Chapter 274: Information from Big Brother (Uncle)
The old man whispered a few words to the stall owner, and the man naturally nodded and bowed in agreement. After all, he is a rare big customer, and his attitude must be to do as much as he wants to do.
The people watching around were a little puzzled by the old man's behavior, and some even said kindly: "Old man, why don't you read these secret books? Don't be fooled!"
However, the old man just whispered instructions to the stall owner and did not pay attention to the dissuasion of the people around him.
Yi Xifeng frowned nicely, after all, this matter was too abnormal. Judging from the old man's conversation, he doesn't seem like someone who can be easily fooled.
While he was thinking secretly, the fair boy suddenly found a little bird with a red head flying down on his shoulder, chirping at him.
The fair boy was a little surprised. The bird on his shoulder was called the red bird. It is a very common forest bird that feeds on insects and grass seeds. But this kind of bird is very small and extremely afraid of people. I have never heard of a red bird taking the initiative to get close to people before.
But on second thought, Yi Xifeng understood the key. He immediately turned his head and looked around, slowly releasing his inner energy and carefully exploring the surrounding environment.
It didn't take long for him to find a familiar round face a few hundred meters behind him. It was Xia Mingfei who was on the mission last night.
Yes, the red bird will not take the initiative to appear in front of you, but it is indeed possible for the red bird to be "persuaded" by the round-faced young man.
However, for the two of them to meet in such a large trading plaza, it must not be an accident. Otherwise, why wouldn't Xia Mingfei come over to say hello at this time, instead using this extremely troublesome way?
The next moment, the fair boy suddenly turned his head and stared at the old man who was discussing things with the young stall owner.
"Is this person the one we have been looking for, Ji Rentu's housekeeper?" He murmured to himself.
However, in this matter, judging from the actual situation analysis, this person is exactly the person they are looking for.
After all, Xia Mingfei followed Zhao Long to investigate the information last night. If he didn't find any clues, why didn't he go back and rest right now?
When the old man walked away, many of the people who had gathered here came forward to ask about the price.
Among them was a fair-skinned young man who ran over excitedly and asked, "Uncle! How do you sell this martial arts secret book?"
This young man is Yi Xifeng!
"Ouch! Let me go! Who do you call uncle? Who do you call uncle when you are so tall? Remember, call me brother!" the young man yelled.
"But, I am only ten years old this year, why can't I call you uncle?" the fair boy asked with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Damn, you can't even be ten years old... Uh? Are you really only ten years old?" the young man asked with a shocked look on his face.
The fair-skinned young man smiled warmly but politely: "Of course! You are a good boy!"
"You're almost as tall as me! You said you were ten years old? Did you grow up eating farmyard manure?!" the young stall owner couldn't help but complain.
Upon hearing this, Yi Xifeng visibly froze, but it only lasted for a breath.
Obviously, for a boy who is accustomed to criticizing others, this is the first time for him to be complained about like this. This experience is really too rare for him, and even a little strange.
The fair boy raised his head and asked coldly: "I want to buy your secret book, will you sell it?"
The stall owner raised his eyebrows, immediately put on a friendly face, and asked with a smile: "Haha, young man, uncle has long realized that you have extraordinary abilities!"
"But I don't want to buy it now!" Yi Xifeng then changed his words.
"I... brat, where are you entertaining your elder brother here?!" The young man almost couldn't help but curse.
"I also want a hundred copies! I'm afraid you can't deliver them..."
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The young man stared at the fair and somewhat shameless young man in front of him with wide eyes, and then lowered his voice and asked: "Tell me! Where to send it?"
"Can I send it anywhere?" Yi Xifeng deliberately showed a contemptuous expression.
"Hmph! That's not a small talk. If you are really rich, just..." Just when the stall owner was halfway through his words, he discovered that there was an extra silver note in the young man's hand, and it was also five hundred taels. The young man swallowed his saliva and continued: "Just tell me the address. Even if it's the other side of the world, I'll deliver it to you!"
Yi Xifeng imitated his tone and tutted: "Humph! That's not a small tone. If you can really give it away, just..." At this point, he deliberately glanced at the young stall owner.
The young man felt uncomfortable all over at this sight. He ignored what the old man had just told him and growled in a low voice, "That's it? Even if it's Ji Rentu's mansion, I can give it to you. Where do you want to give it to?"
Yi Xifeng paused slightly with his fingers holding the banknote, and the doubts in his heart were answered in the affirmative. He raised his head and glanced at the young man whose eyes were lingering on his fingertips, and said with a contemptuous smile: "He talks a lot about falsehoods, but not a single word of truth!"
After saying that, the fair boy turned around and left.
Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly away, the young stall owner immediately took a step forward and said urgently: "You kid, don't talk nonsense. How could I ever lie to you?"
Yi Xifeng paused, turned to look at the other person and said, "I'm talking about myself, not you!"
After saying that, he left the young man behind and disappeared into the crowd, leaving the stall owner alone in the wind...
It wasn't until a few breaths later that the young man's angry roar sounded: "You brat! Don't let me see you again!"
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Yi Xifeng received a positive answer and naturally he would not let it go easily. Just when he was trying his best to find the old man, the red bird that just landed on his shoulder and screamed flew back again.
But this time, it didn't fall on the young man's shoulder, but hovered within a few feet of his head. Whenever Yi Xifeng gets close, it will fly a certain distance and then continue to hover in the air.
Yi Xifeng slowly saw the clues. This red bird was obviously guiding him. In this way, using the guidance of the bird controlled by Xia Mingfei, he quickly discovered the traces of the old housekeeper.
As revealed in the previous information, the old man was walking towards the auction house. Obviously, the busy auction house was a gathering place for high-quality goods. By coincidence, the auction house that the old man attended was the one that Yi Xifeng was in charge of.
There was still about half an hour before the auction meeting started here, and there were not many people waiting in the venue at this time.
Fortunately, Yi Xifeng had booked the tickets for this event yesterday, otherwise he would have been asked out by the guards of the auction house, regardless of whether he came in so rashly or not.
The fair young man saw that the upstairs and downstairs were full of people, and there were also Eight Immortals tables and chairs carved from mahogany. It must have been filled with people in a while, and each table had enough refreshments and tea. Even if there was an opera playing on the stage, It can also achieve relatively satisfactory results.
"Sure enough, those who do auctions are all good at business!" Yi Xifeng muttered to himself.
But this time he followed the other person in, and many of the thoughts that had been swirling in the young man's mind before were gradually outlined.
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