Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 632: What is worthless?

Fujiwara nodded slightly and led Mira through the crowded Shinjuku Station, and they arrived at the subway entrance. Fujiwara reached out and touched the automatic ticket vending machine, indicating Mira to look at the route map flashing on the screen.

"Shinjuku is a busy place," Fujiwara explained while operating the ticket vending machine. "No matter where you want to go, you can basically take the subway from here."

Mira approached the screen curiously, her eyes sparkling with interest in new things. Her eyes lingered on various lines, and then returned to Fujiwara's face, showing an expectant smile.

"Then where are we going?" Mira asked, with a hint of excitement in her voice. Coming to such a big metropolis, the urban area alone was more prosperous than her kingdom.

Fujiwara smiled and pressed the button to the city center, then handed Mira a subway card. "Follow me and you'll find out soon enough."

The rumble of the subway sounded beneath their feet, and Mira followed Fujiwara through the hurried crowd.

"It's really nice," Mira said with a smile, her voice almost drowned out by the rumble of the subway. "I want to build a train like this in my place too. It's so quiet."

Fujiwara smiled and did not correct Mira when she called the subway a train. Besides, her country of Vespagna probably had never heard of the subway.

About twenty minutes later, the two walked out of the subway station. She narrowed her eyes and the bustling Shinjuku immediately came into her eyes.

"This is good." Mira giggled, showing interest in an exquisite comic character figure.

Mira nodded and came to the checkout counter with the figurine. Fujiwara followed closely and silently paid for her. When Mira turned to leave, she noticed Fujiwara's movements.

Neon lights, huge LCD screens, and an endless stream of pedestrians.

Fujiwara smiled softly and explained patiently: "Here, we need to pay for everything we buy."

"What are you doing?" she asked in surprise.

Fujiwara took Mira into a store full of anime figures after politely declining several suitcase girls who wanted to sell them. The store is colorful and full of various figures and peripheral products. Mira's eyes were attracted by the sparkling figure in a corner. She walked over and gently touched the smooth surface with her hand.

Shinjuku is one of the most fashionable and fun places in Tokyo.

Fujiwara walked to her side and leaned slightly to look at the figure in her hand. "Then take this."

"People give me whatever I want, and I never have to spend money." Mira said with some confusion.

Fujiwara nodded slightly, understanding what she meant, "That's because you are a princess, and people are willing to provide it to you for free in order to gain your favor or for other purposes."

Mira pondered for a moment, and a trace of deep thought flashed in her eyes. "Then are you also trying to please me and achieve a certain goal?" She looked directly at Fujiwara with inquiry in her eyes. Fujiwara was amused by this sudden question. He shook his head with a candid look. "If these little toys can bring me closer to a princess, then it's really too cheap for me."

Mira's words made Fujiwara feel a little embarrassed, and he realized that the princess in the kingdom may have never truly understood the value of material exchange. He frowned slightly and scratched his head slightly, trying to find an answer that would not offend Mira but also give her some insight into the real world.

Fujiwara said slowly, his voice gentle and sincere, "In our world, everyone has their own purpose and motivation. But not everything is given in order to receive something in return. Sometimes, people are just motivated by Goodwill or friendship." He looked at Mira with sincere eyes, hoping that his words would make her feel at ease.

Mira was silent for a while, then shook her head gently, her hair swaying slightly with the movement, her expression was a little complicated. She held the figure in her hand and gently rubbed her fingertips on the edge of the toy, as if thinking about Fujiwara's words. "But wouldn't it be tiring if everything in this world had to be exchanged?" Her voice was low, revealing a hint of uneasiness.

Fujiwara smiled and complained, "Sometimes you do feel tired, but this is also part of life, but you are a princess, you don't need to worry about this." He paused, and then continued, "However, I just want to bring You go experience the life of ordinary people and taste the simple food that everyone likes.”

Mira's face showed a hint of imperceptible anger, and she looked at Fujiwara curiously, "So, what are we going to eat?"

"Follow me and you'll find out soon enough."

As a princess of a country, Fujiwara has never eaten any high-end cuisine, so Fujiwara planned to take her to eat something cheap to save himself from spending too much money.

Walking on the bustling street, Mira followed Fujiwara closely, observing everything around her curiously. Her eyes wandered over the various small shops on the roadside, and when she saw the life scenes of ordinary people, her eyes shone with novelty and recognition. She occasionally stopped, pointed to a stall selling grilled fish, and asked curiously: "What does that smell like?"

Fujiwara looked back and saw Mira stopped. He walked back and stood next to her and explained: "That's the taste of grilled fish. Do you want to try it?"

Mira nodded, with childlike anticipation on her face. Fujiwara bought two skewers of grilled fish and couldn't help but smile when he saw Mira carefully taking a small bite. Mira's eyes lit up, "This tastes a bit special!"

They continued on and finally came to the place Fujiwara had in mind - a small self-service revolving hotpot restaurant. The store is not big, but it is clean and tidy. It is full of all kinds of people, including couples, families, and groups of friends gathering together. In the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, people laughed and talked one after another.

Fujiwara led Mira to a seat by the window and sat down. The turntable next to her was filled with all kinds of fresh ingredients. He showed Mira how to use tongs to pick up ingredients, while explaining the name and characteristics of each ingredient.

Mira listened with great interest. She reached out and carefully picked up a piece of beef and put it into the pot in front of her. She watched the beef slices in the pot slowly change color, with a happy expression on her face. “It’s such an interesting way to eat it,” she said, skillfully turning the ingredients in the pot with her chopsticks.

Fujiwara responded with a smile: "Yes, this is a specialty of my hometown." He took the spice plate next to him and introduced Mira the use of various spices. "Try this. This is a special seasoning from my home. It will make the meat taste more delicious."

Mira followed Fujiwara's instructions, mixed some seasonings, then dipped the cooked beef slices into her mouth. A satisfied expression bloomed on her face, and she nodded, "It's so delicious! Do you eat this kind of thing every day?"

"Uh uh uh, I don't eat it every day, I eat it occasionally, especially in winter."

(End of this chapter)