- He picked it up with his hand, but saw that it was a paper folded finch, but the quality of the paper was not good, and it seemed that the finch had lost any spirit.

When Ruan Luo saw this scene, his eyes quickly noticed that there was still some cake powder left on the corner of the wings of the paper bird, and he suddenly smiled and said, "It seems to be the oil paper wrapped in the bean cake, I don't know if this is the work of that naughty child." ”

Wang Chi did not immediately throw it down because he knew that this was something that a child had played, but held the small paper finch in the palm of his hand, and after looking at the front and back a few times, he said with a smile: "From this little thing, I seem to see a small wish hidden by a child after repeated chanting." ”

I didn't expect that there was still such an innocent inch in the heart of a monarch, Ruan Luo suddenly became very curious in his heart after listening to Wang Chi's words, and couldn't help but ask: "What wish?" ”

"Another bean cake." Wang Chi gently put the finch folded with oiled paper back on the chopstick basket, "There are many, many sweet bean cakes." ”

Wang Chixue spoke in a child's tone, and he was able to learn a seven-eight-point image for a while, and he didn't think that playing like this would have anything to do with his identity, but Ruan Luo, who was sitting on the opposite side, couldn't help but smile and endure hard.

"Children are always very casual and direct about their needs." After a short period of playfulness, Wang Chi's tone of voice had returned to normal, his gaze moved from the wings of the paper finch to Ruan Luo's face, and he suddenly asked, "Do you remember what you wanted to get the most when you were a child?" ”

Wang Chi would suddenly ask this, and Ruan Luo suddenly didn't know how to answer. And immediately after, he heard Wang Chi sigh, and then continued: "I violated your father's trust and did not take good care of you...... No, along the way, I have failed more than your father......"

"No, uncle, don't say that, and don't blame yourself." Listening to Wang Chi's words to this point, Ruan Luo couldn't hold back anymore, and he had to say something. "The juniors know. I have never been without your care by my side, and my father's wishes have now been fulfilled by my uncle, and this is the most comforting thing for him. ”

"Is that enough?" Wang Chi's words seemed to have suddenly taken a sharp turn. "It's not like you haven't seen what your father left behind."

"This ......" Ruan Luo had of course seen the relics left by his father mentioned in Wang Chi's words. In fact, he almost never mentions such a thing on the surface. But he values it more than anyone else. It is also because of this that he knows better than anyone except Wang Chi when every inch of the construction of such things is put into practice. What a huge land project it would be.

If my father hadn't been killed by a local plague on the march more than ten years ago, his huge plan would have been enough for him to cooperate with Wang Chi for another decade or two, and I am afraid it would have been difficult to fully achieve his wish.

Since returning from studying in Xiaoliang Kingdom, in the long years of nearly ten years, Ruan Luo has actually calculated the cost of money to fulfill his father's last wish more than once, and I have to say that as long as it involves the conquest, it is an extremely money-consuming thing.

Of course, Wang Chi also knows this.

Perhaps, this is the reason why he has always been on guard against the Yan family.

Although the Yan family grew up in the Liang Kingdom, and the family headquarters is also located in the capital of the Liang Kingdom, the distance between the Liang Kingdom and the Northern Yan is too close compared to the distance from the Nanzhao Kyoto. It changed in the direction of the wind, and in an extreme situation, the Yan family was accepted by the North Yan, which is also uncertain.

A few years ago, when Ruan Luo was just a child, on the way to study in Liang Kingdom, he met the Yan family's caravan on the way, and by coincidence, he was helped by the Yan family until he reached the highest university in Liang Kingdom. At that time, the sincerity and enthusiasm of the Yan family to accept him as a manufactory material were at their peak, and he was able to take some opportunity to calculate the total annual income of the Yan family, and the probability of reliability was about eighty percent.

It was also from that time that Ruan Luo had an idea in his heart, which was very close to Wang Chi's actual attitude towards the Yan family, so he chose not to say goodbye at that time.

