"Boss Cheng, wait a minute, let's go to 'Yipinzhai' first, and then please lead us to Yan Guangbei."

"Okay, you go first, I'll be at your disposal at any time."

After leaving the "Sanmingtang", the three of them went to the "Yipinzhai".

Tan Yipin warmly received the three people, and when he knew Ouyang Ping's intention, he took the initiative to explain the fact of purchasing eleven cultural relics from Wang Changcai. As for the Han Dynasty relics, he had never even seen a shadow of them - and he had never heard of anyone in the circle receiving Han Dynasty relics.

Tan Yipin also took the initiative to hand over the eleven funeral goods that Wang Changcai sold to him, because he liked these cultural relics too much, so he never made a move. He was even glad that he hadn't made a big mistake after all, and once this kind of thing was struck, it was almost impossible to recover it.

Tan Yipin will change his mistakes and return when he is lost, which should be a gratifying thing.

After leaving "Yipinzhai", Wang Changcai led three people to walk through the streets, and ten minutes later, Wang Changcai stopped at an alley.

On the wall on the right side of the alley entrance is an iron sign with white characters on a blue background, which reads "No. 287-293 Zhima Lane".

"Captain Ouyang, the house number of Cai Zuomei's house, I don't know, but it must be in this alley, the name is right, I don't know, his right leg is a little lame. Ask, and you will know. Wang Changcai said.

Han Lingling walked to a pickle shop on the left side of the alley. Inside the counter sat a female saleswoman.

"Excuse me, comrade, I want to ask you about someone."

The other party glanced at Han Lingling lazily, and when she saw the uniform Han Lingling was wearing, she still stood up: "Comrade, who do you want to inquire?" ”

"Does Cai Zuomei live in this alley?"

"No, there are four families living in this alley, and there is no one surnamed Cai, and I have not heard of this person."

Cai Zuomei may be a pseudonym.

"So, is there a lame man in these four households?"

"There is one lame man, his surname is Chai, and his name is Chai Youjin."

"Excuse me—how many numbers does this Chai live in?"

"No. 291. He's not at home, and I just saw him go out -- to the east end of the street. ”

After thanking the saleswoman, the five of them walked into a villain bookstore not far from the entrance of the alley - the villain bookstore was about fifty or sixty meters away from the entrance of the alley.

The owner of the villain bookstore was not there, there was no one inside, Liu Dayu put a dollar on the counter, and then took a few villain books, and several people sat on the bench and read it.

The only thing that can be done now is to be patient.

A few minutes later, an old man of about sixty years old walked from the back of the villain's bookstore, he walked to the counter, looked at the dollar placed on the counter, and then looked at the uniforms on the comrades: "Comrade, who are you waiting for!" ”

"You've guessed right, sir, we're waiting for someone." Han Lingling said.

"You are on official business, you can sit for as long as you want, and you don't need money to read." The old gentleman handed a piece of money to Han Lingling's hand.

"Old gentleman, don't be polite, you can accept the money."

"I can't collect this money, I have a retirement salary, I open a villain bookstore, I have nothing to do, and I don't expect it to eat." The old gentleman was very stubborn, and he stuffed a dollar into Han Lingling's pocket.