He came to Zhang Buyi, saluted Zhang Buyi and said, "Old Zhou Tai, I'm disturbing this young master!"

Zhang Buyi came back to his senses, stood up, bowed to the old man, and said, "Is there something wrong with Shopkeeper Zhou?"

"Master, you've finished eating. I'll ask someone to take it away when you're done." Zhou Tai smiled and added: "Of course, Master, you can sit there as long as you want."

Zhang Buyi nodded and said: "Well, just accept it!"

"Okay!" The waiter who was following behind the shopkeeper heard this and immediately took action, quickly collecting the tableware.

"Master, do you want to chat?" The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then asked proactively.

Zhang Buyi took a look at the other person. He was in his fifties, but he didn't look old. He was a bit rich, but not too fat. His long gown was not too gorgeous, but he was well-groomed.

"That's great!" Zhang Buyi smiled and said, "Don't you need me to ask the shopkeeper to sit down?"

"Haha, the young master is quite funny when he talks. There's no need for it!" As he spoke, he sat down opposite Zhang Buyi.

But after sitting down, the two fell into silence for a moment.

Such silence made Zhou Tai think that he was different and that this person was not here to get information.

"Young Master is also from Jingle City?" Zhou Tai, who was silent for a moment, took the initiative to break the silence without letting the atmosphere get any worse.

Zhang Buyi nodded and said calmly: "I live in the west of the city and am studying at Jingle Academy."

When Zhou Tai heard this, his eyes lit up and he smiled and said: "It turns out he is a scholar!"

Zhang Buyi smiled and waved his hand and said: "I haven't tried it yet, and I may not go."

Without waiting for Zhou Tai to ask, Zhang Buyi took the initiative and continued: "Today, my mentor found a job, and he lived in the patrol room opposite.

I usually just immerse myself in reading and don't know anything about it. So I took advantage of the half-day break and wanted to come and get familiar with it in advance. After all, I will start work tomorrow, so I am really worried.

But I have no acquaintances there, so I can only sit here with you, hoping to take a look from a distance and feel more at ease tomorrow. Don’t you think, these errands don’t come out very often on weekdays?”

"Young Master is really good at what you do." Zhou Tai's eyes brightened when he heard this. As he praised him, he replied: "Young Master is actually here by accident. I heard about some major case in the past few days.

There have been several murders in Xicheng and Beicheng, so the patrols have all gone out. Normally, during the previous meal, I would have been 'booked out' by some of the patrolling adults, so it was quite lively."

"Really? That's it." Zhang Buyi said suddenly.

In this way, one wanted to chat, and the other also wanted to chat. The two of them started chatting, whether they had a chance to get along or not.

"By the way, how many female detectives are there in the patrol room?" Zhang Buyi suddenly asked after a long time.

Zhou Tai paused for a moment, then gave Zhang Buyi a meaningful look and said, "Sir, if you want to ask about other things, I may not necessarily know. But if you ask this, I really know a lot."

Zhang Buyi's eyes brightened a lot. He changed his previous indifference and seemed to be interested. With a smile that all men understand, he said: "Really, let's talk about it."

"We're in the patrol room. There are four female catchers in total, all of whom are detectives in the patrol room. After all, women couldn't have been detectives before..."

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The two chatted for a long time before Zhou Taicai said goodbye and left. He didn't know whether the other party really didn't know much or was just worried.

Anyway, it seems like he talked a lot, but in fact he didn’t even reveal any information about his daily life, and all he talked about was gossip.

Zhang Buyi didn't intentionally ask anything. After Zhou Tai left, he stayed on guard for a long time. Finally, in the middle of the afternoon, near dusk, he saw the patrol detectives coming back with teams of police officers one after another.

Zhang BuYi from Women's Team A also saw them. They were dressed the same as ordinary police officers and had the same team configuration.

There is no high-end bicycle rider. If Zhou Tai hadn't been sure that the other party was a policeman, Zhang Buyi would have thought that Woman A was a policeman.

After that, there was no follow-up. After watching for half an afternoon, Zhang Buyi just looked at him like this. There was no contact or any progress in the investigation. It was all in vain.

As for waiting for people to get off work, then follow them up by yourself?

He's not mentally ill!

Let alone the question of whether the other party is a professional, if he is a rookie, is it possible to follow a professional detective, or a female detective, without being discovered?

In this era, for a woman to be able to work in a place like this, she either has a very strong background or extremely strong professional abilities. After all, equality has not yet become a big thing.

Anyway, no matter what the situation was, if Zhang Buyi followed him rashly, it was a sign that he was out of his mind.

"Forget it, wait until I get to work tomorrow, and we'll slowly investigate the situation depending on the situation!" Zhang Buyi whispered in his heart, got up and left the shop, looked at the direction, and headed towards Xicheng.

Zhang Buyi did not go home directly, but thought of Zhang Bucheng's tired appearance last night. He touched the coins in his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and came to Xinde Street, a living street not far from his home.

