At noon, there weren't many diners in Fenghua Building. It wasn't because of the chef's skills or the service attitude of the waiter, but because a restaurant next to the Green River normally welcomed customers in the evening.

A diner with a square face and dark skin sat at the window facing the street. Each person only ordered a bottle of wine and a plate of peanuts. Originally, such a poor diner was ordinary, but he stayed there for two hours. This was already the first time.

It has been five days. Wang Si stood in the dark and observed this person carefully. He only drank and stared out the window in a daze. He did this every day.

Wang Si ordered a plate of orchid beans from the kitchen, and walked towards the man with a pot of wine. When he got closer, Wang Si lowered his head, held up the dishes and wine, and said with a smile: "Sir, this is a gift from the shop.

Your orchid beans and dalu wine."

The man looked up at Wang Si, still expressionless, and said coldly: "Thank you, put it down."

Wang Si was not angry. He put down the Dalu wine and orchid beans and stood there with no intention of looking back, but still had a signature smile on his face. The man glanced at Wang Si and said, "Are you okay?"

Wang Si said: "Young visitor, you have been here for several days in a row, but each time you only order a plate of peanuts and a pot of Dalu wine, and you stay there for two hours."

The man retracted his gaze from the window, turned to Wang Si and said in a deep voice: "Don't you welcome me, a poor scholar, here?"

Wang Si quickly smiled and said: "I'm sorry, sir, I think you have misunderstood my meaning. I just saw you in a daze alone, and I'm afraid that there is something unsolvable for you. If you don't dislike your young status,

I'm humble, but you can have a chat with me, maybe I can help you clear up your confusion."

The man glanced at Wang Si, his eyes full of ridicule, as if he was saying, what do you, a waiter, know?

Wang Si also saw his displeasure, but pretended not to see it. He was originally a spy to gather information, but his environment was just in this restaurant. Based on his many years of experience, this poor scholar has an unknown secret, and there are

Secret people are what interests him the most.

The man seemed to feel something, dropped a broken piece of silver and stood up to leave. Wang Si looked at the man walking away, always feeling that they had met them before, and they felt inexplicably familiar.

At this time, one of Wang Si's men, Xiao Zhi, came over. He was also a clerk in Fenghua Building. Seeing Wang Si in a daze, he asked softly: "Si

Brother, what are you looking at?"

Wang Si looked back at him, squinted his eyes and asked, "Have you seen the poor scholar sitting at the window just now before?"

Xiaozhi smiled and said, "I've seen it before!"

Wang Si suddenly became interested and asked: "Where? When did you meet? Am I there?"

Xiaozhi looked at Wang Si with some confusion and said: "Fourth brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you so nervous about this man?"

Wang Si looked at him and urged: "Hurry up, I think there is something wrong with this man."

Xiaozhi didn't dare to delay, and immediately said: "It's just these few days, doesn't he come every day? I'm not the only one who saw it, everyone saw it, and I think he is very weird."

Wang Sixin said that he still wants to tell you these days, and I also saw it. He asked casually: "What's weird about him?"

Xiao Zhizhi: "Every time he comes as soon as we open the door, and he usually doesn't leave until we close the door in the afternoon. And he always has a pot of Dalu wine and a plate of peanuts. The key is that I think

He's not here to drink."

Wang Si smiled and said, "How do you know he's not here to drink?"

Xiaozhi said: "Fourth brother, I'm not bragging to you, I really have a say in this. My father drinks three times a day, and his eyes light up whenever he sees the wine. This man eats peanuts every day.

Dalu wine, this is the standard drink for drinkers."

Wang Si interjected: "Yes, you said it's standard for drunkards, why aren't you here to drink?"

Xiaozhi smiled and said: "Fourth brother, don't worry, there is one more thing about drunkards, that is their eyes."

"Eye?" Wang Si murmured doubtfully.

Xiaozhi continued: "Yes, the eyes! The eyes of ordinary drinkers will light up when they see the wine. You can clearly feel that the moment they first touch the wine, their eyes are full of excitement, and their eyes are pure and free of traces.

As for distracting thoughts, in a word, wine is the only one."

"What about the unusual ones?" Wang Si asked.

Xiao Zhi smiled mischievously and said: "What's unusual is that people use wine to drown their sorrows and make them worse. But I don't see either in this person's eyes. Instead, he is more concerned about things other than the wine table."

"How do you say it?" Wang Si asked.

Xiaozhi touched his head and said shyly: "I can't say for sure, it just depends entirely on feeling."

Wang Si said sternly: "Pay more attention to this person from now on, but don't let others see it."

Xiao Zhi nodded quietly and continued to serve the food, leaving Wang Si alone to sit where the man originally sat. He was feeling what the man was thinking or looking at, but it was not until the Fenghua Tower that he sat.

Even after closing time the next morning, there was still no satisfactory answer.

In a small courtyard in the western suburbs, Ye Chen and Chen Bing were practicing martial arts. Chen Bing turned around and squatted, straightened his right leg, and launched a Chen sweep. Chen Bing thought that this kick would hit Ye Chen steadily, but in the end

Ye Chen stood there motionless, and Chen Bing was indeed hit, but the result was unexpected. Ye Chen should have fallen to the ground and hugged his legs to cry out in pain, but who knew that not only did Ye Chen not fall, but he stood there steadily.

He smiled evilly at Chen Bing. On the other hand, after Chen Bing hit Chen's leg, he hugged his leg and screamed in pain, and his face turned red from holding back.

Chen Bing looked at Ye Chen with a grimace and said, "Chenzi, tell me the truth, is there something tied to your leg again?"

Ye Chen said a little embarrassedly: "It's tied up a little bit."

Chen Bing opened his trouser legs, and his calves became red and swollen. Ye Chen also slowly opened his trouser legs and said with a lewd smile: "It's just an iron plate, nothing else."

Chen Bing's face is full of grievances. It's grandma's. You did a drill with me and put a steel plate on your calf. Doesn't your conscience hurt?

Ye Chen also seemed to see Chen Bing's grievance, and then smiled and said: "I didn't take off the steel plate when I went to bed last night, and now I'm used to wearing it, so sometimes I don't know whether I'm wearing it on my leg or not."

"Enter." Of course, Ye Chen's words were a bit exaggerated, but in fact they were not much different. After several previous assassinations, he had a new understanding of and precautions for the safety of himself and his brothers.

Ye Chen called Chi into the room and asked: "I once heard from a businessman traveling from north to south that there is a kind of soft armor made of iron chains and it is invulnerable. Did you hear about it when you were in Ouchi?

"

Chi said: "You should be talking about chain armor. This kind of armor cannot be seen by outsiders when worn under clothes. It can effectively prevent sword attacks. However, the craftsmanship of this kind of chain armor is not yet mature, so the cost is extremely high.

Only a few frontier generals in our army possess it."
Chapter completed!