At the teahouse, through Yiyi’s narration, the scene of Zhou Yuan entering the shop was presented to Yang Zhen.

【Green Plant Store】

Zhou Yuan: What green plants do you have in your store? Take them out and take a look.

Guy: Sir, please come this way! Sir, please look, these are rock pine, Nanzhu, lead orchid...

Zhou Yuan: Come on, I think the potted plant in the boy's hand just now is pretty good. What is it?

Guy: That's wintersweet. Wait a minute, I'll get it...

Zhou Yuan: Hmm, that boy looks familiar to me. Is he the young master of the Liu family?

Guy: Huh? Really, I don’t know.

Zhou Yuan: Why, you’re not a regular customer?

Dude: Never seen it before.

Zhou Yuan: Oh!

(Turns around and leaves)

Guy: Sir, this wintersweet...

Zhou Yuan (raising his hand): I forgot to bring my money today, so I won’t read it!

……

After Zhou Yuan left the store, he strolled into a clothing store opposite.

He took one piece of clothing after another and measured it on his body, and let the tailor measure him, but he kept mumbling and not expressing his opinion.

Yang Zhen still didn't understand that this man was observing her with his spiritual consciousness to avoid running into her when he turned the corner.

The spiritual consciousness of a foundation-building monk can be extended to several miles away. Although there is a lot of interference from people coming and going in the busy city, it is still easy to lock a target twenty or thirty feet away.

Very good, Yang Zhen doesn’t want to be too far away from him.

Now that he was paying attention, Yang Zhen simply pretended to be listening to the story in the teahouse, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked like she was addicted to the story.

In my mind, I am thinking about countermeasures.

What does this person want to find out from him by following him all the way?

Is there any way for me to find out what his purpose is?

Maybe...

I can throw a bait out and see what happens when he eats it.

This bait must know me, but it cannot know too much about me.

Who to choose?

Looking at the noisy flow of people outside, Yang Zhen's heart moved, and a candidate appeared in his mind.

Just at this moment, the story ended. He left the money, held the wintersweet, and wandered away.

It's completely like returning home after a long absence and hanging out to relax.

……

Yang Zhen came to the familiar market.

The place is still so lively and the various food stalls are still so tempting.

The uncle selling sesame seed cakes is still humming a ditty.

"Uncle Wu!" Yang Zhen walked towards the ugly man with a smile on her face: "Bring me two sesame cakes!"

"Mr. Yang," the man looked happy when he saw Yang Zhen: "Are you going home for the Chinese New Year?"

While talking, his hands kept moving, and soon two hot sesame seed cakes were delivered over.

Yang Zhen knelt down and placed the potted plant in her hand under the stall. Then she stretched out her two hands, grabbed a piece of sesame seed cake each, and ate it while standing.

While eating, I chatted with Uncle Wu until I had two pieces of sesame seed cakes in my stomach, then I took out two copper coins and said goodbye.

He seemed to have forgotten the wintersweet.

Uncle Wu was so busy that he didn't even notice.

Yang Zhen left the market, walked around a row of houses, sat down at a snack bar facing away from the market, ordered a bunch of food, and started to enjoy it.

With his current level of cultivation and his intestines and stomach after physical training, he can easily eat even if there are several times more food.

This small shop is about forty feet away from Uncle Wu, and it is still within the scope of Yiyi's consciousness. (Note 1:)

He deliberately chatted with Uncle Wu for a while, just to lure Zhou Yuan over.

Based on what he thought, if Zhou Yuan was impatient, he would probably go to the sesame cake stall right now; if he could keep his composure, he might go look for Uncle Wu again at night.

No matter which one it is, with the pot of wintersweet around, their conversation will be heard.

The result did not disappoint him. Only half a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Yuan appeared in front of Uncle Wu.

This guy can't keep his temper! Yang Zhen sneered secretly.

The conversation between the two was again relayed by Yiyi.

【In front of the sesame cake stall】

Zhou Yuan: Big brother, please have a piece of sesame cake.

Uncle Wu: Okay! This brother, one copper coin.

Zhou Yuan (took the sesame cake and stood there to eat it): Hey, do you have a pot of wintersweet here?

Uncle Wu: What? Oh, this is not mine! Let me think about it, it must be Young Master Yang’s, hi!

Zhou Yuan: Young Master Yang? Are you familiar with him?

Uncle Wu: Yes, yes, Mr. Yang is very kind-hearted. He often comes to buy sesame seeds from me...

Zhou Yuan: That’s because your sesame cakes taste good and people like to eat them.

Uncle Wu: Hi! Brother, let me tell you the truth. I know the sesame cakes I make myself, but they taste just like that. He is grateful that I helped him a little bit in the past, so he often comes to take care of my business.

You have a kind heart!

Zhou Yuan: Oh? How did you help him?

Uncle Wu: (omitting some words)...I didn’t think much about it at that time, so I gave him and his partner two sesame cakes...

Zhou Yuan: He also has a partner? Does this partner often come to your place to buy sesame cakes?

Uncle Wu: I came here several times in the past two years, always with Young Master Yang. I don’t seem to have seen him recently.

Zhou Yuan: Maybe you have grown up and you don’t recognize me anymore, haha!

Uncle Wu: How is that possible? That partner of his has a face... Hey, look at my mouth, don’t talk nonsense about others, don’t talk nonsense.

Zhou Yuan: What’s wrong? Is his partner ugly? If so, then the Zhao family wouldn’t want him!

Uncle Wu: The two of them had to share a piece of cake at that time, and they had suffered together. If the Zhao family only had one person, would Young Master Yang be willing?

Zhou Yuan: That’s right. How long has it been since this guy came?

Uncle Wu: It’s been almost a year!

……

Listening to the conversation between the two, Yang Zhen smiled.

This Uncle Wu, everything else is good, but his mouth is a bit broken.

This is exactly what Yang Zhen needs, otherwise if we can't start a conversation, I really don't know what Zhou Yuan wants to ask this time.

Now he has understood. Zhou Yuan seems to be more interested in Tiezhu than himself!

Why is this? What is there about Tiezhu worthy of his investigation?

Yang Zhen was puzzled.

However, no matter why Zhou Yuan is looking for Tiezhu, he must not be found!

This is not only because Tiezhu is his friend, but also because he is working with Chen Fugui.

If Chen Fugui is involved, how should we explain the origin of those spiritual herbs?

If Chen Fugui finds Aunt Fu again, how can we explain the large amount of Xuanyang wood trading?

Yang Zhen knew in her heart that these things about him could not help but be investigated seriously.

The reason why he can make money safely now is because the Zhao family trusts him and does not send anyone to check him.

Otherwise, once exposed to the sun, he will not be able to give a reasonable answer to all these things.

The question before him now is how to deal with Zhou Yuan.

Whether he wants to investigate himself or Tie Zhu.

As long as he keeps following her like this, not to mention that he can't contact Aunt Fu, it is very likely that his secrets will be exposed one by one.

He must find a way to get rid of this Zhou Yuan!

How to start?

Yang Zhen racked her brains.

Slowly, an interlocking plan took shape in his mind.

(Note 1: It is set in this article that if Yiyi directly uses his spiritual consciousness to listen to Zhou Yuan's conversation, he will be noticed by Zhou Yuan because his cultivation is not as good as the other party. But through green plants, there is no such problem.
Chapter completed!