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Night.
The Balilla convertible entered the city, passed through streets and squares, and finally entered a long alley.
The car's headlights illuminated sculptures and a few portraits, also left by an unknown future artist.
"Is your uncle's house here?"
"Yes, that is his carriage. He should be home now."
Rowan got out and rang the doorbell
In real life, Rowan has one uncle through marriage of his aunt.
He was very curious about how the dream copy would be arranged.
After waiting for a while, the somewhat dilapidated door was opened.
The uncle who came out looked some what similar to Rowan.
Very enthusiastic about them too.
"You can stay here as long as you like. It is said that Garibaldi slept on that bed. If you are bored, there are some books here, including a life of the poet Petrarch."
The uncle said enthusiastically, then walked outside: "It's getting late, I should go back to the hotel. There is only one key, don't lose it."
"Your uncle doesn't live with us?"
"No, he has lived in the hotel for over 30 years."
Rowan answered according to the identification information.
Unless it is an in-depth experience, entering a dungeon will only instill information rather than memory, just like the character introduction in the game.
After his uncle left for a while, Rowan put on his coat again.
His friend asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
"I have activities tonight. You should get some rest."
Although he had to take the plot seriously, Rowan didn't want to live here.
First of all, he is not used to living with others.
Except for women.
Secondly, this is a warehouse.
In the early twentieth century, the housing hardware environment was not very good, as it was damp and cold.
Rowan didn't want to compromise if he had any other choice.
His friend didn't care. He muttered a few words and fell asleep out of tiredness.
Rowan turned off the light and left.
After a "kind-hearted person" sponsored some money, Rowan found a place with a nice environment to live in.
The next day.
The weather is very good.
The breakfast was delicious too.
Traditional Italian breakfast is very simple and not as diverse as Indian cuisine, but the hot panini sandwiches filled with cheese, tomatoes, ham and beef also have a unique flavor.
The heat brings out the aroma.
The panini sandwich exuded an enticing aroma, as if beckoning Rowan: Eat it while it's hot!
Rowan took a bite and found that it tasted very good.
The texture of Italian bread is similar t o toasted steamed bread, tough and hard.
This store has made some improvements to it, making it softer, and the golden mark on it looks like white steamed buns that have been cooked on a oven.
There is a light taste of black pepper, and the cheese softens in the residual heat.
Arugula, ham slices and beef are sandwiched between crispy and hot bread boards.
The freshness of arugula, the rich fat aroma of fine-textured ham, and the tenderness of beef.
The layers of texture and the baked outer crust are crispy yet soft, just awesome!
The sandwiches in LA are all cold, but the paninis are hot.
After trying both, Rowan still preferred the hot one.
Who doesn't like hot food?
After breakfast, Rowan met up with his friend as planned, and the two walked together on the streets in the early morning.
The two chatted as they walked.
As they approached a building, a man in work clothes shouted to an open window on the fourth floor: "Maria, keys!"
A key flew down and landed right at Rowan.
Before he was hit, Rowan quickly grabbed the key.
He handed it to the man.
The man apologized, "She always does this when she loses her keys. I'm very sorry."
"It doesn't matter."
Rowan called to his friend: "It's time to go and continue investigating the market."
The two brothers came to the city and both had their own dreams.
According to the setting, he wants to open a bookstore.
Rowan doesn't have this idea now, but he doesn't plan to change his schedule.
After the tour, the two separated and Rowan went to the City Hall.
It was a three-story building with two tall windows open to the street and some p otted flowers on the windowsill.
Rowan walked in and sat down at the secretary's desk. "I'm here to handle all the formalities for opening a bookstore. Will it take a long time?"
Female secretary shrugs "Maybe it will take a few years."
"Can we do it now?"
"Now? It's almost one o'clock. We'll be off work soon. Come back in the afternoon."
The secretary pointed to the clock.
Rowan looked over.
If there's nothing wrong with his eyes, it's still a long way to go.
"I have something to do this afternoon so I can't come."
"Then come tomorrow morning. You will also have to submit your application to the administrative officer, and he must sign it."
The secretary pointed to a door behind her.
There was a man inside the door putting on his coat and getting ready to leave.
" I can fill it out right away and he can sign it right away." Rowan said
"I can't sign it right away. What is it?" The man asked as he came over.
Rowan said politely, "I want to open a bookstore and I need your signature."
The man said casually, "I'm about to get off work. Wait an hour. My replacement will be here in an hour. Go ask him to sign."
"It's still a little while till one o'clock."
"That's all I have to say now, If you're not satisfied, you can complain about us."
The man strode away.
The momentum of leaving early was just like the Indian football fans who came to watch the game excitedly and then left dsappointed.
All that's missing is this: Geneva!
By the way, does the Indian national football team have fans?
There is nothing wrong with this arrangement. It is normal for an institution of this nature to shortchange people.
But the man's attitude was too arrogant.
This annoying feeling is much more real than what is described in the script, and is really much more annoying.
Rowan sighed in mock frustration. "He's annoying, isn't he? When will the replacement arrive? Can I have coffee here? How should I apply?"
As he spoke, Rowan moved towards the open window.
With a glance, Rowan 'inadvertently' touched the flowerpot with his elbow.
BOOM!
Hit the bull's eye!
The flowerpot fell from the third floor and landed right on the head of the civil servant who had just walked out of the office building!
The man was hit so hard that he was staggering, his head and face were covered with dirt, and it seemed as if there were birds and Venus all around him.
The secretary couldn't see outside from her position, so she asked in confusion: "I think I heard some noise?"
Rowan shrugs and explaisns "He was walking too fast and in too much of a hurry and accidentally had an accident with a flower pot."
Female secretary "?"
Rowan walked out: "Holy Mother, I hope everyone is alright."
Female secretary "???"
Rowan walked down quickly.
The man is still confused.
His hat fell on the low wall next to him, and his hair and coat were covered with dirt, leaves and flowers. He looked so disheveled, totally unlike the arrogant civil servant he had just been.
"Are you okay?"
Rowan enthusiastically helped him brush off the dirt on his body: "Who did this? It was done so beautifully... I mean, it's so unethical! We must severely condemn this handsome guy!"
"That's enough!"
The political officer finally came to his senses and said angrily, "You did it, didn't you?"
Rowan shrugged. "If you must think so."
This is tantamount to direct admission.
The man glared at Rowan.
If there wasn't a clear difference in height and size between the two men, he really wanted to punch him.
"Open a bookstore? Just dream on! No matter what you want to do, I won't sign for you!"
The man released the threat.
Rowan picked up the hat on the ground and quietly put the egg Dora gave him in it "Anyway, you should be more careful next time."
"You are the one who needs to be careful!"
The man picked up the hat angrily, grabbed the brim with both hands and put it on his head
Snap! A sound came of something breaking.
What kind of breaking sound?
The yolk and egg white of the broken egg flowed down his hair and onto his angry face.
The man was stunned.
Rowan spread his hands: "See, I told you to be careful."
"...I'm going to kill you!"
There was a moment of silence, then the man exploded.
He was so angry that he lost his mind and punched Leonhard.
Rowan dodged it, but he didn't fight back and turned and ran.
A man on a bicycle passed by, pushing another bicycle with one hand.
"I am buying this bicycle!"
Rowan jumped on the unoccupied bicycle, threw some money at the man and rode away quickly.
The man stopped the cycle stupidly and got out, watching the bicycle thief turn the corner and disappear.
Before he could react, the political officer came quickly, pushed the other bicycle from him, and rode after Rowan.
"They are thiefs!"