I have to say that Siyuan is a natural hard worker, although he can rest these days, but in the end he plans a row, this schedule is so full that he is like a little tender model in the Haitian feast, in addition to eating and sleeping, he even has to pee in the public toilet.

The first thing to do is a lot of spices that the fox wants, what benzoin, ambergris, pigeon peas, etc., it feels high-end when you listen to it, and he starts to calculate from the outside, basically turning the whole city around and not finding a few.

"There are pears, white sandalwood, and red sandalwood, but agarwood ......"

Standing in the most exclusive spice shop in the city, the boss looked at Siyuan with an embarrassed face, and sighed faintly: "Little brother, these are either treasures or masterpieces, the dragon pattern sandalwood on your paper alone costs three hundred and one grams, and there are a few other things I have never heard of, so let's do it, you pay a fifty percent deposit, and I will transfer the goods from Hong Kong to you from the head office at the bottom of the box." ”

When Siyuan saw that the number on the calculator exceeded six zeros, his heart fluttered...... Silently took out the phone and called, and said to the fox with a sad face: "You didn't tell me that what you want is so expensive......"

The fox pondered for a moment: "That's it, I'm afraid you won't choose, wait a minute." ”

Siyuan put down the phone, spread his hand and said to the boss: "Wait a while, the main owner will come over immediately." ”

"No problem, I would like to meet this expert who can make this list, I have been doing spices for decades, and it is the first time I have seen this kind of expensive and ancient recipe, and it is almost the same for ordinary people to buy some red sandalwood, and even my master is very curious about this recipe. Don't worry, wait for the Lord, my master is also rushing here. ”

The boss is not in a hurry, there are not many guests here, and Siyuan is still a little more popular when he sits here. However, this boss is really polite, not only brewing unknown tea for Siyuan, but also serving him a five-color cake made by himself. Eating such traditional delicacies in this quaint shop, listening to the smell of time from vinyl records, it really feels like a strange sense of time.

"In ancient times, spices were said to be the medium of communication between man and heaven and earth, and at that time, people would inevitably burn incense, bathe, fast and abstain from sex every time they made a choice in life, in order to let a pure and immaculate body and mind meet the sound of heaven and earth." The boss sat in front of Siyuan and gently poured him a cup of amber tea: "It's a pity, the current people...... Alas, my hundred-year-old shop is almost unable to hold on, and if it weren't for a few old customers, I might have closed down a long time ago. ”

Mahogany furniture, copper incense burners, Jingdezhen tea sets, and the shelves of books that have been turned over are a little worn, and then mixed with a light and comfortable smell in the room, such a place, even if it is only separated from the noisy road by a hollow wooden door, but it seems extraordinarily quiet in the city. Even people like Siyuan, who are earthy and boring, can feel that different style after sitting down here, compared to those golden palaces and bars that red men and green women like, they are simply weak, and this kind of place is probably the most vulgar and vulgar people are embarrassed not to understand its charm.

In this baptism, people like Siyuan seem to feel that their compulsion is a little higher......

When he was waiting for the big fox to arrive, a person suddenly appeared at the door, and before Siyuan could turn his head, the owner of the spice shop had already stood up and greeted him with a smile: "Clean window, long time no see!" ”

The boss spoke with a slight accent, so this sound was basically the same as hemorrhoids in Siyuan's ears, and he couldn't help but wonder, "There are still people who call hemorrhoids...... It's so funny".

But he didn't laugh, he just turned his head to see who was coming, but when he turned his head, his heart suddenly shrank, because the person who came was none other than Zuo Mingxuan!

This is really called no coincidence and no book, and my fate with this guy is really not shallow...... I just thought about checking on him, but now he actually sent it to the door.

"Lao Fu, there are guests?"

Zuo Mingxuan squinted at Siyuan, Siyuan quickly turned his head and pretended not to realize his arrival, picked up the teacup and took a sip silently, then slowly corrected his expression, and calmed down as much as possible.

"yes, it came in the morning, and I sent a recipe that I haven't seen before." The owner of the spice shop licked his lips: "Why don't you come and enjoy it together?" ”

"Okay."

Zuo Mingxuan put his hands behind his back, with a warm smile on his face, slowly walked to the chair and sat down, watching the boss pour himself a cup of light and fragrant tea.

"Yunwulu, old blessing, I've been drinking it for decades."

"Thirty years." The boss took out a black particle from the palm of his hand and threw it into Zuo Mingxuan's teacup, then turned his face to Siyuan and smiled: "This is one of my regular customers, and they have been friends for a long time." ”

Zuo Mingxuan raised his head and nodded lightly at Siyuan, with a glint in his eyes: "I didn't expect to meet here again, it seems that we are really fateful." ”

Siyuan pretended to look around carefully, and made a sudden realization: "Aren't you Boss Zuo?" ”

"It's vulgar to say the word boss here." Zuo Mingxuan waved his hand and smiled: "Follow Lao Fu, call me to clean the window." ”

The window is bright and clean, a few boiled peanuts, a few pieces of multigrain pastries, a few cups of fragrant tea, and a few friends sit around and talk about what they like, which is actually a good pastime. It's just that Siyuan has already decided that this Zuo Mingxuan is the initiator of those tragic cases, so although he has a smile on his face, his heart is very awkward.

"Come on, clean window. Take a look at the recipe that this little friend brought. ”

Zuo Mingxuan took the note written by the fox, nodded heavily before he could read it carefully, and said three times in a row: "Okay, good!" Good word! Good rhyme! Good bones! Just looking at this word is from the hands of famous artists, especially Wang Xizhi! ”

Siyuan wiped his face, when the fox was writing this thing with a brush, Siyuan still felt that his writing was too flirtatious, and he couldn't tell what it meant if he didn't look carefully...... So he really couldn't figure out how such a thing could still beat Wang Xizhi?

