Connor's frown eased a little when he heard that the dirty little girl wanted to return the pennies he had given her. He said calmly, "This money … is my reward to you. You don't have to return it to me."
Although she clearly heard Connor say that she didn't have to return the money to him, the little girl still shook her head and stubbornly handed the money back to him.
The two of them stared at each other for about a minute. Connor saw that the little girl was so insistent, so he shook his head. He took the money back from the little girl's dirty hands and said with a smile, "I complied with your request and took the money back. Now it's your turn to comply with mine."
Pointing at the sun in the sky that was scorching the earth like a big fireball, Connor said with a smile, "It's noon. Let's have lunch together."
"I … I don't have money." The little girl said in a low voice.
"Oh? I see. Then I'll hire you to help me find a restaurant. As a commission, I'll treat you to a meal. How about that? "Connor said with interest.
Hearing that Connor wanted to hire her, the little girl nodded happily.
Connor followed the little girl through a few alleys and came to a street. There were even more people on this street than on Queen's Street, the main business district of Loen. However, compared to the well-dressed men and women walking on Queen's Street, the people on this street seemed to be closer to the bottom of society.
"Old clothes! Old clothes! Adult clothes are five pennies each! Children's clothes are two pennies each! You can't afford to be cheated! "
"Fresh potatoes! I just got them from the village this morning. One can fill you up for a whole day! "
"Rye bread! Rye bread! One rye bread is only a penny! "
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… ….
All kinds of peddlers stood by the roadside and shouted with all their might to attract more customers. Connor couldn't help but wrinkle his nose when he smelled the stench of horse, donkey, cow feces, and sewer pipes on both sides of the road.
"This is the Southern District, right?" Connor seemed to have thought of something as he asked the girl who was leading him.
In Loen City, the East Borough, where Connor's apartment was located, was an area where aristocrats and capitalists lived. As the West Borough was close to the docks, most of the people living there were dockworkers and their families. The North Borough was where factories gathered, so most of the people living there were workers and their families. The East, West, and North Boroughs together only took up 50% of Loen City. The remaining 50% was the South Borough!
Most of the South District was a village in the city. It was the most bustling commercial city on the Loen Empire's west coast. It was the area where the people at the lowest rung of society lived. There were quite a number of people from the surrounding small cities and villages who admired Loen's prosperity. They came here to make a living but couldn't afford the high rent. Sewage was everywhere, and there was almost no modern infrastructure. Their living conditions were terrible!
The girl glanced at Connor. Her dirty little face revealed a wry smile that didn't match her age. She said, "This is Levante Street in the North Borough. The South Borough is much worse than here …"
Connor blushed and could only laugh awkwardly. He couldn't help but be shocked. This place was much worse than his rented house on Earth.
Walking to the middle of Levante Street, the girl who was leading Connor to find food stopped in front of a shop named "Sterling's Pie Shop".
"Uncle Sterling's pies are very delicious. He used to be the chef of the Tottenham Hotel in the city. Uncle Sterling is very nice, and his pies are very affordable!" the girl said softly.
"Oh? The chef of the Tottenham Hotel? " Upon hearing the lass's description, Connor's interest was piqued. If he didn't remember wrongly, the Tottenham Hotel was a three-star hotel. It could be considered quite famous in Loen, so the chefs there were likely of pretty good standards!
"Let's go! I want to have a taste of the pies here today! "Patting the little girl's head, Connor waved his hand and said," Don't worry.
After walking into this' Stirling Pie Shop 'and sizing it up, Connor couldn't help but nod his head inwardly. Although this pie shop located at Levante Street was renovated and the tableware couldn't be compared to those restaurants that he had eaten in the East District, at least the tableware, tables, floor … and so on here were all very clean. One could clearly see that the owner of this pie shop was very diligent in running this pie shop!
It was lunchtime, and this pie shop was bustling with people. The shop was about 100 square meters, and it was full of people. Just when Connor was about to pay for another seat, the girl quickly grabbed a seat from a customer who had just finished his meal.
"Little Danielle, what would you like to eat today? And this gentleman is …? " A grey-haired middle-aged uncle wearing an apron walked over with an amiable smile, looking like a shop owner. When he got closer, he saw Connor and the little girl sitting together. The uncle's eyes couldn't help but reveal a puzzled look.
Without waiting for the girl to answer, Connor spoke first, "You must be the owner, Mr. Sterling, right? I was hungry at noon, and I happened to meet this girl, so I asked her to be my guide and help me find a restaurant. As for the commission, I'll treat her to a meal. Mr. Sterling, may I know what is the specialty of your shop? "
"Uncle Sterling, the pork pies here are the best!" the girl sitting on the other side of the table muttered softly.
A smile appeared on Connor's face, and he said indifferently, "Then let's start with ten pork pies."
"Ten …?" Uncle Sterling's kind face showed a hint of surprise. He opened his mouth, as if hesitating to say something …
Seeing Sterling's appearance, Connor faintly creased his brows. He fished out a 1 gold pound note from his wallet and slapped it on the table. With the scale of this store, 1 gold pound was at least a week's worth of his net income!
"Sir, you misunderstood. Our pork pies here are very large. A grown man might be full after eating two! So if it's ten, you and little Lena … "Uncle Sterling waved his hand, and said tactfully.
"This owner seems to be very kind!" Connor muttered to himself as he glanced at Uncle Sterling. He then said softly, "It's fine. Go ahead, I'm a knight! "
"Oh, so you're a knight! No problem, I'll serve the dishes right away! " Uncle Sterling exclaimed. He couldn't help but use honorifics to address Connor, who was the same age as his son.
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