The sky was getting dark, and Feng Xingzhi, who came out of the Zhendong Dart Bureau, walked alone on the street in the cool breeze.

Not far away, a strong man next to a gorgeous carriage glanced at Feng Xingzhi, and then leaned out of the window and whispered: "Childe, there is a person on the street who also holds a folding fan with your appearance." ”

The curtain of the car window was lifted, and the people inside looked at the strong man's finger.

This son is also the young owner of Huaxing, Bai Ji.

Bai Ji looked at Feng Xingzhi, he was not rich in his clothes, and his appearance was not protruding. Looking at the folding fan again, I remembered what I had lost, and my heart was a little depressed, so I lost interest in going up and making friends or something.

When he was about to put down the curtain, the strong man under the car said, "Why didn't Childe take off the fan in his hand." ”

Bai Ji sighed: "What if I take it, if I can enter the Huamanlou, don't say a fan like this, I am willing to spend eight out of ten, but other people's don't count." ”

The strong man grinned: "Childe's affection for Miss Na Qinyue makes me admire." But Childe, think about it, if there is one less person entering the building, then Childe will have one more chance of capturing Miss Qinyue's heart. ”

Bai Ji was stunned, and then clapped his hands: "Yes, why didn't I expect that if no one would be able to enter the Lanyue Building, I would naturally get Qinyue's attention by waiting outside the building, why didn't I expect such a simple reason?"

The strong man continued to pat himself on the back: "Son, you are naturally smarter than ordinary people, but you can't care about anything else in the love network." ”

Bai Ji nodded, naturally not admitting that he was stupid: "Yes, yes, yes, let's go forward and buy the fan." ”

Feng Xingzhi, who was walking on the street, looked at the strange master and servant, and wondered in his heart.

Bai Ji first gave his hand, and then said: "This son is polite, his surname is Bai Mingji, and he is the young owner of Huafa Bank." ”

Huaxing Xingzhi didn't seem to have any intersections, why did this young owner come to me? Feng Xingzhi thought to himself.

Seeing that Fengxing didn't reply, Bai Ji, who was a little embarrassed, offered his hand again: "I have a request to stop my son." ”

This young owner makes friends with people on weekdays, and the other party treats each other politely after reporting to the house, and even there are people who nod their heads, and Feng Xingzhi's indifferent performance makes him a little uncomfortable.

"Request, what request?" asked Feng Xingzhi.

"You can give me the folding fan in your hand, and I will contribute a thousand taels of silver. ”

Bai Ji knew that it would not be an ordinary character who could make Qin Yue send a folding fan, so there were as many as a thousand taels as soon as he exited.

Bai Ji said that it was a request, but his words seemed to be an order, asking someone to sell this fan.

"Not for sale!" Feng Xingzhi said simply and decisively.

"Childe is too little?"

"It's not!"

"Then you make a price, everything has a price, as long as I can do it, I can rely on you. ”

"No!"

Bai Ji was a little bored by the simple and decisive answer of the Windranger, and he didn't know how to continue, so he made a gesture behind him with one hand.

As the saying goes, "words are not speculative for more than half a sentence", for people like Bai Ji who do not speculate, Feng Xingzhi is too lazy to say a word.

The strong man behind Bai Ji saw that Bai Ji's conversation was blocked, and he couldn't get off the stage, and when he saw the gesture given by the son, he stepped forward angrily.

"You kid, don't be ashamed, our Huaxing Shao owner deigns to buy your fan is your luck, don't know what to do, otherwise you don't want to leave safely. ”

Feng Xingzhi, who was threatened, was not angry, but laughed.

"I've seen Jiangyang thieves, I've also seen bandits who kill people without blinking, it's the first time I've met you, a house slave who fights people, come and say, what are you going to do with me if you don't sell fans?"

Hearing these words, the strong man was angry, and he stopped speaking, and shot directly at Feng Xingzhi.

The strong man has a hand, and the wind knows the leg, the leg is longer than the hand, and it is faster, faster and more accurate than the hand.

The two of them only touched once, and then separated, Feng Xingzhi was still standing in place, but the strong man took five or six steps back, and there was an obvious footprint on his chest.

The strong man luckily stabilized his figure, took a few deep breaths, patted the shoe prints on his chest, and his jealousy could be seen in his solemn eyes.

But the young owner was watching from the sidelines, if he gave up, he would definitely be snubbed by the young owner, and the strong man looked ruthless.

"Phew!"

