Chapter 634 Burn Your House
Today, it ended before lunch time even arrived. Although the eldest prince's move was very clever, it made the event boring.
Another hour passed, and the Red Team still hadn't found Ye Lang. It was as if Ye Lang had disappeared from the City of Ella.
At this time, the eldest prince was thinking, if Ye Lang played hide-and-seek with him, wouldn't it take until eight o'clock in the evening...
"Who knows who this 5050 is?" The eldest prince frowned and said with a bit of disgust.
"I know this. He is Miss Debbie's friend and seems to be familiar with the three princesses. His number 5050 also corresponds to Miss Debbie." Some people seemed to have paid attention to Debbie and others. They knew that Ye Lang had some relationship with Debbie and others, but they actually didn't know who Ye Lang was.
"Okay then, let's go find Miss Debbie and just keep an eye on her!! Let everyone else rest. We shouldn't get tired of this for a little mouse. It's not worth it!" The eldest prince gave the order. He had already planned Ye Lang to be one of the little mice.
At the same time, the eldest prince also decided to wait and see, and wait slowly until Ye Lang showed himself, so that he could catch him then.
If Ye Lang doesn't show up, that doesn't matter, because that would mean they've already won!
"Ah, he is playing hide-and-seek with you? He is hiding and not showing up?" Debbie asked in surprise after hearing what the eldest prince said.
This bastard said he was coming to rob me, but now he's hiding from everyone. He's totally unreliable! !
"Yes! Now we only need him, otherwise we can end this activity! Miss Debbie, could you tell me about him, so that it will be easier for us to catch him!" The eldest prince said calmly. At this time, he was already resting, with a pot of tea brewing on the table, drinking it slowly.
"I don't know much about him. I only know that his name is Ye Lang, he is a master of swordsmanship, and he is an old friend of ours. Although we are old friends, he is very poor. Maybe he went out to eat and had no money, and someone deducted it from him." Debbie said. She tried hard to recall and found that she knew very little about Ye Lang.
"A swordsman master? No matter what kind of person he is, just for this reason, I want to meet him." The eldest prince smiled and said calmly. At this time, he was not in a hurry to find Ye Lang, but instead did something to take a little time off from his busy schedule.
For the eldest prince, the outcome had already been decided, so why should he worry? How much more comfortable it would be to stay here, drink tea and chat.
The eldest prince might never have thought that Debbie had actually predicted Ye Lang's current situation.
Back to a time before...
"No way! I just had a bowl of beef noodles and a few side dishes, and you charged me a gold coin. Is this beef noodles made of gold, or is this dish given by the goddess?" Ye Lang found a store near the event site at this time, ate some food, and prepared to save some energy to save people.
As a result, after Ye Lang finished eating, he found that the account was wrong. In the past, he would not care about it and would just throw a gold coin and leave.
But now Ye Lang was pretending to be a commoner, and he only had two or three silver coins on him. In fact, he could not use the money in the space ring, so he could only argue with the boss.
What Ye Lang ate was very ordinary stuff. According to the market price, it cost at most one silver coin. But considering the grade of this store, it only cost half a silver coin.
Now, this boss actually asked Ye Lang for a gold coin. This is really too much!!!
"I'm sorry, sir, you don't seem to have seen our sign clearly. Please take a closer look!" said the boss with a smile.
Ye Lang walked out of the store and looked up at the sign. There were three large golden characters written on it:
A golden face!
"What? One gold coin for noodles? Don't tell me that your one gold coin means one gold coin for a bowl of noodles?" Ye Lang looked at the boss and said.
"That's right, that's what I mean. We're giving away those side dishes for free. We're just charging you for a bowl of noodles! Thank you, please pay one gold coin!" said the boss with a smile.
"Damn it! Why don't you just go and rob it? Aren't you cheating me?!" Ye Lang was a little angry.
"Dear customer, don't be angry. We are not trying to cheat you. The prices are clearly marked! Also, this "one gold face" was not written by us. Please take a close look at the signature on it." The boss pointed at the signboard and seemed a little proud when he said this.
It seems that this sign has some history and it makes him proud.
"Signature... Bond? Linglingqi?" Ye Lang saw the signature. There was a Bond written on it, and nothing else. His knowledge of the name Bond was limited to Linglingqi.
"What's 007? That's the name of our current emperor. This sign was bestowed by the emperor. Everyone who comes here knows our sign and knows that we need a gold coin." The boss said proudly.
By the way, I don’t know when it was, but Emperor Ella came here to eat noodles. At that time, the noodles made by this restaurant were very good, and Emperor Ella praised them highly.
At that time, Emperor Ella said that this bowl of noodles was worth a fortune, but "worth a fortune" seemed too exaggerated, so he finally decided to say that a bowl of noodles was worth one gold coin.
So, Emperor Ella was inspired and wrote three big words. He originally wanted to encourage the boss, but the boss made these three words into a signboard and really started selling noodles for one gold coin.
It’s no wonder that at the beginning, the noodle business was very good. Even if it cost a gold coin, there were still many nobles coming to eat it. They mainly wanted to experience what it was like to be Emperor Ella.
This made the boss feel sweet. Later, he found that even if the noodles were not well made, others would still praise him. So, he started to be lazy and no longer cared about it.
Gradually, the quality of the noodles in this shop has not improved and is not much different from that of ordinary noodle shops. However, thanks to an imperial signboard, the owner is still doing well.
"Damn it! For an emperor like him, why would he write such a sign? This is just giving you profiteers a golden ticket to safety. You are bullying your customers just because you are big!" Ye Lang said directly.
"...Boy, you actually dare to say that about our emperor, you really want to kill yourself!!" The boss's face changed a little. The emperor is his breadwinner, so naturally he has to protect him with all his might.
"I'm not going to die anymore. Here are three silver coins. Do you want to take them?" Ye Lang gritted his teeth and started to act like a hooligan. After all, it's the same to act like a hooligan to this kind of person.
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