The first thousand four hundred and ninety-eight chapters
When Zhang Fan arrived at Liu Cunzhi's house, Liu Cunzhi was eating in the hallway of their house. At this time, he didn't know whether it was lunch or dinner. When Zhang Fan came in, Liu Cunzhi was startled and took a look at Zhang Fan.
Afterwards, some didn't dare to recognize him, "Are you Zhang Fan, Master Zhang?"
"I'm Zhang Fan." Zhang Fan nodded slightly and walked into the room.
"Master Zhang, sit down quickly." After receiving Zhang Fan's affirmative answer, Liu Cunzhi quickly picked up a chair and placed it next to Zhang Fan.
He had no choice but to harm Zhang Fan and old man Ouyang before. Zhang Fan not only did not punish him, but also saved his son. He was actually very grateful to Zhang Fan, but he was a little worried about Zhang Fan's opinion of him, so he
He acted very reserved in front of Zhang Fan.
After Zhang Fan sat down, he said: "Zhao Wei is dead..."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Liu Cunzhi was startled at first, and then said bitterly: "This hateful guy is finally dead! If he hadn't threatened me back then, how could I have offended you and Master Ouyang..."
Liu Cunzhi looked filled with indignation.
Zhang Fan pressed his hand to Liu Cunzhixu and said, "Don't mention the past. I came here today to ask you something."
"Master Zhang, if you have anything you can ask, I will tell you everything I know," Liu Cunzhi said happily.
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, saying: "Have you heard the term 'Yihe Feng Shui Bureau' recently?"
"Yihe Feng Shui Bureau?" Liu Cunzhi murmured softly. After thinking for a while, Liu Cunzhi shook his head and said, "I have never heard of this word."
"Have any strangers come to your village in the past two days?" Zhang Fan asked.
"I don't know about this either. I'm no longer the village chief, and I don't know much about the situation of talking to people inside and outside the village. The current chief of the village is an old fat man. He should know that if you need it, I will take you there.
Go find him." Liu Cunzhi said.
"Okay, then you take me to find the old fat man." Zhang Fan said. Zhang Fan had had a relationship with the old fat man before, and he also had a general understanding of the old fat man's character. He is a person.
He is honest, honest and has a bold personality.
Afterwards, Liu Cunzhi quickly ate the rice in his bowl and followed Zhang Fan out. The two went to the village committee together.
After about seven or eight minutes, the two of them arrived at the village committee of Taoli Village. When they entered, the burly old fat man was writing something.
"Old Fatty..." Liu Cunzhi called out.
Hearing Liu Cunzhi's words, the old fat man did not raise his head at all, and said in a very stiff tone: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly, and then leave quickly."
The old fat man has always been worried about Liu Cunzhi's previous harm to Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang. In his mind, Liu Cunzhi is a bad person.
Hearing the old fat man's words, Liu Cunzhi's face showed a touch of bitterness, and he sighed helplessly. However, he was not angry with the old fat man. After all, he had done something wrong.
"The young and promising Master Zhang has come to see you." Liu Cunzhi continued.
Hearing Liu Cunzhi's words, the old fat man's hand that was writing paused slightly, then suddenly raised his head and cast his eyes on Zhang Fan. Then the old fat man stood up and looked at his face.
There was a hint of joy, and then he said enthusiastically: "It turns out to be Master Zhang, sit down quickly... sit down quickly..."
Zhang Fan looked at the old fat man and nodded with a smile, then sat down.
"Master Zhang, are you here for something this time?" The old fat man continued to ask. The old fat man noticed Zhang Fan's ability, and he, a straightforward and upright person like him, likes Zhang Fan.
He is upright, so he respects Zhang Fan very much.
"I came here to ask you if any strangers have come into the village in the past two days." Zhang Fan said straight to the point.
"Eighty percent of the villagers in our village grow green onions. Recently, two onion harvesters came to the village and lived in our house." The old man replied.
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.
"What's the matter? Master Zhang?" the old fat man asked immediately.
"Do you know these two onion harvesters?" Zhang Fan asked.
"I don't know..." The old fat man shook his head, "But I know their boss. It was their boss and their boss's son who came here last year."
Zhang Fan glanced at the old fat man, rolled his eyes, then looked at the old fat man and asked: "Where are these two people now?"
"It should still be at our house. If it's not at our house, it should be at the house of a certain onion farmer in the village." The old man replied.
Zhang Fan nodded, and then continued to ask: "When did they come here?"
"Arrived at 6:00 yesterday afternoon. When they arrived, our family was having dinner, and they also had dinner. Oh, by the way, they gave me 1,000 yuan this morning, saying it was for their stay during this time.
Cost." The old fat man said.
Old Man Ouyang got the news about Yehe Feng Shui Bureau yesterday morning. According to Old Man Ouyang, he got it from an intermediary with whom he had a good relationship.
These two people came here yesterday afternoon, and the old fat man didn't know them yet, which had to make Zhang Fan suspicious.
"Can you take me to meet them as my relative?" Zhang Fan looked at the old fat man and asked.
"Why do you want to see them?" the old fat man answered subconsciously.
"This matter is related to what I came here to investigate this time. I can't disclose it to you yet, but don't worry, I don't have any harm in mind." Zhang Fan explained.
"I don't worry about that, why can't I worry about you," the old fat man said with a smile, "Do you want to see them now? If so, I will take you to my home immediately."
"Okay, let's do it now." Zhang Fan nodded.
Afterwards, Zhang Fan and the other two stopped staying at the village committee. Zhang Fan and the old man walked towards the old man's house, while Liu Cunzhi returned to his home.
"Have you heard the term 'Yihe Feng Shui Bureau' in the past two days?" Zhang Fan asked on the way back to his wife's house.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the old fat man frowned. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "I've never heard of this word, huh? By the way, Master Zhang, are you just here for this so-called 'ant'?"
"Come from the Feng Shui Bureau?"
Since the old fat man had already asked this, Zhang Fan didn't hide anything and nodded directly.
Moreover, even if Zhang Fan wanted to hide it, he couldn't. Sooner or later, others would find out.
"Master Zhang, if I hear this word, I will tell you immediately." The old fat man promised, patting his chest.
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, then asked again: "Is there anything special about your village?"