Although he became B City Symphony Orchestra assistant concertmaster, Tan Lao didn\u2019t sign a long-term contract with Qi Mu. This surprised him a little, but he knew Tan Lao didn\u2019t want to tie him up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In Tan Lao\u2019s heart, he hoped that Qi Mu would further his studies. This was normal for traditional elders. They always thought that the young should study before working. Although his idea was different from Qi Mu\u2019s ambition, he still went along with it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
B City Symphony\u2019s contracts usually stood for 3 years, and that was too long.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Having decided to stay in the orchestra officially, Qi Mu planned to move first. The original\u2019s house was too far, and it usually took him half an hour to get there by Zheng-ge\u2019s car. And if he took the subway. . .<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He didn\u2019t want to experience B City\u2019s subway ever again!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That experience. . . To put it delicately, was too outstanding and refreshing!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On the fourth day of him becoming the assistant concertmaster, Zheng Wei Qiao came early in the morning to help him move. The original Qi Mu\u2019s house was located in a residential area towards the east side of B City\u2019s fourth ring. It was a relatively high-class district and also the last real estate that Qi Mu owned. Yesterday, he contacted his relatives to rent it out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cXiao Qi, ah, you don\u2019t have to rent it out. After this. . . if you want to come back, what would you do?\u201d They didn\u2019t have much to move. Zheng Wei Qiao held a small box and set it on the back of the borrowed pick-up truck. He continued, \u201cThe new apartment you rented is a little too small. Do you want me to find you a bigger one? Will you be comfortable living there?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Qi Mu gently placed a heavy box onto the truck. Hearing Zheng Wei Qiao\u2019s words, he smiled. Shaking his head, he said, \u201cZheng-ge, thank you very much. I think the single apartment is good, and I don\u2019t want to bother you to look for another one.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Zheng Wei Qiao frowned, struggling with a dilemma. He seemed to want to say something but, in the end, decided not to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Zheng Wei Qiao was afraid that he wouldn\u2019t be able to live comfortably in that place. He barely survived even in this relatively upscale neighborhood that he abandoned before he lived here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This, Qi Mu naturally understood. While sitting in the car, he quietly turned his gaze toward Wei Qiao who was driving seriously at his side. There was a trace of gratitude in his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In fact, Zheng Wei Qiao couldn\u2019t have known that he once lived under a bridge when he was poor at the very beginning. Vienna was really cold in autumn. Although it was quite humid because of the temperate marine climate, once it was nighttime, it was really, really cold.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He spent all his savings to attend school, and he worked hard to earn money. When he finally finished his studies and graduated, apart from the small house owned by his foster parents, he only had a few hundred euros in cash left.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was impossible for him to sell the house and, although he rented it out, the rent was not high. So in the last ten days before he got his pay from the orchestra, he could only huddle alone under a bridge, and most nights, he couldn\u2019t sleep.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This simple apartment, to Zheng Wei Qiao\u2019s eyes, was a paradise compared to that ice-cold bridge in Vienna.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe traffic jam seems a bit serious today. We\u2019ll arrive soon. Do you want to eat lunch first, Xiao Qi?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Qi Mu had already seen the seriousness of B City\u2019s traffic jams a few days after his rebirth. Initially, they felt lucky to get on the highway, but after leaving the highway, even if they could see the apartment building, they couldn\u2019t reach it as quickly as they thought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He looked at the traffic jam that seemed to barely move at all. He laughed helplessly and nodded, \u201cOk, it\u2019s already noon anyway. Let\u2019s have lunch first, Zheng-ge.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They parked the car on the side of the road, found a restaurant at random and went in. There were not many people in the restaurant, and suddenly a handsome young man entered. They all stared at him in amazement then quietly shifted their eyes away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This overly attractive face brought some trouble for Qi Mu, but it was not a big deal. When they finished their lunch, Qi Mu hurriedly paid the bill. Zheng Wei Qiao went to use the restaurant\u2019s restroom, so Qi Mu stood at the door of the restaurant to wait for him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe because they we’re about to enter winter, there were no clouds in the sky. There was also no sign of spring\u2019s dust, and the blue sky was like a shallow lake, glowing with a bright light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Qi Mu was in a good mood when he saw this. Waiting for Zheng Wei Qiao, he turned to look around the surrounding area. He found a small Ouzan supermarket, a good-looking gym, a bustling small commercial district, as well as. . .