After all, the Yan family was really good to him at that time, and when he thought that he might turn around in the future and use the skills that the Yan family helped him learn to calculate the Yan family, he felt guilty and didn't dare to receive more favors - in addition, it was indeed the result of his almost learning.

And later, when Ruan Luo returned to Nanzhao, he also thought about whether the Yan family's kindness to him was intentional? The Yan family has been in the mall for a long time, how can he still have that kind of chivalrous heart that can be called an idiot in terms of interest exchanges? And he was so enthusiastic about a foreigner that he almost covered all the living needs of his years of studying in Liang State.

So he entrusted his friend Wang Zhe to investigate. As soon as Wang Zhe learned of this, he was suspicious in his heart, and after receiving his permission, he immediately contacted the members of the four groups who had been stationed in Beiyan.

The four groups of foreign garrison groups were originally used to infiltrate the Beiyan Military Department, and since Wang Chi left the Northern Xinjiang garrison and counterattacked Kyoto, this organization was divided into a small group to watch the Liang ** Division. When Ruan Luo asked Wang Zhe to help investigate the affairs of the Yan family, the members of the four groups who entered the Liang Kingdom had just gained a foothold, but it was not too difficult for this gang of people to spy on the old rivers and lakes, and to find out about the shortcomings of the parents in the Yan family, as well as some long-standing secrets.

In the end, the result was actually not much suspense, and the kindness that the Yan family had was actually basically in line with the true character of a businessman.

The Yan family's family members helped Ruan Luo, who was just a child back then, of course, there was a plan. What they want is the identity of Ruan Luo that they know, because his father is Ruan Chenggang, because Ruan Chenggang's will makes Nanzhao the ruler of power attach great importance to it, and then attach great importance to Ruan Luo, the only descendant of Ruan Chenggang.

In addition to this, the rulers of the Yan family also firmly believe that what is good for a child will either be quickly forgotten or will be remembered for a lifetime. Therefore, in order to prevent Ruan Luo from forgetting the help of the Yan family to him so quickly, the head of the Yan family even used his own son. In the few years when they were in a foreign country, Yan Yu and Ruan Luo, the third sons of the Yan family, could indeed be called good classmates in the school. A good friend outside the school, almost about to swear.

The news retrieved by the spy members of the four groups of foreign subgroups really made Ruan Luo feel a little chilled while being taken aback.

But no matter how the Yan family was going to use themselves, this matter had not been done after all, and Ruan Luo's heart had not been able to harden to a certain extent, so after learning the news of this hidden evil heart, although Ruan Luo's attitude towards the Yan family was a little indifferent, he had not yet thought of the cold Cheng dù who wanted to watch them disappear immediately.

According to the total annual tax revenue of Nanzhao, as well as the income of some self-operated industries of the national dynasty, it is calculated together. To fully pay for the financial expenses of the world constructed in his father's will. It will take about another five to seven years. If the Yan family is willing to support in silver, it may be possible to shorten the process by two or three years, but this is obviously a very ethereal idea. Even if there is such a businessman in this world, it is definitely not the Yan family's share.

And to get the support of this rich man. It seems that there is only one way. It is also the most exciting way for an emperor.

Just do it. It's too inhumane. At least in Ruan Luo's opinion, this method is too killing. But if it really comes to the beginning of the war, for a king, an emperor like Wang Chi who was born in a general. Ten thousand people were killed, not to mention the more than 1,000 clansmen of the Yan family?

The fact that the entire clan of thousands of people was able to steal the house and fill the treasury was only done by the king of the previous dynasty more than ten years ago, and it is unknown whether such a thing will be operated by Wang Chi again.

Two bowls of steaming wontons were brought to the table, although the bowls and spoons were all made of light gray coarse porcelain, which was not as delicate as the set of bone jade and white porcelain in the palace, but the bone broth in this large bowl was fragrant, and occasionally there were a few fried shrimp that were fried to a bright yellow on the fire, and the wontons like jade balls were dotted with fresh onion foam, tangled with silk-like seaweed, which suddenly made people appetize.

