The shop is small, but it is very clean and exquisite, with a hollow wooden partition dividing several areas, hanging calligraphy and paintings, and a low table and cushions inside, bamboo curtains half-rolled, and tulle hanging down, looming.

Lu Yanran lifted the tulle and walked in, and after a closer look, she found that those calligraphy and paintings were all authentic works that were hard to find.

A small shop without a signboard sold a piece of cake at a sky-high price of one or two silver, not only did not suffer criticism for this, but orders were lined up three days later. Regardless of what other transactions are behind this, just being able to gain a foothold here alone is enough to prove that Mu Hefeng is very skilled.

Lu Yanran had received his letter, and the other party's words were full of excitement, but she never thought that she had died in the dark and damp dungeon, under the treacherous methods she was most familiar with, before she had personally tasted the food he had made, and had not seen what kind of career he had done.

In the end, the first thing she came to find was this little fat man Mu Hefeng who was thrown out by her.

The world makes people.

Lu Yanran sat on the cushion and looked down at the corner of the table, where a red lotus was blooming arrogantly, and the stamens in the middle were as bright as blood.

After about two quarters of an hour, the closed door slammed open, and the sound of hurried footsteps hit the eardrums.

"Yes......"

Mu Hefeng lifted the veil that covered him, and the moment he saw her, the surprise on his face quickly dropped to freezing, and even his eyes had a little killing intent, "Where did you know these rules!" ”

Lu Yanran raised her eyes and looked at it, forgetting her reaction for a while, is this still the white and pure little fat man?

The person in front of her was thin, with a beard on his lips, a cold and hard face, and a dark complexion, completely different from the person she remembered.

Seeing that she was silent, Mu Hefeng thought that he was frightened by himself, lifted his robe and sat down opposite her, carefully unfolded the folded paper and pushed it in front of her, and suppressed the excitement in his heart, "Who wrote this word?" ”

"Seeing Words Like Me"

The four words are written in the center, and the font is beautiful, but they are all missing. The copper coin was pressed on the "mouth" of the word "I", which means that the mouth is made with wealth, and everything is known.

Lu Yanran didn't answer, but asked, "That person said that the shopkeeper here is a fat man." Don't lie to me. ”

"That was seven fucking years ago!" Mu Hefeng snorted, a touch of impatience flashed between his eyebrows, and he got straight to the point, "Bai Ran, tell me who that person is, the affairs of the Ouyang family, Lao Tzu will calm you down!" ”

"It's unfortunate, I don't know." Lu Yanran sighed, not surprised that the other party could recognize his identity at a glance.

The clothes can only cover the face, but not the body, she comes openly, but also can't hide her whereabouts, if there is no sensitivity, this little fat man has died at the beginning of being thrown out by her, "But the man said, seeing it is like seeing the Lord, everything you want, you can't follow it, may I ask if it is true or false?" ”

Mu Kazufeng pursed his lips, his eyes were sharp, and his handsome face was gloomy.

Lu Yanran was not afraid at all, sighed in disappointment, and got up, "Since this is not the case, then ......"

Ki and the wind pressed the airway, "It's true. What do you want to ask? ”

Lu Yanran sat down again, and her tone became brisk, "Does the Ouyang family have any guests staying for a long time recently?" ”

"Ouyang family?" Mu Hefeng pondered for a moment and said, "Two people came to Banyue, saying that they were distant relatives, and they came to join in the middle of the road. Not many people know about this matter, but the two of them are treated very well in the Ouyang family and have a good status. ”