It was already evening now, and those who got off work early had already started to get off work, so the whole street was full of fireworks, vendors were hawking, and aunts were 'fighting' for one or two more wild vegetables. There was an endless stream.

Such a scene was really hard to see in previous lives.

Zhang Buyi walked on the street and felt familiar and strange at the same time. The familiarity came from his predecessor and the strangeness came from himself.

"Uncle Huang, how are you selling this meat today?" Zhang Buyi came to a stall and asked while poking a piece of pork belly with his finger.

"Hey, it's the second son of the Zhang family. Why, today is not the New Year or the festival, how can you, a kid, be willing to see meat and fish?" Looking at Zhang Buyi, the old butcher in his fifties said familiarly. "Five."

It costs eight cents, but it’s a good fat piece of meat, and it’s not greasy at all.”

Seeing the proud look on the old man's face, Zhang Buyi was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that in this era, meat is rare, and fat meat should be more expensive than lean meat.

"What about these ribs?" Zhang Buyi asked while thinking.

"Four articles!"

Zhang Buyi nodded and said, "Okay, give me two kilograms of ribs!"

"Oh, it seems like you are really getting rich by allowing your kid to spend so much money!" The other party said with a smile while eating the ribs.

Zhang Buyi smiled and said nothing, because his home is next door, and these people are all old acquaintances from childhood to adulthood. Who doesn't know him?

Therefore, he maintained his original persona, speaking little but not indifferent. Apart from a warm greeting, he would only say one or two words when necessary.

"Aunt Qi, how do you sell these potatoes?" Zhang Buyi asked after taking the meat and paying for it, and then went to the stall next to him.

"One penny and two catties." The potato seller replied enthusiastically.

"Okay, give me two kilograms. You have to pick something bigger and fresher!" Zhang Buyi warned.

There is no optional market here like in later generations. At least when you buy groceries, people bring them to you, and you can only stare and say a few words.

"Don't worry, your seventh aunt, I can still make your kid suffer. Wouldn't that be embarrassing to my old face!"

Zhang Buyi showed a warm smile and did not answer the question again. He was friendly and had a scholarly atmosphere.

Then Zhang Buyi bought another penny of garlic and ginger before getting up and leaving.

"Oh, these two boys from the Zhang family are really suffering."

"No, if Doctor Zhang was still here back then, he would also be the second young master!"

"Who says it's not the case, especially the second oldest one? It is said that he is now the number one in Jingle Academy!"

"Oh, it's just that the boss is a bit out of tune, otherwise he wouldn't be like this. Look at the gentle and quiet guy, he looks like a scholar at first glance."

"Hey, it's not easy for this boss. He went to the dock to move goods at the age of eighteen or nineteen. He was raised as a young master before."

"That was his own misdeed a few years ago. If this second guy hadn't been wiser earlier, he would have died long ago."

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Zhang Buyi went to the street and bought six kilograms of rice from a rice store, spending another nine cents.

Today I spent a full twenty cents, which is almost Zhang Bucheng's wages for three days, and it takes three days of full work.

After looking at his pocket, there were still thirty-six pieces of writing, and Zhang Buyi was really speechless.

As a modern Chinese, the awareness of saving money is engraved in our genes. I feel panicked when I don’t have any savings in my hand.

He really doesn't understand what kind of life it takes to live like this, where he almost works and eats all day long. It would be difficult if he doesn't work for a few days or something happens, such as getting sick.

The two brothers' family fortunes, let alone their savings, could be completely bankrupt by an accident, leading to the sale of the last property!

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While thinking, Zhang Buyi returned home and went to the kitchen. He skillfully made a fire, washed the meat, and processed the potatoes.

Although all the tools depend on a knife, coming from a rural area, he doesn't feel like he can't do it, it's just a bit troublesome.

After getting the ingredients, Zhang Buyi looked at the spice jar. Fortunately, there was also a small piece of brown sugar.

Then make it into two dishes, the more delicate is the more exquisite!

Humming an unknown tune, holding on to time, I started to cook the dishes slowly. The roasted pork ribs with potatoes and the barely-canned caramelized vinegar pork ribs took nearly an hour to prepare.

I looked at the sky and saw that it was getting dark outside. I should be back soon.

"Squeak..."

As soon as the idea came to his mind, the old courtyard door was pushed open, and Zhang Bucheng carried his tired body into the courtyard.

Instantly, the tangy fragrance hit his nostrils, and he was stunned.

"We're back, then wash your hands and eat!" Zhang Buyi put away the contentment on his face and replaced it with an expressionless face. He said while serving the dishes in a voice that didn't contain any emotion.

Zhang Bucheng still didn't come out of his daze. He looked at the two dishes served by Zhang Buyi in the living room and his walking figure in a daze.

Zhang Buyi then brought out a basin of hot water and said coldly: "Wash your hands!"

Only then did Zhang Bucheng come back to his senses, his expression was incomprehensible, and he began to wash his hands.

There were obviously dark stains on his hands, and there were stains on his short hexagrams, and even on his exposed arms.
Chapter completed!