As a coastal city, Kyoto Koyo has a rich production of this kind of food used to enhance the freshness of soups, and it is used by all wonton noodle restaurants in the city, which really enriches the content of the people's dinner table in the city.

"When I was in the north, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky to eat a handful of such shallots. White flour is also not often available, and the soil climate there, if you want to harvest the wheat, you have to look at the face of the sky, and you have to take a big risk, so almost no one is willing to try it. Wang Chi pinched the spoon and stirred the wontons in the bowl, as if he remembered something, and his expression was a little erratic. As for what he mentioned to Ruan Luo about Ruan Chenggang's last wish just now, it seems that he has forgotten it.

However, whether he really forgot it or not, it was really not suitable to talk about it in this open and welcoming wonton restaurant. He only needs to remind Ruan Luo, whether he wants it or not, he must tell him not to forget his son and father's will, and it is enough.

Listening to Wang Chi's usual words, Ruan Luo also made up a sentence: "I remember when I first came to the south, I didn't know what kind of animal the pig was...... In the north, more cattle and sheep are raised, and in order to resist the bad weather, more jerky reserves are made, which are not as fresh as the south is used to, and even a stick bone can make so many tricks. ”

Wang Chi came back to his senses slightly, smiled slightly and said: "One side of the water and soil to support the other side, like the place we used to live in, there are not too many choices in life, so the people there are used to thinking simply and straightforwardly when facing problems. In the south, where there is an abundance of produce, people may have to think twice about what kind of recipe to change at the dinner table every day. ”

Ruan Luo also nodded when he heard this, but he already felt that the topic at the dinner table was starting to become a little boring, but he seemed to hear some off-string sounds, so he didn't answer again.

Sure enough, he quickly listened to Wang Chi continue: "I don't understand why in such an environment, some people would think of making a fortune in business, and raising such a large family business. In our south, there has never been anyone who has been able to match it. ”

"Maybe it's the real situation." Ruan Luo didn't take over until this time, and cooperated with the name of the Yan family, and said in a slightly lowered voice: "The decades when the family developed and progressed the fastest, it was the year when the previous week collapsed, and no one fought with it, so the family was allowed to grow alone. ”

"When it comes to southern merchants, the pace of development is more than 30 years later than that family, and now everyone is doing this business, and the competition is also greater, in terms of the sum of accumulation, it is indeed incomparable." Speaking of this, Ruan Luo should have remembered something, and after a slight pause, he continued: "But in terms of business rules, we still have winning sub-items in the south. ”

"Oh? It seems that you have not thought carefully about these things. Wang Chi was talking at the same time. There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, "You might as well gossip about it." ”

Wang Chi mentioned the word "gossip" in his words, but he actually faintly reminded Ruan Luo to pay attention to the speaking environment, not really asking him to say something that was not painful.

Needless to say, of course Ruan Luo could understand his meaning, and after a little consideration, he said slowly: "There are only two points, one is: the products of various places are irreplaceable according to the geographical advantages, and the other is: there is a sea in the south, although there is also in the north. But across a mountain range. It's like meat out of reach, it doesn't work. ”

Regarding this analysis, Wang Chi nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "You can see things very accurately. Very good. ”

"In fact, this is also the foundation of business. Material exchange. Different prices in different places to make a profit. Ruan Luo smiled modestly. In this way, he can see through these essences. Probably because he is in the business world, in the business, in the business, often ponder the gains.

"In addition to the two things you said, there is actually another thing that I have been suspecting." Wang Chi put the spoon in his hand on the edge of the bowl and said in thought, "Perhaps...... Is this family more than just a family? ”

How could Ruan Luo not know the meaning that Wang Chi did not say in his words, it is very likely that the reason why Wang Chi has always been worried about the continued growth of the Yan family is in this half of Huayi. But even though the words came to this, Ruan Luo still only asked tentatively: "...... do you mean?"

