Chapter 123 (1/2)

This time, the others at the table were surprised: ”practitioner?”

The landlady nodded with melon seeds and said vaguely: ”it's not true. At first, I was a little surprised when I saw it, but it's just a yellow step. It doesn't matter.”

The old Chinese doctor in the traditional Chinese medicine store touched his beard: ”if the other party came in unintentionally, it's OK, but if there's any purpose.”

The landlady shook her head: ”there is no purpose. I noticed that he just wants to live in a shop.”

The garage asked, ”what about the man? How about the man?”

The landlady thought for a long time and said, ”not bad.”

This time, people were even more surprised. The old Chinese medicine said, ”you can say it's good, that's really good.”

The strong man of the auto repair chief also nodded and said, ”in that case, don't play with him. Maybe we can touch it in the future. If it's really good, it doesn't matter. ”

Everyone nodded.

At the moment, Dong Wenfeng didn't know that he had almost become the target of being ”played”. He took his takeout back to the inn, put one of them on the table outside and shouted, ”landlady?”

The landlady was eating melon seeds with the people inside. When she heard the sound, she answered: ”well? Every day the boss's wife, the boss's wife, are you bored? ”

Dong Wenfeng was used to each other's poisonous tongue. He was a little ashamed: ”I ordered takeout just now. I ordered one for you by the way. I'll put it outside. You'll come out and get it later.”

Then he went upstairs without waiting for the boss's wife to reply.

Other people saw this and immediately smiled: ”it seems that this boy is really not bad.”

The middle-aged man selling vinegar listened carefully: ”he went upstairs.”

Next to the middle-aged man, there was a woman wearing tight leather clothes and heavy makeup. She was on the makeup stand next door: ”do you like you so much?”

The landlady spoke simply and comprehensively: ”no, I've noticed. It's simple and sincere, and there's no meaning of admiration.”

For a time, Dong Wenfeng's image in people's eyes changed greatly.

But Dong Wenfeng's doubts about the alley became deeper and deeper, but he didn't want to investigate it in order to find out. After dinner, he meditated and began to practice.

After dawn the next day, he thought and decided to go out to buy breakfast himself this time.

Of course, the point is to inquire by the way and see what's strange in this alley.

The downtown is bustling, but there are also some old buildings. Kyoto is a place with a certain historical and cultural heritage. Many people like to eat a roadside stall in the morning, hot fried dough sticks and hot wonton or bean curd. A few yuan is enough to satisfy people.

This is what Dong Wenfeng eats.

There are a lot of people here in the morning, but after nine o'clock, the people who come to dinner are locals who usually don't have big things.

Dong Wenfeng ate steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, looked at the old men who were fanning the Pu fan around him, and casually participated in the conversation of several people. It didn't take long for several people to get familiar.