Chapter 295 Chapter 7

At dusk, the town of Xituo was full of bustling crowds, and the cries of hawkers kept coming and going. Feng Biao and Lao Tu were wearing casual clothes, carrying a backpack each, and walked over with the crowd from a distance.The two stopped in front of the archway and looked up at the handwriting on the archway. Old Tu: "Boss Feng, we're here!" Feng Biao nodded and looked around: "Go, take a look ahead!" Feng Biao and Lao Tu sneakily appeared in a corner of the street, looking across the street with their heads.At the end of the opposite street is a quiet and elegant house surrounded by ancient trees. From a distance, you can see that the gate of the house is closed.The two observed for a while, and Old Tu said: "That's right, Mr. Feng, it should be here! His grandma's, this Zhang Haifeng is rich!"

Lao Tu looked around again: "What's wrong with Mr. Feng? As soon as it gets dark, we go in?" Feng Biao waved his hand: "Not yet!" Old Tu was taken aback: "No? Then..." Feng Biao: "Old Tu, this Haifeng has always been mysterious. We don't know what he does. If he... is really the Communist Party and has set up a net here, then the two of us will... " Lao Tu took a deep breath: "Boss Feng, what do you think... what should I do?" Feng Biao did not answer, and observed the environment again: I saw a snack stall not far from the opposite house, Feng Biao had an idea, and waved: "Follow me!"

Feng Biao turned around the corner, came to the stall, found a table and sat down.The shopkeeper hurried up to say hello: "You two gentlemen, what would you like to eat?" Feng Biao: "Two bowls of mutton soup, a plate of mixed vegetables, and some shortbread!" The shopkeeper: "Okay, just wait a moment!" The shopkeeper's past preparations, Feng Biao and Lao Tu secretly looked at the house in the distance.After a while, the shopkeeper brought two bowls of mutton soup, a plate of mixed vegetables, and a plate of shortbread on the table: "Masters, take it easy!"

Feng Biao took a bowl of soup, took a sip, smacked his lips, and said, "Well, not bad!" Feng Biao put down the soup and asked casually, "Listen to the shopkeeper's accent, are you from Shanxi?" The shopkeeper: "Ah, yes, no, life can't go on over there, so come to Chongqing to make a living!" Feng Biao nodded: "Oh, that's a coincidence, I also came from Shanxi, may I ask who you are?" Shopkeeper: "Shanxi Yuncheng!" Feng Biao: "Oh, this is really an old acquaintance in a foreign land. I am also from Yuncheng. I really didn't expect to meet a fellow here! How is my hometown now? I haven't been back for many years!"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "Oh, the war is in chaos, life is hard, why don't you leave your hometown and come here to make a living!" Feng Biao also sighed: "Yes! Did Dai Hong make trouble?" The shopkeeper looked around cautiously, saw that no one was paying attention, and turned to Feng Biao and said, "Oh! To tell you the truth, I used to be Japanese, but now... it's Dai Hong's. I heard that Lao Jiang asked them for It's done! Alas, we can't afford to be provoked by small businesses, so we can only hide in Chongqing!" Feng Biao smiled and nodded.

The shopkeeper: "Master, are you also in business?" Feng Biao: "Oh, it's also a small business, running boats on the river, tossing around some souvenirs!" Shopkeeper: "Oh, that's the big boss!" Feng Biao: "Don't dare to be! By the way, shopkeeper, you should be familiar with this area, so I just want to ask you something!" The shopkeeper: "Master, just ask!" Feng Biao: "It's nothing, I want to buy a house in this area! I want to ask you if there are any vacant houses on this street!" The shopkeeper: "You are asking the right person. Since the little devil was beaten away, many people have moved back to their hometowns. There are really many vacant houses in this town!"

Feng Biao nodded: "Oh?" Feng Biao pointed to Zhang Haifeng's private house not far away, and said, "That house looks good, does anyone live there?" The shopkeeper gave a thumbs up: "Boss, you have really good eyesight! That house is one of the few good houses in our Xituo Town! I heard that it used to be a salt seller, and a big boss moved in more than a year ago, but He only comes here occasionally, and the house is basically empty!" Feng Biao nodded: "Oh... have you met this man? What's his name?" The shopkeeper: "I've met him a few times, he seems to be surnamed Zhang, about 30 years old, not short, fair and clean, looks very capable!"

Hearing this, Feng Biao and Lao Tu exchanged glances, and they both nodded secretly. Feng Biao: "The shopkeeper, can you recommend this person for me? He doesn't live in this house often, so it would be the best if he can give it to me!" The shopkeeper: "It's hard to talk about it. I haven't seen him for a month. I don't know what business he's going to do again!" Feng Biao: "So, there is no one else in this house?" Shopkeeper: "No, if the master doesn't come back, this house will always be empty!" Having said that, several other guests came over.The shopkeeper hurriedly smiled and said: "The two uncles eat slowly first, and I will go say hello!"

Feng Biao: "Okay! You are busy, let's talk later." The shopkeeper turned and left, Feng Biao was silent. Old Tu: "Boss Feng, it looks right, this is indeed Zhang Haifeng's house, and the shopkeeper's words don't look fake!" Feng Biao: "Well, but you have to be careful!" Feng Biao thought for a moment: "Let's do this, when it gets dark, let's find a chance to dig in!" Old Tu: "Good!"