"Although the pronunciation is different, the ...... I'm still suspicious of this......" Wang Chi picked up the spoon again, but did not move the wontons in the bowl, he thought for a while, and then said: "Don't you think that the hierarchy and arrangement in this family are different from ordinary merchants? I often wonder if this is the same vein of the mountains. ”

"Not yet." Ruan Luo replied in a light tone.

If, as Wang Chi said, the Yan family, a giant who dominates the Liang State and dyes most of the territory of the Zhao Dynasty, actually has the strength of the Northern Yan royal family mixed in, then in the near future, when the Nanzhao army is pointing at the northern country and the two countries cannot avoid war, I am afraid that no one will be able to save the Yan family.

No matter how rich a thousand people are, they can't resist hundreds of thousands, even those with iron rods, attacking and sweeping them away.

At this time, Ruan Luo seemed to have forgotten that if the Yan family was really a gold-absorbing and silver-absorbing basin controlled by the royal family of the Northern Kingdom, then the nature and significance of this family would no longer be an ordinary merchant family. He has already taken the side of national responsibility, and when the country around him is under attack, and he provides financial support for war and armament, then he must be ready to receive the destruction of defeat while receiving the glory of victory, and compassion no longer belongs to this family.

Carefully speaking, Ruan Luo's consciousness of choice is still only staying in the business circles that he is familiar with. If war and peace are at stake between the two countries, he is still easily trapped by the power of choice.

If this matter is placed in front of Wang Chi, once it is determined that the Yan family is actually related to the Beiyan royal family, his choice and layout will definitely be decisive. At a minimum, more than 70% of the actual property of the Yan family must be controlled, at least 40% or 50% of the gold and silver that can be directly cashed will be "moved", and then the personal freedom of the core people and important accounts will be restricted and encapsulated. Can't control the killing, can't stay burning, in short, the Yan family's most substantial value to Nan Zhao is those gold bricks and silver blocks, as for the essentials of doing business, in Wang Chi's view, all avenues are the same, without his Yan family's experience, Nan Zhao can also create his own routines.

Wang Chi had already secretly made up his mind in his heart, otherwise the doubts about the Yan family would have been haunting his mind, and I was afraid that it would be difficult for him to sleep peacefully. At this moment, he mentioned his doubts to Ruan Luo, but it was also because Ruan Luo's previous insights could go straight to the core of the problem, so he raised the question he had been thinking about, looking forward to hearing different voices.

At this time, he really heard a different answer, this completely negative answer made him feel quite surprised, and then the doubt in his heart climbed to a higher level.

Seeing that Wang Chi was full of doubts and looked at him with a little disappointment, Ruan Luo hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What does Uncle think of the hierarchy within the Ye family?" ”

As soon as Wang Chi heard this, the doubts and disappointment in his eyes were suddenly swept away, and then replaced by an awe-inspiring meaning.

There are very few people in this world who can talk to him about the Ye family so directly, and can keep him calm, fortunately, Ruan Luo is one of these people.

But despite his attitude towards Ruan Luo, his tone of voice still sank slightly: "Why did you suddenly talk about this?" ”

At this time, Ruan Luo had also seen that Wang Chi's love was a little sinking. was obviously not happy to mention the Ye family, but when he said the word "Ye family", he had already made up his mind to say everything he wanted to say about this matter. So he only paused slightly, and quickly continued: "Does uncle think that the rise of the Ye family was also due to the special division of labor system? ”

"This ......"

This time, it was Wang Chi's turn to hesitate.

However, the reason for his hesitation was not because Ruan Luo said something, but because he was not sure about something about the Ye family. Is it the right time for him to tell Ruan Luo?

In fact. There are many things about the Ye family, and he has been hiding them from many people so far, and he himself feels that it is very hard to grit his teeth and hold back.

But you can't say it, you just can't say it now!

Wang Chi wanted to answer bluntly: "Yes!" ”。 And still answer two in a row.

