As Tian Shi watched him off, Maomao left the market with a white radish in his mouth.
Yu Sheng sat next to Aunt Qing, thinking about Zhou Jiufeng's expression when he learned about this unreasonable disaster, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The little aunt, who had her head buried in a pile of papers, glanced at him and shook her head helplessly.
After feeling proud, Yu Sheng picked up a winter bamboo shoot that was yellowish in color and plump in shape.
He turned on the system and looked for a suitable recipe. Suddenly he saw a familiar figure from the corner of the car curtain blown by the wind.
Miao Shiren! He must be the one who has just left the bank for the rest of his life.
In front of Miao Shiren stood a little beggar carrying a basket of bamboo shoots and white radish.
The donkey cart kept going, but luckily there were radishes chewing on it, which made Maomao walk very slowly.
Yu Sheng leaned against the car curtain and saw Miao Shiren throwing a few pennies to the little beggar. After saying a few words, the little beggar put it away and motioned for Miao Shiren to follow.
Miao Shiren did not look around and followed the little beggar into an alley.
"What are you looking at?" Yu Sheng was about to ask Aunt Qing, but when he turned around, he saw that she was already beside him, her cheeks pressed very close to each other.
Yu Sheng took advantage of the situation and kissed him, "I saw Miao Shiren being taken away by a little beggar."
"Be careful of being seen." Miss Zhao wiped her face in disgust, "Miao Shiren, little beggar?"
One is the richest and the other is the poorest. How can people with two identities come together?
"I'll go take a look." Yu Sheng vaguely felt that it was related to the money robbed from the bank, so he stood up voluntarily.
As long as there is money, he can't miss him for the rest of his life. If he picks up three melons and two dates, it will be a profit.
Yu Sheng now has enough ability to protect himself, so my aunt waved her hand and let him go.
However, before Yu Sheng left, Aunt Qing did not forget to remind him, "Remember to go back for dinner."
"Don't worry, I won't starve to death." Yu Sheng opened the curtain and jumped out.
"I'm afraid I'm hungry." Aunt Qing said without raising her head. She was also planning to try the fresh winter bamboo shoots made by Yu Sheng.
The cicada leaf in Yu Sheng's hand had turned yellow and lost its power in early autumn, which prevented him from following Miao Shiren unscrupulously.
But for the rest of my life now, following Miao Shiren, there are many ways to prevent him from finding out.
Although Yu Sheng is usually carefree and unobtrusive, now no matter how Yangzhou is ranked, Yu Sheng is second to none.
He quietly followed Miao Shiren through the alley, then turned into a deep alley and walked to the end before arriving at a bustling market.
I only heard the name of this market for the rest of my life, but I only saw it today. The reason is for no other reason than that all seafood from the east is sold here.
However, there were not many people in the fish market, and Yu Sheng clearly saw the little beggar leading Miao Shiren to a high wall.
In that corner, many beggars were squatting there to bask in the sun. The leader was an old beggar, with a big broken pot in front of him.
Seeing the little beggar leading Miao Shiren over, the old beggar slowly raised his eyelids, took a look and closed them again.
Miao Shiren raised his hands in a neither humble nor condescending manner and said something to the old beggar.
Yu Sheng deliberately went over and eavesdropped, but pedestrians and vendors stayed far away from where the beggars gathered, so it would be easy to spot him if he approached.
When he saw Miao Shiren extending a finger to the old beggar, the old beggar immediately opened his eyes and nodded slowly.
This was a deal. Yu Sheng became anxious and was at a loss when he saw the Taoist priest walking over with a rat box on his back.
Yu Sheng stepped forward to stop him and pushed him into the teahouse next to him.
"Stop, stop, I'm telling you, King Donghuang's son is my idol..." The Taoist priest was caught off guard and struggled to shout.
After seeing the rest of his life clearly, the Taoist priest decisively stopped talking.
"Who's going to marry you?" Yu Sheng glared at him.
