After taking the driver to the shop selling oil umbrellas, he saw the man sitting on the steps, still wrapped in the smelly black tarpaulin, carefully observing everything around him.

When he saw Ye Wanruo's figure, he restrained the killing intent in his eyes.

Helping the man into the carriage, the coachman drove the carriage towards its destination.

In fact, it was not far from the Rejuvenation Hall Medical Hall, but the man was unusually dressed at this time, and the target was too big, and Ye Wanruo came out for the first time, and the road was still incomplete. Probably sure that Ye Wanruo could no longer escape, the man did not relax his vigilance until he got into the carriage.

"What's your name?"

It wasn't until he climbed into the carriage out of breath that the man remembered to ask Ye Wanruo's name.

"Jingyuan!"

After a while, Ye Wanruo spit out these two words ignores.

Yes, she wants her future to be promising, not like now, where there are always unpredictable dangers around her. When it comes to foresight, she has to think of Tantian, the strange old man who knows the destiny of heaven.

"Jingyuan.... Jingyuan...."

The man muttered these two words softly, but his voice became quieter and quieter.

Perhaps because of the severe lack of oxygen in the brain caused by excessive blood loss, the man was in a coma all the way, while Ye Wanruo lifted the curtain of the car and wrote down the route carefully.

For my current situation, it is very troublesome to not remember the road, and there are countless dangers hidden.

Until the carriage driven by the coachman stopped, the coachman's respectful voice sounded outside the curtain:

"This son, the Rejuvenation Hall Medical Center has arrived!"

Ye Wanruo glanced at the man who was still asleep, without the slightest emotion.

My first day in Kyoto was really exciting, either I was told that there was a disaster, or I was pointed at with a long sword, as if I was ready to go to Huangquan at any time.

Fortunately, nothing went wrong, Ye Wanruo withdrew her eyes, walked out, and her cold and deep voice sounded again:

"You go and call the shopkeeper inside to carry people, and they will give you money!"

The coachman did not dare to delay, and hurriedly went in to call someone.

Although Princess Xihe passed away, she left Ye Wanruo a lot of wealth to ensure that she had no worries for her life.

But this doesn't mean that Ye Wanruo will make a loss-making business, why should she pay for the car to save others?

Sure enough, as Ye Wanruo said, after seeing the man, they not only gave the coachman money, but also a genuine piece of silver ingot. The coke broke the coachman, and he drove the carriage home.

Ye Wanruo walked leisurely on the way back, not at all curious about what the Rejuvenation Hall was. The man named him to come here, and he wanted to come here because he was just a base or something. Now that she is not protecting herself, Ye Wanruo is also flawless to be curious about things that she has nothing to do with her.

Suddenly feeling a gurgling sound in her stomach, Ye Wanruo looked up at the sun hanging in the sky.

I thought that I had lunch at this time in the princess's mansion, but today I have been busy saving people, and I forgot to fill my stomach!

Looking not far ahead, an antique two-story building stood aside, and you could see the shop flags fluttering in the wind in the distance.

On the red edge on the yellow background is a black font, with three eye-catching big characters written 'Drunken Dream Building'.

The font of this dynasty looks very similar to the official script of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and it just so happens that the brush character that Ye Wanruo learned in her spare time in college is also 'Han Li Tang Kai'.

Looking at the name of the restaurant, Ye Wanruo suddenly thought of a poem by Xin Qiji:

'Drunk to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier.

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens! ’

The poet writes his dreams heartily, pushing his patriotism, loyalty to the monarch and his own pride and ambition to the top. At the end of the sentence, it fell suddenly, and in the strong contrast between the dream and reality, it vented the grief and indignation of the ambition that was difficult to pay.

Everyone has a patriotic heart, but I don't know if the shopkeeper of this drunken dream building also has the same feelings as Xin Qiji?

Ye Wanruo suddenly had the idea of wanting to see the shopkeeper of the Drunken Dream Building, and subconsciously walked towards the restaurant.

It is probably when people are hungry that their vigilance decreases.

Ye Wanruo didn't notice the figure behind her, and when she saw Ye Wanruo walk into the restaurant, she released the white dove in her hand, as if she was sending a message to someone!

As soon as he entered the Drunken Dream Building, the shopkeeper had a clean towel on his shoulder and hurriedly greeted him:

"This guest officer, is it a tip or a hotel?"

Ye Wanruo's eyes looked at the environment inside thoroughly as she walked into the restaurant.

The ordinary wooden tables and benches were spotless, the windows were bright and clean, and everything seemed orderly, which made Ye Wanruo feel a little better.

I found a window seat and sat down, and then said to the shopkeeper without hurrying:

"Bring four special dishes from your store, and a good pot of tea! Thank you! ”

The shopkeeper looked at Ye Wanruo's extraordinary bearing, and his speech was humble and polite, realizing that Ye Wanruo must be the son of a big family, he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly retreated.

This street should be a side street, and there are significantly fewer pedestrians passing by.

On the opposite side of the window, there was an old man who was pinching clay, surrounded by a group of excited children, chattering non-stop, and there was a unique scene in Ye Wanruo's eyes.

The dishes in Zuimenglou were served quickly, and the dishes were not big but they were full of color, flavor, and flavor, which suddenly made Ye Wanruo's appetite increase.

A serving of white-cut chicken, a portion of squirrel fish, and three-color fried shrimp and Ye Wanruo's favorite fried shrimp.

