Ye Chen saw that it was already dark. According to the news he heard today, in about half an hour, the gate of Chang'an city will be closed. At that time, it will be curfew time.

Since the war had just passed, Chang'an city was not open until the evening when there were any entertainment activities, and it coincided with the disaster year. Who dared to have fun under the eyes of the emperor?

So if ye Chen still doesn't find a residence at that time, he can only wander in Chang'an city. If he is found by soldiers, he will inevitably have a lawsuit.

Ye Chen is at a loss about the current situation. He can't escape these worldly burdens.

After all, he is not the monkey king. He has that ability, let alone a residence. He should be able to change a lot of silver now. Why worry about not having a place to eat and sleep?

Thinking of the monkey king, ye Chen thought of Wuzhi Mountain hundreds of miles away. "Is that monkey waiting for Tang monk at the foot of the mountain now?" Ye Chen thought silently.

"Make a big fuss in the heavenly palace, which makes people envy." Ye Chen smiled and thought that he would soon become one of the four westbound people. He couldn't help looking forward to the future.

Just as ye Chen's thoughts floated to the distance, a small steamed stuffed bun shop beside him suddenly opened the door. Ye Chen was attracted by the sound of opening the door and couldn't help looking at it.

The door was opened by a young woman who looked about 30 years old. She didn't expect that there were people wandering in the street so late, so she was a little surprised when she saw Ye Chen.

"Brother, why don't you go home so late? A curfew is coming. " The young woman kindly reminded Ye Chen.

Ye Chen nodded and a bitter smile appeared on his face. "It's not that he doesn't go home, he's homeless. I wonder if the landlady can take me in for one night?"

The young woman looked at Ye Chen carefully and didn't immediately answer, "brother, wait, I'll go in and ask my husband. If he agrees, you can stay here for a night."

"Thank you." Ye Chen thanked her with gratitude. The young woman didn't speak, just nodded gently, and then walked into the steamed stuffed bun shop.

Ye Chen waited quietly outside the door, but the young woman didn't come out for a long time. Ye Chen sighed and knew that the other party might think he was a bad man, so she didn't want to take herself in at will.

"It seems that he didn't tell me directly. He should be afraid of hurting my heart." Ye Chen whispered softly, and then turned to leave.

"Brother, go slowly." The young woman's voice sounded again. Ye Chen looked back and saw a basin in the young woman's hand. "My husband agreed that my brother would stay here for a night."

With that, the young woman poured the water in the basin in her hand on the street, "just now I was scrubbing my husband's body. I neglected my brother. To apologize, I'll invite my brother to dinner."

"No, no, thank you very much for letting me stay. How can I have another meal?" Ye Chen quickly waved his hand, but his stomach rang untimely.

Although the sound made by Ye Chen's stomach was not big, there was no one in the street now. It was very quiet. The young woman still heard the "protest" made by Ye Chen's stomach.

"Pooh." The young woman covered her mouth and smiled, "it doesn't matter, brother. Come in. I don't have anything good here. Only the steamed stuffed buns that haven't been sold during the day. If no one eats them, they will be thrown away."

"Well... I'll thank you first." Ye Chen bowed with both hands, then followed the young woman into the door of the steamed stuffed bun shop, passed through a small courtyard and entered the steamed stuffed bun shop