Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Feng Xili was stunned in disbelief. She really didn't expect that so much time would pass.

It felt like I closed my eyes and opened them again, how come eleven years had passed?

But at this moment, she couldn't laugh anymore. "Xing, Xing Cui, has it really been twenty-seven years?"

Xing Cui's small body trembled a few times due to the rain, and no one noticed that she had a look of despair on her face.

"Really? Sister Hui, have you been confused? In the 24th year, the Chu Kingdom annexed the Five States. In the 26th year, the Feiyun Kingdom was also defeated. Now, apart from our Shangli, only the Chu Kingdom is left!"

Xing Cui chattered non-stop. She heard all this from the prefect while she was following the young lady.

It shouldn't be wrong.

Oh my god... eleven years, what does that even mean? How many people still remember her?

Feng Xili bit her lip, feeling cold all over and shivering suddenly. The two of them huddled under an oil-paper umbrella, looking at each other and shivering.

"Let's, let's find a place to shelter from the rain first."

Zexu City.

Ever since Feng Tianxu, the only son of Prime Minister Feng, blew up the city wall to stop the Xidi attack and won the most important time for reinforcements, but died in the fire, Zechun City was renamed "Zexu City".

Just to commemorate the young and brave Shangli subject, the hot pot restaurant left behind by Princess Liyou before she left has now opened in eleven cities in the northwest and has become a beautiful landscape in the border cities.

It has brought economic and cultural development to these remote cities.

"Sister Ah Hui, the government office of Lord Song is just ahead. I've arrived." Xing Cui looked at her with a hint of apology. She was just a small maid and had no ability to accommodate her.

Feng Xili understood instantly, patted the little girl's shoulder and smiled warmly.

"Well, thank you Xing Cui for the cloak. It's very useful to me. I will definitely come to thank you when I have the chance in the future."

She casually bowed to the little girl. Although she was in a dishevel, her posture was dignified and steady, her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and her manners were graceful. It was obvious that she did this often in her gestures.

Although Xing Cui was just a little maid, the young lady she followed was also the apple of the magistrate's eye, and she had been taught the proper etiquette by a special nanny.

So she could tell at a glance that this girl in strange clothes probably had a background.

It was just a cloak, so she didn't really care.

Xing Cui returned the greeting and turned around and went into the mansion.

Feng Xili was wearing only a pitch-black cloak and had no money. He stood alone on a busy street corner, staring at the unfamiliar street in a daze.

"Boss Zhong, you see, we've always worked so well together, but you're so generous and forgiving of my mistakes just because of this one mistake..."

Just as she was feeling distressed, she smelled the spicy aroma of hot pot base. She tightened her grip on her cloak and followed the scent.

The woman called Boss Zhong was a young woman in her early thirties, with bright and sharp eyes, a pretty nose and thin lips. She looked like a person who was nimble and skillful.

She listened for a while and had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

It is likely that this person has always been the supplier of the base ingredients for Boss Zhong's hotpot restaurant. I just don't know whether this supplier cut corners or sold inferior products. After being discovered, he terminated the subsequent cooperation, so he came to the door to apologize and admit his mistake.

Feng Xili looked at Boss Zhong with admiration. She was right about him. The quality of food must be strictly controlled, and it is strictly forbidden to substitute some inferior things.

Boss Zhong glanced at the little girl standing next to him. The girl's eyes seemed strangely familiar, but was she eavesdropping so openly?

Before she could sternly stop him, the inconspicuous little girl interrupted her.

"Is this the shopkeeper or the boss? Food has always been the most important thing for the people, and what people eat is even more important. I believe that Mr. Zhong has his own thoughts. Instead of arguing here, why not go back and improve the quality of your own products? The fragrance of flowers will attract butterflies."

Feng Xili successfully seized the right to speak, and her attack shocked the two people on the opposite side.

Who is this girl? Why is she butting in?

Boss Zhong secretly took a breath. Why was this tone and this feeling so similar to what the young lady said back then?

The shopkeeper was humiliated by a strange little girl for no reason. His face turned ugly and he pointed at Feng Xili's nose and started to curse: "Where did you come from, you stinky girl? What do you know?"

There was a flash of impatience in Boss Zhong's eyes. He had made a lot of money over the years, but now it seemed that the man had been blinded by profit. He couldn't use the goods of such a person anymore.

"Shopkeeper Fang, what this girl said makes sense. You should go back and make some adjustments first. The next supplier will reserve a place for you."

She smiled and comforted the man, then turned to look at Feng Xili.

This girl looked unfamiliar. She was sure she had never seen her before. Judging from her appearance, she was probably in her prime, but what was that tied behind her head?

Just a single strand of hair? A cheap black cloth cape, I wonder where it came from?

"Girl, who is it?" she asked cautiously. The little girl seemed to be in trouble, and she didn't mind helping her.

Feng Xili was a little hesitant. She was here alone, and the most urgent thing was to protect herself, so she could only seek help.

"If Mr. Zhong doesn't mind, can we talk somewhere else?"

When the two of them sat together, Boss Zhong was shocked. He really didn't expect that he would agree to her like this?

"Do you have paper and pen?" Feng Xili said with a natural expression and a familiar tone.

After she had filled a piece of paper with her writing, she gestured at the lower right corner for a long time before handing the paper over.

Boss Zhong took it suspiciously, and the first line of words she saw made her stand up in shock.

On the letter paper was the handwriting that he had already memorized: Sister Zhong, Brother Wang, seeing you.