Zhou Zheng read a long book at night, but he woke up very early.
Like yesterday, he went downstairs and looked around, then walked to the bun shop not far away.
Zhou Zheng seems to have forgotten that there are people watching. As always, he sat down at the bun shop and smiled and said to the boss: "A drawer of buns, a bowl of soy milk."
"Okay." The boss replied, swiftly fixing it to Zhou Zheng and bringing it to the table.
Zhou Zheng took a sip of soy milk, prepared the sauce and vinegar, and was ready to eat. Suddenly a young man sat down opposite Zhou Zheng and shouted, "Boss, two drawers of steamed buns, take it away."
"Good." The boss responded.
Zhou Zheng glanced at the young man and continued to eat buns.
The young man tilted one foot on the chair, looked frivolous, glanced around, and turned his right hand to Zhou Zheng.
It was a token with the word'Royal' on it, which was very similar to Zhou Zheng's.
Zhou Zheng didn't change his expression and ate the buns as usual.
The young man whispered: "Master Zhou, Governor Wei has encountered an accident in Huai'an Mansion, and he is already on his way back."
Zhou Zheng was keenly aware of something, and said: "What does it have to do with what I am encountering now?"
The young man looked frivolous and swayed, but his eyes were cold and said: "It should be the salt merchants. They are eyeing Lord Zhou's weekly diary. They may want to get their hands, and they want to kill the chickens and curse monkeys with Lord Zhou."
Zhou Zheng took a sip of soy milk and said, "Well, I know."
"Your two-drawer steamed buns." At this time, the boss walked over quickly.
The young man took the money and walked away.
Zhou Zheng glanced at his back and frowned unconsciously.
Wei Xizhuang only touched the salt class a little and caused such a big backlash. Even Wei Xizhuang was forced to turn his head. It can be seen that Daming's salt policy has been completely corroded, and the related forces in the salt class have expanded to this level. degree!
Daming officials are in chaos and hopeless, and this place is not too much to let go, it's worse than that!
Zhou Zheng raised his head and glanced not far away. In front of a shop opposite, someone pretended to be picking cloth.
The strong man seemed to be picking cloths, but he kept looking back at Zhou Zheng, saw Zhou Zheng looking at him, and looked at Zhou Zheng, then turned his head casually, and continued to pretend to pick cloths.
Zhou Zheng couldn't help but smiled, turning to the boss of the bun shop and saying, "Boss, Qifen buns, soy milk, take it away."
"Good." The boss was very busy, so he agreed.
It didn't take long to pack it up, and handed it a greased paper bag to Zhou Zheng, saying: "Guguan, your steamed buns and soy milk."
Zhou Zheng took out the money from his arms and walked straight to the strong man with the oil paper bag.
The strong man saw Zhou Zheng coming, his expression tightened, but he didn't move. Instead, he turned around and waited for Zhou Zheng to come.
Zhou Zheng approached him, took a look at him, then glanced at the cloth behind him, and said: "These cloths are of poor quality, not as good as those from Jiangnan."
The brawny man flashed a panic on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "Bring well to Qi Shao."
After speaking, Zhou Zheng turned and walked towards Zhou Ji.
The brawny man's face could no longer be stretched, his eyes panicked and his expression gloomy.
He did not expect that Zhou Zheng had already found them. After all, it is not their place in the capital. Zhou Zheng could transfer so many people from the procuratorate that day, it must be okay today!
The brawny man suddenly took a cold shoulder and said in secret: No, Qi Shao!
Zhou Zheng was able to find them, which means that Zhou Zheng may also know where he lives!
The burly man turned around and walked away quickly, and ran away in a hurry.
The frivolous young man squatting in a dark corner eating buns watched the brawny man turn his head and ran. He was taken aback for a moment, then he glanced at Zhou Zheng's back, violently threw away the bun soy milk in his hand, and quickly chased after him. past.
Zhou Zheng didn't know the scene behind him. He put the oil paper bag on the counter and said to the six guys: "Your breakfast."
The older one looked at the oil paper bag with an embarrassed expression, and rubbed his hands and said, "It's so embarrassing to let the owner spend all the money."
Zhou Zheng waved his hand and went straight upstairs.
Zhou Zheng's free time was basically practicing calligraphy and reading, and this time was no exception.
The brawny man ran to the inn where they were on foot and observed that there was nothing unusual. Only then did he press his tension and quickly walked into the inn.
The frivolous young man looked at the name of the inn, grinned, and stood quietly on a corner, watching quietly.
The strong man went up to the second floor, came to a room, listened to the flirting voices of the men and women inside, hesitated, knocked on the door, and whispered: "Qi Shao."
The room was quiet for a while, and a dissatisfied voice came out: "What's the matter?"
The strong man said: "Sixth Young Master, then Zhou Zhengyun already knew that we were staring at him, and even named the Seventh Younger, I'm afraid he already knew we were here."
Inside it was quiet for a while, and said coldly: "I know what's going on, you make arrangements, we will do things tonight, and we will leave the capital early tomorrow morning."
The strong man's expression loosened, and he said in a deep voice, "It's the seven young masters."
The brawny man turned and left. Before taking a few steps, the woman's smile came from the room again.
The frivolous young man leaned in the corner, observing the inn, and soon he looked strange.
This inn was packaged down, and people up and downstairs were observing the surroundings from time to time, very vigilant.
The young man touched his chin and said to himself: "These people are so vigilant?"