While the shopkeeper was serving, Ye Wanruo took this opportunity to talk with the shopkeeper:

"Little second brother, are you shopkeepers here? Seeing the name of this restaurant is very novel, I want to ask the shopkeeper about the origin of this drunken dream building. ”

It seems to be homesick, as if if you can find someone who resonates with you, I'm afraid it's hard to find!

I saw that the shopkeeper replied apologetically while serving the food:

"The guest officer doesn't know that our shopkeeper is a businessman who travels all over the world and can't come here a few times a year. But when it comes to the origin of this drunken dream building, the small one knows a little bit about it. According to our shopkeeper, one day he got drunk and had a very strange dream.

In the dream, a drunken fairy appeared, they drank in the dream and were not happy with the poem, and later, the shopkeeper simply named the restaurant Drunken Dream Building. ”

The shopkeeper's answer made Ye Wanruo inevitably a little disappointed, if it wasn't for the shopkeeper who deliberately concealed his original intentions, then the shopkeeper was just a general.

Although she didn't get the answer she wanted, the taste of this Zuimenglou dish made Ye Wanruo full of praise.

After eating all the dishes in front of her, Ye Wanruo touched her stomach with satisfaction.

Called the shopkeeper to prepare to settle the bill, Ye Wanruo fumbled to get the silver in her sleeve pocket, only to find that her money bag was actually missing.

After thinking about it, Ye Wanruo remembered that on the way to hire a carriage, it seemed that a man had hit herself, could it be at that time?

Ye Wanruo secretly scolded herself for being such a fool, this is a joke!

If you put it in the 21st century, with the development of science and technology, a phone call will be made, and someone will come to send you money. But his dress can't be exposed, how can he make the shopkeeper find out that he is not the one who eats the overlord meal?

Probably the shopkeeper also noticed that Ye Wanruo couldn't come up with the money, and his expression changed from respectful just now to impatient inquiry.

And Ye Wanruo's sleeve pockets on both sides have been searched, and she is even more sure that her money bag has been stolen.

"This little brother, my money bag has been stolen, do you think this can happen? If you believe me, I'll give you an IOU, and I'll send someone to deliver it tomorrow, okay? ”

Ye Wanruo had no choice but to discuss with the shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper heard Ye Wanruo's words, he turned his face at that time, how could he still have the polite appearance just now? Heng Mei glared at Ye Wanruo angrily, and said sarcastically:

"No money? What are you doing here without money? Seeing that you are dressed like a person, why do you still want to eat overlord meals?

You don't go out to inquire, is Drunken Dream Building a place where you can go wild casually? I'm so respectful to you just now! I'm phew...."

The shopkeeper roared angrily, and stepped on the bench opposite Ye Wanruo, confronting Ye Wanruo like a scoundrel.

Originally, Ye Wanruo lost her money bag and felt sorry for having no money to pay the bill.

At this time, because of the deliberately noisy voice of the shopkeeper, the other table guests who were eating also put down their chopsticks and looked at Ye Wanruo intently. Ye Wanruo had never felt so embarrassed, and what made her even more angry was the attitude of the shopkeeper towards her.

I saw her stand up suddenly, slapped the wooden table with her right palm, and deliberately lowered her voice:

"Why do you talk like that, little brother? I just lost my money bag, so why are you so aggressive? Besides, I said that I sent it to you tomorrow, what else can you not believe? ”

"Send it to me tomorrow? Don't be kidding, it's not uncommon to see guests like you in this drunken dream building before, and they all said that they would be sent tomorrow, and then they couldn't see anyone at all. Your set is all left over from other people's play, and there are no tricks to come out, I believe you have a ghost!

The unwritten rule of our Drunken Dream Building: Since you have the courage to come to our Drunken Dream Building to eat the overlord meal, you must always leave something, otherwise you may have to go to harm other people's homes next time. ”

Hearing the righteous and awe-inspiring words of the shopkeeper, Ye Wanruo was also drunk, and it seemed that it was really not the right time for her to catch up.

It seems that the road of credit is not working, although I am panicked, but my mind is still running quickly, trying to find a way to protect myself.

"If such a person is caught, he should be severely punished...."

"Yes, it's a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds. Still eating overlord meals? You should chop off his hand and let him remember it for a long time! ”

"In my opinion, he doesn't look like this person?"

"What do you know at this young age? The more people read, the more eyes they have, that's what my mother told me! ”

Probably because Ye Wanruo's behavior really aroused the anger of the whole people, and people from other tables also gathered around, pointing at Ye Wanruo's behavior.

Ye Wanruo lowered her head and eyelids, but her face turned red because of this. The behavior of these people made the shopkeeper find a reliance, and the arrogant look in his eyes became even more domineering.

I saw that the shopkeeper clapped his hands, and two men of five big and three thick came out of the back kitchen, holding shiny kitchen knives in their hands, all of them with leopard heads and eyes, majestic and fierce appearance.

The two of them were tall and fat, with beards on their faces, and walked straight towards Ye Wanruo.

The crowd of onlookers consciously stepped aside, as if they were afraid that they would be splashed with blood.

"Chop off one of his fingers, let him have a long memory, and see if he dares to come to our drunken dream building to make trouble?"

The shopkeeper commanded the two rough men with command, only to see that one of them stepped forward and held Ye Wanruo's hand, and the other raised his knife and was about to stomp down.