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Chu Lian had the intention of visiting secretly today, so she dressed normally. Even the carriage she rode in didn't have the emblem of Duke Jing 'an's estate.

From the looks of it, it looked like a young madam from an official's family going out on a trip.

Guilin Restaurant was located in the depths of the old Xi City. Ever since the Xi City was reorganized by the Ministry of Works, this area had become the territory of Anle Square.

Most of the houses in Anle Square were ordinary residences. Most of the shops that had been set up here had already been sold and became the residences of the commoners. Guilin Restaurant was probably the only business in this area, especially for restaurants.

Although the commoners in Anle Square weren't poor, not many of them had extra money to eat in a restaurant. At this time, the money earned from a restaurant was enough to buy a lot of fish and meat dishes for their families to enjoy several delicious meals.

Guilin Restaurant didn't have enough customers to begin with. In addition, the food and service were too ordinary, even worse than the small restaurants nearby. It was evident from the daily business.

If it wasn't for the special meaning this restaurant had to Matriarch He, it would have closed more than ten years ago. Why would it continue to be a loss-making business?

The carriage traveled steadily through the alleys of Anle Square. It was almost noon, and smoke was rising from the chimneys of the commoners. Children were playing and chasing each other in the alleys. Commoners carrying baskets walked past from time to time, their faces covered in sweat but smiling happily.

Chu Lian lifted the curtain of the carriage slightly and widened her eyes to look at the life of the commoners of the Great Wu Dynasty. It was vivid and vivid, and she finally realized that she was one of them.

Wenqing saw that she was staring intently outside and thought that she was anxious, so she said, "Third Young Mistress, we'll reach Guilin Restaurant in two more alleys."

Wenqing and Wenlan used to live in the farmstead with Senior Servant Zhong. Wenqing's residence was close to Anle Square, so she was the most familiar with this area. She had passed by Guilin Restaurant a few times before, but she had never gone in to take a look.

Chu Lian lowered the curtain and took a sip of the honey water in front of her. She tilted her head and said, "When we arrive at Guilin Restaurant, none of you are allowed to reveal my identity. Understood?"

Although Wenqing and Wenlan were curious why Third Young Mistress would give them such an order, they tactfully didn't ask and nodded.

Indeed, with the slight rocking of the carriage, they soon arrived at the entrance of Guilin Restaurant.

Guilin Restaurant was located at a corner at the end of the street. In the original Xi City, it was a good location. However, after this area was converted into a residential area, all the businesses around it closed their doors one after another. Guilin Restaurant was the only restaurant left on this old street.

The Old Street of An Le Fang looked to have its own style, but unfortunately, there were very few people. Most of them were ordinary people going home to eat.

Wenqing helped Chu Lian down the carriage.

She lifted her head slightly to look at Guilin Restaurant.

Perhaps it was due to the fact that the buildings in Xi City used to be the same, Guilin Restaurant did not look big from the outside, and it only had one floor.

The sandalwood plaque was inked with ink, and the words "Guilin Residence" were written in a carefree and open-minded manner. It gave off a feeling of wanting to ride with the wind, making one yearn for it.

It was just that this plaque was too old, and it was mottled. The paint had started to fall off in many places, and it carried a sense of vicissitudes.

This was obviously the result of no one maintaining the restaurant.

Chu Lian's gaze shifted from the plaque to the inside of the restaurant.

It was close to noon, and there were very few people at the entrance of Guilin Restaurant. There was no shopkeeper behind the counter either. There was only a small wooden stool beside the counter, and on the wooden stool sat a fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth dressed in rough clothes. The youth was leaning against the counter, snoring loudly. Saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the lazy state of Guilin Restaurant, Chu Lian frowned slightly. Wenqing was so angry that her face darkened.

Chu Lian strode into Guilin Restaurant and stood in front of the youth. The youth was still in a deep sleep.

Wenqing angrily went forward and pushed the youth. The youth's body tilted to one side, and he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"Who!

Who pushed me! "