"This little friend has asked him to come, and I would like to meet this great power."

Zuo Mingxuan touched his chin and sank on the formula, as if he hadn't heard Lao Fu at all, just looked at the words in Fangzi's mouth, and Siyuan could only vaguely hear a few words, what "wonderful", "evil", "charming", etc., could not be connected to a complete sentence at all.

After a while, the wooden door creaked open, and the fox walked in with a cold and noble face shaking a paper fan, walked straight to the empty chairman, removed the stool and sat down, without any politeness or self-consciousness.

However, everyone in the room was firmly attracted by the fox's appearance, and did not care about his arrogant and rude behavior. It was the fox, and he raised his voice: "Huh? Is it good-looking? ”

"Rude ......and rude," Lao Fu hurriedly apologized to the fox: "I'm just surprised that this good word and this spiritual recipe actually came from such a young wonderful person." ”

Young Your Granny Legs...... Siyuan scolded secretly in his heart, and said in his heart that your ancestors have not been as old as foxes for several eighteen generations, and you dare to praise people for being young, it's really funny.

Different from Lao Fu's sycophant, Zuo Mingxuan sat next to him and stared at the fox all the time, just like a rich man who was greedy for money saw a box of glowing jewels, and like an old bachelor who saw a spider spirit swimming naked in the river, in short, if that look at Siyuan, he would definitely be able to suffocate him.

"Look!" The fox snapped and retracted the fan in his hand: "What's the courtesy!" ”

Zuo Mingxuan actually turned a deaf ear to the fox's rebuke, he was so excited that he trembled all over, and even wanted to reach out and touch the smooth white skin on the fox's face!

"Bold!"

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the fox hit Zuo Mingxuan's hand heavily with a fan, and the pain made him suddenly come back to his senses, but he still looked at the fox in a daze, and said continuously: "Perfect...... It's perfect...... That's what perfection is...... That's the perfection I wanted! ”

Siyuan leaned back in his chair and whispered to Lao Fu, "He's going to be unlucky." ”

Sure enough, the fox frowned, and quickly unfolded the fan and slapped Zuo Mingxuan's face, and when this fan went down, Zuo Mingxuan's face was swollen at that time, so Lao Fu hurriedly went up to protect him, and apologized to the fox while making a fuss: "He's like this, he's an idiot." It's no wonder that he is really a beautiful person in the world, forgive me. ”

The fox likes to be praised the most, and he immediately laughed faintly at this praise, but the tone still has to be done enough, he knocked the fan in his hand, raised his head slightly, lowered his eyelids, and looked at Zuo Mingxuan and Lao Fu with contemptuous eyes: "Self-respect." ”

"Yes, yes, it's not right."

After speaking, Lao Fu shook and pinched Zuo Mingxuan, and it took a long time to get Zuo Mingxuan out of a state of hysteria, and after he woke up, he got up and bowed to the fox and toasted tea, and said a full set of apologies over and over again, and praised the fox from beginning to end, almost This thing should only be in the sky, how many times can the world find it, so that the fox suddenly became angry, and generously forgave this guy.

However, in this process, Siyuan has been staring at Zuo Mingxuan's eyes, because the light in his eyes that makes people tremble but wants to look at it twice is too weird, just like the picture in a horror movie, terrifying but people can't help but stop and watch.

The time gradually came to noon, less than two hours before the heaviest moment of yang energy at three o'clock in the afternoon, Zuo Mingxuan proposed to invite guests to dinner to make amends to the fox, but the fox was like an arrow, and just wanted to get the spices early and go to retreat. And Zuo Mingxuan seemed to be determined to please the fox, so he brought all the rare spices he treasured from home.

The fox was not polite, although there were still a few on the list, but he didn't care at all, he took as much as he wanted, and after taking it, he waved his sleeves like a prostitute and rode away.

When Zuo Mingxuan chased him out, where could he still find the trace of the fox, and even with Siyuan had disappeared, but he was not disappointed at all, he looked at the sky silently, and a strange smile slowly appeared on his face.

And Siyuan was actually standing on the roof of their building with the fox, looking down from above: "Fox, do you see something?" ”

"The stench, the smell is incredible." The fox took two deep breaths: "If it weren't for you, I would clean him up." ”

"You really take care of me." Siyuan leaned against the pillar: "The stench you said is the stench of corpses?" ”

"Nope." The fox looked up at the sky: "But in the end, it's abnormal, you can solve it yourself." I'm leaving. ”

As soon as the words fell, Siyuan's eyes flickered, and he found that he was already at the door of the house, but the fox was nowhere to be found, leaving only the fragrance that could not be dispersed on Siyuan's body.

Siyuan leaned against the trunk of the tree at the door, looking ahead with burning eyes, although the fox didn't have time today, so there was no way to make a fuss with the fox, but judging from Zuo Mingxuan's expression and the fox saying that there was a foul smell on his body, no matter which aspect, the problem on Zuo Mingxuan's body was becoming more and more obvious. Evidence? Siyuan is not a policeman, he wants a fart evidence, as long as it can be determined that Zuo Mingxuan did it, Siyuan has to perform his duties, as for proving guilt and innocence, this is not within Siyuan's scope of responsibility.

He thought for a while and took out the phone: "Chen Ming, there is new progress, take me to visit a police uncle." ”

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I didn't have a good rest yesterday, but today I have a terrible headache, and the feel is not very good, so it's even more of a chapter. I wish you all eternal happiness and longevity.