Whether it was a misunderstanding or not, he came here, and he couldn't run in vain, and besides, Zhang Feng had no place to go.

Soon, the coachman led Zhang Feng to this so-called Red Leaf City, and countless blonde and blue-eyed people from the other world secretly looked at Zhang Feng curiously.

Zhang Feng observed the circle, and he swore that except for a few relatively tall spire buildings, this was really similar to the countryside he remembered more than ten years ago.

The coachman parked the carriage on a street, trotted off, and knelt at Zhang Feng's feet.

"What are you?"

Looking at the coachman's movements, Zhang Feng had a question mark on his face.

"Sir, the carriage is a little high, please step on me down to prevent you from slipping."

Looking at the coachman with a flattering face, Zhang Feng felt a chill, he didn't have this kind of aristocratic lord's habits, and then in the exclamation of the coachman, he jumped down with a whoosh.

And then—

Bia chirp!

Feeling the soft touch under his feet, Zhang Feng slowly lowered his head, and a disgusting smell came, and the splash of yellow Ollie was very dazzling.

Zhang Feng suddenly regretted a little, since he had come to another world, he still had to respect other people's habits, which was a little hasty.

Seeing that Zhang Feng did not slip, the coachman was relieved, but he was a little surprised that Zhang Feng stepped on a piece of Xiang.

Zhang Feng found a clean piece of ground, and while trying his best to rub the soles of his shoes clean, he asked again with some reluctance:

"Are you sure we're in Red Leaf City?"

The most prosperous city in the Sunset Mountains - the road is full of and urine? The stench is unbearable?

What about the tall city walls - a half-meter-high earthen slope?

What about the shops - a gathering place for street stalls?

Red Leaf City - Red Leaf Village?

Am I wrong, or is the world wrong?

Zhang Feng covered his nose and began to doubt his life.

"Of course, this is Red Leaf City, one of the most prosperous cities in the Sunset Mountains, the territory of Baron Charles!"

The coachman didn't know what Zhang Feng was thinking, and he looked proud, as if he was Baron Charles.

At this time, a group of ragged and young children quietly walked to Zhang Feng's side with broken bowls, Zhang Feng didn't notice it, but the sharp-eyed coachman immediately blocked in front of Zhang Feng, his face suddenly changed to an impatient look, and he bent down and straightened up, he waved his hand.

"Go, go, play, don't bump into the noble lord, watch your head!"

When I heard that this strangely dressed but delicate, clean-looking and handsome man was a noble lord, everyone dispersed at once, the noble lord and civilians can't afford to mess with it, once they get into trouble, they really have to lose their heads!

Zhang Feng knew that he was regarded as a noble lord, he wanted to explain, but seeing that others were wearing shabby and dirty clothes, their faces were hungry and yellow, their skin was rough, and they exuded a bad smell, and looked at themselves, although the style of the clothes was a little different, but it was obviously much more refined than their shabby linen clothes, plus his straight figure and face like a crown of jade, which formed a sharp contrast with them. He understood that it was a little difficult to explain.

I can only impersonate it for a while.

"Can you show me about Red Leaf City?"

Since you are here, whether it is Red Leaf City or Red Leaf Village, it is always right to know more, Zhang Feng sent an invitation to the coachman.

"Of course, it's my pleasure to serve you!"

The coachman was not impatient, but was very happy. He beckoned to the crowd of onlookers, and a young man who was thinner than him came over with some fear, and the coachman explained a few times, and the young man looked at the coachman with some envy, but still obediently led the coachman's carriage and left.

"By the way, what's your name?"

The two parties introduced themselves before hitchhiking, but his name was difficult to remember, and Zhang Feng forgot it.

"Sir, my name is Kirton Peters, you can call me Kirton."

"Okay Kirton, what are these, ornaments? Or weapons? ”

Zhang Feng pointed to something in a stall next to him and asked.

It was more than a dozen black stick-like objects, about a foot long, with a rough surface and a very hard appearance.

"Sir, this is rye bread, the food of our civilians, and the white bread you eat is not at all comparable to the white bread you eat, you may not know it very well."

Kirton was glad that he had heard from others on the way to trade that nobles did not eat black bread, but ate a food called white bread, and although he had not eaten or even seen white bread, it did not prevent it from being a tool for him to show off his knowledge.

"Oh, it turned out to be bread ......"

Zhang Feng stretched out his hand and pinched it, it was hard and rough, not like a serious bread.

