Kyoto, the capital of the last five feudal dynasties and the center of today's political power, is a city with a history of more than 3,000 years, and has an irreplaceable and important position in the Dragon Kingdom.

Li Futu walked out of the airport, took a taxi, and did not rush to book a hotel, but asked the driver to wander around.

Ten years later, he wanted to revisit the city.

"Young man, are you here to visit Kyoto?"

The taxi driver is a middle-aged man, driving a taxi every day, and has developed a very cheerful personality.

Li Futu looked at the city outside the car window and laughed softly: "I lived here when I was a child, but I haven't been back for many years, so I want to look around." ”

"You're also from Kyoto?"

The driver was a little surprised, and then his tone became more enthusiastic, and when he waited for the red light, he handed Li Futu a cigarette.

As a taxi driver living at the grassroots level, he naturally can't smoke any good cigarettes, but Li Futu took it very politely, thanked him politely, and then lit the cigarette.

"In recent years, Kyoto has developed too fast, and districts like Chengxuan Wenhua have been merged and abolished, not to mention these, you see on this Fengwu Road, how could there be so many high-rise buildings before?"

The driver smoked a cigarette and said with emotion: "This building is a building, but this house price is also rising with the tide, and the pressure is almost out of breath, if it weren't for the previous generation to leave me a nest, I am counting on renting, I am afraid I will not be able to afford a suite here in my life." But that's it, but there are countless young people desperately drilling here, even if they live in a dark basement, I really don't understand what young people think nowadays, chasing dreams? ”

Li Futu acted as a competent listener, listening to the chatter of the driver, smoking silently, and being silent.

Taxis are aimlessly shuttling through the streets and alleys, carrying a returning old man to re-appreciate the city's customs and customs.

"Young man, if you don't mind the traffic jam, why don't we go for a walk on Chang'an Avenue? ”

As the east-west axis of Kyoto, Chang'an Avenue from Jianguomen in the east to Fuxingmen in the west can be said to be synonymous with the politics of the Dragon Kingdom, and it is also an important road for international VIPs to visit Beijing.

"Just listen to the master. ”

Li Futu nodded very casually.

Kyoto, one of the largest cities in the Dragon Kingdom, has a large population, and its road planning is extremely complicated, and the traffic situation has been unsatisfactory, and when the taxi pulls up Chang'an Street, it is close to the end of work.

Ten miles of Chang'an Street, busy with traffic, all kinds of luxury cars can be seen everywhere here, along both sides of the street, there are important institutions such as the City Hall, the Ministry of Commerce.

"Hey, see it, no matter how awesome the car, on this street, will be honest, although we are a taxi, but on this street, I am not afraid to meet a Bentley, here, does he dare to grab the road casually? ”

The driver smirked.

But on this first street, is it really as he said, everyone is equal?

To the east, there was a convoy coming, two cars in front of the road, left and right rear cars also followed closely, and it seemed that the one who was guarded in the middle was not a luxury car, just a red flag, but this car was discontinued a few years ago.

The convoy was unhurried and obeyed the law, moving smoothly on Chang'an Avenue, but everywhere it passed, whether it was a Porsche, Ferrari or Maybach, they all avoided both sides and made way for the convoy.

An unobstructed passage appeared on the crowded Chang'an Avenue!

This spectacular sight naturally attracted the attention of the entire street, including Li Futu, of course.

"See, the license plate of that red flag car. ”

The driver looked at the oncoming motor, his eyes revealing undisguised awe.

Li Futu also looked at the silent but amazing convoy.

In the heart of the Kyoto regime, almost everyone understands that the value of the vehicle itself is of little significance, and in Kyoto, the license plate is the weight of the owner.

The license plate on the Hongqi car showed white letters on a red background.

Kyo-A starts.

This kind of license plate comes from the General Staff!

The convoy passed smoothly and then gradually moved away, and traffic on Chang'an Avenue returned to normal.

"I'm right, here, you often meet some real big people, but I don't know which big guy is sitting in that red flag. ”

The driver looked back at the direction where the convoy had disappeared, and only retracted his gaze when a horn came from behind.

Li Futu didn't answer, and chuckled: "Master, send me to the fourth middle school." ”

When I came to No. 4 Middle School, the meter showed that it had cost more than 300 oceans, and the driver's master threw away the fraction very righteously.

Li Futu was not polite, thanked him, checked out and got out of the car, and came to the place where he used to study.

Although the city has changed a lot, the school is still there.

Li Futu originally planned to go in and have a look, but in the end he was stopped by the security guard at the door, for the safety of students, the school naturally will not let strangers in, even if Li Futu does not look like a bad person.

Li Futu didn't embarrass the security guards, looked at the school through the school gate, smiled, and then turned to leave.

He remembered that Song Luoshen had said that the small restaurant next to the school was not closed, he went to take a look and found that Song Luoshen did not lie, but the difference was that compared with ten years ago, this restaurant has been upgraded in scale and the store area is much larger.

"Is it a meal?"

As Li Futu approached the restaurant, he was greeted by a waiter.

It's past six o'clock in the afternoon, and the restaurant is still doing brisk business as it was ten years ago.

"Alone. ”

Li Futu said softly.

His response made the waiter stunned, it seemed that he rarely met a person who came to eat, but he didn't say much, and led Li Futu to a table for four people, "This is the menu, you take a look at it first, and call me after ordering." ”

With that, the waiter was about to leave, the business was good, and he had to go and serve other customers.

Li Futu didn't look at the menu, and said, "Your boss here shouldn't have changed yet, right?"

The waiter turned around, although he was a little puzzled why the other party would ask such a question, but still nodded: "Our boss has been here for more than ten years." ”

"A piece of bamboo shoot meat, a plate of fried fungus with shiitake mushrooms, thank you. ”

Li Futu didn't even look at it, and returned the menu to the waiter.

(End of chapter)