With a fierce scream, his feet shook continuously, and the bluestone slabs on the ground cracked.

The strong man stepped forward, first with his left leg in front and his right leg arched behind, and when he was close to Feng Xingzhi, his legs were swapped and his right foot was in front.

Looking at the cracked bluestone on the floor, you can imagine how heavy the power of this kick is.

But Feng Xingzhi still stood still, and it seemed to outsiders that this person was either stupid, or he didn't take this foot in his eyes.

Feng Xingzhi naturally belongs to the latter type, he came first, only to see the hem of the clothes swaying, but not the legs, or the legs are almost difficult for ordinary people to catch.

"Ahh

The strong man spat out and flew to the side, rolled twice on the ground, and lay right in front of Bai Ji's feet, making Bai Ji's face red and white.

It is popular to raise his legs, and it is not one foot that pays tribute to the strong man, but two feet.

First, he kicked the strong man in the cross, breaking his move, and then kicked the strong man right in the chest, overlapping with the footprints just now, and kicked the strong man back to Bai Ji.

is good at light work, and the leg kung fu will naturally not be weak.

Bai Ji looked at Feng Xingzhi, he was afraid and overwhelmed, in his heart, this strong man was already a good hand in the rivers and lakes, but such a good hand couldn't make a move in this person's hands, and he was worried.

"This son, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything bad, I just like that fan. Since you don't want to give in, son, then you will say goodbye. ”

After speaking, he turned his head and paced away, looking back at Feng Xingzhi's face as he walked, even the strong man lying on the ground ignored it.

Seeing this, Feng Xingzhi didn't want to bother anymore, such episodes abound in the rivers and lakes, and people like Bai Ji are just clowns who grew up with a golden key in his eyes, and he likes to jump around when he has nothing to do.

However, being by this boy, Feng Xingzhi became more interested in folding the fan on his hand, and it can also be said that he was more interested in that Qinyue girl.

I didn't expect that someone was willing to spend thousands of taels of silver to buy such a folding fan, and I don't know if people are stupid and have a lot of money, or if Qinyue is really so attractive?

Holding a folding fan, Feng Xingzhi walked into a pawnshop, and the plaque outside the pawnshop door read three big characters, Treasure Pavilion.

After coming in, Feng Xingzhi didn't sit down, and directly found a guy in a remote corner, and reported his name to let the shopkeeper come, this guy didn't know the identity of the person who came, so he could only go to the shopkeeper to see.

After a while, there was a trotting sound from the attic, and a chubby man in a satin costume came to Feng Xingzhi, clasped his fists, and said softly.

"Childe, you're here. If there's something you can say hello to, why bother to come in person. ”

"Then I can't come to the store?"

The fat shopkeeper's voice was anxious, and his body bent lower: "No, no, it's all yours here, you can come whenever you want, I'm just afraid that my subordinates will snub you, and they don't know your identity." ”

Feng Xingzhi waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, I'm just passing by and coming in to take a look, this Treasure Pavilion has been open for a month, are you familiar with the business?"

The fat shopkeeper still owes himself: "Although I haven't had much contact with this industry before, I have roughly mastered it." If it weren't for Childe, you saved the lives of our family, I would have become a pile of bones, how could I not do my best for Childe's kindness. ”

"Do a good job, this time I came to ask if you know where the Huamanlou in the city is?" Feng Xingzhi asked.

"I know, recently Hua Manlou made a statement in Yangzhou City, and I am used to inquiring about some news and know some, but the specific situation is not very clear, son, or I will go and investigate secretly. The fat shopkeeper lowered his voice.

"No, just tell me where to go. ”

"You can take a boat to the Qinhuai River, go up the river, there is a bamboo forest in the upstream, and the east lane where the flower building is located is next to the bamboo forest. The fat shopkeeper spoke carefully.

After getting the news he needed, Feng Xingzhi didn't plan to stay longer, so he greeted him and went out, and when he got to the door, he turned around and said to the fat shopkeeper.

"Pang Zhang, see me straighten up in the future, you are now the treasurer of the Treasure Pavilion Pang Zhang, not the slave who was a secret agent before. ”

After speaking, Feng Xingzhi walked out of the gate of the Treasure Pavilion.

At the door of the Treasure Pavilion, Pang Zhang was left alone, and he muttered in his mouth.

"I'm Pang Zhang, I'm not a slave before! I'm Pang Zhang, I'm not a slave anymore. ”

After muttering, his eyes were firm, and his body straightened for a moment, making his belly even bigger.