Once the rise of the Ye family. Half of it really depends on the special system within their family. So much so that Wang Chi also borrowed from these systems, and in the more than ten years after he ascended the throne, he made several partial improvements to the mess left by the previous dynasty. So he can occasionally go out of the palace in such a light and simple way. It will not alarm the palace and cause chaos; So sometimes, like the Spring Enlightenment Festival and the people, the Spring Maritime Ceremony and the people, the emperor openly with the people, leaving a big vacancy in the middle palace, and there has never been any chaos......

Considering these things, the more he could not directly respond to Ruan Luo's question with a real answer.

And since he stopped talking, it was Ruan Luo's turn to continue.

"Since the Ye family can rise, it is also a human being, and others can too, not necessarily relying on any special forces." Speaking of this, Ruan Luo seemed to think of something that made him feel embarrassed, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, "The younger generation studied in the northwest a few years ago, and I heard some sayings, the Ye family originally started there, and this family fell the week before, but some of their deeds are spread far more in the northwest than in the south, maybe this is an opportunity for another family to learn from." ”

"Maybe what you're saying is a possibility."

For Ruan Luo's analysis, Wang Chi only responded very simply, and then he lowered his head and continued to eat wontons slowly and methodically. Obviously, the topic at the dinner table came to a side that he didn't want to talk about. Even so, Ruan Luo was also interested in not continuing to say anything.

At this moment, a singing voice came from far and near at the door of the wonton restaurant. The singing is a girl who is about twenty-eight years old, although the singing voice is a little stiff in terms of technique, not as good as the famous actors in the big opera troupe, but the eye-catching part of this singing voice is in the girl's crisp voice like spring water. The singing style that has not been shaped by too many techniques is sometimes touching because of its simplicity.

In the girl's singing, there is only one three-stringed piano note as a backdrop, and the fingering of the person who plucks the strings is too simple, only three or two fingers are plucked at the corners of a few syllables. As far as the girl's singing voice is concerned, the purpose of the violinist does not seem to be to make the singing more gorgeous, but only to serve as a guide for the novice singer.

The not-so-elaborate singing voice with obviously not very enthusiastic strings makes people feel that this pair of wandering singers are either noble-born but forced to perform on the streets because of the collapse of their families, or they have been poor for a long time and lack the strength to support this seemingly light but actually tiring work.

But it is such a singing skill and chord sound that can attract the attention of Wang Chi, who has listened to countless court music in the wonton hall, and his gaze moved out of the door and stopped for a long time before retracting.

The main reason why such a rough piece of music attracted his attention was that the familiar melody hooked a wisp of memory out of his mind, and his mind flew out of the door with the wisp of memory that seemed to have become distant by the dusty time.

"Uncle?" Ruan Luo watched something strange and called softly.

Wang Chi's eyebrows moved, but it wasn't until he saw an old man and a young man walking slowly past the door, not on the other side of the door, that he withdrew his gaze and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Ruan Luo hesitated for a moment, and said in a different way: "What do you think of the singing outside the door just now?" ”

"Not good." Although Wang Chi's evaluation was unpleasant, he didn't show any displeasure on his face because of his hearing, but seemed to remember something wonderful, and smiled slightly, "But this tone is very familiar." ”

Ruan Luo became curious.

A tune that can make Wang Chi feel familiar, even if it is not composed by the orchestra that lives in the palace. It must also be the work of that famous musician, who occasionally went into the palace to play it, so that Wang Chi can save his memory. It's just that the way the two traveling artists who played and sang just now was to sell their art and beg for a living, obviously singing wherever they went. And although this kind of music artist can play and sing, most of them have superficial skills, and it is difficult to form a fixed faction.

If you are a city resident who often eats and drinks in restaurants outside your home, you will encounter two or three groups of such artists every day, but Wang Chi is busy with state affairs every day, how can he have so much leisure time to swim outside the palace, and how can he have an impression of these two wandering artists who are not in the same style?

"Do you remember your Aunt Ye?" Wang Chi spoke. A hint of amazement pressed under his eyebrows. "In the past, in the Northland, she occasionally sang some ditties, and that's the tune...... Perhaps it can't be called a tune, even she herself often commented on it...... It's called 'out of tune'. It's also called 'no score'. ”

"Not in tune?" Wang Chi's words. A somewhat hazy figure gradually appeared in Ruan Luo's memory.