Immediately, the young man's expression changed fiercely, and his figure shrank back.
I saw ten people walking out of the inn, all dressed as servants, filed out, walking towards the south of the city.
The young man's face was solemn, and he quietly walked away from the other road.
Not long after lunch, Zhou Ji shop began to get busy.
The counter is divided into three. The three guys collect and ship the goods in the front, and the three guys at the back are picking up and distributing the goods. They are busy and have no time at all.
The line is still very long, and many people are anxiously looking forward to it.
Zhou Ji sells the cheapest one, and the quantity is limited. They are afraid that they will be snatched away by those second-tier traffickers, and they will change hands at a higher price.
There are also some who are subordinates in order to get discounts from them, and they are even second-door dealers and so on.
It was hard to find a 17 or 18-year-old woman. She was very excited. It took a long time to save 20 cents. She was longing for this magical facial mask among other people, and she was longing for facial cleansing water. Now she can finally buy it.
She put down her twenty cents, took the mask and face wash, her expression was excited, and then nervously handed over a piece of paper that she was holding tightly in her hand, and whispered: "Someone asked me to send it to your boss. of."
The guy was taken aback for a moment, and quickly picked it up. When the guy behind was delivering the goods, he stuffed it in and said in a low voice: "An 18 or 7-year-old woman said it was for the boss."
The guy was also dumbfounded and reacted quickly. While picking up the goods, he sent it to Liu Liuzhe in the warehouse and said, "Manager Liu, this was given to the owner outside."
Liu Liuzhe looked at the unformed note, blinked, and said, "Who is it?"
The man said: "A seventeen or eighteen year old woman."
Liu Liuzhe thought for a while and said, "I see, you go."
The guy agreed and started to get busy again.
Liu Liuzhe glanced at the note in his hand again, and went out of the warehouse to the second floor.
Zhou Zheng was still practicing calligraphy at this time. He only wrote the word "Yong" now, with a focused and serious expression, and no sound could be heard in his ears.
Liu Liuzhe quietly walked to the front and watched Zhou Zheng end with a single word. Then he said: "Second Young Master, someone outside sent a note."
Zhou Zheng was startled, put down his pen, took it over and said, "Who is it?"
Liu Liuzhe said, "The man said it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman."
Zhou Zheng had already unfolded the note, looked at it, his expression was slightly cold, and he immediately raised his head and said, "Have you taken over the person who has become an economy?"
Seeing Zhou Zheng’s expression, Liu Liuzhe suddenly realized something, his face solemn, and said: "Second young master, don’t worry, I’ve already met ten people in total, hiding in a rice shop not far away. Just say hello."
Zhou Zheng hummed, and said in a deep voice, "Ten people are almost there, don't say anything."
Liu Liuzhe looked at Zhou Zheng and said uneasy: "Second Young Master, do you want to add more manpower?"
Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "The capital city is at the feet of the emperor. No matter how they dominate the Jiangnan, they won't be too presumptuous here, so don't worry so much."
Liu Liuzhe just relaxed a little now, and said, "Well, I listen to the second young master."
Zhou Zhengdao: "No need to tell others, everything is business as usual."
"Okay." Liu Liuzhe agreed. Although he was still a little uneasy, he got busy.
Zhou Zheng sat down and looked at this note. The signature was the word'Royal'.
The content is that those Jiangnan people are ready to do something to him, remind him to be more careful.
Zhou Zheng knew who sent him the letter, and there was a sneer in his eyes.
Want to kidnap and blackmail in the capital, these people are rampant!
Zhou Zheng sat on the chair, thinking about it, muttering to himself: "Since you can't wait, I also want to see how hard your backstage is..."
Zhou Zheng sighed gently, calmed his mind, picked up the pen again, and practiced calligraphy.
The sale of Zhou Ji’s shop is about to end soon, and there are fewer people, not as lively as it was at the beginning.
The strong man took ten people and appeared in a teahouse behind Zhou Ji, watching Zhou Ji shop up close.
The thin man said, "Brother Liu, that surname Zhou is still in the shop and has never been out."
The brawny man named'Liu Ge' stared at Zhou Ji and said, "Okay, I'm ready to do it tonight, let me watch it!"
The thin man's eyes lit up and said, "It's great, I can't wait a long time."
The others are gearing up too, looking fierce.
After a while, the front door of the Zhouji shop was closed, and the guys walked around in the yard, packing up their things.
After a while, these guys started to get out of the back door one after another.
They will go to the factory to help, carry the goods that will be on sale tomorrow.
The thin man in the teahouse looked at him, turned to the brawny man who was drinking tea behind him, and said, "Brother Liu, their guys are gone, do you want people to stare at?"
The strong man frowned and said, "Anyway, they know what they should know, don't worry, stare at Zhou Zhengyun and wait for it to get dark."
The thin man said'oh', rubbed his eyes, and continued to stare.
Before long, another half-hundred old man entered Zhou Zheng's shop. Looking at the dusty appearance, the thin man said again: "Brother Liu, the old man is a mason, do you want to catch them and ask them what they are talking about?"
The brawny man said: "Don't worry, wait until it gets dark."
The thin man groaned again and continued to stare.
The group of people sat in the box and waited until dark.
The back door of Zhou Ji opened, Zhou Zheng went out alone, locked it, and then walked towards Zhou's mansion.
The brawny man looked at him, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Go, follow him!" (End of this chapter)