<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Qi Mu\u2019s eyes widened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His eyes were wide in surprise, and he stared in that direction for a long time. Feeling incredulous, he wiped his eyes and looked again. With a sigh of relief, he laughed lowly, \u201cI saw it wrong. How could that man be here. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho? Xiao Qi, ah, did you see an acquaintance?\u201d Zheng Wei Qiao came over and looked curiously in the direction he was staring at. He could only see a passenger truck blocking the entrance and exit of the street while making a turn, almost blocking the entire path.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hearing the man\u2019s words, Qi Mu looked over again briefly. Then he smiled and shook his head, \u201cIt\u2019s nothing, Zheng-ge. I got it wrong. It\u2019s already quite late, let\u2019s go quickly. It wouldn\u2019t be good if we got stuck in another traffic jam.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Zheng Wei Qiao nodded. The two checked their things and got in the truck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What he didn\u2019t see is that just after he left, the huge truck finally moved and turned the corner with difficulty. The space that it blocked before was utterly exposed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This was an old street, and many vendors were selling various kinds of snacks along the roadside. They spoke in the purest Beijing accent, and most of them sold traditional snacks that had been circulating the land for hundreds of years. The whole street contained the most authentic Chinese cuisine of B City, so a lot of tourists came over to visit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Of course, the most popular ones were Old Beijing Yogurt and fried scorpions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On the trolley, there were countless scorpions, pupae and other strange things stuck on skewers. In the hot pan, various other things were being fried, and this attracted a lot of tourists. Few people dared to try it though.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A blond man bent down halfway and looked at the scorpions that were strung together. His eyes focused on the one at the top, swallowing his saliva, he carefully said, \u201cCough, cough. . . Min, the Chinese really are daring, they can even eat this thing. Can this really be eaten? Will it not. . . isn\u2019t it poisonous?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Standing beside Daniel was a tall and handsome man. Min Chen was wearing a high-collared trench coat, he looked down at the fried scorpions in the oil pan. He didn\u2019t seem to hear Daniel, but his thin lips were growing tighter and tighter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After a long while, a low and magnetic voice rang out, \u201cI want to eat.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Daniel was curiously looking at the bunch of scorpions nearest to him, not daring to touch them, looking back and forth. Hearing Min Chen\u2019s sudden words, he was so scared he almost touched the tong full of scorpions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Daniel stared at Min Chen in horror, \u201cYou actually want to eat this ghost!!! Oh my god, Auston! You\u2019re terrible!!!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Daniel rarely said the name \u201cAuston Bertram\u201d but, at this moment, he was horrified enough to blurt out a fluent string of English words, completely forgetting where he was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Min Chen glanced at Daniel and gently said, \u201cYou eat.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMy god, you actually want to eat this terrible thing. . . Why would I eat it? Clearly, you\u2019re the one who wanted to!\u201d Daniel shrieked in horror.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Min Chen opened his mouth and lightly said, \u201cI do not dare to eat it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not daring to eat, yet you still want me to eat!!!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Daniel’s face turned blue, \u201cI don\u2019t dare to eat it! Then what are you going to eat, ah? We\u2019re not eating this ghost!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Who would expect that Min Chen would raise his gaze and, with a seemingly unenthused tone, say with a smile, \u201cYou\u2019re British, right. . . Eat it and tell me what it tastes like.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Daniel: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I grew up in Germany!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have never eaten any dark dishes from the Dark Empire, okay!!!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That evening, Qi Mu and Wei Qiao were so busy that they sweat heavily but finally, managed to sort everything out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And, at sunset that day, after making his will, Daniel, with the appearance of a \u201crighteous and generous man\u201d finally opened his mouth to taste the horrible fried scorpions. After the first bite, Daniel opened his eyes and chewed it again twice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHuh?! It\u2019s delicious!!!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Min Chen: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The man voluntarily and spontaneously took two steps to the side, leaving this creature of the Dark Cuisine Empire one meter from him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But after a moment, Daniel moved to carry a bunch of fried scorpions and cicadas skewers in his hand. While chewing, he looked at Min Chen and said, \u201cMin, it\u2019s very good of you to live so close by! These are all very delicious, we have to come to eat often!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Min Chen: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n