Gongsun Mang saw that Zhan Changfeng and Qingfengzi were having a great conversation, so he didn't bother them. He didn't come forward with a few people from the Martial Arts Academy until the boat was about to dock. "Thank you for your help, senior, I'm very grateful."
Zhan Changfeng replied, "It takes a little effort."
Seeing Zhan Changfeng and Zhu Hongmei disembarking from the boat, the boys and girls were a little excited, "Senior has a great temperament. Although he is a bit cold, he doesn't feel domineering at all. Instead, he has a sense of detachment."
"Senior should have established his foundation very early, and his face is no more than 16 or 17 years old."
"It feels very settled and stable. It's actually a hundred years old."
"A person like this should appear on the rookie list. I don't know which one he is."
Zhan Changfeng actually hadn't gone very far, so he naturally heard what they said and didn't worry about it. But this time she met Yuan Qiao and the Gongsun family, which made her have some speculations about the bones she had detected during the martial arts test and the poisoning.
She has put aside all the important matters. She believes in her own strength more than her qualifications.
However, I just don’t know how powerful the Gongsun family is in Hengdu.
In fact, she is already considered a high-profile person. In obscurity, pretending to be weak and showing off her talents. Standing in front of others, she undoubtedly chose to accumulate fame.
Yes, accumulate fame.
On the one hand, she has to prepare for the Chinese martial arts, and on the other hand, she really needs her own power. Changing yourself is not as exciting as changing the world. She obviously prefers the Overlord List to Qing Xiu.
In addition, sometimes, being high-profile is also a disguise.
Of course, forget about high-profile people like Zhu Hongmei.
Zhu Hongmei has a beautiful appearance and a mature charm. She walks on the street as if she is here to test her humanity. But she doesn't realize it. Anyone who looks at her will throw a wave of coercion at them. She hasn't gone more than ten meters, and the whole street knows about it. There is a foundation-building senior who is bullying people.
Zhu Hongmei felt aggrieved, "On Pearl Island, no one dares to look at me like this."
Zhan Changfeng also felt that there was nothing wrong with her, so he could only say, "People's hearts are sinister, so don't be too conspicuous."
"Then when will you help me find a baby?"
"Right away." Zhan Changfeng went to the store to buy soul-inducing incense, and took Zhu Hongmei to the flower shop.
Wu Xiao was in the store when he suddenly saw Zhan Changfeng and almost didn't recognize him, "Boss, you're back."
Wu Xiao is more mature and confident than a year ago. He is able to adjust his positioning, but he is neither humble nor overbearing.
Zhan Changfeng responded, "Is there any room available here?"
"One room in the backyard is occupied by my friends, one room is occupied by me, and the other room is empty."
"Okay." Zhan Changfeng led Zhu Hongmei into the room, "Blood relatives are attracted by their souls. I will cast a spell to capture your soul breath later. Don't resist."
Zhu Hongmei was so anxious that she said without hesitation, "Let's get started."
This is Zhan Changfeng's fourth soul technique - soul trace. A kind of soul tracking technique, which initially requires something as a guide to find the corresponding soul. After she learns it well enough, she can track the soul on her own without relying on it.
Zhan Changfeng extracted a trace of Zhu Hongmei's soul breath, transferred it to the soul-inducing incense, and lit it.
"You can know where your child is by holding the incense." Zhan Changfeng thought for a while and warned, "If the opponent is strong, don't fight head-on. Maybe you can discuss it with Pearl Island."
Zhu Hongmei's eyes were cold, she took the soul-inducing incense and ran away, "I will definitely make the baby thief pay the price."
"..." He definitely didn't hear what she said.
Zhan Changfeng didn't care about her anymore, he just helped her.
"Boss." Wu Xiao showed her the accounts for the past year.
Zhan Changfeng flipped through it casually and found that this flower seed shop had good profits.
"Did you get into any trouble?"
Wu Xiao bowed his head and apologized, "At first, because of my personal reasons, someone came to cause trouble, but now it has been resolved."
After Qiu He took the photographic stone back to Gonghe to see, he did "fake death" to relax for a while, but he had to show up to open a store. It would be a matter of time before he was discovered, but he was holding the replica of the photographic stone in his hand. After tearing apart the heartache and "talking" to Miyagawa, it was finally resolved.
