Traveling to an ancient peasant family: I got rich by doing business

The private soldiers smacked their lips, very interested.

They haven't eaten well or rested well in recent days, and their mouths feel tasteless. It would be great if they could drink some wine.

But today they still have work to do.

Several people subconsciously looked towards Yue.

Yue Ji naturally wanted them to drink, preferably get drunk, so that he would have a chance to ask Li Yu what he meant by what he said on the road. But in order not to arouse their suspicion, he could only refuse: "We can't drink. Drinking will delay our work. Don't forget, we still have firewood and food to sell."

Li Yu thought for a moment and said, "You brought food with you? How about the food? If it's good, I'll take it all. I don't know when the war will end, so I want to buy more to have peace of mind."

There was no flaw in this statement. The private soldiers did not doubt it and said happily: "We brought several hundred kilograms of food. Boss Li, please go and take a look."

As they were talking, several people stood up and carried several bags of food into the lobby without waiting for Li Yu to speak.

Li Yu looked at it carefully for a while and said, "These grains are okay, I'll take them all. I'll also take the remaining firewood on the cart. You guys carry it to the lobby first, and I'll find someone to take it back home this afternoon."

*

No longer having to sell firewood and food, the private soldiers, after finishing their work according to Li Yu's request, turned their expectant gazes back to Yue Ji.

Yue Ji said: "We still need to buy other food."

"Hotpot is fine, right? Boss Li seems to be able to make barbecue, so let's buy some more barbecue." The private soldier who knew Li Yu's two stores asked, "Boss Li, can you make some more barbecue?"

Li Yu glanced at Yue Ji and said, "That won't work. We only have enough meat and vegetables to make a hot pot, not a barbecue. But I can make some barbecue ingredients for you. You can take it back and cook it yourself, just like eating in the store."

This is no problem, it actually saves them some effort.

Several private soldiers were very satisfied with Li Yu's performance. They looked at Yue Ji again and said, "Yue... Lao Mo should have seen it just now. There are no shops open on the street. We can't buy anything if we go out."

The Vietnamese put on a helpless gesture, as if he had finally compromised: "It's true that there is no food to buy outside, otherwise I'll do as you said and buy hot pot and barbecue for that place."

"It will take some time, but let's just sit here and have a few drinks first, so as not to delay things."

Yue Ji hesitated for a while, and finally nodded "very reluctantly" and agreed.

*

Li Yu asked Miao Da to bring the wine to the table, and she went to the backyard to make hot pot for them.

After the seven private soldiers each drank a few cups, Yue Ji suddenly covered his stomach and asked Miao Da, who was guarding the lobby, where the toilet was.

Miao Da pointed outside the gate and said, "Go out of the gate, turn right, and walk about 300 steps. You will see a porcelain shop. Turn right from the intersection of the porcelain shop and walk 30 to 40 steps before you can see the toilet."

Yue Ji nodded, stood up and asked several private soldiers, "Who among you will go with me?"

Several private soldiers were addicted to alcohol. Although they remembered the arrangements made by Prince Hui, they did not want to move at all. Several people looked at each other, and finally the private soldier who was pulling the food said, "Lao Mo, go by yourself, and come back soon."

Yue Ji did not move: "You really are not going?"

"No, you go."

Only then did Yueji go out.

After exiting the gate, he turned right directly, but did not walk to the end. Instead, he turned at the alley next to the hot pot restaurant and went around to the back door of the hot pot restaurant.

Li Yu had already opened the bolt of the back door, and Yue Ji gave it a slight push and the door opened.

*

Li Yu is washing dried chilies.

Yue Ji walked in and said straight to the point: "You said that the annihilation of the Sheng family had nothing to do with the prince. Do you have any evidence?"

Li Yu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Of course, but it's not in my hands. I have arranged for someone to bring the evidence. Master Yue will know the whole truth in a moment."

He wouldn't completely believe her until he saw the evidence, but for some reason, Yue Ji had a feeling that what she said was true.

After they finished speaking, they fell silent. After a while, Yue Ji suddenly asked, "Are you the prince's man?"

Li Yu asked back: "Master Yue, you already have a conclusion in mind, right?"

Yue Ji's eyes darkened. "A few years ago, I always felt that Jinyulou and the milk tea shop were related to you. It seems that I was right. Those shops should belong to the prince. You help the prince make money. Otherwise, given the prince's situation, he wouldn't be able to support so many private soldiers in just a few years."

Li Yu did not comment.

*

When Boss Bai and Mr. Xiang brought witnesses and evidence to the hot pot restaurant, Yue Ji was sitting in the small room where the guards guarding the inn lived, while Li Yu was frying hot pot ingredients in the kitchen.

The air was filled with a strong spicy aroma, and Boss Bai was choking and sneezing continuously.

Li Yu smiled and asked him to go away.

"What about Vietnamese nationality?" Mr. Xiang asked.

Li Yu pointed to the small room and said, "It's inside, you can talk there." This way, even if the private soldiers who were drinking in the lobby suddenly broke into the backyard, they would not find anything.

Time was running out, so Mr. Xiang stopped being polite to Li Yu. He just responded and walked in quickly.

The room was small and couldn't accommodate so many people, so Boss Bai stood in the backyard to help watch the situation.

*

Because Mr. Xiang has been hiding his identity in recent years, Yueji has no impression of Mr. Xiang.

So Mr. Xiang introduced himself to him first, and then handed him the physical evidence collected by the secret guards: "These are the truths of the Sheng family fire thirteen years ago that the secret guards found out. There is another witness here. He is Zhou Ping who used to live across from your house. You should still remember him."

Yue Ji looked at the young man standing behind Mr. Xiang.

The young man looked at Yue Ji, tears flashing in his eyes, "Are you Brother Mo Wen?"

Yue Ji looked at the other person carefully, and after a while, he said, "When you were eight years old, you did something wrong. You were afraid that your father would beat you, so you told me, and I took the blame for you. Only the two of us know about this."

"I still remember that incident. I accidentally broke my father's favorite teacup that day, and it was you who helped me, so my father didn't beat me. Another time, my father asked me to recite a lesson, but I really couldn't do it. My father was so angry that he wanted to beat me with a cane, but Brother Mo Wen happened to pass by, so my father didn't do it because of his face."

When the young man talked about the past, his expression was full of memories, and Yue Ji finally found the shadow of his old friend in the other's eyes.

"You are indeed Zhou Ping. This gentleman said you know who set the fire to my house?"

When the young man mentioned the past, he shuddered, and then he looked guilty, "My father and I saw it, but my father was afraid that those people would kill us too, so he didn't let me tell. Brother Mo Wen, I'm sorry."

They were all ordinary people, and at that time even if they called for help, nothing could be done. Yue Ji understood his difficulties and was not angry. So many years had passed since the incident, and now he just wanted revenge.

Holding the paper, he asked, "Tell me what you know."

The young man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "That night I was thirsty, so I got up to get some water in the kitchen. My father was afraid that I couldn't see the road clearly and would fall, so he went with me. As a result, when we got up, we found that your house was on fire. My father wanted to put out the fire, but when he walked to the door, he saw someone at your door through the crack in the door. Those people had their faces covered, so I didn't know who they were.

My father saw that they had knives and held me back so that I dared not move. But I heard what they said. They said that a small vendor dared to offend the prince and deserved to be killed. They also said that the Wang family would always work for the third prince..."

*

In less than a quarter of an hour, the young man came out of the house.

Boss Bai took the man out.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yue Ji and Mr. Xiang walked into the yard one after another.