The two stared quietly at the distance of the house for a while, and then Chai Yan moved closer, thinking that he might be able to get some useful information from the people nearby.【】
So, the two of them pretended to be passers-by and walked towards the gate of the house while pretending to be strolling around.
However, the two of them did not dare to get too close, because they were worried that it would be terrible if Bangluo suddenly came out and bumped into them.
After getting closer, Chai Yan finally saw clearly the plaque above the gate of the house, with the three characters "Yuanheju" written on it.
"Yuanheju." Chai Yan read it again.
Pang Zhenbei immediately said: "Master, this place was not called Yuanheju before."
"What's that called?" Chai Yan asked.
Pang Zhenbei replied: "It's called Kuo Zhai."
"Luxury house?" Chai Yan asked curiously: "You mean a lavish house?"
Pang Zhenbei shook his head: "No, no, it's the outline of the outline, not the generosity of the generosity..."
Pang Zhenbei told Chai Yan that the previous owner of the castle was named Kuoruoman. He liked the culture of Shengguo very much, so he imitated the people of Shengguo and hung a plaque on the door of the house, but it was not nice to call it "Koruoruman's house", so
So he took the word "kuo" in his name and called him Kuo Zhai.
Chai Yan laughed after hearing this: "Yes, the three characters of his name can only use the character Kuo. Calling him 'Ruozhai' is too soft and too girly, and calling him 'Manzhai' is too rude, or...
Kuozhai' is the best."
At this time, Chai Yan suddenly smelled a scent, turned around and saw that there was a noodle shop in front of him.
"Xiao Bei, do you want some noodles?" Chai Yan asked.
Pang Zhenbei was stunned: "Eating noodles?"
Pang Zhenbei was a little speechless, thinking, are you still in the mood to eat noodles at this time?
When Chai Yan saw that Pang Zhenbei was silent, he stopped asking any more questions and walked into the noodle shop.
Pang Zhenbei didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to follow in.
Chai Yan chose a table where he could see the main door of Yuanheju and sat down, then asked Pang Zhenbei: "What kind of noodles do you want to eat?"
"Master, it's already this time, how can you still be in the mood to eat?" Pang Zhenbei's tone was urgent.
Chai Yan said: "People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will feel hungry. If you don't eat, I won't care about you."
Pang Zhenbei frowned and said nothing.
Chai Yan waved to the waiter and asked: "What kind of noodles do you have?"
The waiter immediately said: "Sir, our haggis noodles are one of a kind, you can't miss it."
"Okay, a bowl of haggis noodles." Chai Yan said cheerfully.
"Okay! Wait a moment, sir." The waiter shouted and responded.
As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Zhenbei said: "Two bowls!"
"Ah?" The guy was stunned for a moment.
Pang Zhenbei repeated: "I said, add another bowl, a total of two bowls of haggis noodles."
The waiter nodded immediately: "Okay sir, two bowls of haggis noodles."
When the waiter walked away, Chai Yan smiled: "I thought you really didn't want to eat."
Pang Zhenbei did not answer the question, but looked around him and asked in a low voice: "How do you plan to find out the news?"
Chai Yan smiled slightly and said calmly: "Don't worry, let's give him some benefits when the guy comes later. Maybe we can gain something?"
Pang Zhenbei worried: "Is this possible?"
"I don't know." Chai Yan shook his head and continued: "But, I've always had good luck. You have to have confidence in me, understand Xiaobei?"
Just as he was talking, the waiter brought two bowls of haggis noodles.
"It smells so good." Chai Yan praised.
Pang Zhenbei had no expression on his face, but in fact he began to drool secretly when he smelled the fragrance.
After the waiter put down the bowl, Chai Yan took out a piece of broken silver the size of his thumb and flashed it to the waiter with a smile.
"Man, do you want to make some pocket money?" Chai Yan asked.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded like pecking rice, and looked at the shopkeeper from time to time, as if he was afraid that the shopkeeper would find out.
Chai Yan gently put down the silver and said, "As long as you are willing to answer my questions and satisfy me, this silver will be yours, and I will give you the money in addition."
"Sir, please ask me. I will definitely tell you everything I know." The man's heart suddenly became excited.
Chai Yan glanced at the gate of the house opposite and asked, "Man, what's going on over there? Why are there so many Pitz soldiers guarding the door? Could it be that something big happened inside?"
The waiter laughed when he heard this, and immediately shook his head and said, "Young master, I misunderstood. Nothing big happened. It's just that a general came here last night to visit a high official who lives here."
"General? High official?" Chai Yan suddenly became interested and asked: "Tell me more carefully, what general and what high official?"
The waiter looked back at the shopkeeper and saw that the shopkeeper was not paying attention, so he asked in a low voice: "Sir, you should know that there is a war going on at Qingyuan Pass in the south, right?"
"I know." Chai Yan nodded immediately.
The waiter continued in a low voice: "This general is the commander-in-chief of the Pitz Army, Heng Sar!"
"Are you sure?" Pang Zhenbei's heart tightened and he couldn't help blurting out the question.
The guy nodded vigorously: "Sure."
Chai Yan asked hurriedly: "How did you know that the other party was Hengsar? Is it possible that the commander-in-chief of an army signed up with you?"
The waiter laughed and said: "Young Master is joking, how is that possible? That's right, we had already closed the store last night, but we were still knocked open by these Pitz soldiers, saying they were hungry on the way over.
I want some noodles."
After taking a breath, the waiter said again: "One of the Piz soldiers who can speak our language secretly reminded me that we must make the noodles taste better, so as not to make General Hengsal unhappy. Hengsal...
I heard the name from a customer in the store before, and it seems that this person led an army of 50,000 to attack Qingyuan Pass again."
After hearing this, Chai Yan nodded and asked, "Who is this high official that Heng Saar came to see?"
The waiter scratched his head and thought carefully, why: "Sir, I really don't know about this villain. I only know that he is a high-ranking official of the people of Pitz, and he has lived here for a while..."
...Oh, by the way, some of the people eating noodles last night said that this high official seemed to be Heng Saer’s teacher, and they also said that the ship would not arrive until today..."
"Oh?" Chai Yan immediately fell into thinking.
Seeing that Chai Yan didn't ask any more questions, the clerk said with a smile, "Sir, I've told you everything I know. Are you satisfied?"
As he spoke, the boy's eyes remained on the money.
Chai Yan came back to his senses, smiled and put the money in the palm of the waiter's hand, saying, "It's yours."
The waiter was immediately overjoyed, thanked him in a low voice, and carefully stuffed the money into his arms.
After the guy walked away, Chai Yan asked Pang Zhenbei: "Teacher from Hengsar, do you know this person?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of it." Pang Zhenbei shook his head.
Chai Yan pondered: "If what I said is correct, Heng Saer suddenly rushed back here from the front line, probably to see off his teacher."
"It should be." Pang Zhenbei agreed with Chai Yan's words.
Chai Yan smiled slightly, picked up the chopsticks and said, "Let's eat noodles. After we finish eating, we can go to the granary in the southeast."
"Okay." Pang Zhenbei agreed, took the chopsticks and started to eat hungrily.
Chai Yan was burned as soon as he took a bite. He looked at Pang Zhenbei in surprise: "Let me go, what is your tongue made of? Aren't you afraid of it being burned?"
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PS: Although I really want to write a rebirth novel, I have no choice but to do some research and exploration because of my lack of experience in this area. Therefore, the next one will probably not be a rebirth novel. I am not sure what type it will be, but I still have to do it anyway.
Continue to think about it and discuss it with the editor.