In Qingshui Town, a passenger ship was docked at the wharf where people come and go. Four or five people disembarked from the passenger ship. They were either businessmen or visiting relatives, and among them were two tall and burly men who stood out. , one of the men has a stern face, a slender figure, elegant demeanor, and an extraordinary temperament. He didn't fit in with this pier, and although the man beside him was expressionless, his imposing manner and appearance were far worse than the man beside him, obviously he was a servant.
The man didn't care that the surroundings were always sneaking glances at him, and said to the people around him: "You lead the way."
The man was expressionless: "Yes."
The man walked towards a certain corner of the pier with ease, and the elegant man walked behind him at a leisurely pace. Wherever he went, the people around him consciously gave way, and there was another commotion in the crowd after he passed.
The man who looked like a servant stopped after walking for a while.
"What's the matter? Are you here?" The elegant man walked from the back to the front and looked around. There were many vendors in the bustling crowd, but there was no young brother who was the owner of the stall as he said.
The boy also stood there very troubled and looked around for a while, thinking that he had made a mistake.
"Hongying, what's going on? Where's the person?" The man asked in a deep voice.
The man named Hong Ying frowned and thought for a minute: "Master, I'm sure they were here before, and the business was very hot, right next to the bun seller." Hong Ying pointed in one direction.
"Oh? Are you sure?"
"This subordinate is sure." Hong Ying replied with her head slightly lowered.
"Then go ask the bun seller, he must know." The elegant man raised his chin, his voice was cold and magnetic.
"Yes." Hong Ying led the order and walked towards the man with a somewhat nervous expression.
That man is none other than Uncle Song. Uncle Song has already paid attention to these two people. It should be said that there is no one in the whole dock who does not pay attention. When Uncle Song secretly guessed who it was, he found that the eyes of the two people were looking at him frequently. After a while, one of them The man walked towards him, how could this not make him nervous, there was obviously something wrong with it.
Soon the man was in front of him: "Ask someone with you!"
Uncle Song heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't just look for trouble, he replied slightly stumbled, "You... you say."
"Where's the brother next to you who used to be very popular?"
Uncle Song was a little dazed for a moment, but when the other party urged him impatiently, he realized belatedly that the brothers next to him were Zhong Ziqi and the others!
"You mean brother Qi, right? He's not here anymore. Not far from you, there is a shop named "Pretty Tasty", which they rented, and it has just opened for a few days."
The man got the news he wanted, left a blunt thank you expressionlessly, walked back to the other man and whispered a few words, and then the two walked in the direction of "pretty delicious".
Uncle Song was very envious. Brother Qi's business is good. Whether it was the Jinhua Restaurant in the past or the strangers now, they all came here for his food, right? Uncle Song shook his head, he was more angry than others, but he conceded defeat, his skills were indeed not as good as Brother Qi's, he was still self-aware about this.
Hong Ying and the elegant man followed Uncle Song's instructions and after walking for a while, they saw a vermilion plaque with the words "very delicious" written on it.
Take another look at this apparently small shop. There are four or five tables at the entrance, and there are almost no empty seats. Many people just stand or squat aside to eat, and some take away directly after buying.
There were people moving in the store, and the light was not good. The two of them couldn't see what it was like inside, but they could often see a man's figure. He sometimes greeted the passing guests, and sometimes put his hand Talking and laughing on his shoulders, he entered the shop and disappeared for a long time.
"Is this his husband? Isn't he a fool?" the elegant man asked.
"Back to the master, it turned out that he was indeed a fool, but later..." Hong Ying told the man about the news he had investigated.
"Hmm...the character is quite good." The man nodded, and the countless eyes he had read over the years told him that he was a good person.
The two had been observing outside for a long time, but they didn't know that there was also someone in the room secretly observing them for a long time. This person was none other than Zhao Zheng'an.
The two handsome and good-looking men were so eye-catching in this dusty street that no one would notice them. Moreover, these two people obviously came here for their small shop, and their eyes never left their place, but judging by their peaceful expressions and clear eyes, they should not be evil-hearted people, and according to the clothes they wear, they are either rich or powerful . Still be careful not to offend.
Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng'an tidied up his attire, adhering to the principle that if you don't come to the mountain, I will go to the mountain, and walked towards the two people standing on the street: "You two guests, it seems that you are new to this place, right? Why don’t you go inside and take a look? Our “pretty delicious” food has a certain reputation in Qingshui Town.”
The elegant man sized Zhao Zhengan up and said, "Then excuse me."
"Don't bother, please come inside." Zhao Zhengan led the two of them into the store. Most of their tables are placed outside the store, and there are two tables in the middle of the room. They are not only for internal use, but also for the usual grandpas. People can't let people sit outside and squeeze with other people.
Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng saw that the two people brought back by Zhao Zhengan were either rich or noble, logically speaking, it would be right to go to a big restaurant like Jinhua, and they were flattered to condescend to be in their small shop.
Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng wiped down the tables and stools carefully. The two also looked very satisfied.
"What do you want, guest officer?" Zhao Zhengan asked with a smile.
"What do you have here? Just give me some." The man looked around and said casually, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the busy brother inside.
Zhao Zhengan noticed it immediately, frowned displeased, and his voice became a little cold: "Wait a moment. Xiao Ning, bring me two bowls of tofu."
Zhao Ning got the order and hurried away.
Then Zhao Zheng'an walked towards Zhong Ziqi, blocking the man's naked eyes by the way.
"Ten fried dough sticks."
"What's the situation? Who is this? Why are you here?" Zhong Ziqi whispered to Zhao Zhengan. He is not dull either, he can feel the man's undisguised gaze, but this gaze is different from the gazes of those customers before, without obscene distractions, he can't understand, but no one would like to have such An unknown person is plotting something against him behind his back.
"I don't know who he is, but these two people are definitely not ordinary people, and... why do I feel that they seem to be running after you?" Zhao Zhengan rubbed his chin and looked at his wife, leaned over and asked : "Do you have another identity that I don't know?"
Zhong Ziqi pushed his hand away, and said angrily: "There's a fart!! Stop guessing!"
Zhao Zheng'an concealed his indecency, and said with a serious expression: "The two of them just stood outside and watched us for a long time, he didn't look at other people's houses, he only looked at our house, and he didn't even know what we were selling.
I guess, he definitely didn't come here for the food. You can see that he doesn't have any enthusiasm for our food, but for you. His eyes look like he wants to eat you. "Zhao Zheng'an analyzed unhappily, the main idea was to keep Zhong Ziqi away from them.
"Don't guess, what he wants to do, he will tell sooner or later, bring the fried dough sticks to others, and bring the one from table three by the way."
"Oh." Zhao Zheng'an took a plate with one hand, and put the extra plate on the table of the two of them first: "Use it slowly." Then he went out and put the other plate on the third table.
"Boy Zheng'an, your fritters are delicious, and there are people who come all the way to eat them!" The man waiting for the fritters at table three took the fritters. They often come to eat, and everyone is very familiar with them.
"Oh? How do you say it?" Zhao Zhengan's expression changed, and he felt that it had something to do with the two people inside.
really.
The man pointed to the room, and said in a low voice, "It's these two people who just got off the passenger ship and came to you without stopping. Why do you say it's not for food? Do you know them? "
"I don't know!" Zhao Zhengan shook his head. I was even more certain in my heart that the purpose of these two people was not simple. I don't know what purpose they have.
Zhao Zhengan straightened up and went back to the house, only to see a scene that made his nose crooked. He just went out for a while, and after talking for a while, the man went to his wife's place to strike up a conversation with her. At this time, if anyone told him that he was purely here to eat, he would slap two big slaps, who the hell was eating, throwing the food aside to talk to the chef about being happy
Zhao Zhengan walked over with a blank expression, just in time to hear the man ask his wife: "Where are your parents from?"
Zhao Zheng'an quickly put a smile on his face: "Guest officer, is there anything else you need?"
The man's gentle expression has not yet retracted: "No, I think this young man looks familiar, he looks like an acquaintance of mine, so I can't help but ask."
"I don't think I have any relationship with your acquaintances. My ancestors were born and raised here for generations, so I'm sorry." Zhong Ziqi replied.
"Hehe, is that so? Maybe!" Seeing the two men looking at him warily, the man didn't say much, and went back to the table to continue eating.
"Look, I just said that he has ulterior motives, right? Someone told me just now that they came from other places and came to our house as soon as they got off the boat. And how does he know that you are married?" Zhao Zhengan Said.
"Well... there is indeed a suspicion." Zhong Ziqi nodded in agreement, and said as if she had.
"What did he say to you?" What Zhao Zhengan cared most about was what did this man say to his wife when he was not around
"I didn't say anything, I just introduced his name to me, called...Shen Yubei, and asked me what my name was and where I was from."
"Daughter-in-law, are you sure you don't know him? Don't you have any relatives in your family? For example, distant relatives?"
Zhong Ziqi thought about it in her mind and shook her head: "I can't remember."
But there was one thing Zhong Ziqi didn't say, he was afraid that Zhao Zhengan would be jealous, this person gave him a very strange, comfortable and kind feeling. It turned out that he was still wondering why this man looked at him with hot eyes, but without any ambiguity. He suddenly remembered from the relationship just now that this man treated him like his brother treated him in the previous life. the same.
In his previous life, his elder brother was eight years older than him. Every time he looked at him, he looked at him like a child or a junior. He was very familiar with the eyes that had been with him for more than twenty years. How could he not let him think deeply.