My name is Ren

Chapter 354 Prejudice has been engraved in the bones of nobles since the day they were born

The fatigue of the long journey and a dance party drained Ren's physical strength and energy. After the dance party, he rested very early. Perhaps this was the result Gaher wanted.

This can also be seen as a buffer, a necessary means for the grassroots to face high-level work.Ryan is resting in the Governor's Mansion. Outside the Governor's Mansion, the difficult households who want to do a good job must arrange for people to do the work well, and some thorns must be cleaned up in time to ensure that Rennes can start working the next day. , will not find out some problems, and reduce the possibility of Gaher's mistakes in work.

When the next day dawned, Ren rarely got up early.

Since returning to the imperial capital, his routine of life has undergone some changes.He always got up very early in Ortrenburg, which may have something to do with the fast-paced life in Ortrenburg.Everything is missing, and everything is waiting for someone to do it, so he must get up early.After returning to the imperial capital, the slow-paced aristocratic life suddenly slowed down his life, and he had to sleep until after nine o'clock every day before getting up.But today, he got up early again.

When he got up, his genius had just turned pale, and Ren was already familiar with it and took Jasmine out quietly.His whereabouts cannot be covered up, nor can it be covered up by others. As a politician who is fighting for a politician, Ren is very clear that when a superior person becomes invisible and cannot be found, it means that danger is approaching.He didn't hide, he walked out through the gate generously, and the guards quickly told the sleeping Gaher the news of Ren's going out.

Gaher, who only slept in the middle of the night last night, opened his red eyeballs, rubbed his hair, and waved his fists a few times violently.At this time, he really wanted to lie down and continue to sleep. The soft quilt and warm quilt were like a seal from ancient times, trapping him firmly on the bed.But he had to get up. Ren is now a huge moving source of fire. He is a firefighter and needs to extinguish the fire ignited by Ren anytime and anywhere.

As for Ren, he went straight to one of the only two taverns in the city.

Early in the morning, the door of the tavern was already open.As the capital of the ancient province of Demara, Shukusius has always played the role of a transportation hub. This city is not in the center of the ancient Demara region, but is biased to the south.This also makes many "merchants" often arrive at the coldest place in the empire in the middle of the night. The merchants may have their own dens to rest in, but those guards and servants who have walked most of the night need a place to relax. And a cheap way to keep warm—drinking.

The business at night is often much better than during the day. These people come and go in the middle of the night, and even at dawn there are still some drunkards who linger.

When Ren pushed open the half-closed door of the tavern, he saw a noisy crowd. In fact, it was not too many. Twenty or so drunks gathered in front of the stage, waving copper coins and wine glasses in their hands, blushing and drunk. Looking at the exhausted strippers on the stage wriggling their limbs exhaustedly.As with many taverns, sex is always the catalyst for these guys to drink too much.Almost all taverns in the entire Orlando Empire will have such a stage, and the women who live on this stage.

The slightly haggard blonde in her 30s had already taken off her underpants, and her loose skin was dull. It seemed that her physical condition was not particularly good.It always lasts until dawn every day. Even if there are several people in rotation, it is very hurtful.What's more, in order to earn the copper coins in the hands of these drunkards, they always need to make some large-scale movements with force, which increases the physical exertion.

The stripper girl lifted her thigh feebly, but the drunkards gleefully breathed out alcohol, yelled loudly, and threw copper coins onto the stage, making the girl unable to get off for a short time.

Apparently only when this is more or less undressed than when they dance with their clothes on do the drunkards get a little more generous.

Jasmine glanced at the woman contemptuously. She has the qualifications. In this not-so-peaceful world, women don't have the only way out.She chose dignity and faced more difficult situations and costs, while those people chose the relatively simple difficulty of life.She does have the qualifications to despise these women.

When Ren came in, he brought a bit of cold wind, and the cold wind couldn't blow away the enthusiasm of the drunkards. He walked to a corner, ordered a cup of black tea, and ordered a grilled steak, while Jasmine stood beside him.

The waiter quickly brought over the steaming steak with two small meal packs as a gift. The more remote the area, the harder it is to do business.If you are in the imperial capital, you need to order meal kits separately, do you want two from the boss?There are no doors!

"Bring me a new napkin." Ryan stuffed a silver coin and a note into the waiter's hand.The waiter was slightly taken aback, bowed and turned to leave.

This is a tavern, but it's also an information post.

