Chapter 152 The identity of the fourth person
Min Zangzhi waited for a long time, but no one tried to keep him.
He glared at Zhou Zhao angrily and walked out angrily.
Zhou Zhao is really not a good guy. Now that he knows that he is happy with Chu You, he takes out his lifeline and ignores him more and more.
Of course, he had never been in the corner of his eyes before.
The Manmoji is a two-story wooden building located near Huaidefang in Xicheng City. You can see a pot of orchids in front of the shop door from a distance, with a faint fragrance. Min Zangzhi is obviously a familiar guest .
As soon as he arrived at the shopkeeper in front of the door, he came up with a smile. The folds on his face were almost squeezed like bun skin, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.
He was short and fat, wearing a green robe, and looked like a vegetable worm from a distance.
"How can Mr. Min get free today? Is there a new incense? We have a new inkstone in our shop, and this is the only place between heaven and earth..."
He said, pleasing to him as he looked at him with a pleasing look. Looking behind Min Zangzhi, he saw Zhou Zhao and Su Changying standing on the left and right. His voice stopped abruptly and his expression suddenly became serious.
He looked around, lowered his voice and said to the three of them, "Sir, what case has happened? You may be convenient for you, don't make a statement, and follow the villain upstairs. The villain must have said everything he knows. All of them are."
Open the door to do business, and be kind to make money.
If you are involved in official disputes, the loss will be great. Manmoji is in the limelight recently, and I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at it.
Min Zangzhi looked at Zhou Zhao, and the shopkeeper suddenly understood that among the three, Zhou Zhao, the girl, was the one who was in charge. "My little Zhou, can you be compatible?"
Zhou Zhao nodded.
The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, led the three of them to the second floor, searched for a elegant room, then looked around, and closed the door.
Min Zangzhi was not the first time he came back. He walked to the table by himself, picked up the osmanthus cake, and started eating it in small bites.
"Why do I come? Don't you think there is a case? Zhou Zhao comes, do you think it's business? Do I look like a idle person?"
The shopkeeper smiled and discussed it in a naive way. No more.
Min Zangzhi came here to give money. Zhou Zhao and Su Changying looked murderous, who were here to give money, the material of the coffin.
"I won't say much nonsense. Look at this half of the ink, but from the Man Mo Record, can you find who the buyer is?" Zhou Zhao didn't want to listen to Min Zangzhi's nonsense, so he took the conversation directly. A handkerchief was taken out of the sleeve bag, and the handkerchief contained half of the ink on the fourth deceased. As soon as the handkerchief was opened, a faint fragrance of orchids came to his nose.
The shopkeeper's expression became so serious that he immediately became nervous. He actually took the case!
"Lord Xiao Zhou, could it be that the two pigs carried to Tingwei Temple today were poisoned by our ink? Although this ink cannot be eaten, it will definitely not kill people. It will eat even more. Immortal Pig!”
He said, picking up the ink and sniffing it, putting it in his palm and turning it over carefully.
"This is indeed from our Manmoji, which is the fragrance of Min Langjun. The ink-making master in the store only made ten gold orchids ink, twenty silver orchids ink, and one hundred copper orchids ink. Mo, including our boss’s private collection, has a total of 133 pieces, not more than one piece, not more than one piece. ”
The shopkeeper talks about the things in the store, and is very clear.
He put the golden thread orchid on the table and walked to the wall on the east side. Here was a wooden shelf filled with silk.
Each roll was neatly stacked, with a red rope tied to the head, and a small wooden sign hung on it. The shopkeeper searched for a while, took out a roll of silk from it, spread it on the table. He looked at it, rolled up the contents on both sides, revealing only the contents about the golden thread orchid.
"Ten pieces of ink. Each piece is different, there are eight customers in total," the shopkeeper said, picking up the remaining gold thread on the ink strip and looking down one by one, and seeing the ninth one. , and just paused.
Zhou Zhao leaned over and looked at it, and couldn't help but admire that Man Mo Ji really made money.
The gold thread on each piece of ink is actually subtle. Those suckers have to spend a lot of money on this uniqueness.
She glanced down and was surprised to find that the three lines in front were all familiar names, Shaofu Han Ze.
Zhou Zhao's eyes moved, "Han Ze bought three?"
The shopkeeper nodded, "Yes, Han Xiaolangjun's father is the young mansion. He often collects some rare things to pay tribute. The lady Cen in the palace likes the fragrance of orchids very much, and it should be prepared for her."
Zhou Zhao thought about it thoughtfully and continued to look down.
The remaining seven people, four of them are in Chang'an City, are elegant people with names, and there are three who do not recognize them.
The shopkeeper was obviously a personal spirit. He saw through what Zhou Zhao thought at first sight and immediately explained, "The first seven are for noble people, and the last three are for rich people."
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Zhou Zhao was stunned and surprised at the shopkeeper's straightforwardness.
So the last three are sold to the suckers at high prices!
"This piece of ink should have been bought by a wealthy man named Sun Yang. Sun Yang is a regular customer in our shop. He is very good at growing orchids. There are many flowers growing in the capital. Everyone recognizes him."
It should be this person.
Zhou Zhao thought and looked at the shopkeeper, "What did Sun Yang look like? Has he ever appeared recently? What did you buy in your shop?"
The shopkeeper thought for a while, "I also bought sachets, which are also fragrant with orchids. Sun Yang is over 60 years old, and a son went to the county and state to be an official, not in the capital. His wife had passed away in the early years, and he was generous. , I came to buy ink last time and gave me a few golden beans. But I haven't been here again recently."
The shopkeeper said, hesitated for a moment and asked again, "Mr. Xiao Zhou, it's Sun Yang Is it dead, or did Sun Yang kill someone? "
Zhou Zhao looked at the shopkeeper deeply, "Sun Yang died, he was killed."
The shopkeeper exclaimed in surprise. , covering his mouth and nose, "This...so this is his relic?"
The shopkeeper said, his eyes rolling.
Zhou Zhao swore that this person must have changed his mind, and he turned a new idea to make money! They confirmed the identity of the deceased by this Fang Mo. The shopkeeper's announcement will be known to everyone in the city. This Man Mo Record is going to be taken to the next level.
"When the case is over, you can speak again, otherwise the murderer will be scared away..."
The shopkeeper squinted his eyes and smiled, "Mr. Zhou, I understand! "
He thought, and his eyes moved and added, "To be honest, the villain felt that Sun Yang was a little suspicious. He was wearing a wooden carving around his neck. The one carved on the top was a Head. Once, he accidentally stained his robe while trying ink in the store.
We prepared robes for the guests, and when I changed his clothes, I accidentally saw them."
The shopkeeper said with a strange expression, "It's really a human head, strung around his neck with a red rope."
Dears, happy New Year's Eve! I wish you good luck and prosperity in the new year! Be healthy and everything goes well. Don't wait for the second chapter, there may be only one chapter today. It’s the New Year! (I'll make up later) I hope you can understand and be considerate!