There is a thick layer of dust in the Maohe Chamber of Commerce store.

The spider happily spun its web to catch mosquitoes. There was only a dusty-looking aisle in the middle of the house leading to the back door. After hesitating for a long time, Bai Bai finally walked into the store that looked like a dusty ancient tomb. The thermal sensor found that there was an infrared heat source in the backyard.

, there are only two big living people.

Squeak~

Opening the back door, Bai Yujun found that he seemed to be back in the southern wilderness forest.

The weeds in the backyard are taller than people. Maybe they are flowering trees such as bonsai. Now their canopy covers the patio or even bears fruit. Only a stone path in the middle of the yard is not submerged, and a young man is struggling to pound rice.

"..."

Bai Yujun was a little speechless. The door was blocked to the point where he could grind rice to be self-sufficient. He had been guarded for at least a year, right? If there was a pond in the backyard, he would probably plant rice for spring plowing and autumn harvest.

He took off his straw hat and carried it behind his back. He coughed to remind the man to say hello.

"Hmm, who is the person in charge of the Maohe Chamber of Commerce gathering in Gushan? I want to inquire about some things."

The rice-pounding man paused and looked at Bai Yujun indifferently. He opened his mouth to say something out of reflex. He might have thought that those people outside were looking for trouble and wanted to curse. Unexpectedly, it was a good-looking girl who stopped cursing immediately. Her thoughts were boring and short.

In a short period of time, I tossed and turned my head several times and continued pounding rice.

"The fat man is in the living room, and I am the long-term worker in the store."

"Thank you..."

Walking around the weeds and fruit trees towards the living room, the courtyard, where cars and horses can usually be parked, is full of life. There is a well in the corner. Many washed clothes are dried by the well, and two chickens are pulling bugs in the grass. What a pity.

If a store in a good location is in Bai Yujun's hands, it will at least provide many, many better oil-paper umbrellas.

The sun was shining brightly, and the living room with the door open was dim. Dust could be seen floating in the light shining into the room.

Crossing the high threshold, Bai Yujun squinted his eyes to adjust to the dim light in the hall. He saw a person sleeping soundly in the messy room filled with firewood. There were no chairs or tables. They might have been sold for money to buy rice.

, a skinny man was lying on the mat, sleeping soundly. The quilt mat was like walnuts that had been in the hands of an antique connoisseur for ten years. It was as shiny as a beggar.

Where is the fat man? Is there a special talent that can evade the induction?

"I'm looking for Fatty, the person in charge of the Gushan Meeting of the Maohe Chamber of Commerce. May I ask where he is."

The man on the shabby mat was a little impatient when he was woken up, or he was often asked about his ability to break jars and smashed them, and he yelled and cursed in a daze.

"I'm just a fat man! Fat man, I've been so starved by you bastards that my front and back are so thin! I've already told you that I'm just a shabby shopkeeper who doesn't know anything. Don't you bother asking me every day?"

Turning around, the thin man was stunned.

"..."

"..."

Bai Yujun didn't expect that this man who looked like dry wood would actually be called a fat man. It was so cruel to starve a person from a fat man to a thin man. Sure enough, people should not be weighed by their appearance.

The fat man didn't expect that the person who came to inquire today would be a good-looking girl. When he thought that he had not gone to Gushan Jiliu Lane for a long time to have fun, he immediately became energetic. He quickly spit a few mouthfuls to fix his hair and wiped it with his greasy and shiny sleeves that had not been washed for a long time.

The face and the clean clothes beside the emotional well belong to the long-term worker.

The carp straightened up and stood up, putting on a playful smile.

"I've met the girl. I'm so polite. I don't know what the girl wants to ask. I must have nothing to hide. It's just that... I need to pay a certain price in exchange for my information. Hehe, there is no one here who is worse than us going to the cloud together. Wushan?”

Whoosh!

Click~ The sword flashed, and a hole was cut in the stone tiles on the ground!

"Speak well and be reasonable."

