Ms. Sierra was the landlord of the apartment, and under her leadership, Orianna and Jeno came to 505 to see the property.

The room is not big, a single bed, a dresser, a wardrobe, and a workbench are full, and it takes 10 gold seas a month.

(It would be easier to understand a piece of Jinhai as a picture of Grandpa Mao.) ）

This price is already very cheap compared to the rent of hundreds of gold seas for a month in the rich area.

Jeno glanced at the bed, a wooden bed leaning against the window, covered with neat goose-down mattresses and cotton bedding, which would be much more comfortable to lie down than it would be in the Colin workshop.

The only window opens on the east wall, there is no balcony, the window is made of stained glass, which has a certain shading effect, and if it is not possible, you can also close the curtains.

The room was filled with a slight chemical smell, which was normal, after all, most of the residents of the apartment were students, and it was inevitable that various pungent smells would be emitted during the experiment, of course, this also had something to do with the alchemy street lamp downstairs.

Oriana found some leftover cosmetics on the dresser, the powder box and lotion were provided free of charge by Ms. Serra, and the lipstick and eyebrow pencil were abandoned by the previous householders, apparently a girl.

"Ms. Serra, why doesn't the upper tenant continue to rent?"

Naturally, Jeno wanted to know about the possible hidden dangers in this room.

"Oh, her work was taken by the Mydarda family workshop, and she went there as a contracted technician, and she moved away."

Ms. Sierra recalled: "That work seems to be called an alchemical impact drill, which is used to make holes, but it is easy to fall apart, and the alchemy liquid in the storage tank has spilled several times. ”

Jeno took a closer look at the room and noticed signs of corrosion on the wooden floor around the bed.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Using a percussion drill at the bedside?

Isn't this girl afraid of burning herself?

"Where's the bathroom?" Jeno continued.

"There is no toilet, it is used by the rich, you can use the night pot under the bed to solve the problem, and then pour it into the central culvert, and there is a special washing rack next to the culvert."

Jeno crouched down and leaned under the bed, and he really saw a ceramic night pot, a primitive excrement prop that he had forgotten for a long time, and it might take a long time to get used to.

Fortunately, the last session cleaned up the night pot before leaving, otherwise the room would definitely be "overflowing with fragrance" now.

"Lady Serra, where does the central culvert lead?"

Oriana hadn't lived in an apartment before, so she was curious.

"The feces and urine will flow down, and finally be uniformly disposed of in a septic tank in Zu'an."

Mrs. Piltover often throws all the dirty work to Zu'an, and what cleaning sewers, mining crystal mines, heavy pollution experiments, etc. are all carried out in Zu'an, so Zu'an's seriously polluted ecological environment is inseparable from Picheng, of course, many Zu'an people also need this job to make a living.

"There are communal bathhouses and restaurants for bathing and eating, and at first there were no separate bathhouses for men and women until I took over this apartment."

As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the two, and seeing the impatient looks of the two, Ms. Sierra said the following proudly.

"I grew up in Zu'an, and I am the oldest with three children. When I became an adult, I was forced to be sold to a leather city as a wife to ease the family's financial burden, and I was not much worse than this little girl at that time, and I was very slim. ”

Serra glanced at Oriana with a smile, then touched her stacked lower abdomen and sighed.

"My husband is the owner of this apartment, he is not bad, he is very nice to me, but a little. In order to peek at the girls taking a bath in the open, he built the bathhouse into a mixed bathing pattern for men and women, spending three hours a day bathing, and then got kidney deficiency and rheumatism, and his body was not as good as a day, so he left me early. In order to prevent such a tragedy from happening again, I took over the apartment and separated the men's and women's bathhouses with a wall, and it has been almost 20 years now, and no one has bathed for that long, saving a lot of water bills. ”

Serra tapped her fingers on her head and chest, representing her husband and her from above and below, respectively.

Although the inhabitants of Piltover and Zaun like to pretend that they are incompatible, their fates are so mixed that they just don't want to admit it publicly.

Jeno couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know whether he should smile sadly or mourn happily, the issue of women's rights in the Twin Cities was not so sensitive.

Oriana, on the other hand, was already impressed by Ms. Serra's sense of justice, and took out her wallet and paid for it happily.

Ten golden seas were in the bag, and Lady Sierra pulled Oriana to the door, and whispered to her:

"You have to pay attention to living here, there is a very beautiful girl living next to 504, small pepper type, very popular with boys. She said that she was from Zaun, and she might know your friend, but I always felt that she was not from Zaun when I looked at her complexion. ”

505 is at the end of the hallway, directly opposite 504.

"Oh, really?" Orianna rolled her eyes, glanced at the locked door next door, then stunned for a moment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and smiled reluctantly: "Madam, you misunderstood, we don't want that relationship." ”

"It's okay, just introduce the neighborhood relationship, your neighbors will go out early tomorrow and return late, and they basically can't touch it."

Hearing this, Oriana had already thought about Jeno's work hours, so that he would not run into this beautiful neighbor who needed special attention when he went out.

"Madam, we are leaving for a while, may the gears turn forever." Oriana and Jeno walked out of the room.

Serra laughed and handed the two keys to her, "Honey, may the gears turn." ”

……

After saying goodbye to Ms. Serra, the two of them prepared to go to the theater in the south of the city to see the opera, and then went to the Blauphire Street to buy some clothes for Jeno to wear.

Downstairs at the mobile vendor, I spent a silver wheel to buy two tea cakes, yellow pie-shaped pastries that had just been taken out of the oven, fragrant and hot, served on a lotus leaf, and very appetizing.

"You see, it doesn't look like a cog."

Oriana brought the tea cake to her lips, curled her neck and took a bite, then asked Jeno with her cheeks puffed out.

"Like a cog gnawed by a dog."

Jeno nodded, and Oriana stopped chewing, so she puffed out her mouth and squinted at him, her cute appearance attracted the attention of many passers-by until Jeno also tasted the first bite.

"It's delicious, it has a familiar taste."

Jeno tasted the feeling of mung bean cake, but the sweetness was lighter and had a roasted aroma.

"Déjà vu? Have you eaten in Zaun too? ”

Orianna looked up at Jeno with her mouth covered, her first bite had not yet been swallowed, and it was easy to squirt out some powder if she didn't cover her mouth at this time.

Yiyinlun can buy a few pieces of bread in Zu'an for two or three days, and it is obvious that he can't eat enough for two pieces of tea cake when he exchanges it for two pieces of tea cake.

"Don't ask me if I've eaten it, just ask if I've eaten it, hmm...... The mouth is so dry, let's go drink some water. ”