Volume 1: Storm in the Western Region Chapter 110 Before and After
"I don't know your name yet, so I can't keep calling you guide, right?"
The guide turned to face Zhao Rang and replied:
"Sir, my little Dawei's surname is Zhang, and I am the third oldest. Master, just call me Zhang San!"
Zhang three, Li four, Wang two pockmarks. This is the most common smooth incision of Dawei. Everyone knows it, and it is easy to call it Zhao Rang. 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 go with you on this underworld trip!"
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 carriage was very spacious, with everything from hand stoves in winter to teapots in summer. In addition, the driver's driving skills were also extremely high, although the distance was not counted. It was long, but Zhao Rang hardly felt any bumps. When turning, and the final stop, it was very natural. This level is enough for Dawei to be a driver with dozens of taels of silver per month. I don’t know where Zhang San came from. Found it everywhere.
However, Shanye Kingdom is famous for its abundant water and grass, and it also has a sunset horse farm. For those who want to have excellent riding and driving skills, it is 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 on the other 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 "darkness" of a black street may be a 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 kind of darkness. In such a place, as long as a star of light enters, it will cause huge consequences. of accidents.
"Let's just eat, drink and 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.
He was unfamiliar with the place, and this dark street was unusual. He wandered around alone, had a bad temper, and spoke harshly, so he could 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 of him. He raised his arms and waved to Zhao Rang and the others with a proud look on his face.
"Brother Jean!"
Zhao Rang had a stern look on his face, walked up to Ximen Dazhuang in three steps, 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 slap on the waist 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. He found that it was indeed more exquisite and luxurious than other buildings in the black street, but he 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 Regions. Winter lasts until April, and then it goes directly to summer."
Zhao Rang smiled and said:
"I know why they can't tell the difference between the two words!"
"Why?"
But it was Yuan Mingkong's turn who didn't understand.
"Because people from the Western Regions don't know what spring is at all, and 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 blurry. It is 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 I bring an outsider 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 windowless building in the black street. It has five floors in total and doesn't have a single window!
Zhang San walked in first, spoke to the waiter who greeted the guests, and asked him to arrange a quiet place, preferably upstairs.
Zhang San has never been to the upstairs of Chunhua Building. As a commoner, although he lives at Heijiekou, this is not a place he can afford to go. As for the place upstairs, he can'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 has no windows, so you can't look at the street view when you want to eat and drink upstairs. The appeal of the upstairs is 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 attracted everyone's attention. After all, they were wearing Western-style clothes, and their faces looked like powerful people. Now is the off-season for business travel, and so many powerful people suddenly appeared in Chunhua Tower.
The people in the Western Region couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"Master, let's sit on top!"
The building was large and the business was very good. Zhao Rang glanced around and saw that there were only a few scattered small tables on the first floor.
Following the waiter who greeted guests to the second floor, everyone sat down at a table in the middle. It faced the stairs and had its back against the wall. No matter who was coming up or going down, they could see clearly. Zhao Rang was very interested in this.
Very satisfied with the seats.
“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 is not difficult to pick them out.
After ordering, the waiter brought a small thick porcelain tube in front of everyone. When he opened the lid, he saw that it contained yogurt. There were two small plates next to it, one filled with various dry pots, including walnuts,
There is almond wood. The other one 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. He quickly poured the honey and dried fruits into it, stirred it evenly, and then he felt much more comfortable after eating it.
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 Regions is not very old, he must have just reached middle age. However, his hair and beard are a little white. However, this whiteness does not make him look older, but makes him more energetic!
With his tall stature, thin figure, and an extremely elegant blue robe, it is not difficult to know that this person must be a noble from 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 the building Chunhua Tower, exuding a kind of warm serenity, and 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 a high position for a long time.
Others can't learn it, and he can't hide it either.
It must be 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, and from the wide running body, he revealed a pair of delicate and feminine legs.
hand.
There was nothing on the middle-aged man's left hand, but each of the five fingers on his right hand was covered with rings. There were gemstones, agates, and Yuan Mingkong also saw a red coral!
The Western Region is extremely far from the sea!
Even in the northern territory of Dawei, corals are in short supply. Especially the red corals of excellent color. As long as they are trafficked from the coast of the South, not even wealthy families are 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. However, judging from the quality and quality, it was not as good as the one worn by this middle-aged man.
Zhao Rang was just about to ask Zhang San who this person was and why he had such a big name, but he heard another "dong dong dong" sound coming from below the stairs.
Hearing this movement, the middle-aged man also stopped chatting with his old friend. His eyes were sharp and he raised his chin slightly, looking confident. It seemed that he already knew who the person who was about to come up was.