If this is a weapon, Zhang Feng feels that he is more acceptable. He really wanted to ask what white bread was, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it, his current character is a nobleman, and this kind of "common sense" belonging to the aristocracy should not be asked easily.

The vendor on the stall looked cautiously at the noble lord in front of him, and when he saw him put down the black bread, his eyes flashed with loss. But he didn't dare to talk much, obviously his black bread couldn't get into the eyes of the noble lord.

In fact, black bread is not affordable for everyone, especially his pure bread without added sawdust, which is more expensive than the market price, this is his attempt, but now it seems that no one wants to spend more than two percent, even if it tastes better.

Skipping some stalls selling bread, Zhang Feng saw the fabrics of this world, most of which are mainly linen, and the ones sold here are all coarse linen, and the style is also very ordinary, with three colors: black, white, and gray.

Whether it's color or texture, even the stall on your own can't compare.

Those merchants who sold fabrics looked at Zhang Feng with their eyes shining brightly, if they didn't know that Zhang Feng was a noble lord, I am afraid that they would have rushed to it a long time ago, not for anything else, but simply wanted to touch the clothes on Zhang Feng's body, the full color and delicate fabric were something they had never seen before.

Unable to stand the eyes of these people, Zhang Feng took Curton and left quickly and immediately.

After he left, everyone in the market was talking, all speculating about where this Zhang Feng came from, some people said that he was the heir of which earl, some people said that he was the illegitimate son of a certain duke, and some people said that he was the prince of the Buck Kingdom.

"Sir, this is the largest and most luxurious inn in Momiji City, and as a nobleman, you can enjoy the best care in it! They can meet any of your requirements! ”

Kirton pointed to the two-story wooden hotel with gray colors, and said respectfully to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng, who was already prepared, automatically ignored the word "luxury".

At this moment, the sound of hurried horses' hooves was heard in the distance, and a knight in fine armor and a mask escorted a carriage with several swords and swords straight to the castle.

"It's Baron Charles's personal guard! The most powerful and luxurious soldier in Momiji City! The Baron is back! I heard that he went hunting a brown bear as a gift to the baroness, but ...... I didn't see a brown bear, I guess the hunt failed, or I didn't find a brown bear......"

Looking at the carriage that went away after splashing up the mud, Kirton explained to Zhang Feng with some excitement.

Zhang Feng glanced at it, and was a little speechless in his heart, the baron's personal guards were really "luxurious" enough, there were almost ten people!

However, he didn't pay much attention to it, hunting was too far away and too dangerous for him, and it was imperative to arrange a place to live first.

"Okay, that's all for today, thank you for helping for so long, I don't have anything to give you......"

"It's a great pleasure to be able to help you!"

Kirton looked righteous and awe-inspiring on the surface, but his expectant little eyes obviously betrayed him.

Zhang Feng put his hand into the backpack, fumbled for a while, and took out a bag of palm-sized earthy yellow items, and as soon as he took it out, the tip of Kirton's nose moved. He smelled a faint smell of milk!

Zhang Feng handed it to Cotton, and before he could speak, Zhang Feng explained:

"This is my hometown...... Well, biscuits, a kind of food, such a piece can probably withstand a day's hunger, of course, the kind that doesn't do much heavy work, and I think you might need that. ”

Kirton didn't know what a cookie meant, but he understood the food, especially when he heard that such a small cookie could withstand a day's hunger.

In this age of food scarcity and low productivity, food is sometimes more desirable than gold.

Kirton carefully wrapped this delicate compressed biscuit in a cloth, although the faint fragrance of the biscuit made him salivate, and even a little craving, but he was not ready to eat it, you must know that this is the food of the noble lord!

If you sell it to the cunning merchants in the city who like to show off, you may be able to exchange it for a property in Red Leaf City, so that his wife and children can become city people!

Kirton was a little reluctant to say goodbye to Zhang Feng, not just because of the reward.

This is the best tempered aristocratic lord he has ever met, and even if the other party needs it, he can help without any compensation, because this is the first time he has lived for so long that he feels such a warm gaze on a nobleman, there is no discrimination, no arrogance, no superiority, and even for a moment he feels that the other party treats him as his own kind!

Of course, he knew that this was just his own delusion, the noble lord and the untouchable were two completely different races, but he liked the feeling of being treated as a human being!

Zhang Feng waved his hand at Kirton and walked into the largest hotel in Red Leaf City.