Tang Fan asked him: "When did the Sui Baihu leave?"

Bian Yu said: "Short after you left, he left too. Later, he sent someone over and asked me to tell you that there is a temporary job in the Beizhen Fushi. Sui Baihu is going to go out for a long trip, and it will take about a few days to half a month to prevent you from waiting for him."

Tang Fan sighed: "He left in a bad time. Where can I find an old friend who can cooperate and help?"

"Isn't this still me?"

Accompanied by the voices, the admiral of the Xijing Factory of the Ming Dynasty, Eunuch Wang, walked in from the door.

Tang Fan was speechless, this was really a ghost.

"Mr. Wang is busy with all kinds of things every day, why should he come here to accompany me?"

"Oh, I think you are not happy? Aren't you going to go to the palace to investigate? That's because His Majesty asked me to watch you so that you wouldn't go to a place you shouldn't go! Do you think Sui Guangchuan could go around the palace with you? Where is that? He is the relative of the Queen Mother and doesn't have such a big face!"

Wang Zhi sneered, and he was not polite to speak to Tang Fan in the opposite direction of his caution and respectful manner.

"Why, I'm not satisfied with you with me? It's a blessing that you can't even ask for. How many people want to see me but still can't meet you!"

Unlike the green hat he had last time in Xianyun Pavilion, Wang Zhi was wearing the imperially-given Qilin suit, which was very similar to the flying fish suit of the Jinyiwei, but the patterns were different, and the level and value were different. This outfit was extremely gorgeous, and Eunuch Wang was swaying in front of Tang Fan, like a peacock.

"From today, until the case is settled, I will follow you. What's the matter to be done? I will continue to give the instructions. The efficiency of the Xichang Factory is much higher than that of the Luoshi Jinyiwei of Sui Guangchuan, not to mention that he is only a hundred households. Don't worry, I will not get in the way of your affairs. Since this case is left to you, you will be the only one who can do it."

After Wang Zhi finished speaking, what else could Tang Fan say? He could only say helplessly: "Now the palace gatekeeper is closed, and there is no rush to investigate for a while, so he can only stay for tomorrow."

Wang Zhi nodded.

Seeing that he was not leaving, Tang Fan said strangely: "Have Mr. Wang used rice?"

Wang Zhi: "I've eaten, why do you want me to treat you? There's no way."

Tang Fan: "...I haven't eaten two meals. If Wang Gong doesn't give up, I'll go with me for another meal."

Tang Fan thought that when he said this, Wang Zhi must have shook his sleeves and left. As a result, the factory man actually changed his clothes and gave him a dress of regular clothes, asking him to change them, and then followed Tang Fan from the West Factory to the wonton stall in the north of the city.

Until Wang Zhi sat down on the stool next to him, Tang Fan still felt a little incredible.

He was not afraid of Wang Zhi, but he didn't know why a decent admiral of the West Factory was a domineering figure who was usually in the six cabinets. Now he had the leisure to eat wontons here with him, and he couldn't drive him away.

What medicine did Eunuch Wang take wrong today?

Moreover, Lord Tang, who said he was not familiar with Wang Zhi, also felt that it was awkward to be followed by a eunuch. He originally wanted to take the lead to the bookstore and see what new books were published recently, but now this is the case, how can he go?

Is this world a little too fantastic when I followed the eunuch hand in hand to read the bookstore?

"Why do you think I'm not willing to treat me to dinner? Don't forget that I invited you to Xianyun Pavilion last time. The price of a plate of dishes there is enough for you to eat wontons here for a hundred times!" Eunuch Wang said justice.

Tang Fan was helpless: "Please invite me, please order whatever you eat first, and the officials are happy."

"This is almost the same, but you have nothing better than anything else. Isn't it all wontons after eating!" Wang Zhi said disgusted.

"Mr. Wang was really wrong. The boss here is famous for making wontons, but the noodle soup is also good, especially the bone soup made from old fire. It is really amazing. The Xmax House may not have such a heart. They opened a husband-and-wife shop. The boss is responsible for rolling the noodles and ramen, and the boss is responsible for making wontons. But now it's so late, the noodles are probably sold out, and there may be still leftover wontons. At that time, the bone soup wontons are sprinkled with coriander and sesame seeds. You really have to try it!" When it comes to eating, Lord Tang must be familiar with it.

The business of this stall is really very popular. They just sat down when the boss came to wipe the table and clean up the leftovers left by the customers before. This is because Lord Tang is a regular customer.

"Mr. Tang, do you want to be the same? What does this guest want?" The proprietress greeted with a smile.

Tang Fan smiled and said, "Yu Niang, you are really unkind. You are obviously left with wontons, so you still ask us what we want."

The boss lady whispered: "Then you are wronged me. Today, there are too many noodles and there are still leftovers. I have fried oil cakes. Why, do you want to serve a few servings?"

Tang Fan hurriedly said, "If you want it, four oil cakes!"

He turned his head and asked Wang Zhi again: "Do you want wontons or noodles?"

Wang Zhi was slightly stunned: "Then let's just wontons!"

Tang Fan said to the boss's wife again: "A bowl of wontons, a bowl of wonton noodles, and add more coriander!"

"Okay!" The boss lady smiled and joked: "Mr. Tang, you have so many friends in the North Town Fushi. Last time he was Lord Xue and last time he was Lord Sui. Why? Is there a new person this time?"

Tang Fan coughed lightly: "I'm attracting business to you old couples. This is not Jinyiwei, but Lord Wang from the West Factory."

Who is more informed when doing business under the imperial city? There is only one person named Wang in the entire West Factory. When he heard this, the boss's wife was confused at first, and then her face immediately changed. She trembled and shouted "Master Wang". She instantly felt like the soles of her feet were oiled, and she was floating in the shadows with a rag.

Before they could even sit down, they brought two bowls of wonton soup noodles and four large oil cakes, and the portions looked two points higher than before.

Tang Fan couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that Lord Wang's name is so powerful that he can even open a wonton stall!"

Wang Zhi groaned: "It seems that when you are with you, I must be careful that you will deceive me with my name!"

When other civil servants saw him, they were all trembling and were full of vigilance. Only Tang Fan was the exception. They spoke witty and humorous. They could make fun of themselves when they should. There was no contempt, but they made people feel particularly easy-going and comfortable. People like Wang Zhi who have been in high positions for a long time are a bit humble in their hearts. If others respect him, they would not look down on him. If they were like Tang Fan, they would feel new.

Tang Fan pushed the oil cake plate in front of him and smiled. Just as he was about to say something, someone came on the other side. Seeing that all the tables were full, there were only two seats left on the table, they walked up and sat down without asking.

Wang Zhi glared: "No more eyes? There are still people sitting here!"

The other party smiled and said, "It's quite arrogant. If your name is written on this table, we can't sit there? I know who we are, uncle?"

It's over.
Chapter completed!