Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

Even when he goes shopping in the supermarket, he always brings his own shopping bags.

Shijo Shinki looked at the money in her hand, then looked at Kitahara Takashi, who was educating her like an old father. She couldn't keep up with his pace. She felt a little amused, but also a little speechless: "What can you do with this little money?"

She gave more than that as a tip.

"This little money?"

Kitahara Tsutomu's face darkened.

When he was in high school, his pocket money was only about 100 yuan a week.

"Let's go!" Beiyuan Zun grabbed the four Zhenfei's hands and walked towards the door.

"Today I'll show you what you can do with 4,200 yen."

Kitahara Takashi decided that he must let this young lady experience the real life of an ordinary person.

Shijo Shinki did not resist.

At this moment, she was staring at the hand that Beiyuan Zun was holding hers, lost in thought.

"Is this a boy's hand? It's so big."

I have always known that boys have big hands, but I have never compared them hand to hand, let alone held hands. From a visual point of view, Shijo Shinki doesn't seem to be much bigger.

Many people know that a girl's body is soft and fragrant, but you have never hugged it, let alone experienced it in person. You can only rely on your imagination, and naturally you can't imagine how soft it is.

Einstein once said: "Experiment is the only criterion for testing truth."

Shijo Shinki, who only started holding hands with the opposite sex at the age of sixteen, only now realized that a boy's hand can be so big.

At this moment, she opened the door to a new world.

*

"Is this the tram? There are so many people."

Sitting on the tram seat that Kitahara Takashi had taken from his uncle, Shijo Shinki looked around curiously like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

The passengers around her all looked at this noble young lady with strange eyes.

Although Shijo Shinki never cared about her clothes.

But, none of her clothes are cheap.

Moreover, even if they wear the same clothes, the temperament that Shijo Shinki has developed since childhood in a wealthy family is completely different from that of ordinary people.

Money really does support people.

Children of rich people are not ugly unless they are born with crooked facial features.

"Have you never ridden a tram?"

Kitahara Takashi only grabbed a seat for Shijo Shinki, but not for himself.

He could only stand in front of Shijo Zhenfei and protect her carefully.

If this young lady gets bumped or hit somewhere, he will probably have to consider where to bury himself.

"I have never come into contact with civilian means of transportation since I was a child." Shijo Maki's words sounded provocative, but Kitahara Takashi knew that she was telling the truth.

With Shijo Shinki's status, she would definitely be picked up and dropped off by luxury cars when traveling, and it would be impossible for her to squeeze into the tram to go to and from school like ordinary people.

All I can say is that people are different.

Even if we live in the same world and the same city.

Kitahara Takashi believed it, but the passengers around him did not.

"How does it feel?" Kitahara Takashi actually wanted to know what the rich girl Shijo Shinki felt like when she took the train for the first time.

"There were a lot of people, it smelled of sweat, and it was a bit strange."

Shijo Shinki tilted her head and thought for a moment before speaking her mind frankly.

“This is the life of ordinary people.”

Kitahara Takashi smiled and said nothing more.

I took the train with my four concubines to Tabata Ginza shopping street in Kita-ku, Tokyo.

The old streets and shops retain a lot of Showa era style.

Walking in it, Shijo Shinki felt as if she had traveled through time and space.

What amazed Shijo Shinki the most was not only the store environment, but also the prices.

It's like prices have gone back to the past.

When Kitahara Takashi brought her to the door of a small shop selling oden called Tsukudada, Shijo Shinki saw the price on it and her pupils widened in disbelief.

It’s not because the products in this store are expensive, but because they are cheap.

You may not believe it, but in Tokyo, you can eat oden for only 25 yen.

You can enjoy fried tofu for less than 80 yen.

The prices were so low that she couldn't believe she was in Tokyo, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

50 boys? (Votes needed)

"Give me two portions of fried tofu, two portions of sukiyaki lucky bags, two portions of beef tendon, two portions of kelp, two portions of eggs, and two portions of chikuwa rolls, in separate servings, thank you."

Kitahara Tsutomu ordered a lot of food in one go.

When it came time to pay the bill, he only took out 1,000 yen and handed it over.

What shocked Shijo Shinki the most was that Kitahara Takashi ordered so much but spent less than 1,000 yen.

The old lady also gave me change.

"Here, young man, take it."

The store manager, an old lady, filled two small bowls with what Kitahara Takashi ordered, scooped a few spoonfuls of sweet soup into them, and passed them over.

"Thank you."