Long before Renn left the Oort Journal, he had a premonition of fate that something would happen in the Northland, so he asked Alma to lay out here in advance, so that such a tavern came into being.Most alcoholics are very clear about what happened on the ice field. They are either helpers or guards of smugglers. Once these people drink too much, they can make out anything.This also reflects from the side that in terms of intelligence work, Rennes still has a long way to go. At least he must form his own secret spy network instead of using this method to obtain unknown intelligence.

"Look, that guy is really pretending!", a drunkard noticed Ren, and spat in disdain.When people like them drink too much, never think about asking them to learn what etiquette is.The guy beside him also wobbled back, glanced at him, and laughed.

"This way, I really think I am a nobleman."

Ren took the brand new napkin from the waiter and shook it, and shook it completely. He seemed to be picky and frowned and stared at the napkin for a while, then folded it into a square shape, and then pressed it on on his own lips.In the eyes of outsiders, this is a very picky behavior, but only he knows that there is something written on a small piece of the napkin.

"Sistine is on the Devil's Mountain outside the city. The city has been cleared, and there are changes in the ice outside the city. Be careful."

Ren divided the steak with a knife and fork, staring at the sauce on the plate, but actually thinking about other things.

Before coming to Demaragu, he had done some homework and had some understanding of Demaragu.The Devil's Mountain is about [-] kilometers north of Shukusius, closer to the ice field.The temperature there has a cliff-like drop, at least five to seven degrees colder than here.The freezing wind blowing from the ice field all the year round keeps the Devil's Mountain covered with snow all the year round. Coupled with the special geographical structure, once the wind increases, there will be whistling sound.Seen from the bottom of the mountain, the whole Devil Mountain looks like a huge white ghost, which is why it is called Devil Mountain.

It was not beyond Ryan's expectation that people could hide on Devil's Mountain. No matter how rampant these smugglers were, they would not be so rampant as to pile up very sensitive strategic materials in the city.Besides, for convenience and safety, they will definitely have their own territory and warehouse.It is obviously very stupid to choose to rebuild a small town or a fort in the wild.Then it would be more reasonable to choose a lonely mountain as a base.

If you want to find out these people, you can't avoid Devil Mountain.

Ren put down the knife and fork, and his face became a little dignified. Among the nobles who died, nearly [-]% were attacked and died in the wild.For example, Terman and his Bohr family were killed by "rogues".With his current situation, taking Jasmine directly to Devil Mountain would be like sending him to death.These smugglers who have completely ignored the law and morality may really have the possibility of taking risks and quietly wipe him out in the wild.

When the time comes, no one will be born, no corpse will be seen after death, who will offend a large group of nobles to find out the cause of death of a golden nobleman?

Ren frowned, and wrapped the cut steak into his mouth.

The steak here is much inferior to the steak in the mainland, not only because of the chef's cooking skills, but also because of the huge difference in the selection of ingredients.

Most of the time when the south chooses steak materials, they will consider Colmer veal. Whether they are nobles or commoners, they all love to eat Colmer veal.The nobles ate the best small piece of essence, and the common people ate the area with relatively poor meat quality.Here, in Demaragu, people tend to choose the beef of Peteran yak as food material. This kind of yak can grow normally in the cold temperature, and it does not have strict requirements on the environment like Kermer cattle.

The beef of Peter Ann yak has more fat, which is to allow the yak to retain more calories, but these fats also make the steak extremely loose, and it is difficult to find the kind of beef that rebounds the force of the teeth cutting back to the mouth. beauty.Too much fat makes every bite too greasy, and it is easy to have the illusion of fullness.

After eating half of the steak, Ren decided to give it up temporarily. He really couldn't find any excuse to continue eating.In fact, this kind of steak is not completely without advantages, at least it may be a good thing for those at the bottom of society - it has sufficient fat, which can be a good supplement for physical workers to supplement the consumption of high-intensity physical labor energy.

Taking a bite with the meal bag dipped in sauce, Ren put down the meal bag calmly.This is a whole-wheat meal bag, which also contains wheat bran. From the perspective of nutritional value, it is obvious that whole-wheat bread has more nutrition.But he is an aristocrat, and what the aristocrats need is taste. Nutrition is a thing and their pursuit of ingredients and food, there will only be excess, and there will be absolutely no shortage.

A place for nothing!

Ren picked up the napkin and wiped off the gravy on his lips, wiped his hands vigorously, took a look, and threw it back on the table.

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