December 1st, just after noon.

Joe, who was full of wine and had a little redness in the alcohol, burped and hugged Old Lady Mary enthusiastically, gave the bartenders a very generous tip, and then shook his huge body, like a lazy bear, step by step out of the old grandmother's tavern.

Old Mrs. Mary held her chest with her hands, leaned against the door frame of the tavern, squinted her eyes and smiled, looking at Joe's back.

A young bartender standing behind the counter playfully put a gold mark that Joe rewarded in his mouth, rolled up gold coins with his tongue, and shouted softly from the bottom of his heart: "Ah, the annoying military university, I really hope Mr. Qiao can visit our tavern every day."

Sherlock raised his cane to Joe and hurried into the four-wheeled carriage.

The coachman shouted, and the carriage turned across the street corner and ran without a trace.

Virenya frowned and greeted Joe. After she wrapped her headscarf tightly, she was like a quick golden mouse, crossing the road and rushing into the alley opposite, and then disappeared while breathing.

Qiao stroked her plump and fleshy chin and murmured, "Who can tell? She has such an identity on the side of the Potouse? Did you hear what Sherlock said? She is actually comparable to the real Potouse Princess? With the order, countless Potouse people drove her?"

Qiao shuddered.

Vironia's identity is beyond his imagination.

Think about it, if you offend Virenya, you will offend almost all the Pottus people... All the Pottus people will cause trouble for you at all costs - they will carry the bodies to your doorstep every few days...

Or they will get a few carriage feces and sewage every few days, and then hang them at the gate of your house the next day.

Or, at the gate of your house, dozens of dead cats, dead dogs, dead chickens, dead ducks... or other similar indescribable "wonderful" things will appear every now and then.

Such a scene is really a nightmare!

"Uncle Ghostly is right. Walking in the world, old men, women and children, you can't underestimate it." Qiao pursed his lips and pressed his big-brimmed military cap on his head: "But, Jianghu... what is the concept of Jianghu?"

He muttered vaguely, and Qiao shouted: "Ah, go do serious things. Before the New Year holiday and winter holiday, I only have these two days of vacation. We can't waste any time... We have wasted a whole morning."

Qiao looked up at the sky, and he turned around and greeted Old Lady Mary, jumped onto Xiaobai, who was brought by the guard, shook the reins, Xiaobai made a cheerful snorkeling and rushed out in a flash.

Old Mrs. Mary watched Joe take the people around the corner and shook her head.

She turned around and entered the tavern, walked into the kitchen, and came to the alley behind the tavern through the back door. She walked along the alley for about a hundred feet and kicked a tramp curled up under the eaves of the alley.

"Send a few smart and capable guys to follow Joe... I feel like he is going to cause trouble." Old Mrs. Mary hummed and gave orders: "Look at the young man's affairs and let the young man solve them by himself. If an old man takes action regardless of his decent action, come and tell me immediately, or let Mata clean up."

The homeless man jumped up, and he responded in a low voice, and then his body turned into a twisting black shadow, which disappeared out of thin air.

Old Mrs. Mary took out a small piece of candied fruit from her pocket and stuffed it into her mouth. While chewing it with a scent, she slowly walked back to the kitchen of the tavern. She muttered in a low voice: "Is this kid really enlightened? The monthly exam for freshmen in the military university is not difficult, but she can get full marks in the nine major courses in the first semester..."

Shaking his head, Old Lady Mary giggled and laughed: "What did you say on Donglu? Do you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? Haha, his body shape is really similar... But it doesn't seem to be playing. When this kid first came to the imperial capital, he was indeed a pig!"

"After opening up the spiritual sea, the IQ will increase...or, recovery so quickly? If it weren't for the serious illness and burning his brain when he was young, how high would his IQ be? Would he be the same as his sister Tifa?"

The old lady whistled softly and walked into the kitchen with a smile on her face: "Ah, little guys, it's almost New Year. Each person's salary will double... Do it well, my grandmother will not treat you badly!"

Cheerful laughter burst out from the kitchen, and the pots and pans suddenly sounded again.

Qiao rode Xiaobai across the food street and walked all the way.

He didn't notice that there was a man who had just walked out in a bacon shop on the side of the road.

The hair color, the eyes are dark gray, the half-length hair is a little messy, the deep eye sockets, the straight nose bridge, and the three-dimensional face are very handsome. I don’t know if it is born or acquired in my eyes. The confused and confused look that always exists makes him, who is about thirty years old, full of the vicissitudes of only middle-aged uncles.

