Two voices came into Chen Qiye's ears. He turned his head and looked at him. He saw two old and young people standing not far away, bowing respectfully to Uncle Yan.

They were wearing brown robes, and decorations such as gold silk and jade pendants were vaguely seen in the robe. They were low-key but not lacking in nobility, and were also very energetic and exuded a convincing temperament in every move.

"Haha...Brother Zhang, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!"

Uncle Yan smiled and waved to the old man who looked similar to him, very happy.

"Old Minister, you have been together for more than a hundred years. I thought you were dead so old for so many years, but I didn't expect that it would appear today."

The white-haired old man said with a smile, not respectful to him at all because Uncle Yan was an old minister.

Uncle Yan waved his hand, "It's so fast, it's so soon. I'm so destined to come to you to reminisce about the past."

"Oh, old minister, are you going to walk ahead of me?"

The two old men said with a smile. They were very indifferent to life and death, but Chen Qiye and another young man were stunned when they heard it.

While the two old people were communicating, the young man bowed to Chen Qiye and said, "Mr. Leica, I am the young shopkeeper of this 'Rongbaozhai'. Zhang Chengdao, I haven't gone out to greet him before, so I ask Leica not to blame him."

Chen Qiye raised his eyebrows. Does this Zhang Chengdao actually know him?

"It's okay." He waved his hand and looked at the low-key young man in front of him with curiosity: "No need to be polite, you and I are both young people, just communicate in ways that young people can accept."

Zhang Chengdao blinked, then made an invitation gesture to Chen Qiye, obviously trying to give this small compartment to the two old men.

Chen Qiye looked at Uncle Yan, and after seeing the latter chuckling and nodding, he followed Zhang Chengdao to another small compartment curiously.

The rest compartment on the first floor of Rongbaozhai is equipped with a formation to isolate noises.

"Lord Leica, your name has spread throughout our circle."

"As a rising star in the Ministry of Public Security, who doesn't know your name except those who don't pay attention to this aspect?" Zhang Chengdao said with a shallow smile. He picked up a pot of tea and poured a cup for Chen Qiye.

Although they are both young people, the gap in their identities still cannot relax Zhang Chengdao.

Chen Qiye didn't care, anyway, he was just talking.

"Young Master Zhang is joking. A new show is not considered a good person, it can only be considered as standing in the right position." Chen Qiye said with a smile.

Zhang Chengdao chose the location in a very good way. You can see the scene on the street outside through the gaps between the small bamboo forest ornaments on the table.

From here, it can be seen that the people are crowded and the sky is noisy, and various hawking and bargaining sounds are coming one after another.

If the low-level demons that appear from time to time on the street are ignored, this place is completely a human city.

Because not all high-level demons will choose to enter the rights group, and a considerable number of high-level demons choose to be ordinary people.

Low-level demons, high-level demons, those who are keen on power, those who are not interested in power, those who are keen on wealth, those who are selfless and fearless, all kinds of demons form the city.

"Lord Leica, do you have any advice on this market?" Zhang Chengdao looked at Chen Qiye who was staring blankly outside and asked in a low voice.

"It took four or five hundred years to build this market to reach such prosperity. As a native of this place, I know a lot about it. If Lord Leica has anything to know about this market, you can ask me."

Chen Qiye came to his senses and waved his hand to Zhang Chengdao, "I didn't have any advice, I just suddenly remembered something."

"You just said you are very familiar with this area?" Chen Qiye looked at Zhang Chengdao with interest.

"Yes, I am an orphan adopted by Mr. Zhang. I grew up in this market. If you want to say that the person who knows the best here is me besides the old man."

Zhang Chengdao chuckled and said, "Don't look at me so young, I've actually lived here for nearly a hundred years."

Chen Qiye stared at Zhang Chengdao and looked silently, then continued to look at the street: "I heard Uncle Yan say before that this shop was his property. Do you know this matter clearly?"

"I heard of this matter a little."

"I heard that the old minister saved the dying old man at that time. Not only did he save him, but he also gave the shop to the old man even by the agent. Otherwise, the old man would have died long ago and I would have died long ago."

Chen Qiye didn't expect to hear such a thing, and his gaze turned to Zhang Cheng and said, "Tell me in detail."

Zhang Chengdao sat upright and sorted out his robe, and then started to say in detail:

"I heard from the old man that he was found by the old minister on the edge of a big river. The old man didn't say much about the rescue process, but he told me some of the subsequent events."

"After the old minister rescued him, he brought him into the Ministry of Security for him to recuperate. At that time, the old minister had already had physical problems, so they often stayed together."

After that, Zhang Chengdao told Chen Qiye a lot about what happened between the old minister and the old man, including how they established a friendship and how the old man got this store.

Chen Qiye was thinking when he suddenly heard Uncle Yan's voice, and at the same time the old man's voice also came. The two of them immediately stood up and returned to the previous small compartment.
Chapter completed!