The wooden stairs creaked, and Bai Ze followed the shopkeeper up to the second floor.

Although it is only one floor apart, the environment is very different, and the noise downstairs and outside the street has become no longer harsh, and the sound of silk and bamboo is pleasant. Most of the second floors are independent cubicles, and the guests at several tables in the hall are drinking and talking quietly, and they are all people with status and status when they look at their clothes and demeanor.

"Please, please!" Xiao Er led Bai Ze and them into a compartment next to the stairs, took off the rag on his shoulder, habitually wiped the shiny tabletop, and served to pull the chair away.

Zhao San's face was full of nervousness that she had never seen in the world, and she didn't dare to sit on the chair at all, but she was blocked at the entrance of the cubicle and got in the way, so she had to curl up and stand in a corner of the cubicle as much as she could, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Bai Ze ordered a few dishes recommended by Xiao Er with an expressionless face, and asked for a pot of fine wine, which didn't seem to have the slightest intention of relieving Zhao San.

Taking a peek at this local girl who looked like she was from the countryside, Xiao Er hesitated for a moment and said, "Childe, we have a special place on the first floor for slaves to eat, you see?"

Bai Ze took a sip of tea, but instead raised his head to look at Zhao San in the corner, and did not make a decision for her.

If you want to fly on the branches, you must at least have the endurance of others, and if you don't even dare to sit here, it is completely superfluous to talk about anything else.

Zhao San's face was full of panic, everyone in this restaurant looked more decent than her, and the people on the second floor did not belong to the same class as her, these old men ate dishes they had never seen before, dressed in delicate and luxurious silks, and the tables and chairs around them, any of them were things she couldn't afford to use in her life.

Zhao San looked down at herself with an inferiority complex, the skirts she had always thought were beautiful, but now they didn't look as clean as the rags in the shop. Looking at the occasional projection of sight around her, she existed in the restaurant, as if a little dirt fell on the neat mirror, very dazzling.

Take another look at Bai Ze, who was sitting there, without the slightest disagreement with the environment, and with a calm demeanor, although it was right in front of her, it was so close and so far away from her.

Zhao San lowered his head in disbelief, in the past, it was not particularly obvious in the village that the class ** was displayed naked, people and people are different, the difference is so big that it seems that it is not the same species at all.

Facing Xiao Er's puzzled and questioning gaze, Zhao San's waist bent down, waved his hand and whispered, "Master Wang, I'll go downstairs." ”

Bai Ze did not stop it, recognizing the identity gap in advance will make this country girl live happier in this world, and before there is no corresponding capital, the higher she climbs, the worse she will fall.

"Yo! Wang Liang, you are rich and not in the Goolan Tile House, how can Yaxing come to Xunyue Tower?"

Bai Ze turned his head to look, and a boy dressed as a scholar with a pimple on his face walked over with a mocking face. It seems that they should have finished eating and were about to leave here when they happened to see the movement here.

Brother Gongzi was followed by a man and two women, one of whom was a delicate-looking woman in a green lear-fitting long skirt, looking at Bai Ze in a daze, her expression was very complicated.

Looking Zhao San up and down, the sarcasm on the pimple-faced brother's face became heavier, "Why, I don't have the money to go to the Qinglou to find your old friends recently, so I went to hook up with the country girls?

Looking at the four people in this line, these should be people who know Wang Sheng, and they hurt people when they meet, there is a deep contradiction between the two sides, and combined with the complicated eyes of the woman in the green dress, it should be a matter of jealousy.

Bai Ze's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he calmly sent away Xiao Er and Zhao San on the side, and said indifferently: "It is my freedom to eat where I want, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

The pimple-faced boy seemed to be a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face turned red, and he pointed at Bai Ze and scolded angrily: "Wang Liang, you bastard! I didn't expect you to be able to say this! You know that this is Rong'er's favorite restaurant, and you still appear here to make her sad!"

"It doesn't seem to be jealous. Bai Ze observed the expressions of these people, and the man's face was only angry, but he was not jealous of H2