"When you last saw her. We hadn't come back yet, and you were about four or five years old at the time, so you probably don't remember much of what she looked like, right? Wang Chi paused slightly when he said this. Before Ruan Luo could respond, he himself opened his mouth and slowly continued: "When she was upset before, she would sing this, saying that she would sing wherever she wanted, so there was no score and no tune, and she forgot about it after singing, and then even forgot about those marginal troubles. ”

"Aunt Ye's appearance, the younger generation really can't remember it clearly now." Ruan Luo worked hard for a while, but finally there was no way to make the shadow in the depths of his memory clearer, so he had to give up, and muttered with some feelings: "The only thing I remember the most is that she often walks around with her second son in her arms, but she is not very willing to hug me." At that time, I often wondered, why did Aunt Ye refuse to pick me up even though she was still with one free hand? Looking back now, I just think my thoughts are ridiculous. ”

"Hong'er has been weak since she was a child, if she hadn't been bold enough to go out for a walk in those years, I am afraid that I would really suffocate that child." Thinking of the memory fragment that seemed to be always covered with a layer of yellow sand, Wang Chi couldn't help but sigh softly, and then he looked at Ruan Luo, and said with a slightly slower face: "But ah, if you want her to hold two children who are almost four years old at the same time, it will really make her tired enough." ”

More than ten years ago, the child that Miss Ye was "lazy" to hold was still very strong, but Wang Chi often hugged him and used the iron ring hanging on the handle of the big knife on his side waist as a bell to make him laugh.

Ruan Luo laughed.

Wang Chi didn't say anything more on this topic, he just buried his head and continued to eat wontons, and the soup quickly dried out after a bowl of three fresh wontons. The two guards sitting at the table next to him have been close to him for a long time, knowing his habits after dinner, they didn't participate in half a sentence before, in fact, they didn't relax their attention to this table, Wang Chi put down the spoon Not long after, the shopkeeper quickly brought a pot of tea under the call of the two guards.

The small restaurant that opened in the neighborhood greets customers with coarse tea at a lower price. Of course, there are also some valuable tea leaves on the counter, but Wang Chi came out on this trip, the main purpose is to be as low-key as possible, and the two close entourages must also understand this, so all the things encountered when walking outside the palace are natural.

After drinking half a cup of light brown tea soup, the bitter taste is like a densely woven net, entangled in the tongue, but it also makes people's brains, which are easy to become chaotic after eating, quickly become clear.

Putting down the teacup, Wang Chi glanced in front of Ruan Luo, only to see that there was at least half of the sea bowl left in his hand.

"You've always eaten like that?" Wang Chi said with some worry, "The body hasn't been repaired yet, so don't drink tea with me anymore." ”

"Is Uncle going back?"

In fact, Ruan Luo was already aware of this, but at the same time, he felt that if the secret decree was the purpose of Wang Chi's trip out of the palace today, then the moment he left the bookstore, it should be the time for him to say goodbye, why did he have to go around so much?

Just to chat about some short gossip from parents? Ruan Luo himself felt incredulous, he didn't know the stacking speed of the stack of folds on the table in the imperial study, for Wang Chi, every hour was very precious.

If a hard-working emperor like Wang Chi used his daytime to do some miscellaneous things, it would be as nonsense as a merchant who took gold to cast dice and then mingled with a group of gamblers.

Ruan Luo thought that Wang Chi still had something to say about this trip, but what he said was afraid that it had little to do with what he had talked about in the study before. I don't know what Wang Chi's motives are, as if he suddenly gave up picking out this matter halfway.

To tell the truth, when he accompanied Wang Chi out this time, Ruan Luo's mood has not relaxed, and he can't do what Wang Chi said when he first came out of the bookstore. Maybe it's because Wang Chi's identity is too special after all, and the two things he talked about in the bookstore before are too special.

So it's easy for him to ignore himself.

