Zhang San has been hired as a guide, so there is nothing wrong with leaving these things to him, as long as they are properly arranged.
When everyone walked in, they still received everyone's attention. After all, they were wearing Western-style clothes, and their faces looked like powerful men. Now is the off-season for business travel. So many powerful people suddenly appeared, and the people from the Western Regions in Chunhua Tower couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"Master, let's sit on top!"
The building is very big and the business is very good. Zhao Rang glanced around and saw that there were only a few scattered small tables on the first floor.
Following the receptionist to the second floor, everyone sat down at a central table. Here we face the stairs and our back is against the wall. No matter who comes up or down, they can see clearly. Zhao Rang is very satisfied with this seat.
"It's up to you to decide what to eat and drink, just have something special!"
Zhang San responded, picked up the menu and gave orders to the waiter.
He has long been familiar with the characteristics of Chunhua Tower. There are only a few characteristics of the Western Regions, so it’s not difficult to pick them out.
After ordering, the waiter placed a small thick porcelain tube in front of everyone. When I opened the lid, I saw that it contained yogurt. There are two small plates next to it, one filled with various dry pots, including walnuts and almonds. The other is filled with honey, which is used to pour into yogurt and mix with it.
Zhao Rang took a bite of the original flavor first and felt that although the yogurt from the Western Regions tasted very good, it was so sour... like vinegar. I quickly poured the honey and dried fruits into it and mixed it evenly before eating it and I felt much more comfortable.
After eating a can of yogurt, everyone has an appetite.
When they were hungry, no one wanted to talk. They all stared eagerly at the stairs, waiting for the waiter to bring the food.
Not long after, there was a "dong dong dong" sound from the bottom of the stairs. Everyone looked happy, thinking that the dishes were about to be served.
Unexpectedly, the person who came up was not a waiter or a dish, but a man from the Western Regions.
This man from the Western Region is not very old, he must have just reached middle age. But his hair and beard were a little gray. However, this whiteness does not make him look older, but makes him more energetic!
With a tall stature, a thin figure, and an extremely elegant blue robe, it is not difficult to know that this person should be a noble of Shan Ye Kingdom.
Soon the reactions of the people around him proved this in disguise.
After the middle-aged man came up, the people from the Western Regions who were busy eating and drinking at other tables stood up one after another, put their right hands on their chests, and saluted him with great respect.
The middle-aged man did not put on any airs at all. He smiled, just like the name of Chunhua Tower, exuding a kind of warm serenity. He kept nodding and returning gifts to everyone.
However, Zhao Rang still saw a bit of majesty in his gentle face.
This is a kind of momentum formed by staying in the upper position for a long time.
Others can't learn it, and he can't hide it.
It was an old friend with whom he had a good relationship. He came over enthusiastically from the side and chatted with him. Zhao Rang saw him and the man bowing to each other, revealing a pair of hands as delicate as a woman's from the wide running body.
There is nothing on the middle-aged man's left hand, and each of the five fingers on his right hand is covered with rings. There were gems, agate, and Yuan Mingkong also saw a red coral!
The Western Region is extremely far from the sea!
Even in the northern reaches of Dawei, corals are in short supply. Especially red corals of excellent color, if they are trafficked from the coast of Southland, even wealthy families are not qualified to own them, and they will most likely have to be taken away by the royal family.
Although Yuan Mingkong was an unpopular prince, he also received a red coral ring from his father during the coronation ceremony. But judging from the quality and quality, it is not as good as what this middle-aged man is wearing.
Zhao Rang was just about to ask Zhang San who this person was and why he had such a big background, but he heard another "dong dong dong" sound coming from the bottom of the stairs.
Hearing this movement, the middle-aged man also stopped talking to his old friend, his eyes were sharp and he raised his chin slightly, looking confident. It seemed that he already knew who was coming up soon.
