In the middle of Tian Shimu's delivery, Mao Mao left the market with a white radish in his mouth.

Yu Sheng sat next to Aunt Qing, thinking about Zhou Jiufeng's expression when he learned of this unwarranted disaster, and couldn't help laughing.

The little aunt who was buried in the pile of papers glanced at him and shook her head helplessly.

After being proud, Yu Sheng picked up a winter bamboo shoot with a yellowish color and full shape.

He turned on the system, looking for a suitable recipe, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the corner of the wind-blown corner of the curtain.

Miao Shiren: He must have been the one who just came out of Qianzhuang for the rest of his life.

In front of Miao Shiren stood a little beggar carrying bamboo shoots, a basket of white radishes.

The donkey cart did not stop, but fortunately there were turnips chewing, which made Mao Mao walk very slowly.

Yu Sheng stuck to the curtain of the car, saw Miao Shiren throw a few pennies to the little beggar, and after saying a few words, the little beggar put it away and motioned Miao Shiren to follow.

Miao Shiren didn't look around, and followed the little beggar straight into an alley.

"What are you looking at?" said to Aunt Qing for the rest of his life, and just turned around to see that she was already beside her, her cheek pressed very closely.

Yu Sheng took a kiss, "I saw Miao Shiren being led away by a little beggar." ”

"Be careful to be seen. Zhao wiped her face in disgust, "Miao Shiren, little beggar?"

One is the richest, the other is the poorest, how can people with two identities get together.

"I'll take a look. Yu Sheng faintly felt that it was related to the robbed money of the bank, and volunteered to stand up.

But wherever there is money, he can't live without the rest of his life, and if he picks up a couple of jujubes, it will also be earned.

The rest of his life now has enough self-protection ability, so the little aunt waved her hand and let him go.

However, before leaving for the rest of his life, Aunt Qing did not forget to remind him, "Remember to go back to dinner." ”

"Don't worry, I won't starve. Yu Sheng lifted the curtain and jumped down.

"I'm afraid I'm hungry. Aunt Qing said without raising her head, she was also going to taste the fresh winter bamboo shoots made for the rest of her life.

The cicada leaves in Yu Sheng's hands had turned yellow and lost their mana in early autumn, which made him unable to follow Miao Shiren unscrupulously.

However, for the rest of his life now, following a mere Miao Shiren, there is a way not to let him find out.

Don't look at the rest of your life, you are usually very arrogant, and it is not obvious, but now no matter how Yangzhou is arranged, the rest of your life is second to none.

Quietly followed behind Miao Shiren, passed through the alley, and turned into a deep alley, and came to a bustling market at the end.

The market was only known for the rest of its life, but today it is only seen for no other reason than that all the seafood from the east is sold here.

However, there were not too many people in the fish market, and Yu Sheng clearly saw the little beggar leading Miao Shiren to a high wall.

In that corner, many beggars squatted there basking in the sun, led by an old beggar with a large broken pot in front of him.

Seeing that the little beggar led Miao Shiren over, the old beggar slowly raised his eyelids, glanced at them and closed them again.

Miao Shiren arched his hand neither humbly nor arrogantly, and said something to the old beggar.

Yu Sheng had the heart to eavesdrop, but the beggars' gathering place was far away from both pedestrians and vendors, and he was easy to spot when he got close.

He saw Miao Shiren stretch out a finger to the old beggar, and the old beggar suddenly opened his eyes and nodded slowly.

This is a transaction, Yu Sheng was in a hurry, and when he was at a loss, he saw the Taoist priest walking over with a mouse box on his back.

Yu Sheng stepped forward to stop him and pushed him into the teahouse next to him.

"Stop, stop, tell you, the son of the king of the Eastern Wilderness is my ......" The Taoist priest was caught off guard and struggled to shout.

After seeing the rest of his life, the Taoist priest resolutely stopped his mouth.

"Who's talking to you? Yu Sheng glared at him.