Kitahara Takashi walked up to Shijo Shinki with two bowls of oden stuffed full of food, handed her one bowl, said, "I'm eating!", then took the sukiyaki lucky bag and ate most of it in one bite.

Shijo Zhenfei held the small bowl in her hand, looked it up and down, with a hesitant look on her face.

"It's so cheap, I hope I won't get sick from eating it."

No friend has ever brought Shijo Zhenfei to such a shabby restaurant.

Because most of the people who can play with her are either rich or noble.

Even in the eyes of Shijo Shinki, Tanuma Tsubasa, who was born in a poor family, is better than Kitahara Takashi. There is no way he would come to such a place.

After all, Tanuma Tsubasa comes from a poor family, not from the poor class.

Trivia: Hanmen refers to a humble family, not the poor class, so please don’t call yourselves Hanmen anymore, you don’t deserve it!

Even Tanuma Tsubasa doesn't come back to the place, so it is even less likely that Shijo Shinki will come.

It was fortunate that Kitahara Takashi brought her here. If it were someone else, Shijo Shinki would have walked away with a displeased look on her face.

Are you sure you're not humiliating her by bringing her to a place like this?

This can only happen if Beiyuan Zun brings her here.

Because Kitahara Takashi was a poor man.

Ordinary people have their own way of living, and rich people have their own way of living.

In the eyes of Shijo Shinki, this might be Kitahara Tsutomu's daily life. If he asked Kitahara Tsutomu to take her to a high-end restaurant, she would think that he was just trying to save face.

Holding the small bowl, she hesitated for a long time, and Sijo Zhenfei glanced at Beiyuan Zun.

I saw Beiyuan Zun eating with big mouthfuls, and every bite was very delicious. If you didn’t know him, you would think he was eating some delicacies from land and sea.

As Shijo Zhenfei watched, she swallowed subconsciously.

"Is it really that delicious?"

Kitahara Tsutomu ate so deliciously that Shijo Shinki was actually hungry just by looking at him.

She picked up a string of beef tendon and took a bite of it gracefully.

The beef tendon was soft and tasty, and the sweetness of the soup base made Shijo Shinki's eyes widen slightly and she covered her mouth in surprise.

“It’s delicious!”

She didn't expect that this small shop located in a small alley with a shabby storefront and simple environment could actually serve delicious food.

"Yeah, right."

Kitahara Tsutomu looked smug.

If the food doesn't taste good, he won't come back a second time.

He would not bring four real concubines with him.

“It may not be as healthy as what your personal chef makes, but it’s delicious.”

For Kitahara Takashi, he would rather eat more delicious food and die quickly than live a hard life eating healthy food.

Junk food makes him happy.

"Uh-huh."

Shijo Shinki picked up a piece of Sukiyaki lucky bag and took a bite. She found that it was actually filled with a big bag of beef, which tasted fresh and sweet.

Of course, it wasn't good beef.

It's only 150 yen each, what else do you want from a bicycle?

This was the most delicious meal that Shijo Zhenfei had ever had.

When she put down the bowl, Shijo Shinki found that she had eaten the entire bowl of oden!

This made the four concubines feel incredible.

It was her first time eating oden, and she admitted that the oden here was indeed delicious, but she couldn't say it was particularly delicious.

From childhood to adulthood, what delicious food has Shijo Shinki not eaten?

No matter how delicious it is, she definitely won't eat so much considering her normal appetite.

But now she has finished eating.

This is how the same thing?

Shijo Shinki was wondering when Kitahara Takashi stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go to the next bakery."

"Still eating?"

Shijo Shinki looked up in surprise.

Didn’t you just eat it?

"Walking helps digest food."

Kitahara Takashi didn't care whether Shijo Shinki was willing or not, and pulled her towards the bakery.

Passing by a food store, Kitahara Takashi also spent 300 yen to buy two cups of freshly ground soy milk, which was as rich as batter.

The two of them walked and drank, and met many elderly people on the street.

After walking just a few steps, I finally arrived at the bakery that Kitahara Takashi mentioned.

The owner is an old man, and he is the only one in the store.

There are many posters and photos with celebrities from the last century on the door. It seems that they have appeared on TV and in magazines many times and must have been glorious in the past.

The middle-aged man who was full of vigor and vitality in the photo now has a head full of white hair.

The memory of the store also retains the traditional model.

The paint-chipped molds and the faded price tags all show the passage of time.

There are five types of bread on the shelves, with different prices, but the most expensive one is only 300 yen a bag.

Kitahara Takashi bought two of each.