Tang Ji lazily leaned against the bedside, holding a brown-wrapped book in his hand, with a very surprised expression on his face.
He lay on the table and touched the fish for a while before feeling a little bored. There happened to be many historical materials on the cabinet behind the desk, so he casually took down a few to read.
I didn't know this, and I was shocked when I saw it.
According to the records in these historical books, this fictional world is very distorted. Many dynasties have been added or shortened for a period of time, especially the Qin Dynasty, which actually existed for more than three hundred years. It is really a big departure. Qin Shihuang
If I knew it, I would probably be able to laugh out of my dreams.
Affected by time, many things have undergone subtle changes. The most intuitive one is that the pork industry has matured in this world ahead of time, but many classics have disappeared in the long river of history. It can be regarded as a mutual benefit and disadvantage!
Tang Ji put down the history book in his hand, rubbed his brows, stood up and walked out of the house.
He swung his arms to relax for a while in the corridor upstairs. When he saw the clerk coming up from the stairs, he asked casually: "Brother, what time is it now?"
The waiter A Niu quickly recognized the other party and quickly bowed and said: "This is Mr. Tang, the time has just passed!"
It’s too late?
Then it’s time to apply!
get off work!
Tang Ji said a few polite words to the other party, then turned around and closed the door of his room, turned around and walked towards the first floor.
Just as he was about to step out of the door, a voice from behind called him to stop.
"Mr. Tang, where are you going?" Qi Zheng walked to the door.
Tang Ji took a deep breath. He really didn't want to talk to this old man, but he still adjusted his expression, showed a smile, turned around and said, "Deacon Qi, aren't you going home yet?"
"Go home? It's not yet time to close the door. Why go home?" Qi Zheng asked with a confused look on his face.
Tang Ji was also a little confused. Could it be that even off-duty time was a privilege given by Yue Shuhua?
He coughed lightly, waved his hand and said, "Shopkeeper Yue told me that I can leave as soon as Shen Shi passes. See you tomorrow, Deacon Qi!"
In order to prevent the old man from making things difficult for him again, Tang Ji said hello and ran out of the house.
"Hey, you! You, you, you... That's unreasonable!" Qi Zheng was so angry that his beard stood up. They were busy until Youshi every day, and they had never heard of closing the door to thank customers at Shenshi.
Zhu Linyuan, who came next, looked calm and comforted in a low voice: "Lao Qi, isn't this just right? Leave early for no reason. Wait for the shopkeeper to come back and see how he explains it. I'm afraid he won't even be able to keep the third accounting office!"
"Hmph! How can such an unruly person stay in our Jianghai Chamber of Commerce!" Qi Zheng waved his sleeves and returned to the counter with an angry face.
After Tang Ji went out, he planned to run all the way back. Unexpectedly, Yue Shuhua had already taken care of his transportation to and from get off work, and assigned a carriage specially for him. He opened the side curtain and took a look at the sky. Seeing that it was still early, he thought for a moment. Pan, ordered: "Send me to Zhao's Pharmacy first!"
"Yes!" the coachman responded, controlling the horse's rope to turn into another street.
...
After a long time, the carriage turned from the commercial street into a street and stopped in front of an old shop.
Tang Ji walked out of the carriage carrying the small gifts he bought on the road. He looked up at the plaque and made sure that he had found the right place before walking in.
The light in this store is not very good, so candles are lit at the entrance. There are no too bright decorations, and all visible furniture is paulownia wood. The most attractive thing is naturally the medicine shelves placed in the main hall.
A strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine penetrated Tang Ji's nose, making him sneeze.
The middle-aged man sitting behind the side table who was treating patients glanced at him, pointed to the chairs placed beside the stone pillars in the hall, and reminded: "Master, wait a moment!"
Tang Ji rubbed his nose, walked up quickly, and said with a smile: "Doctor, may I ask if Zhao Yunyun can live here?"
Hearing the other party say his daughter's name, Zhao Minggui raised his head and asked somewhat cautiously: "Do you have anything to do with my daughter?"
"Your love saved my life a few days ago, and I'm here to express my gratitude today." Tang Ji briefly explained what happened that day.
After Zhao Minggui listened, he quickly examined the patient and took him into the back hall.
"Xiuzhu, Yunyun, a guest is coming." Zhao Minggui shouted towards the room.
Hearing the sound, the fat woman walked out of the house impatiently: "The soul is calling in broad daylight, who is here?"
When the little girl who followed later saw Tang Ji, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly and exposed her two dimples. She ran up to him with small steps and said in a sweet voice: "Brother, you are not dead!"
"Yunyun, what are you talking about!" Zhao Minggui was well-informed. The first time he saw Tang Ji, he classified him as a person who was either rich or noble. He quickly stopped his daughter to prevent her from annoying him.
After listening to her daughter's words, Cheng Xiuzhu also thought of what happened that day. If she had known that the other party was not a beggar, she should have reached out to help in time. Maybe she could also take the opportunity to make a fortune, and shook her head with some pity.
Tang Ji didn't know what they were thinking. Instead, he took out a candied haws from his back, walked to her and squatted down, saying softly: "You left two steamed buns for your brother that day. This is what your brother repays to you!"
Zhao Yunyun glanced at Zhao Minggui and saw that her father was silent, so she reached out and took it, not forgetting to say thank you: "Thank you, brother!"
Tang Ji gently stroked her head, then handed the gift in his hand to Cheng Xiuzhu and said, "Sister, did you see anyone else around me that day?"
"No!" Cheng Xiuzhu replied categorically, then looked at the sky and recalled: "I took my daughter back to my parents' house that day. When I passed by the alley, I saw you in it. Later, because it was going to rain,
, I just dragged my daughter away, I didn’t mean not to save the young master!”
Hearing this, Tang Ji lowered his head silently. It seemed that the killer left directly after killing the original owner.
Zhao Minggui stood there for a moment. Seeing Tang Ji come to his senses, he raised his hand and made an invitation gesture: "Master, come in and have a cup of tea."
"Oh, I still have something to do, so I won't bother you anymore and go ahead." Tang Ji politely returned the greeting, then turned and left.
After returning home, he still has to ask Sun Yufu to help him investigate, otherwise he will still feel uneasy.
Zhao Minggui didn't say much and followed behind him: "I'll see the young master off."
Zhao Yunyun, who was licking the candied haws on a stick, thought of something and hurriedly extended her hand to Cheng Xiuzhu and said, "Mom, where is that brother's stuff? Why don't you give it back to him?"
Cheng Xiuzhu had already opened the gifts and found that they were all worthless things. She quickly reached out and covered her daughter's mouth: "Shh! What is it? We didn't see it. The man was well-dressed but so stingy. This jade pendant fell in his eyes."
It must not be worth a lot of money, otherwise I would have asked just now!"
Immediately, she raised her eyes and looked at the hall in front of her. After confirming that Tang Ji had indeed left, she took out the cyan jade pendant from her sleeve, touched it twice, then put it back, planning to pawn it at a pawn shop in a few days!