Ye Fuxun blinked, with an innocent look on his face. Her movements just now were really fast. Since the shopkeeper had no martial arts skills, he must not have seen her movements clearly, so Ye Fuxun looked very calm.
He even made a gesture of stepping forward to support the shopkeeper and said, "shopkeeper, what's wrong with you? It's okay, right?"
It seemed that the handsome young man in front of him had good intentions, but the shopkeeper felt a chill in his heart for no reason.
He quickly took two steps back to avoid Ye Fuxun's hand to support him, while shaking his head and saying: "Nothing, nothing, I guess I accidentally twisted my hand just now, it's old."
As he spoke, the shopkeeper rubbed his wrist, his whole face twisted in pain, it really hurt.
Ye Fuxun chuckled and said, "Then you have to be careful and don't bump into each other."
The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly: "Thank you for your concern, young master. I will pay attention to it. Yesterday, I did not treat you well. I have asked the waiter to arrange an upper room for you. Do you have any other instructions? Just say it.
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Ye Fuxun was a little surprised that such a place actually had the so-called Shangfang, but it was obviously not the focus at this time.
In order to avoid attracting attention, Ye Fuxun prepared a lot of copper coins. It is most normal for people to use copper coins. He also gave copper coins to the waiter. Although giving a sling was definitely more, logically speaking, the shopkeeper would not be disappointed.
It's only right to be so diligent.
Ye Fuxun pursed his lips and smiled, patting the baggage he had thrown casually on the bedside. It was obviously a little flat: "Shopkeeper, my baggage is very empty. It is not full of money."
The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and said with an apologetic smile: "Don't worry, sir, even if your bag is full of white money, I won't dare to accept your money."
Ye Fuxun had some doubts on her face. She was sure that her identity had not been exposed. This place was not within Yunyuan Pavilion's sphere of influence. The shopkeeper must not know her true identity.
"Why don't you dare to collect money when doing business? Can't you do good deeds?"
The shopkeeper smiled hurriedly and said: "I didn't know before that you are an honored guest of the Zhen family. The young master is a good friend of Mr. Zhen. It is a blessing for me to serve the young master. Please don't refuse, young master."
After hearing the shopkeeper's words, the people outside looked at Ye Fuxun with admiration and scrutiny in their eyes, as if they were in disbelief.
Ye Fuxun was convinced that none of the people he knew believed in Zhen, and was stunned when he heard this.
The shopkeeper saw the confused look on Ye Fuxun's face and said, "Mr. Zhen's name is Zhen Changtong. He belongs to a well-known wealthy family in our neighborhood. He is also highly virtuous and prestigious.
I didn't know before that you were here to see Mr. Zhen. The young master has eyesight but cannot see Taishan. You don't want to be as knowledgeable as the young master."
Ye Fuxun has never even heard of this name!
She smiled and said: "How did you know that I am here to see Mr. Zhen?"
The shopkeeper quickly said: "People from the Zhen family came early this morning. They told me to serve the young master well. They also said that all the young master's expenses will be charged to the Zhen family's account, and that the young master is a guest of the Zhen family."
Ye Fuxun raised his eyebrows, thinking that the Zhen family was quite interesting. After pondering for a moment, he said, "How to get to the Zhen family?"
Hearing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly made gestures on the table for a while. Ye Fuxun secretly wrote down what he was about to say. The shopkeeper quickly said: "Young master, hurry up and have breakfast. This porridge and snacks are all bought from the town."
Yes, it needs to be served while it's hot, as it won't taste good once it cools down.
I will not disturb the two young masters from their meal now, and go to greet the guests downstairs."
After saying that, the shopkeeper turned around and left quickly. Ye Fuxun walked to the door, looked at the shopkeeper's back thoughtfully, and found that his muscles were tense, obviously due to nervousness. Ye Fuxun squinted his eyes and closed the door with his backhand.
Close.
Yan Feiru had already brought over a bowl of porridge and was drinking the side dishes. When he saw Ye Fuxun walking over, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect you have friends all over the world."
Although he said envious words, his tone was clearly one of gloating over his misfortune.
Ye Fuxun sighed and said, "Is this the trouble you mentioned?"
What the shopkeeper said was a lie at first glance. Since Ye Fuxun was here to find the Zhen family, how could he not even know where the Zhen family was.
The shopkeeper seemed to be waiting for her to ask so that he could tell her where the Zhen family was. It was obvious that someone behind the scenes had told the shopkeeper to say this.
Yan Feiru said slowly: "Maybe. Have you forgotten what you said yesterday?"
Ye Fuxun suddenly remembered the malicious gaze he felt in the restaurant. As for what he said...
The corner of her mouth twitched: "Isn't it just that I said a few bad words about Nao Shizi, the martial arts supreme? It's not that big of a deal."
Yan Feiru seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Maybe."
Ye Fuxun almost no longer expected to get any useful information from Yan Feiru. She sighed resignedly and said: "Isn't that person a member of the Hundred Martial Alliance?
But the shopkeeper didn't look like he was being coerced, he probably just wanted to lure me to the Zhen family."
Although I don't know whether she is an enemy or a friend, it is always right to be careful. Maybe the Zhen family has set up a dragnet and is waiting for her to fall into it.
However, Ye Fuxun was not afraid at all, but was actually a little eager to try.
Recently, she has gained a lot of insights from practicing the Bingjia Martial Arts. The test of the shopkeeper just now was just something she had thought about in her mind without practicing it, but when she actually did it, it was as smooth as clouds and flowing water. This shows that this Bingjia
The martial arts scriptures are indeed magical.
Yan Feiru rarely swallowed, but chewed slowly. Seeing that Ye Fuxun had made up his mind, he asked: "When do you plan to go?"
Ye Fuxun stuffed the dry food into his bag, took the spoon and drank the porridge slowly, saying: "Don't be in a hurry, it's still early, take your time."
As he spoke, he also deliberately raised his voice, as if he was speaking specifically to others.
The soundproofing of this room was indeed not very good. Old God Ye Fuxun was using the breakfast provided and smiled secretly.
She was showing that the other side was hiding it, and the other side was obviously anxious to get her into the game, but Ye Fuxun just kept the other side hanging, letting the other side wait and worry. The more anxious the other side was, the more advantageous it was to her.
Although Ye Fuxun appeared to be carefree on the surface, secretly he was holding his breath and concentrating, carefully feeling every breath in the station to see if there was any suspicious presence.
After searching every corner, Ye Fuxun slowly put down the tea cup. It seemed that the man was no longer in the inn.
The shopkeeper, on the other hand, walked around the door several times, as if she couldn't hear the footsteps. The shopkeeper of the inn became anxious. It seemed that those people were contacted through the shopkeeper.
After noticing the innkeeper's anxiety, Ye Fuxun's smile deepened and his hand movements became slower and more leisurely. It was not until almost noon that Ye Fuxun carried the baggage and led Yan Feiru downstairs slowly.
I saw the shopkeeper standing behind the counter, looking at me eagerly, but seemed to be trying his best to hide his emotions, and just smiled and said: "Sir, where are you going?"