1457 The Smell of San Francisco (1/2)

At about five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Zian couldn't sleep anymore, and his head was still a little bit hazed. However, in order to sleep later that night, he couldn't sleep now.

Π slept soundly in a padded rattan chair, and the dormant laptop was placed on the table.

The sunny weather outside the window indicates that it was a good day.

This is a two-story single-family house. The first floor is occupied by the two elderly landlords. The second floor is rented to Zhang Zian. The second floor has a separate staircase to go up and down. If the tenant does not want to deal with the landlord, it can be completely booked. He can then use Airbnb for instant check-out without dealing with them at all.

Before coming to the United States, Zhang Zian booked this house in Binhai City. At that time, He didn't know that this kind of online booking of homestays was reliable. Mainly, it is the landlords that were unreliable. After all, a big American city like this is too complicated. Who knows whether the landlord is an old solid programmer during the day but turns into a murderer at night? Or perhaps is a kind of idiot who likes to wait for the tenant to fall asleep and sneak into the room to observe the tenant's sleeping state after renting the house? This is the routine in those Hollywood B-rated movies.

Of course, even if the other party is really a killer, it is nothing much compared to those that like to install a pinhole camera in the room to peep at the privacy of the tenant. That will truly be disgusting.

Although the landlord of this house has a good rating online, he still kept an eye on him and asked π to inquire through the nameless book to see if the landlord's old couple had any secrets to hide.

The broader the question, the more complicated it is to query because everything in the anonymous book records everything in detail, including the components of each breath exhaled by the old couple from birth, and the slight changes in each hormone in the blood. To complete this check, It will be a job that will take a few days and nights. Finally, Zhang Zian thought of a way to simplify the scope. He asked π to check the number of cameras on the second floor. Where are they? Only when he was sure that there were no such cameras did he booked this house.

There were two bedrooms on the second floor. The old couple was surprised when they heard that only Zhang Zian had moved in yesterday. He then proceeded to lie about it, saying that a friend who had been traveling with him abandoned the plans at the last minute. Thus, he could only come by himself. However, maybe the friend will change his mind again, so don't rent the empty bedroom to others. He will just continue to rent it as usual.

This is a weird request, but the old couple has also had weirder requests, so they still respect the wishes of the tenants.

Compared with hotels, apart from being cheap, the biggest advantage of a homestay is that one can be integrated into the lives of locals. From the details, you can experience the local customs, such as interior furnishings and decoration. It can reflect the owner's tastes and preferences. There is a sense of vicissitudes in history. Unlike a hotel, where the interior is a standard furnishing, walking out of the room reveals a scene that is as vibrant as the inside.

In addition, you can choose to keep a distance from the landlord and communicate through Airbnb. You can also choose to be one and integrate well with the landlord. You can also get additional benefits when you make friends, such as free directions and even pick-up services at tourist attractions. Of course, the landlord is doing this out of his or her own accord and is merely being sociable.

San Francisco is a mountain city. This homestay is located on a slightly elevated land with a pretty good view. Outside the bedroom on the second floor is a spacious balcony surrounded by wrought iron railings, rocking chairs, and a small table where you can sit and relax.

Zhang Zian opened the balcony door. San Francisco, under the morning light, came into view, and the cold air poured into the room. No wonder San Francisco can be a summer resort. This cooling temperature is no problem at all to call it the late autumn season as well.

It was too early, and the streets were deserted. A few cars hurried past, and occasionally, one or two morning runners marched along the street with vigorous steps.

The air is cold but not fresh.

Zhang Zian returned to the room, aimed at the empty space to release the elves, and then took Richard out of the toilet.

\”What's this smell?\” Famous asked, frowning.