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Chapter 227 This Person Must Get Rid Of
In the teahouse, through Yiyi's narration, the scene of Zhou Yuan entering the shop was presented in front of Yang Zhen.

【Inside the green plant shop】

Zhou Yuan: What kind of green plants are there in your shop? Take them out and have a look.

Dude: This way please, guest officer!Guest officer, please look, this is rock pine, bamboo, lead orchid...

Zhou Yuan: Come on, come on, I think the potted plant in the boy's hand just now is not bad, what is it?
Guy: That's Lamei.Wait a minute, I'll bring it over...

Zhou Yuan: Hmm, that young man looks familiar to me, is he the young master of the Liu family?

Guy: Huh?Yeah, I don't know.

Zhou Yuan: Why, not a regular customer?

Dude: Never seen that before.

Zhou Yuan: Oh!

(turns away)
Clerk: Guest officer, this Lamei...

Zhou Yuan (raises his hand): I forgot to bring my money today, don’t read it!
……

After Zhou Yuan left that shop, he strolled into a ready-to-wear shop opposite.

He took one piece of clothing after another and made gestures on his body, and let the tailor compare the size for him, but he kept moaning and saying nothing.

Yang Zhen still didn't understand that this person was observing her with divine sense, so as not to turn around the corner and bump into herself.

The spiritual consciousness of the monk who established the foundation can extend several miles away.People come and go in the busy city, although there is a lot of interference, but it is still easy to lock a target twenty or thirty feet away.

Very well, Yang Zhen didn't want to be too far away from him.

Now that he caught his attention, Yang Zhen simply pretended to be listening to a story in a teahouse, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was addicted to the story.

He was thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

This person followed all the way, trying to find something from himself?
Is there any way for me to find out what his purpose is?
perhaps……

I can cast a bait out and see what he does when he takes it.

This bait must know me, but it cannot know too much about my situation.

Who to choose?
Looking at the noisy flow of people outside, Yang Zhen's heart moved, and a candidate appeared in his mind.

Just at this time, a story ended, he left the money, took the winter plum, and wandered away.

It's just a gesture of coming home after a long absence and going out to hang out and relax.

……

Yang Zhen came to the familiar market.

It is still so lively here, and the various food stalls are still so attractive.

The uncle who sells sesame seed cakes is still humming a ditty.

"Uncle Wu!" Yang Zhen walked towards the ugly man with a smile on her face: "Give me two sesame cakes!"

"Young Master Yang," the man also looked happy when he saw Yang Zhen, "Are you going home for the new year?"

As he was talking, his hands kept moving, and soon two warm biscuits were brought over.

Yang Zhen squatted down and put the potted plant in her hand under the booth.Only then did he stretch out two hands, grabbed a piece of biscuit each, and ate it standing up.

While eating, I chatted with this Uncle Wu until two pieces of biscuits were in my stomach, then I took out two copper coins and said goodbye and left.

He seemed to have forgotten about Lamei.

Uncle Wu was busy, but he didn't notice at all.

Yang Zhen left the market, walked around a row of houses, sat down in a snack bar facing away from the market, ordered a bunch of food, and began to enjoy it.

With his current cultivation base and his stomach after exercise, even if there are several times more food, he can easily eat it.

This small shop is about forty feet away from Uncle Wu, and it is still within the scope of Yiyi's spiritual consciousness. (Note 1:)
He deliberately chatted with Uncle Wu for a while, just to lure Zhou Yuan over.

From what he thought, if Zhou Yuan was impatient, he would probably go to the sesame seed stall right now; if he was calm, he might go to find Uncle Wu at night.

No matter what it is, with the pot of wintersweet, their conversation will be heard by myself.

The result did not disappoint him, only half a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Yuan appeared in front of Uncle Wu.

This guy can't hold his breath!Yang Zhen sneered secretly.

The conversation between the two was relayed by Yiyi again.

【In front of the biscuit stall】

Zhou Yuan: Brother, here is a piece of biscuit.

Uncle Wu: Good!This brother, a copper coin.

Zhou Yuan (taking the biscuits and standing there to eat): Hey, do you have a pot of wintersweet here?
Uncle Wu: What?Oops, it's not mine!I think about it, it must belong to Mr. Yang, hey!
Zhou Yuan: Young Master Yang?Are you acquainted?

Uncle Wu: Yes, yes, Mr. Yang, he has a very kind heart. He often comes to my place to buy sesame seed cakes...

Zhou Yuan: That's because your biscuits are delicious and people like to eat them.

Uncle Wu: Hi!Big brother, let me tell you the truth, I know the sesame seed cakes I make myself, and they taste just like that.He is grateful for the little favor I did for him back then, so he often comes to take care of my business, and he is kind-hearted!
Zhou Yuan: Oh?How did you help him?

Uncle Wu: (some words omitted)... I didn't think much about it at that time, so I gave him and his partner two biscuits...

Zhou Yuan: He still has a partner?Does this partner often come to your place to buy biscuits?
Uncle Wu: I have been here a few times in the past two years, always with this little Mr. Yang, and I don’t seem to see him recently.

Zhou Yuan: It’s possible that the parents have grown up and you won’t be able to recognize them, haha!
Uncle Wu: How is that possible?His partner's face is... Hey, look at my mouth, don't talk nonsense about others, don't talk nonsense.

Zhou Yuan: What's the matter, is his partner ugly?If that's the case, then it's impossible for the Zhao family to want him!

Uncle Wu: The two of them had to share a piece of cake at that time, and they had suffered together.If there is only one person in the Zhao family, would Young Master Yang be willing?
Zhou Yuan: It is true.How long has this guy been here?

Uncle Wu: Almost a year!
……

Listening to the conversation between the two, Yang Zhen smiled.

This Uncle Wu, everything else is fine, but his mouth is a bit broken.

This is exactly what Yang Zhen needs, otherwise, if we can't talk, I really don't know what Zhou Yuan wants to ask this week.

Now he has understood.Zhou Yuan seems to be more interested in Tie Zhu than himself!
Why?Is there anything worthy of Tie Zhu's investigation?
Yang Zhen couldn't understand it.

But no matter what Zhou Yuan is looking for Tie Zhu for, he must never let him find it!

This is not only because Tie Zhu is his friend, but also because he is working with Chen Fugui.

If Chen Fugui was involved, how should the origin of those spirit herbs be explained.

If Chen Fugui finds Aunt Fu's side again, how can the large amount of Xuanyang wood trade be explained.

Yang Zhen knew in her heart that these matters of his could not help but be seriously investigated.

He can make money safely and steadily now, because the Zhao family trusted him and did not send anyone to investigate him.

Otherwise, once exposed to the sun, he would not be able to give a reasonable answer to these matters.

The question before him now is how to deal with this Zhou Yuan.

It doesn't matter whether he wants to check himself or Tie Zhu.

As long as he keeps following him like this, not to mention that he cannot contact Aunt Fu, it is even very likely that his secrets will be exposed one by one.

This Zhou Yuan, he must find a way to get rid of it!

How to proceed?
Yang Zhen racked her brains.

Slowly, an interlocking plan took shape in his mind.

(Note 1: It is assumed in this article that if Yiyi directly uses his spiritual sense to listen to Zhou Yuan's conversation, Zhou Yuan will detect it because his cultivation level is not as good as the other party's. But through Luzhi, there is no such problem.

Of course, if the other party has a higher level of cultivation, such as Zhao Beiqing, they may also be aware of it. )
　Thanks to my old friend for the support of the monthly ticket for self-cultivation and self-cultivation with blades and no umbrellas on rainy nights!Thanks radish!
　　
　
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