"I don't know what your name is, so I can't keep calling you guide, right?"

The guide turned to face Zhao Rang and replied:

"Master, the little Dawei's surname is Zhang, and he is the third. Sir, just call me Zhang San! ”

Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Ermazi. This is Dawei's most common slippery incision, and everyone knows it, and it is easy for Zhao Rang to scream. Anyway, the name is a code name, you can call it anything, the simpler the better.

"Good! Zhang San's arrangement is good, we will mess with you on this trip to the black street! ”

Zhao Rang said jokingly.

His words were not untargeted, but praised Zhang San for the excellent carriage he had just found. The interior of the car is spacious, with everything from a handstove in winter to a teapot in summer. In addition, the driver's driving skills are also extremely high, although the road is not long, Zhao Rang hardly feels any bumps. When cornering, and at the end of the stop, it's all natural. This level is enough to be a master with dozens of taels of silver per month. I don't know where Zhang San got it from.

However, the country of single nights is famous for its abundant water and grass, and it also has a sunset horse course, and those who want to be skilled in riding and driving are far better than other places.

"Thanks to the old man's praise, this is what the little one should do!"

Zhang San bowed his hand.

Standing at the corner of the street and looking inside, everyone except for Ximen Dazhuang and Yuan Kexin saw the unusual features of this black street. Yuan Mingkong cracked the corners of his mouth, and the opposite side was interested.

"You know here?"

Zhao Rang asked.

Yuan Mingkong may not have been to many places, but he may have heard of it.

The shadow guards of the Investigation Division are known to be pervasive, if this black street is really as famous as Zhang San said, then he must have heard of it!

"Yes, but nothing interesting."

Zhao Rang asked rhetorically:

"Nothing interesting, what do you mean?"

Yuan Mingkong retracted the corners of his mouth and replied:

"It means that I haven't heard anything."

Zhao Rang's heart was clear.

It turned out that the shadow guard of the Investigation Division also touched the soft top here.

The "blackness" of the black street may be a pitch black, so dark that you can't see anything. And those who have lived in it for a long time have long been accustomed to this darkness. In such a place, if a star enters the city, it will cause great changes.

"Let's eat, drink, have fun, have a three-good night, and don't care about anything else."

"Hahaha, three good nights! How did you come up with this term? ”

Yuan Mingkong was amused by Zhao Rang's words, and the two crossed the street shoulder to shoulder and plunged into the black street.

Seeing this, Zhang San hurriedly walked to the front and said to Zhao Rang:

"Master, we still lack someone!"

Zhao Rang asked vigilantly:

"Who? Who isn't there? ”

After that, he immediately looked back.

Ye Sanniang and Yuan Kexin walked at the end, and Zhao Rang looked at it and found that the sturdy figure of Ximen Da Zhuang was missing.

"This Damn Fat ......"

I don't know where Simon Dazhuang went.

is unfamiliar with the place, and this black street reveals something unusual. He trespasses by himself, his temper is violent, his speech is ugly, and it is easy to cause trouble!

"We're standing here, you go and ask the shops around you if they noticed his whereabouts just now!"

Zhang San nodded in response and hurriedly began to inquire.

As a result, as soon as he asked the two of them, Zhao Rang saw the sturdy figure of Ximen Da Zhuang, walked out of a building in front of him, raised his arm, and waved to Zhao Rang with a proud face.

"Brother Jean!"

Zhao Rang calmed his face, took three steps and two steps, walked in front of Ximen Da Zhuang, and stabbed him in the waist and eye with the handle of the black steel knife hidden in the robe.

"What the fuck are you running around?"

Ximen Dazhuang was short of breath after eating pain, and he couldn't breathe in half a breath, and he slowed down for a while before he explained aggrievedly:

"Brother Jean, I eat too much watermelon, it's like peeing! I could have endured it, but when I shook the carriage, I couldn't hold it back...... I can't pee my pants......."

That's a serious explanation.

But Zhao Rang thought about it, I ate too much watermelon, didn't you also ask for it? You have to be hungry, you have to eat so much! So if you take a hit on your waist and eyes, you will definitely not lose.

"Master, it's a coincidence! The place where this old man came is exactly what we want to enter! ”

Hearing this, Zhao Rang looked up at the building. It was found that it was indeed more exquisite and luxurious than the other buildings in the black street, but the plaque hanging at the door still did not recognize a word.

"Chunhua Building."

Yuan Mingkong read the words on the plaque.

Zhao Rang didn't hear clearly, and asked:

"Spring blossom or spring flower?"

Yuan Mingkong replied:

"Actually, you can!"

There is a difference between these two characters in Dawei dialect, but they are very different in Western Regions Chinese. Aren't spring flowers blooming in Chunhua? ”

"I see...... So they just combined the two words into one? ”

Yuan Mingkong nodded and said:

"That's right!"

"And there is basically no spring in the Western Regions. Winter lasts until April, and then summer begins. ”

Zhao Rang said with a smile:

"I know why they can't tell the difference!"