With his nearly seven feet tall and burly figure, this is a very attractive man who can make more than 90% of girls in the university town scream and are willing to sacrifice himself.

However, it was cold and he didn't wear a hat, and he was wearing only a slightly old plaid thick tweed jacket. Moreover, the cuffs obviously had several small holes due to wear, and small patches were made with materials of the same color.

The boots on his feet are also single leather boots, which are more suitable for wearing in autumn, and in this winter below zero, such boots can only be said to be slightly better than barefoot.

Clothes and boots all tell the story of this man's financial situation, not very good.

He walked out of the bacon shop, carrying an oil paper bag in his hand, which contained a hot meat-cup bread. He was holding the oil paper bag and was about to go to the cafe across the street to ask for a cup of hot coffee.

Generally, if not necessary, this is his lunch.

It's very simple, even a simple lunch... Many students in college towns will have a hot meal in groups in this cold and frozen season, and serve with a few glasses of wine.

Not to mention the man's other identities... As for his assistant in the mechanical processing major of the Second University of the Imperial Capital, such a lunch is too simple.

Joe rode his horse and ran over in front of him in a wind.

The man stood by the roadside, squinting his eyes at Joe's back... Marcos, the carriage he was riding in, and the mounts of Lan Mujin, Lan Kikyung and others also roared past.

The man narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Fresh clothes and angry horses, the spring breeze is proud... Destiny is so proud of you at this moment, allowing you to reach the sky, reaching the sky, emitting a glory that ordinary people dare not look directly at."

"But, who knows the next step in fate?"

"Perhaps, you will fall from a high altitude like a roll of abandoned garbage, trampled into the mud heavily... The higher you climb, the heavier you fall, the more you fall, the more you fall, the pain will be, and you will lose everything from then on."

"Who knows?" The man smiled with his lips pursed. He opened the oil paper bag and took a heavy bite of the meat-clipped bread.

Chewing on the greasy meat-cup bread, the man trotted across the road and still came to the cafe he was about to go to. He ordered a large cup of hot coffee with no sugar or milk. He found a seat to sit down and enjoyed it comfortably.

The meat-cooked bread was eaten clean and the hot coffee was drunk. The man took out a small animal skin purse from his pocket and took out a handful of change.

He counted the change in his purse carefully, and then took out two fountains with the smallest denomination, placed next to the coffee cup.

He looked at the two slender and petite copper coins lying pitifully on the table, pondered for a while, and took out another fountain and placed it next to the two copper coins. The three copper coins were neatly arranged in a straight line, and even the patterns on the copper coins were exactly the same.

"This is not cost-effective. According to the rules, the tip is only ten to fifteen percent of the consumption." The man muttered in a low voice: "The price of this cup of coffee is two fountains. I shouldn't give a tip of up to fifty percent."

"However, a fountain Su with a face value of Su is already the smallest face value auxiliary currency in the empire." The man sighed softly: "In fact, consumption of this level should not be paid for tips."

"But this is... decent!" the man murmured with a smile: "Grandfather said that no matter how embarrassed he is, he must not forget his identity and must maintain his decent."

Standing up, the man walked out of the cafe.

Standing at the entrance of the cafe, the man looked into the cloudy northern sky: "I hope you can maintain your decentness on the deserted island where you are fishing... I heard that there is now minus 40 or 50 degrees below zero, but it is much colder than the imperial capital... Can you, who is already powerless, still maintain your decentness back then?"

The man laughed softly.

A young student wrapped in a thick tweed coat and a thick felt hat on his head ran all the way.

He ran to the man, looked around with vigilance, and then bowed gently to the man and bowed: "Mr. Margo, your guest is here."

Margo raised his brows, looked north again, looked in the direction of Blood Kapok Castle, and then nodded to the young students with a smile: "Oh, is that good news...ah, it seems that it is New Year. After the New Year celebration, the final exam, are you all ready?"

Margo smiled and patted the young student on the shoulder: "Miken, you are the hardest-working students I have ever taught. We strive to get a good grade this year. I have a place in my hand and I will give you the qualification to recommend senior graduate students."

"Do it well, you have a bright future." Margo smiled and patted Miken on the shoulder hard.
Chapter completed!