The noise of chasing the thieves outside gradually subsided. Zhenliang slowly stood up from behind the screen and carefully raised his head to look around.
According to the layout of the room, this should be the room where the woman lives. It is fresh, clean, simple and elegant, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the air.
Ever since Zhenliang traveled through time, she has always been very sensitive to good smells, because she always remembered her original intention of traveling through time, so once she smelled a scent that she particularly liked, she would immediately guess whether this scent was hers.
Is it a natural body scent that you must look for?
At first, Zhenliang doubted whether the fragrance she smelled could be the body fragrance left by others, but she soon discovered an incense burner that was burning spices. In other words, the fragrance she smelled was just from the incense burner.
It's not a body fragrance at all.
A little disappointed, Zhenliang continued to walk around the room and look around.
Inadvertently walking to the bronze mirror and seeing his own figure, Zhenliang was almost frightened by his poor image.
The person in the mirror, regardless of gender, looks slovenly, not to mention tattered clothes, and his face is dark, as if it has been smeared with a layer of ashes. Although the two brown spots are covered, the face is too dark.
It seems extremely abrupt, even scary.
The most eye-catching thing about her whole face is her beautiful big dark eyes that are full of energy and aura. However, paired with her dark face, she really looks a little bit what they call a thief.
Zhenliang sighed, pulled off a rag, and carefully washed his face several times with the warm tea on the table until his face was completely clean.
Looking at the face that had returned to its normal appearance in the bronze mirror, Zhenliang felt that she still looked more accustomed to it, more natural, and even better-looking with the brown spots.
Immediately, Zhenliang couldn't help but laugh. Is she too narcissistic? Can an ugly girl with big brown spots on her face be called pretty?
While laughing at himself, Zhenliang took off his torn men's clothes, opened the large suitcase placed in the corner of the room and took a look.
You never know the full extent of things until you see them.
As a woman's suitcase, Zhenliang took it for granted that there should be colorful clothes in it, of various styles, textures, and categories...
Unexpectedly, although the clothes in the suitcase were all women's, they were all white - pure white without any other color embellishments.
Zhenliang secretly thought that the hostess of this room must be a white lover, and would not love anything other than white, or even a germophobe, right?
After sighing, Zhenliang randomly took out a suit from the suitcase and put it on. Except for the slightly longer skirt, the overall look was pretty good. After all, except for people with extremely dark skin, anyone can wear white.
Then, Zhenliang took out a white handkerchief from another drawer dedicated to clothing accessories, and temporarily folded it into a mask to cover most of his face.
After finishing preparing himself, Zhenliang realized that he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back and he was about to lose his balance.
The only thing that could be eaten in this room was a pot of warm tea, and just now she had just washed her face clean, leaving no way out, so that even drinking water now became an impossible luxury for her.
I was busy organizing myself just now and didn't pay attention to the fact that I was hungry and thirsty. Now I am aware of it. On the contrary, the more I care about it, the more unbearable the devastation and torture of hunger and thirst become.
Zhenliang knew that she could no longer stay in this room with no food or water. She had to go elsewhere to find food and water.
When she escaped from Rongcheng, she did carry five hundred taels of silver notes and a lot of broken silver with her. But now, her money baggage is all at Lao Lin's house, where she absolutely cannot and dare not go back.
Therefore, Zhenliang understood that unless she was willing to be a shameless beggar and go begging on the street, she would not be able to buy any food from the street because she was already penniless.
If she had not dressed up as a man, she would still have some valuable jewelry on her body that could be pawned or sold. However, in order to dress up as a man, all the jewelry she took off her body were packed in the same bag.
Alas!
Zhenliang really regretted not carrying some money with her. Now that she is fine, she is about to start wandering around the world with nothing. What is going on!
I don't have the energy to think more about her uncertain future. It's really clear that the top priority is to solve her food and water problems as soon as possible.
Since it was impossible to beg and buy and sell on the street, she could only hope to slip out of this room and sneak into another room - a room with any food that could fill her stomach.
Best of all, it's right next door.
After making up her mind and vision, Zhenliang tiptoed to the back of the door. After listening to the movement outside for a while, and making sure there was nothing abnormal, she opened the door slightly and looked outside.
After a while, Zhenliang was almost certain that the place she broke into was not the Jiyuan called Ren Juncai Cai, but the restaurant on the left side of Lao Lin's house. She could even hear the sound of drinking wine coming from downstairs.
The sound of drinking wine from the jar.
Taking a deep breath, Zhenliang opened the door with all his strength, quickly closed the door, then ran quickly to the right, finally stopping at the third door.
Why didn't she run to the left, nor stop in front of the first and second doors, but stopped in front of the third door? It was just her feeling, or maybe it was luck.
Zhenliang stood in front of the third door and listened close to the crack. When he saw that there was no sound coming from inside, he carefully pushed the door inward.
The door was not locked, and I unexpectedly and quickly saw the mouth-watering scene inside the door.
On a large round table, there were sumptuous dishes, some of which were still steaming.
What's strange is that although the circle around the round table is filled with chairs, there is no sign of anyone taking a seat.
Without delving into the reason why there was no one in the room, Zhenliang's ability to withstand hunger and hunger had reached its limit. She really couldn't hold it on any longer. Neither her body nor her heart could stand up to that table.
Dishes are ignored.
She had to hurry up and grab them!
Without any hesitation, Zhenliang broke into the third door without hesitation and closed the door with his backhand.
She actually wanted to lock the door, but once the door was locked, wouldn't it be more dangerous if someone wanted to come in?
So Zhenliang gave up the idea of locking the door, rushed to the table as soon as possible, grabbed a few pieces of the most filling meat, then hid behind a cabinet in the room, and wolfed down the meat in his hands.
She was afraid that someone would come in later and find that the dishes had been tampered with, so she didn't take too many meat dishes on the same plate, but only one piece on each plate.
After Zhenliang stuffed all the meat he had brought into his stomach, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, and a burst of noisy voices came from both men and women, mostly men's voices.
Zhenliang's heart was hanging in her throat. She only knew that she had broken into someone else's place and stole someone else's things. She never expected that soon, right away, she would meet the person who had made her suffer the most in her life.
