He walked to the back of the counter, took the abacus of the account book, checked them one by one, in his drawer, at this moment, a small figure was lying quietly in it, although it was a simple portrait painting, the painting person had a very thick foundation, and it could be called a Danqing skill.

The facial features of the person on the painting are vivid, like a real person, and below the portrait, there are four small characters written, the ultimate kill, and the person on the painting is the face of Jinyu who has just left.

Jiang Lanqing and his entourage rushed to the chicken feather shop at about eight o'clock, the door of the chicken feather shop was closed, the carriage stopped steadily, Shi Wenxi's coachman uncle went to knock on the door, and Jiang Lanqing and the two were waiting in the car.

In the middle of the night, the wooden door slowly opened with a "creak", and a young man came out, he looked at the eldest uncle, but did not speak.

The eldest uncle said that he wanted to stay in the hotel, and the young man looked at the carriage, and then opened the door completely and asked the eldest uncle to drive the car in.

The carriage drove into the courtyard of the chicken feather shop and stopped, Jiang Lanqing and Yang Shumiao got out of the car, and the three followed the young man into the store.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Lanqing was attracted by the furnishings in the room, there were several wooden tables and benches around, there was a hearth in the center, and there was firewood burning in it, and the firelight reflected the room very brightly, and the light in the room was also very bright without lighting, simple, but it made people feel very warm and comfortable.

The eldest uncle had been walking in the rain, and his body was already soaked, and when he saw the fire, he walked straight over to roast the fire.

The young man looked at Jiang Lanqing and the two, although he was young, he was also well-informed, and knew who was the one who spoke, and he waited for Jiang Lanqing and Yang Shumiao to speak with a light smile.

Jiang Lanqing and Yang Shumiao didn't eat until three o'clock, and they weren't too hungry, but the eldest uncle hadn't eaten until noon, so Jiang Lanqing asked the eldest uncle what he wanted to eat.

The eldest uncle looked flattered, he was just a long-term worker, he didn't think that Jiang Lanqing would respect him, he hurriedly waved his hand, just feel free.

Even so, Jiang Lanqing still ordered two meat and one vegetarian. The boy made a note and turned around and went into the back kitchen to cook.

There were a few small stools on the side of the hearth, and the three of them sat around the hearth, and the poplar sapling looked around, feeling the quietness of the chicken feather shop, she said curiously: "Sister Qing, won't there be just a few of us in the whole store?" ”

Jiang Lanqing didn't know, so he shook his head.

After a while, the young man brought a plate of fried shredded lean pork with vegetables, put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, walked up to the three of them, and made a gesture of please.

Jiang Lanqing asked for two taels of liquor for the eldest uncle, and the young man quickly called the wine to put it down, gesturing for them to use it first.

Jiang Lanqing realized that from the time the three of them entered the door until now, the young man had not said a word, and it seemed that he couldn't speak, but she could see that the young man could hear them.

As a doctor, she wants to see the situation of the teenager, but if she says that she wants to see others, it is a bit too abrupt.

I happened to see the kind-hearted Yunxiu when she entered the door, and she said, "Why didn't you see the boss lady?" ”

The boy was slightly surprised, and then smiled and pointed to the backyard.

"I want to meet the hostess, is it convenient?" Jiang Lanqing wanted to thank Yunxiu, but yesterday, fortunately, Yunxiu gave her two steamed buns and let her hold on to today, otherwise she would have starved to death.

The young man thought about it and gestured a few times, meaning that he was going to call someone, Jiang Lanqing smiled and thanked him.

The eldest uncle was a little hungry, Jiang Lanqing asked him to eat with chopsticks, and when he went out, he didn't have to talk about those courtesies.

Yang Shumiao didn't know about Yunxiu's gift of steamed buns, Jiang Lanqing told her, and she also wanted to meet the kind-hearted Yunxiu.