Sun Shou got on the rickshaw and drove all the way to Zhang Qiang's mutton soup stall. When he was approaching Baoheng Bridge, with the keen observation of the agents, it was not difficult to spot the cars under surveillance and the agents disguised as various people.
After a rough count, there were about three cars, four stalls, and no fewer than ten secret agents.
Sun Shou secretly gasped and thought: "Lin Chuang is right to be careful, otherwise, it would be really difficult to deceive the eyes of so many spies."
After crossing Baoheng Bridge, Sun Shou saw two comrades busy with his peripheral vision, and his heart immediately warmed.
He deliberately did not ask the coachman to stop. Instead, after passing the mutton soup stall, he pretended to suddenly find delicious food and asked the coachman to turn back.
This move was also what Lin Chuang had ordered.
Lin Chuang's original words were: "You didn't go to drink mutton soup specifically, but you were pretending to be going somewhere else. Suddenly you saw the mutton soup stall, and you went there on the spur of the moment."
Sun Shou understood that Lin Chuang meant to try not to attract the attention of the spies in details.
So, he did it.
The moment he got out of the car and saw Zhang Qiang, he was a little nervous, and his heart was in his throat. He was afraid that he was pretending to be a woman, and that the enemy would see it, thus ruining Lin Chuang's entire plan.
However, when he sent his hips out first, taking the first step with his waist swinging like a willow, and seeing the eyes of the diners looking at him full of lust, he suddenly strengthened his confidence: "Hey
, I look pretty good pretending to be a woman."
No matter how similar he looks, in the eyes of his comrades who live with him day and night, he is just a layer of window paper.
No, when Zhang Qiang and Liu Deshan saw him, there was no evil intention in their eyes. First they were confused, then filled with joy.
Sun Shou understood that the two of them had recognized him.
"A bowl of soup and a cake."
Sun Shou pinched his throat and spoke in telegraph language, while raising his left hand deliberately.
On the ring finger of his left hand, he wore a ring set with an emerald.
Sun Shou wears this ring on his hand all year round. Even if Zhang Qiang doesn't recognize the person, he will definitely recognize the ring.
"Okay, just wait a moment, I'll be fine soon." Zhang Qiang agreed and gave Sun Shou a knowing look.
Sun Shou sat down and Zhang Qiang served the soup cakes. There was no communication between the two, and Sun Shou just focused on eating.
He deliberately ate slowly and waited until the diner on his left paid and left before he stood up and left.
However, before he stood up, he quickly took out a finger-thick scroll from his coat and stood it on the inside of the table leg.
He moved very quickly, and with the cover of his coat and the fact that he placed it on the inside of the table leg, even if Li Shiqun and others had telescopes, they could not see the scroll.
After he left, Zhang Qiang came over with a tray to clear the table, put the scroll under the tray and took it back to the hut.
When he returned to the hut, he quickly unfolded the scroll and found that it was a painting with pines, rocks and people on it. Zhang Qiang did not recognize what the painting was.
There was a note one finger wide at the end of the scroll. Zhang Qiang quickly opened it and saw a line of words written on it: "You have been exposed. Yan Dongsheng came later and presented this painting to him. After that, chaos broke out. Taking advantage of the chaos,
Fleeing south, someone will help you."
After Zhang Qiang read it, he put the note into his mouth, swallowed it with a "gudong" sound.
After putting the painting away, Zhang Qiang walked outside and quietly told Liu Deshan about Sun Shou's purpose and asked him to prepare to escape.
Liu Deshan nodded and took the opportunity to go back to the house to work and quietly moved a wooden board blocking the south side, revealing a hole that could be drilled by one person.
This hole is the escape route that the two of them have prepared long ago.
After eight o'clock, there were gradually fewer people drinking mutton soup at the stall, but Yan Dongsheng and Yang Luobo were seen walking over with two of their men.
"Oh, Mr. Yan, you haven't been here for a while, haven't you? Please take a seat." Zhang Qiang hurriedly came up to him, with a smile on his face, and bowed.
"I heard that you took the red medicine and white medicine? Come and try it." Yan Dongsheng was very impressed and sat down.
"Just pick it up, it's a complete set."
Zhang Qiang agreed and ordered Liu Deshan to cut the meat. Then he looked around and said in a low voice: "Master Yan, I got a treasure. I just said that I would give it to you at home after closing the stall. Why don't you do it?"
Now that he’s here, you can see that this baby is waiting to recognize his master.”
"Baby? You're a mutton soup cook, what kind of treasure do you have?" Yan Dongsheng didn't believe Zhang Qiang had any treasure and asked with a smile.
"You really have a treasure, how dare you kid me? Please come into the house and don't let others see you." Zhang Qiang said mysteriously.
"Okay, just open your eyes then." Yan Dongsheng was sure that Zhang Qiang would not dare to lie to him, so he got up and followed him into the house.
Zhang Qiang took the painting over and handed it to Yan Dongsheng: "Master, look, this is an ancient painting. I heard it is worth a lot of money."
Yan Dongsheng opened it and saw that it was indeed an ancient painting.
However, he didn't understand either and asked blankly: "What kind of painting is this? What era is it from?"
"Don't make things difficult for me. I can only see clearly that there are two old men above, but I don't know anything else."
"Where did you get it?"
"A foreigner came to drink mutton soup and forgot it when he left. When he asked later, he said he hadn't seen him. He looked very anxious, so he thought this should be valuable."
"Foreigners' gadgets should be good things. I'll go to the treasure house to ask later. Hey, how can you be willing to honor me with such a good thing? Can't you keep it for yourself?"
"My life is selling mutton soup. It would be a disaster to keep such a valuable thing in my hands. Only noble people like you are worthy of such things. Besides, I don't think this is a good thing. It can't be used as firewood.
I can’t bake a sesame seed cake yet.”
"Okay, kid, I guess you have a conscience. If it's really a good thing, I won't take advantage of you in vain and waive your fees for a year."
"Thank you Mr. Yan!"
When the two of them left the house, Yan Dongsheng deliberately hid the scroll in his sleeve so that no one would see it.
Isn’t wealth revealed in vain?
Sitting at the table, Liu Deshan brought the soup and sesame cakes just in time. Yan Dongsheng had just received an ancient painting. He was full of joy and ate it happily - he felt that today's mutton soup was particularly delicious and flavorful.
Regarding his arrival, Li Shiqun saw him upstairs but didn't pay much attention.
The mysterious interaction between Yan Dongsheng and Zhang Qiang did not arouse his suspicion.
Because he knows Yan Dongsheng so well, there is no way this guy is a connector, let alone some kind of "cobra".
In his opinion, Zhang Qiang's sense of mystery was just that he wanted Yan Dongsheng to reduce his fee.
He didn't doubt it, but that didn't mean that others didn't doubt it. The interaction between Yan Dongsheng and Zhang Qiang caught Li Shui's eye, and Li Shui took it seriously.
Of course, he recognized Yan Dongsheng and knew the relationship between Yan Dongsheng and Li Shiqun, so he would not talk too much.
At this moment, Li Shiqun suddenly saw two groups of people coming from the east and west sides at the same time. It was estimated that there were fifty or sixty people in total.
Some of these people were armed with wooden sticks and some with machetes. They were fierce and headed straight towards Yan Dongsheng who was drinking soup.