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    After entering the country, Lin Wan’er (ni) did not rush to take the train to Kyoto. Instead, she first bought herself a backpack with the well-known cartoon character Coolome and a bunch of cute little jewelry and rubber bands in the airport store. She also tied her high ponytail into two ponytails before leaving the airport.


    Afterwards, she came to the station and bought a train ticket from Osaka to Kyoto in a Kansai ent without any ent at all, while Sun Zhidong (Meir) and others were all secretly protecting Lin Wan’er (ni).


    There are many benefits to living a long life. Not only do you get to visit many ces and experience many customs and cultures, but you also get to master manynguages.


    Moreover, because Lin Wan’er (ni) had lived in Japan for a long time during the Meiji Restoration, her Japanese was not only extremely proficient, but also much more proficient than most Japanese. In other words, it was like a foreigner who was not only proficient in Mandarin Chinese and a variety of local dialects, but also well-read in Chinese poetry and books, and had in-depth research on ancient Chinese and ssical Chinese. In addition, East Asians look almost the same, so in Japan, she was like a drop of water merging into the sea, leaving no trace at all.


    When Lin Wan’er (ni) arrived in Kyoto, it was already 8:40 in the morning.


    Kyoto is a city with a rtively slow pace of life. Although it was modernized very early, its traditional architecture has been very well preserved. Therefore, there are not only many ancient temples here, but also many ancient houses with a long history, such as the old house of the Ito family.


    Unlike Tokyo, which is full of new rich people, Kyoto is home to many old money people who have connections and deep roots in Japan. It can be said that it is a ce where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are hidden.


    Lin Wan’er (ni) did not rush to the Kinkakuji Temple immediately, but first wandered around the alleys in the old city of Kyoto in the direction of the Kinkakuji Temple.


    After walking around and feeling hungry, she wanted to find a restaurant to have breakfast. She identally saw a shop called “Miss Saito’s Yudofu Shop” with a sign that said it was a century-old shop. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and then she walked into the shop alone and sat down.


    Yudofu is a traditional Kyoto dish. The ingredients are simple: soft tofu, kelp, and bonito, cooked with seasonings such as soy sauce or miso.


    However, this store is different from the others.


    The signature dish of this store is not the traditional Kyoto yudofu, but Pu’er matsutake yudofu.


    The store is not big and is run by an elderly couple. The introduction on the wall says that the store was first founded in 1897.


    When Lin Wan’er (ni) walked into the store, the male owner greeted her warmly: “Please sit wherever you want. The menu is on the table. Call me anytime if you need to order.”<fn59dc> Discover more novels at f?ndnovel</fn59dc>


    Lin Wan’er (ni) nodded, found a corner to sit down, nced at the menu, pointed to the most conspicuous “Pu’er Matsutake Soup Tofu” at the top and said, “I’ll have a bowl of the signature dish, thank you.”


    “Okay, please wait a moment!” The male owner bowed and went to the kitchen to cook.


    Soon, a simple bowl of tofu soup was served to Lin Wan’er (ni).


    The soup tastes fresh yet rich, a wonderful blend of the aroma of tea and matsutake.


    Lin Wan’er (ni) took off her mask and took a sip of the hot soup. A satisfied smile immediately appeared on her face, and she said softly, “It tastes great.”


    The male shop owner wiped his hands with a towel while introducing the shop with both attentiveness and pride. “There are countless yudofu shops in Kyoto, but we’re the only one that makes Pu’er matsutake yudofu. We improved on traditional Kyoto yudofu in 1899.”


    Lin Wan’er (ni) looked like apletely naive Japanese girl, eximing, “Oh, the country… actually has such a long history.”


    The male shop owner said with a smile, “No, no, in Kyoto, a shop with a history of over a hundred years is not really that old. There are shops here that are four hundred years old.”


    Lin Wan’er (ni) nodded and deliberately asked him, “If I remember correctly, Pu’er tea should be a specialty of China, right? Why did your great-grandfather use this raw material?”