Urban Witcher

Ye Shaoyang trembled all over, and the bun choked in his throat.

Nanjing... no... really such a coincidence!

That's right! !

It's the same store, the same recipe, the same taste! I can't go wrong with eating, this restaurant was opened by the ancestor of the restaurant that Xie Yuqing often took her to eat! A century-old store, it really spans a hundred years...

I didn't expect to eat the same bun a hundred years ago.

He remembered the scene where he and Xie Yuqing ate big meat buns in the past. Without any preparation, Ye Shaoyang burst into tears, and hurriedly lowered his head, and wiped away the tears while Cuiyun didn't see him.

He is not a person who likes to cry, not even at all, but he ate the food from the same restaurant he used to eat a hundred years ago, and it was still the restaurant where Xie Yuqing often ate together... Thinking of being alone in the In this world, Ye Shaoyang's thoughts and emotions exploded, and he couldn't help feeling that things were right and people were wrong.

But if you think about it carefully, the word "things are right and people are wrong" is not appropriate. It usually describes the loss of some people, but my current situation is a hundred years ago. At this time, Xie Yuqing's grandparents are probably not yet born.

Young Master Ye couldn't find words to describe this feeling.

"Boss, you must go to Nanjing to open a store, just for the taste of your buns, people in big cities absolutely like to eat them. Maybe you can keep opening them, and it won't be a problem if you open them for a hundred years."

The boss was very happy to receive such a high evaluation, and laughed loudly, "Little brother, I will definitely think about this matter for you!"

"Also, you should choose a name for your bun shop, something louder, this is called brand effect."

"What...what?"

It was only then that Ye Shaoyang realized that this word must not have existed a hundred years ago, so he explained: "That is to say, when others eat delicious food, they will remember the name of your restaurant, and when they eat buns later, they will remember your restaurant."

The boss suddenly realized, "Oh, yes, yes, you are right! But... I am a rough man, so I can't choose a fancy name..."

Ye Shaoyang said: "Isn't it simple? What you sell here are big meat buns. I think they should be called big meat buns. It's simple and clear. People can think of the taste of your buns as soon as they hear it."

"Okay! Big meat bun! That's a good name, hehe! That's what I'll call it, and I'll make a sign tomorrow. Thank you sir, you are really my nobleman!" The boss smiled openly and bowed his hands to Ye Shaoyang. Ye Shaoyang was given two extra baskets of buns, but the money was also confiscated.

After eating, Ye Shaoyang left with deep emotion, looked back at the bun shop, suddenly, something flashed in his mind, the words "big meat buns" were taken by himself, and the boss was happy The appearance should not be perfunctory. If it is just to please the guests, there is no need to treat yourself for nothing. In other words, he really likes these four people and will definitely use them. Then after a hundred years, he and Xie Yuqing will go The steamed stuffed bun shop I ate, I actually chose the name myself...

Could it be that he has influenced history?

In other words, when I went to eat steamed buns with Xie Yuqing, I didn't know all this, but that steamed stuffed bun shop was already called by this name at that time... Who gave the name at that time?

Ye Shaoyang had actually thought about similar problems before, but there were no such extreme examples for himself to think about.

Ye Shaoyang asked Cuiyun to wait for a while, and stood on the side of the road thinking for a long time, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he was, and finally he had to give up, but he suddenly thought of another thing, if the name of this bun shop is really his own It was taken, and it was handed down a hundred years later, and it had an impact on my own era. Then, can other things be handed down for people to see a hundred years later?

Or even say that the changes I made in this world will also be affected and changed in my original era?

Thinking of this, Ye Shaoyang decided to make an attempt. He turned the backpack out, poured out some things, and found a notebook and a ballpoint pen. These were the things he had always carried in the backpack, and he traveled along with them.

Ye Shaoyang took out his pen, thought for a while, and began to write in his notebook. Cuiyun watched from the side, feeling very surprised by the ballpoint pen, and said from the side: "Where did you get it, did you buy it in Shanghai?"

"Yes." Ye Shaoyang casually agreed.

Seeing that he was serious about writing, Cuiyun ignored him.

Ye Shaoyang wrote for a while, thought for a while and felt that it was inappropriate, so he found a magic talisman, drew a random rune of Xuanqing Mountain's inner gate on it, and wrote on the back: I am Shaoyang, I returned to 1922 I can't find Xu Fu. I don't know how to go back. I'm trying to find him. If you can read this letter, it means that the two worlds are connected, but you probably can't contact me.

Daofeng, if there is a way, you can help me save Leng Yu, if there is no chance, forget it, I will find a way to go back as soon as possible and save her personally. Take care everyone, do your own thing and don't worry about me. But you can't contact me, and I don't know if you can see it, so I won't write more. Just rest assured.

I'm fine, I won't die, I'll definitely go back!

Ye Shaoyang had thousands of words in his heart, but after thinking about it, he just wanted to report that he was safe. Even these words could not be written on a piece of talisman paper. Ye Shaoyang used five pieces of talisman to finish writing, and then rolled it up. After thinking about it, the paper might have been weathered in ninety years, so he found a hanging bloodstone. The pendant is hollow inside. Ye Shaoyang rolled up several talismans and stuffed them in.

Ye Shaoyang asked Cuiyun to wait here, went to the steamed stuffed bun shop by himself, found the boss, and said, "Boss, I want to ask you for a favor."

"Sir, please tell me anything."

Ye Shaoyang handed him the bloodstone pendant and said, "I want you to save something for me."

The boss took it in his hand and said, "Okay, how long will it take to get it?"

"Ninety years later."

The boss thought he heard it wrong, and asked, "How long?"

Ye Shaoyang repeated again: "After more than ninety years, give it to someone."

As he said that, he took out the money bag given by Zhang Daochang, touched a dozen oceans and gave it to him.

The boss was startled when he saw it, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Sir, I don't understand what you mean."

"You don't need to understand." Ye Shaoyang looked at him with a very earnest expression, "Don't worry, I'm not a lunatic, on the contrary, this thing will not bring you any trouble, I just ask you to put him away. After that, just call him to someone, and I'll write you the address."