Chapter 557

Kyoto, the capital of the last five feudal dynasties, is also the center of the present political power. This city with a history of more than 3000 years has an irreplaceable important position in the Dragon kingdom. If a country is compared to a person, there is no doubt that it is its heart.

Li futu went out of the airport and took a taxi. Instead of rushing to book a hotel, he let the driver stroll around.

Ten years later, he wanted to see the city again.

"Young man, are you here to visit Kyoto?"

The taxi driver is a middle-aged man. He drives a taxi every day. He has developed a very cheerful personality. Everyone can say two words. Li futu's special request makes him make this guess.

Li futu looked at the city outside the window and said with a smile, "I lived here when I was a child, but I haven't come back for many years, so I want to look around."

"Are you from Kyoto, too?"

The driver was a little bit surprised, and then his tone became more enthusiastic. When he waited for the red light, he gave Li futu a cigarette.

As a taxi driver living at the grass-roots level, he naturally can't smoke any good cigarettes, but Li futu politely took it, politely said thanks, and then lit the cigarette.

"Over the past few years, Kyoto has developed too fast. Districts like Chengxuan Wenhua have been merged and abolished. You can't tell. How could there be so many high-rise buildings on this Fengwu road before?"

The driver smokes a cigarette and says with emotion: "this building is built one by one, but the house price is also rising with the tide. The pressure of people is almost breathless. If the previous generation hadn't left me a nest, I'd expect to drive a taxi. I'm afraid I can't afford a house here all my life. But just like this, there are countless young people trying their best to get here, even if they live in the dark basement. I really don't understand what the young people think now, pursuing their dreams? There is no dream in this city. "

Li futu acted as a competent audience, listening to the driver's chatter, smoking silently, silent.

Taxis shuttle aimlessly in the streets, carrying an old friend back to appreciate the local conditions and customs of the city.

"Young man, if you don't mind the traffic jam, why don't we go to Chang'an Street? Hey, there may be some big people you can see on the news on weekdays. "

In Kyoto, or even in Longguo, Chang'an Street can be said to be the first street. As the east-west axis of Kyoto, Chang'an Street, which starts from Jianguomen in the East and ends at Fuxingmen in the west, is a synonym for the politics of Longguo and an important road for international guests to visit Beijing.

"Just listen to the master."

Li futu nodded easily.

Kyoto, as one of the largest cities in Longguo, has a large population. Coupled with its extremely complex road planning, the traffic situation has been unsatisfactory. When the taxi drove to Chang'an Street, it was close to the off-duty time.

Changan Street, ten miles away, is full of traffic. All kinds of luxury cars can be seen everywhere. On both sides of the street, there are important organs such as the great hall and the Ministry of Commerce.

"Hey, see, no matter how awesome the car is, it will be honest in this street. Although we are a taxi driver, we are not afraid to meet a Bentley driver in this street. Do you dare to rush here? He didn't dare

The driver said with a smile.

But on the first street, is everyone equal as he said?

In the East, there is a motorcade coming. The two cars drive in front of the road, and the left and right rear are closely followed by cars. It seems that the car escorted in the middle is not a luxury car, but a red flag. Only a few years ago, this car has been discontinued.

The speed of the team is not fast and slow. It abides by the laws and regulations and drives smoothly on Chang'an Street. However, wherever it passes, no matter the Porsche Ferrari or the Maybach, they all avoid to both sides and make way for the team.

On the crowded Chang'an Street, there is a smooth passage!

This spectacular scene naturally attracted the attention of the whole street, including Li futu.

"See, the license plate of the red flag car."

The driver looked at the oncoming motorcade with an undisguised awe in his eyes.

Li futu also looked at the silent but amazing team.

In the heart of the Kyoto regime, almost everyone knows that the value of the vehicle itself does not make much sense here. In Kyoto, it is the license plate that measures the status of the owner of the vehicle.

The license plate of the red flag car shows white characters on a red background.

Beijing a starts.

This kind of license plate comes from the general staff!

The traffic on Chang'an Street returned to normal after the motorcade passed gently and then gradually went away.

"I'm right. Here, we often meet some real big people. They just don't know which big man is sitting in the red flag."

The driver looked back at the direction of the disappearance of the motorcade, waiting for the sound of the horn from behind to withdraw his eyes.

Li futu didn't take over and said with a smile, "master, take me to NO.4 middle school."When I came to No. 4 middle school, the meter showed that it cost more than 300 yuan, and the driver threw the change out of his hands.

Li futu is not polite, thanks, checks out, gets off and comes to the place where he once studied.

Although the city has changed a lot, the school is still there.

Li futu intended to go in and have a look, but he was stopped by the security guard at the door. For the safety of the students, the school would not let strangers in, even if Li futu didn't look like a bad man.

Li futu didn't embarrass the security guard either. He looked inside the school through the school gate, laughed, and then turned to leave.

He remembers that song Luoshen once said that the small restaurant next to the school was not closed. He went to have a look and found that song Luoshen did not lie, but the difference was that compared with ten years ago, the restaurant was upgraded in scale and the store area was much larger.

"Is it dinner, please? How many people? "

When Li futu approached the restaurant, a waiter met him.

It's more than 6 p.m. now, as it was ten years ago, the restaurant's business is still booming.

"One person."

Li futu said softly.

His response made the waiter stunned. It seemed that he seldom met a person for dinner, but he didn't say much. He led Li futu to a table for four. "Here's the menu. Please have a look and call me after ordering."

Then the waiter decided to leave. The business in the shop was very good, and he had to entertain other customers.

Li futu didn't look at the menu and said, "your boss hasn't changed, has he?"

The waiter looked back, although some doubt why the other party would ask such a question, but still nodded: "our boss has been here for more than ten years."

"A bamboo shoot meat, a plate of mushroom fried fungus, thank you."

Li futu returned the menu to the waiter without looking at it.