Li Qingzhi ordered twenty pieces of fried stinky tofu and ate them while sitting next to Wu Baichuan.
He felt that the stinky tofu with only sweet bean sauce was not tasty enough, and it would be better if it had hot sauce, especially the kind with sesame and peanuts, which was particularly fragrant.
There were no disposable tableware at that time. After people bought food, they either ate it directly or used the store’s bowls and plates. Those who were more particular would bring their own bowls and plates.
Li Qingzhi and Wu Baichuan were not particular about food, so they just took their plates and sat behind the stall, eating on the small stools prepared by the store owner.
In front of him was a bustling street full of lanterns, and behind him was endless darkness... While eating, Li Qingzhi asked Wu Baichuan about things in the capital. Wu Baichuan did not hide anything and told him everything he knew in detail, in a voice that only Li Qingzhi could hear.
After that, Wu Baichuan asked Li Qingzhi: "Mr. Li, was "Record of Injustice" written by you?"
Li Qingzhi was not surprised that Wu Baichuan could guess it. Wu Baichuan was a businessman who traveled all over the country. He might not be very courageous and didn't like to seek profit and avoid harm, but he was definitely smart: "I wrote it."
"Does Governor Zhang know?" Wu Baichuan asked again.
"I know." Li Qingzhi said.
Wu Baichuan was in a good mood. He knew that Li Qingzhi must be Governor Zhang's man.
"Mr. Li?" Chang Zhan came over holding Chang Cui.
Children have good sleep quality. Even though it is so noisy outside, Chang Cui still sleeps soundly.
"Cuicui is asleep... Take her home quickly." Li Qingzhi said.
Chang Zhan glanced at Wu Baichuan and left with Chang Cui. He really wanted to know about his brother's situation, but it was obviously inappropriate to go up and ask about it now.
Li Qingzhi and Wu Baichuan had finished eating the stinky tofu, so they went to Wu Baichuan's boat together to get the things that Chang Duan asked Wu Baichuan to bring back.
The things that Chang Duan brought to Li Qingzhi
If it was a letter, it was packed in a small wooden box. Li Qingzhi picked up the box and said, "Manager Wu, thank you very much. Next time you go to the capital, I will trouble you to bring something back for him."
Wu Baichuan immediately said, "It's no trouble, no trouble. Mr. Li, if you have anything you want me to bring to Shopkeeper Duan, just give it to me."
Li Qingzhi left Wu Baichuan and went to find Jin Xiaoye carrying the box.
According to modern time, it should be around eight or nine o'clock now. Most of the people have already gone home, and most of the stalls at the Lantern Festival have been closed - all the stall owners' goods have been sold out!
"Zixiao." A familiar voice sounded. Li Qingzhi looked over and saw Li Xiucai.
Behind Li Xiucai, there was a large group of people following him.
Well, if Li Xiucai’s entire family goes out, there will be a lot of people.
"Why hasn't the master gone home yet?" Li Qingzhi asked. Usually, people who take care of children will go home early.
Li Xiucai said, "Some children played wildly before and didn't want to go back. They are willing to go now." He wanted to go back earlier, but his grandchildren were not happy. Just now, one of them sat on the ground and made a fuss and refused to go back...
"Goodbye, sir." Li Qingzhi said with a smile.
Li Xiucai's income was still decent. Although his family was not rich, they lived a pretty good life. Li Qingzhi noticed that each of the children had food and toys in their hands.