"Haha," the Taoist priest said to him again, "the weather is really nice today."
"Come here." Yu Sheng looked over and saw that the deal between Miao Shiren and the old beggar had been concluded.
He hurriedly said to the Taoist priest, "Do me a favor, or else I will feed your mouse to the cat."
"Help, help, the shopkeeper, if you need anything, just ask." The Taoist shuddered and patted his chest and said.
Yu Sheng pointed at Miao Shiren and the old beggar, "Help me listen to what they are talking about."
The Taoist priest looked over and was pushed back by Yu Sheng, and was almost discovered by the old beggar.
"What's so difficult about this?" The Taoist priest was full of confidence. He reached out and took out two gray mice from the rat box, "squeaked" them and let them go.
Not far from the corner where the beggar was basking in the sun, there was a place for fish offal and the like.
Two gray rats crossed the street and got into the crowd of fish, mingling with the rats that were already there.
"Don't worry now."
"Can they understand human language?" Yu Sheng asked.
"Of course, these two are my most humane rats, the leading actresses in the rat show." the Taoist priest said proudly.
I feel relieved for the rest of my life.
The two of them just looked away when they turned around and saw the waiter following their gazes.
"Are you herding mice?" the waiter asked strangely.
He has seen sheep and cattle herders, but he has never seen mice herders.
"Uh", when the Taoist priest didn't know how to explain, Yu Sheng held up a sign and said, "Jin Yiwei is handling the case."
The waiter was startled and lowered his voice, "I understand, sir, is there a monster mixed into the fish market?"
"Yes, a big fish." Yu Sheng waved his hand and asked for a pot of tea to send him away.
Perhaps knowing that standing in front of a beggar was a bit awkward, Miao Shiren chatted with the old beggar for a while and then left.
As for the old beggar, he stayed far away and continued to bask in the sun, while the younger beggars put firewood under the broken pot and lit it to fill the water.
Seeing that there was nothing to eavesdrop on, the Taoist went out and called the two mice back by shouting "Zhi Zhi".
From beginning to end, the waiter was watching, and from time to time he enthusiastically helped to cover other people's eyes and ears.
Putting the two mice on the table, the Taoist priest chatted with them for a long time.
Yu Sheng was puzzled, "It's not over yet? Their conversation didn't last as long as you muttering."
"It's coming, it's coming, you don't know, rat language is different, a bunch of pronunciations are equivalent to the two words we say."
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he murmured to the two mice again, and then his face showed shock.
Putting the mouse back, the Taoist swallowed his saliva, scanned the surrounding area and whispered, "Shopkeeper Yu, has someone robbed the Nanhuang King's treasure?"
Yu Sheng was overjoyed to find out that it was indeed related to the robbery of the bank, so he hurriedly asked the Taoist priest to repeat it to him word for word.
The Taoist priest was still shocked and coughed before speaking.
"It wasn't just the money that was robbed, but also the cornucopia. Haha, am I right?" The first sentence the mouse heard was said by the old beggar.
"Now do you believe that we beggars are well-informed?" the old beggar said again.
"Sure enough, the Beggar Clan has a brush." Miao Shiren nodded, "Then do you know who stole it?"
"It wasn't the King of Donghuang." The old beggar continued, "The King of Donghuang is busy showing off her son in Xianshan right now and has no time to steal money."
The news about Xianshan was also found out, and Miao Shiren's understanding of the Beggars Clan's well-informed knowledge went further.
"Then can you find out who did it?" Miao Shiren asked.
Seeing that the old beggar just looked at him, Miao Shiren promised, "You will definitely have money."
"Thirty thousand guan." The old beggar spat out these three words and let Yu Sheng hear them through the mouth of a Taoist priest. Yu Sheng was shocked.
This news is too expensive.
Unexpectedly, Miao Shiren agreed without hesitation.
But now the old beggar can't take away the money. "The bosses are making inquiries. I will tell you as soon as I have any news."