A certain Jiao had a cold expression on his face, and the straight and horizontal knife in his hand shone with cold light. The fat man's back was covered in cold sweat, his calves were trembling, he was trembling, and his speech was unclear and speechless.

"I... I see that the female hero is full of heaven and earth, and she must be... a hero of the rivers and lakes... The adults do not remember the faults of the villains..."

The corner of Bai Yujun's mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to kill this smooth-talking man with a knife.

"Do you have any records of the entry and exit of cargo caravans here? I want to find someone. He probably went to Jiuli for trade the year before last and brought back a lot of property."

"The caravan trade book contains all the entry and exit records of the Maohe Chamber of Commerce in the past few years. The book is in the accounting room..."

"Which room? No one took it away?"

Bai Yujun is worried that the Maohe Chamber of Commerce will be rectified and materials will be taken away.

"Those guys have no interest in the books. They just want to clean up the boss. They spend all their money and stuff and block the door every day. The heroine can rest assured that all the books are there."

Ugh~ Heng Dao returned to its sheath, and his face looked much better.

"Here is the heroine, please~"

"Be careful of the steps~slow down~"

The fat man led the way diligently and swept away the cobwebs while nodding and bending down, just like a real shopkeeper. The long-term rice grinder in the courtyard curled his lips and mocked the fat man for being shameless. This pair of superiors and subordinates was really a treasure.

When he came to a door, the fat man pushed it open. Then, he didn't let Bai Yujun in and didn't make any move. He stood blankly at the door with cold sweat on his back. The clothes on his back were soon wet, and his legs and legs were shaking even more.

He slowly turned his head, his smile uglier than crying, and looked at the rice pounder.

"Aniu! Where are the books in the accounting room?"

The long-term worker who asked A Niu stopped what he was doing to wipe the sweat from his forehead and cursed coldly.

"You're a plague shopkeeper! The book was moved away by Mr. Lan last month! When did you take care of things while you were sleeping all day long! Who is the shopkeeper between us? If you can't make money by working under you, no one will.

Be free! Son of a bitch!"

The fat man smiled awkwardly and looked at the heroine in fear, fearing that the evil god would draw his sword again.

Bai Yujun frowned.

"Who is Mr. Lan and where is he?"

"Mr. Lan is the manager of the Shen family's Jiuli business in Gushanji. He is called "Mr." because he once won the imperial examination. He lives in the Shen family's chamber of commerce in the north of Gushanji. The heroine must be careful, because that's all.

These vicious people!"

Without looking back and waving his hands, he walked straight through the messy garden back to the shop, stepped on the face of an unconscious strong man and left.

There are a lot of influencers in Gushan Jinai, a major trade town between the Central Plains and Jiuli. This fat guy is not a good guy. He probably wants to take advantage of a dog biting a dog. Little does he know that one of them is Jiao, but the book is definitely not in the Shen family chamber of commerce.

Wrong, the so-called Mr. Lan probably won't be interested in these records. I hope he won't burn the album.

When he came to the street, he put down his straw hat and bowed his head to leave.

Passing by a shop selling women's skirts, I went in and slipped in silently. Yingying Yanyan changed into a common skirt in Gushanji, changed her hair accessories into a gauze scarf to cover her face, and left holding the sword she had trophied many years ago.

After walking around for a while, we found the location of the Shen Family Chamber of Commerce. Seeing that it was still early, we simply ran to the market for a stroll.

At night.

A man in black sneaked into the Shen Family Chamber of Commerce without a trace. He evaded the martial arts masters who were watching the night and went straight to the accounting room. After searching for a long time, he found the account book of the Maohe Chamber of Commerce. It took nearly an hour to find the records of the previous year and find something suspicious.

The desk and chair were too high and I was too short. I had to put Mr. Lan's body under my feet to feel the right height.

"On the sixth day of March, a caravan entered the Southern Wilderness carrying 500 kilograms of salt and earned twenty pack horses. The details are unknown..."

"The person in charge, Pan Xiong..."

Tear off the pages, close the booklet and put it back in place to erase the traces.
Chapter completed!