Feng Qingchen walked straight into a restaurant with Xiaodouzi in her arms. An Yi took a look and saw that the word "µÂ" was still written under the restaurant's sign.
Feng Qingchen chose a seat on the second floor next to the railing. Sitting there, she could clearly see the pedestrians coming and going on the street below.
It was noon, the sun was warm, and there were many pedestrians on the street. Among those pedestrians, Anyi quickly noticed something strange.
While she was sitting on the restaurant waiting for the food to be served, there were already four or five groups of people wearing the same gray shorts walking back and forth, asking around from time to time, as if they were looking for someone.
An Yi raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen was playing with Xiaodouzi and didn't seem to pay attention to it.
After all, they were just passing by, so An Yi suppressed his curiosity.
After a while, the dishes were served, including steamed chicken with five flavors, mutton bones with Yuan juice, silk goose powder soup, and sweet-scented osmanthus radish. It is said that they are all special dishes of this town.
An Yi took a bite of the steamed chicken, which was a bit like southern cured chicken. The meat was chewy but full of flavor.
Anyi tore a chicken drumstick and gave it to Xiaodouzi to eat.
Xiaodouzi quietly put the chicken legs in the bag and let the tomb beast eat it.
The Tomb Slayer Beast was a little strange today. It was surprisingly quiet. It just stretched its little head and looked at the mouth of the bag, but its expression was very serious.
Seeing that the Tomb Suppressing Beast didn¡¯t even care about chicken legs anymore, Xiaodouzi became a little anxious.
Feng Qingchen didn¡¯t know about the existence of the tomb-suppressing beast, but An Yi knew about it. She had kept Xiaodouzi as a pet before. This pet could help Xiaodouzi take refuge in critical moments, so she didn¡¯t pay much attention to it. Seeing that Xiaodouzi had been lowering his head and playing with his pockets, An Yi was afraid that Feng Qingchen would notice, so he coughed lightly to remind Xiaodouzi.
Xiaodouzi could only raise his head and eat quickly.
The three of them were eating when noisy footsteps came from outside. Feng Qingchen ignored it and continued to eat. At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and several young men in gray clothes and bundts appeared. The man came in, didn't say anything, looked around and left!
An Yi frowned. She had just asked Chen Xiaowu to go to dinner. There was no one watching outside, but it seemed a little inappropriate for these people to come in so openly.
Not long after those people left, the shopkeeper came to apologize: "It's from our boss. A maid is missing, and the family is in a hurry, so I'm sorry!"
Feng Qingchen asked calmly: "Isn't the owner of your shop Cheng'en Gongde Mansion?"
The shopkeeper was stunned and looked at Feng Qingchen. Seeing that he was richly dressed and impressive, he did not dare to casually guess his identity, so he quickly replied: "Ours is indeed Duke Chengen's private business!"
"The Duke Cheng'en's palace is so grand because of the loss of a maid. I'm afraid it's not as simple as a maid, right?" Feng Qingchen asked with a sneer.
The shopkeeper¡¯s eyes flashed, and he asked warily: ¡°Who are you?¡±
Feng Qingchen pointed at An Yi casually: "This is Master An, the direct disciple of the Yin Yang Tian Family. He is good at medical divination. These are all calculated by this master!"
An Yi was drinking a bowl of goose noodle soup. It tasted good. Suddenly he was called by Feng Qingchen. He wiped his mouth and cheered up. He glanced sideways at Feng Qingchen. Could it be that this man also learned to eat for free?
She has always been good at finding unlucky store owners to pay for meals. When did it become this uncle¡¯s turn to take action? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com