"Haha", the Taoist priest looked left and said to him, "The weather is so good today." ”

"Come less. Yu Sheng probed to see that the deal between Miao Shiren and the old beggar had been negotiated.

He hurriedly said to the Taoist priest, "Do me a favor, or feed your mouse to the cat." ”

"Help, help, the shopkeeper does need anything. After the Taoist priest shuddered, he patted his chest and said.

Yu Sheng pointed at Miao Shiren and the old beggar, "Help me hear what they are talking about." ”

The Taoist priest looked at it, was pushed back by Yu Sheng, and was almost discovered by the old beggar.

"What's so hard about that. The Taoist priest was full of confidence, reached out and took out the two gray rats from the rat box, "squeaked" them, and let them go.

Not far from the corner where the beggars were basking in the sun, there was a place where fish offal and the like were kept.

Two gray rats crossed the street, burrowed into the middle of the school of miscellaneous, and mingled with the rats that were already there.

"Now I'm relieved. ”。

"Can they understand people?" asked Yu Sheng.

"Of course, these two are my most humane rats, the masters of rat plays. The Taoist priest said smugly.

Only then did I put my mind at ease for the rest of my life.

The two of them just retracted their gaze, and when they turned around, they saw that the shopkeeper was following their gaze.

"You, are you releasing mice?" Xiao Er asked strangely.

He had seen sheep and cattle herding, but he had never seen a rat.

"Uh", when the Taoist priest didn't know how to explain, Yu Sheng held up a sign, "Jinyiwei handles the case." ”

Xiao Er was startled, and his throat was suppressed, "I understand, my lord, is the fish market mixed with monsters?"

"Yes, a big fish. Yu Sheng waved his hand and asked for a pot of tea to send him away.

Perhaps knowing that standing in front of the beggar was a little abrupt, Miao Shiren talked with the old beggar for a while and then left.

As for the old beggars, they stayed at a distance and continued to bask in the sun, while a few young beggars stuffed firewood under the broken pot and burned it with water.

Seeing that there was nothing to eavesdrop, the Taoist priest went out and shouted a few words to call the two mice back.

From beginning to end, the shopkeeper saw it in his eyes, and from time to time he enthusiastically helped to cover other people's ears and eyes.

Putting the two rats on the table, the Taoist priest "squeaked" with them, muttering for a long time.

Yu Sheng was puzzled, "It's not over yet, they don't talk as long as you mutter." ”

"Soon, soon, you don't know, rat language is different, a large string of pronunciations is equivalent to the two words we say. ”

The Taoist priest muttered to the two mice again, and then his face appeared shocked.

Putting the mouse back, the Taoist priest swallowed his saliva, swept around and whispered: "Shopkeeper Yu, someone has robbed the treasure of the King of the Southern Wilderness?"

The rest of his life was happy, and it was really related to the robbery of the money village, and he hurriedly asked the Taoist priest to repeat it to him word for word.

The Taoist priest was shocked and coughed and spoke.

"It's not just the money that's being robbed, it's the cornucopia. Hehe, am I right?" said the first thing the mouse heard was the old beggar.

"Now you believe that we beggars are well-informed?" said the old beggar again.

"The beggars have a brush. Miao Shiren nodded, "Then do you know who snatched it?"

"It's not the King of the Eastern Wilderness. The old beggar continued, "The King of the Eastern Wilderness is now too busy showing off her son to grab money. ”

The news of Xianshan was also inquired about, and Miao Shiren's well-informed understanding of the beggar gang went further.

"Then who did it if you can't find out?" Miao Shiren asked.

Seeing that the old beggar was just looking at him, Miao Shiren promised, "Money is definitely indispensable to you." ”

"Thirty thousand. The old beggar spit out three words, and after letting Yu Sheng hear it through the mouth of the Taoist priest, Yu Sheng was taken aback.

This news is also expensive.

Unexpectedly, Miao Shiren agreed without hesitation.

But now the old beggar can't take the money, "It's being inquired from above, and I'll tell you as soon as I have any news." ”

After saying a few more words, Miao Shiren left.