Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 30 Accident
After going to the other two families she thought were most likely to be the ones who came, it turned out that neither of them was the real person. Ye Beixuan was a little tired. She was initially full of energy at first, but then it weakened, and now it has become exhausting at the third time.

at dusk.

"I say, are you reliable? You can't even guess what's happening with your own family?" Ye Beixuan dragged his heavy feet and said speechlessly, "I'm starving. No! I have to get something to eat."

After being together for a long time, he no longer has any intimidating power in front of her.

The ghost girl Yun Ge said with a tone of grievance, resentment and anger: "I've been dead for ten years, how can I know? You just want to get rid of me as soon as possible!"

"Do you think I, a ghost, am following you all the time and getting in your way?"

Ye Beixuan rolled his eyes. I’ve been scared by you so many times. Forget it. I won’t bother with her. I’ll eat something first.

Shuiyun Town is no different from Bashan Town. Both are bustling and prosperous, with densely populated shops in the streets and alleys, and the sounds of hawking can be heard one after another.

One of the tall buildings is particularly eye-catching, with a plaque hanging at the gate with four large and powerful characters "Yue Lai Restaurant" written on it.

As Ye Beixuan approached the door, the aroma of wine and food filled the air, causing his stomach, which had already begun to rebel, to protest even more violently.

"That's it." Ye Beixuan whispered in a deep voice. Now that he is wealthy, he should not treat himself badly.

Stepping into the restaurant, Ye Beixuan looked around as he saw the luxurious interior decoration with carved beams and painted buildings.

Seeing a guest arrive, the waiter hurried forward with a warm and welcoming smile, saying, "Sir, are you here for a quick meal or to stay the night?"

"I need both. First, fry me a few side dishes. What do you have here?" Ye Beixuan said calmly, glancing around casually.

The waiter quickly agreed, "Very well, sir! We have quite a few specialties here, like our secret roast duck, with crispy skin and tender meat, leaving a lingering fragrance in your mouth. And then there's our signature stinky mandarin fish, which I guarantee you'll want more. Which ones would you like to try?"

Ye Beixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with interest: "Let's have these two, and add a pot of fine wine."

The waiter nodded rapidly and gestured for him to sit not far away. "Alright, sir, please take a seat. The food will be here soon."

Ye Beixuan slowly sat down on the soft chair, poured a pot of tea, placed the oil-paper umbrella on the table, and slowly began to taste it.

Big restaurants are different. They are really a world apart from some inns.

"Have you been here before?" Ye Beixuan said in a comfortable tone while drinking tea.

"We used to be very poor. My parents often took my sister and me to collect herbs and do business. My brother was very cute. I don't know if he still remembers me as his sister. He was only eight years old at that time!" The oil-paper umbrella trembled slightly, and words came out softly from inside the umbrella, with a touch of melancholy and nostalgia like smoke and fog.

Eight years old? That means he is the same age as me this year!
"So you are already 28 years old this year?" Ye Beixuan said in a surprised tone.

Hearing Ye Beixuan say she was twenty-eight, Zhao Yunge suddenly felt like an old cow eating young grass. She trembled violently and said with a tone of resentment and dissatisfaction: "I was only eighteen when I died. Don't you know that the age of a ghost always remains at the moment of death? I don't care, I am eighteen."

As expected, when it comes to age, women are unreasonable. Ye Beixuan rolled his eyes. After being together for so long, his image as a master has long been ignored by her.

At this moment, the waiter came in with dishes in his hand, his figure nimble and swift, and said, "Here you are, sir, here are the dishes and wine you ordered. Please enjoy."

"Thank you."

Ye Beixuan sniffed the tempting aroma of the dishes and looked at the delicious food on the plate, his heart filled with joy and anticipation.

He couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of tender meat and put it into his mouth. It was really pleasant to eat out.

Just then, a loud shout interrupted Ye Beixuan's meal. "Waiter, are you ready for the donkey?" The voice was sharp and arrogant, the last syllable deliberately drawn out, and the air of authority seemed to make his "special needs" known to everyone here, as if he was the boss here.

A young man in gorgeous clothes walked into the restaurant with four beautiful maids.

"Oh! Mr. Zhao, you're here! As usual, the table by the window is reserved for you! Come, please come this way." The waiter said with a smile on his face and nodded.

"It's this guy again. Why is he so annoying?" A guy at the next table whispered.

"Shh! Are you crazy? If this playboy hears you, you will definitely get a beating." Another person hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Ah!" The young man sighed and said, "It's all thanks to my parents. I don't know what kind of luck the Zhao family had. My parents started their business with a thousand-year-old blood ginseng. Their medicinal herb business grew bigger and bigger, and they became the richest people in our country."

"It's a pity that my son is a playboy with no morals, extravagant and frivolous."

Ye Beixuan listened to the discussion next door, but didn't pay attention to it and continued to eat delicious food.

When the oil-paper umbrella heard the three words "Zhao Yunfeng", it shook violently.

"What's wrong?" Ye Beixuan asked puzzledly.

What's wrong with this female ghost? Is she having her period? There shouldn't be any ghosts!

Zhao Yunge inside the oil-paper umbrella did not answer, but stopped shaking and fell silent for a while.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ye Beixuan just thought she was crazy for no reason and continued to enjoy the pleasure brought by the food.

As Mr. Zhao took his seat, the discussion about him in the restaurant gradually subsided and returned to normal.

Ye Beixuan was full of food and drink, and leaned back in his chair contentedly. He slowly reached out and touched his slightly bulging belly.

He accidentally glanced at the handsome young man Zhao Yunfeng, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and holding a valuable folding fan.

After taking a closer look, I found that this guy seemed familiar. He was so damn handsome! He was almost as handsome as me.

He ordered a large table of dishes and sat at the table. One of the maids picked up some food with her chopsticks and put it into his mouth. After chewing it slightly, he moved his eyes to the next dish.

Another maid took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his mouth obediently, then threw it into the trash can. His other two hands each hugged the two maids, and his large palms moved up and down from time to time.

He is indeed a rich man! Ye Beixuan sighed in his heart, only eating one bite of a dish, and having four beautiful wives, isn’t this the life he wanted?
After tasting the delicious food, the young man stood up with his arm around the maid, put down a large ingot of silver, touched the maid's face, and went downstairs.

Everyone looked at him with envy and watched him leave, hating themselves for not being him.

"Follow him." A voice suddenly came from inside the oil-paper umbrella, drawing Ye Beixuan's gaze back.

"what happened?"

"Sir, please follow him." Zhao Yunge's tone was even filled with urgent pleading.

This was the only time she took the initiative to ask for help from him in all the time they had been together, except for the first time.

"Okay." After saying that, he was about to imitate the rich second generation and put down the silver and leave. However, he felt around and found that there was no silver that big on his body. He had no choice but to put down the silver that was almost the same and left with the young master.

(End of this chapter)