"Are you hungry? We have the porridge here..."

"Are you mixed with red potatoes?"

“Yes, and radish pickles.”

"Then let's have a bowl."

The old official made You Chuyun a bowl of red potato porridge full of rice, and the edges were covered with paste.

You Chuyun pouted and sucked the edge of the bowl, and then sat on a mottled bench at the small table and finished the bowl of porridge.

The chopsticks didn't move, they were all picked up by the old official.

"The pickles are well pickled, and the big brother is very skilled."

"Hi, my son has over the award."

You Chuyun stood up, and a tael of silver was quietly placed on the table. She probably could buy ten barrels of porridge like this.

At this time, Zou Wenchun walked out with a spring breeze on his face: "Sir You, I'm so happy. Drink... the porridge."

The old official took the money and wanted to stuff it back to You Chuiyun, but when he saw the big man in armor, he immediately retreated timidly and did not dare to speak.

You Chuyun licked her mouth: "Brother Wenchun, how did you find out what you found?"

Zou Wenchun stomped his feet in anger and complained: "I finally broke in and searched for a while, but I found nothing here, only the other side of the God-Catching God gained some gains.

The old monster, who had lived for a long time in Zheng's family, told the God of Capture and his elder brother, and then we can stop there. Let's take the Zheng family away.

The eldest brother said that he could indeed find the bad luck of the Zheng family, but the search time was too little, so there was no evidence that the Zheng family would be damaged."

You Chuyunshen nodded with approval: "Zheng Xilai did things without any leakage. Even if we asked us to look for it for a while, there would probably be no result. The Zheng family is a descendant of the founding fathers, and there are people in the court, so it is estimated that the pressure to capture the gods is quite high.

This matter is probably incomplete, and the price the Zheng family paid should be able to bear."

"Hi, it's amazing..."

Zou Wenchun nodded and said, "Mr. You, what you said is exactly the same as what my elder brother said. Hehe, it's true, what the hero sees... is the same."

You Chuyun shook her head and said, "Brother Wenchun stops talking about these..."

"By the way, did Lord You accept more than a dozen mixed-race people?"

"Yes, General Zou bought it for me during the Nanling Pass auction...what happened?"

"Then please please You Chuiyun Buddie. We found some accounts and we need Master You to check them together."

"Contrary?"

"Hehe, I can't fool Lord You, there are too many accounts - the local officials are not trustworthy, we are also rough people, Lord You can help me."

"No, Wang Luo, the God of Capture, never forgets it. This is the case in the world. Wouldn't he know these accounts at a glance?"

"Mr. Wang Luo left early in the morning - the case was handed over to Master Yun. Master Yun claimed that he didn't want to take care of it, but it just fell on us. We are not suitable for being the chief officers. After thinking about it, isn't it only left Lord You, a cultural person?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you."
Chapter completed!