"yes, it's time to go back." Wang Chi nodded at Ruan Luo, and then stood up.

As he stood up, the two strong guards from the palace at the next table also stood up.

Ruan Luo subconsciously wanted to stand up. He had to accompany Wang Chi for at least a while. There was no welcome before, and there should be a gift at this time.

However, he was still half a beat slower, and when he was retreating, one of Wang Chi's hands had been lightly pressed on one of his shoulders. Put a little pressure. Motioned for him not to get up and send him off.

Wang Chi said softly: "Don't bother too much. ”

At this moment, he was closer to Ruan Luo. Nguyen Luo seemed to be able to read some kindness from the depths of his dark and radiant pupils, and he naturally accepted it, as he commanded. Sit back in your chair.

Wang Chi's gaze paused for a moment on the young face of the person in front of him, because he didn't know if the next time they met again, whether it would be a month or two apart, or more than a year and a half, before he looked away and looked at his attendant.

The two Ouchi masters were already ready to serve Wang Chi back to the palace at any time, and they only needed him to give a little hint.

But just as the three of them were about to leave together, Wang Chi's gaze at the attendant instantly turned around and looked outside the door. At the same time, the two palace attendants also looked sideways at the door. The two bodyguards that Ruan Luo brought with him also looked out of the door a little later - they also noticed that there was a kind of skill that was not weak in the gradually approaching footsteps.

The pair of performers and young people who had just walked past walked back again. This time, instead of continuing to walk sideways, they walked into the wonton restaurant, and when they entered, they didn't walk and sing again.

The old man who plucked the piano had white hair, and his face was wrinkled, as if he had been filled with the vicissitudes of time, and his face was sad and miserable without the slightest youthful luster, and he looked like a person who had lived a bitter life for a long time.

Of course, the linen shirt he was wearing was shabby, loosely dressed and shapeless, but it could be seen that his body was so thin that it was a little frightening. The cuffs of the placket were worn tightly, and the threads of different lengths swayed with him with each step, but fortunately they were still clean, and when he walked in, he only exuded a slight smell of old straw, and there was nothing unusual. Therefore, although the owner of the wonton restaurant couldn't help frowning when he saw this person, he didn't immediately kick him out.

Sometimes, a clean person is more likely to be accepted by others than a person who pounds strange spices on himself.

What's more, this bitter old man has a piano, which is different from Laipi beggars, he is a skilled person, at least he can rely on his own hard work to change food.

In comparison, the young girl who walked into the wonton restaurant with this bitter-faced old man looked much more "glamorous".

In fact, the dark red shirt she was wearing had more than a dozen patches on it, several of which were still stacked on top of each other. However, these pieces of cloth were removed from some old clothes, and although they were mended and mended, the edges of the cloth were sewn very carefully, and at a glance, they looked like several flowers of wanton shapes had been sewn on a piece of fabric.

The girl's black hair was tied behind her head with a cloth belt, which was too old to be tied too tightly, and a few short strands of hair hung down from her forehead, making her fair and somewhat pale face thinner. This girl was not big, but she was even more thin.

But compared with the old man who played the piano, the girl who sang still had some young capital. At least her clothes weren't tattered to the point of late autumn willows, her face was thin but not wrinkled with bitterness, her hair was still combed into a bunch, and there was a smile in her eyes.

And at the girl's smile, most of the people in the wonton restaurant had an idea: if this girl didn't open her voice, I am afraid that even if the old man's piano skills are good, life will be more difficult.

After entering the store, the singing girl first gave a blessing to all the guests in the store, and then said softly in a crisp voice: "I disturbed the guests to eat, and the little girl from outside apologized to the guests first." The little girl and her grandfather came to Kyoto all the way from western Sichuan to beg, and it was also because they had heard for a long time that Kyoto was now a new day and that the residents in the city were kind and generous, so they thought that maybe they could get a life here...... Of course, if the little girl doesn't sing well and causes trouble to anyone, you say it, and we'll leave immediately. ”――

(To be continued......)