"Why?"

But it was Yuan Mingkong's turn not to understand.

"Because the people of the Western Regions don't know what spring is at all, of course they can't tell the difference between spring flowers and spring flowers!"

This explanation is not unreasonable.

No matter who you are, you will be vague in judging things that are not clear to you. Probably it's good, high and low is what it means, no one will take it seriously.

Zhang San was also fascinated by the listening.

In the future, if he brings outsiders to Black Street, he can follow the example and introduce this building in this way.

However, there are still some things that Zhao does not know, such as Chunhua Building is the only building in the black street without windows. It's five stories high, and there isn't a single window!

Zhang San walked in first, said a word to the guy who welcomed the guest, and asked him to arrange a quiet place, preferably upstairs.

Upstairs in Chunhua Building, Zhang San has never been there. As a civilian, although he lives in Heijiekou, this is not a place he can go, and he can't even think of it upstairs.

Speaking of which, Zhao Rang doesn't know why the upstairs of the restaurant is more expensive than the downstairs, and this building has no windows, so it is impossible to look at the street scene when you want to eat and drink on it, and the attractiveness of the upstairs has decreased a lot, and it doesn't matter where you sit.

But Zhang San has already been hired as a guide, so it is understandable to leave these things to him, as long as they are properly arranged.

When everyone walked in, they still got everyone's attention. After all, wearing Western Regions-style clothes, their faces are still powerful people. Now is the off-season for business travel, and so many powerful people have popped up all of a sudden, and the people in the Western Regions in Chunhua Building can't help but take a few more looks.

"Master, let's sit on it!"

The building is big and the business is good. Zhao Rang glanced and saw that there were only a few small tables scattered on the first floor.

Follow the welcoming guy to the second floor, where everyone sits down at a central table. It faces the stairs with its back to the wall. No matter who comes up or down, they can see it clearly, and Zhao Rang is very satisfied with this seat.

"Eat and drink, you look at the arrangement, just be special!"

Zhang San answered, picked up the menu and ordered the guy.

The characteristics of Chunhua Building, he has long been familiar with it. There are only a few characteristics of the Western Regions, and it is not difficult to point them out.

After ordering, the guy brought a small coarse porcelain tube in front of everyone. When I opened the lid, I saw that it was filled with yogurt. There are also two small plates next to it, one full of various dry pots, walnuts and almonds. The other is filled with honey, which is used to pour into yogurt and mix it up.

Zhao Rang tasted the original flavor first, and felt that although the yogurt in the Western Regions tasted very positive, it was really sour...... It's like vinegar. I hurriedly poured the honey and dried fruits into it, stirred it well, and felt a lot more comfortable after eating.

A jar of yogurt is in the stomach, and everyone has a big appetite.

When they were hungry, no one wanted to speak, and they all stared at the staircase, waiting for the guy to bring the food.

After a while, there was a sound of "knock knock" at the bottom of the stairs, and everyone was happy, thinking that the dishes were about to come up.

Who knew that it was not a guy who came up, nor did he have a dish, but a man from the Western Regions.

This native of the Western Regions is not very old, he should have just reached middle age. But his hair and beard were a little gray. However, this whiteness did not make him look old, but made the whole person more energetic!

Tall, with a thin figure, and an extremely elaborate cyan robe, it is not difficult to know that this person should be a nobleman of the Single Night Country.

Soon, the reactions of the people around him proved this in disguise.

After the middle-aged man came up, the other people from the Western Regions who were eating and drinking at the table got up one after another, put their right hand on their chest, and saluted him with great respect.

And the middle-aged man did not hold the shelf at all, smiling, just like the name of Chunhua Building, exuding a kind of warm serenity all over his body, constantly nodding his head and giving everyone a salute in return.

However, Zhao Rang still saw a bit of majesty in his warm face.

This is a kind of momentum formed by staying at the top for a long time.

Others can't learn it, and he can't hide it.

It should be an old friend who has a good relationship, and he came enthusiastically from the side to talk to him. Zhao Rang saw that he and this person exchanged salutes, and from the wide run, a pair of hands as delicate as a woman were revealed.

The middle-aged man's left hand was empty, and his right hand had five fingers, each of which was full of rings. There are gems, there are agate, and Yuan Mingkong also saw a red coral!

The Western Regions are far from the sea!

Even in the northern part of Dawei, corals are scarce. In particular, the red coral, which is of excellent color, is trafficked from the coast of the Southland, and even the wealthy families are not qualified to own it, and most of them have to be taken away by the royal family.

Although Yuan Mingkong was an unpopular prince, he also received a red coral ring from his father when he performed the weak crown ceremony. But looking at the color grade, it is not as good as what this middle-aged man wears on his hands.

Zhao Ranggang wanted to ask Zhang San who this person was, why did it come from so big, but he heard another "knock knock" sound from below the staircase.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man also stopped talking with his old friend, his eyes were sharp, and his chin was slightly raised, looking like he was in his chest. It seems that he already knew who the person who was about to come up was.