"What did Mr. Ning say?" Sun Yiyun smiled slightly, his face as usual, not even the slightest bit stiff, and he continued naturally, "Master Lin is an upright and honest official. God is virtuous and will bless him."

The accompanying Zhizhou escorts tightly surrounded several people, seemingly protecting them. However, this high-profile approach left Ning Ke with a trace of doubt in his heart.

She and Rong Chu almost wiped out Jiangnan with blood, Sun Kang and Liu Zhiyi died tragically, and the court officials who were closely related to Sun Yiyun almost disappeared overnight... It is impossible for Sun Yiyun not to understand such a move.

After walking a few steps, they arrived at Sun Yiyun's mansion. After changing into casual clothes, the three of them took the path out of Zhizhou Mansion. After walking for a while, they arrived at the restaurant that Sun Yiyun booked earlier. It was not big in size, but quite clean.

The refugees he saw on the way, who looked haggard and miserable and were dressed in ragged clothes, made Rong Chu feel a lot more comfortable.

The remote location just suits Rong Chu Xijing’s hobby.

However, Rong Chu, who had kept a sullen face and said little along the way, finally showed a smile at the right time.

"Your Majesty, please come upstairs!" The sharp-eyed waiter saw Sun Yiyun leading the way in, bowed hurriedly, leaned over and took a look and whispered, "Your Highness and the adults are here?"

"Isn't that right?" Sun Yiyun lowered his voice, turned his head slightly, and said to the waiter as he walked past, "Just call these two gentlemen, don't reveal their identities, and I'll answer you later."

The waiter was a little startled, then turned his head and said loudly, "Okay, please wait a moment -"

Sun Yiyun smiled lightly, and then paused there. When Ning Ke and Rong Chu came in, he bowed and said, "Please come upstairs. Sun has booked a private room upstairs." These words were nondescript and called

People feel upset when they hear it.

Ning Ke opened his eyes and looked around. Although he had changed into casual clothes, the jade pendant on his waist, the jade crown on his bun, and even the water silk belt were all deliberately showing that he was a noble person. What's more, he was from Shanghai.

I know a lot of people in Zhizhou, so do I still need to hide my identity and come here?

If we are just talking in detail with literary friends, why bother concealing our identity? Isn’t it unnecessary?

Rong Chu raised his eyebrows, seemingly not noticing anything wrong with Sun Yiyun's words, and responded, "In that case, I'll trouble Brother Sun."

Ning Ke remained silent, just watching the two people going back and forth with a smile. Although he did not hold a gun or a stick, the smell of gunpowder in his words became stronger and stronger.

When they went upstairs, several people took their seats one by one, and the waiter also brought several dishes up. Just when he and Shangmen were about to leave, Rong Chu suddenly said, "Are you a native of Shanghai?"

Ning Ke followed Rong Chu's eyes and looked at the dishes one by one. There were no big fish or meats, just some simple dishes. Even the tea was made with new water from the bottom of the well.

Then he secretly sighed in his heart that the rich clothes and fine food in this imperial city for a year had actually improved his taste to such an extent.

That waiter was the waiter who Sun Yiyun had given some instructions to when he came in. Hearing Rong Chu's question, he hurriedly came in again and closed the door. He stood awkwardly beside the door and whispered, "Go back to this gentleman, the younger one is from here."

people."

Hearing this, Ning Ke took his eyes off the table and looked at the waiter.

The waiter's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart. The newly patched clothes were not as comfortable as the satin clothes. At this moment, under the cross-examination with the knife-like eyes, he became even more uncomfortable.

became stiff.

I secretly thought to myself that I had taken the wrong job. Not to mention not being able to wear satin clothes for many days, just that look in my eyes could kill me!

Rong Chu paused and then said, "Since you are a local, what do you usually eat?"

"No, no, no." The waiter raised his head and looked at Rong Chu as though he was concerned, but he didn't dare to meet Rong Chu's eyes. He looked away and lowered his head in a hurry, "The shop is remote, no one has ever come here.

, I heard that His Highness King Qi and Lord Ning went to Shanghai for inspection today. I don’t know where they went now, and the shop has lost popularity. It may be the first time for the three of you to come to Shanghai. Maybe I don’t know.

The best store in Shanghai is Huamanlou on East Street, and I heard that there is always a good deal of wine and meat—hey, speaking of which, what did you just ask me about?"

"I said, do you usually eat things like this?" Rong Chu said patiently.

"Oh..." The waiter paused for a moment, still not daring to look at Rong Chu, but his words became more and more fluent. This abnormality reminded Ning Ke of Lin Jiang in prison.

It’s the same thing I’ve planned thousands of times in my mind.

"The shop is remote, with few people coming, and it only feeds a few people in the shop. So most of them are civilian dishes. Look at these poplar leaves, which have been blanched and then supplemented with various seasonings. Although they are not as delicious as meat, they are not bad.

It has a different flavor." The waiter said and sighed, "Who would want to eat this kind of food if it weren't for famine."
Chapter completed!