Wu Xiaowan didn't expect that Gong He designed him like this because he was jealous of his fast cultivation and good talent.
Zhan Changfeng could probably guess what happened and didn't ask any more questions. She just wanted to see Wu Xiao face up to his own experience. The flower shop is only second.
Zhan Changfeng put half a piece of paper on the table, "Did you write this?"
Wu Xiao's eyes trembled. This was the manuscript that Qiu He tore into pieces that day. He rubbed the paper, his eyes a little distressed, but still calm, "I wrote it, boss, this is..."
"Do you still plan to continue writing?"
Wu Xiao was stunned.
"I plan to open a study in the future to connect people from north to south and collect anecdotes from ancient and modern times. What do you think?"
Wu Xiao suddenly stared at Zhan Changfeng, but couldn't tell anything from that indifferent face, "What do you mean, boss, selling information?"
This guy is sharp.
Zhan Changfeng said, "Currently I just want to make the news between places more accessible, such as turning the deeds behind the three small lists into written words. Of course, making money is also an important purpose."
Wu Xiao was silent for a while. It couldn't be denied that he was a little excited. He has an extravagant dream, that is, he hopes that he knows everything, and all the news comes to his ears, and all the news comes from him, and he knows everything.
But he also knows how much strength is needed behind this to ensure his own safety.
"This requires great financial strength. If the boss is confident, Wu Xiao is willing to follow the boss's lead."
Zhan Changfeng said softly, "In three years, I will send you to the list of strange people."
"!" Wu Xiao's ears were filled with thunder, and he grinned before calming down, "What should I do?"
“Keep doing what you love.”
This matter is not urgent yet, she is just testing Wu Xiao's wishes in advance.
"By the way, do you have a suitable technique?" She didn't want to waste Wu Xiao's talent. After all, he was selected by the Junzi Court.
Wu Xiao was a little embarrassed, "I practice Dharma. I originally learned a Heart Sutra from Junziyuan, but my master only gave me half of it. After I left Junziyuan, I couldn't continue to practice."
"Look for a suitable martial arts technique by yourself. If you don't have enough money, borrow it from the store's account. By the way, help me keep an eye out for any better martial arts techniques."
"Thank you, boss!" Wu Xiao said hoarsely, lowering his head to hide the sourness. This debt of gratitude is greatly owed, and I only hope that I can live up to her hopes.
"Also, where is the white fox?" She just came over and saw no sign of it.
Wu Xiao's expression became subtle, "Uh... I'm at Wanlai Xiaozhu."
"Did you steal the seeds?"
"Probably not. It's just lying there. I can't bring it back." Boss, are you doubting your spiritual pet like this?
The flower seed shop is on Anding Street, backed by Huacaofang Market. Some of the current seeds are purchased from flower shops on ships, and some are ordered through channels and sold to various flower shops and private households.
After Zhan Changfeng read the accounts and notes, he went out to find Bai Hu.
The silver bell hanging on the corner of the eaves rings softly, and you smell the fragrance of flowers before you get close.
Before Zhan Changfeng walked into the courtyard gate of Wanlai Xiaozhu, a ball of white rolled out, grabbed her robe and jumped into his arms.
"Ah woo~~"
Zhan Changfeng touched its little head and looked at the fat yellow and white orange cat that came out.
"rhubarb."
A person called out and walked out of the small building, but inadvertently met Zhan Changfeng's gaze, stroked his wind-blown hair, and said with a smile, "Hello."
"Hello, Qingxu. Thank you for taking care of the white fox."
Before the woman responded, the big fat orange cat squatted on the ground and spoke righteously, "So you are the irresponsible master of the little fox!"
"...Da Huang." The woman picked up the big fat orange cat and apologized, "I'm sorry, Da Huang is spoiled."
"Meow, breeders who don't shovel poop or feed them are bad guys." The big fat orange cat expressed his deep disdain, but his fat face had too much flesh to express his disdain.
"Ouch!" the white fox bared its teeth and stretched out its head.
The big fat orange cat snorted coldly, turned around and jumped into the flowers.
Zhan Changfeng looked at their interaction and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "It seems that I am indeed not very responsible."
She was cold and elegant, and her smile was like a landscape painting with a blur of ink. The woman's clear eyes were also stained with a smile, "Liu Fuyi, fellow Taoist, can you come in and have a cup of tea?"
