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Mu Chengfang shook her head: "I am not sure right now, but I think, I should take a look at Wang Weide's corpse before I know."

But even so, it was useless. Wang Weide's body was no longer there, so he guessed that it was arranged by Ji Mulang. Mu Chengfang guessed that it was indeed true, and on the second day she heard from Ji Mulang that they were in the middle of preparing for Wang Weide's burial.

Zhang Tu Hu raised his head, his vicious round eyes staring at the woman: "What do you know? If you think my pork is not fresh, you don't have to buy it. "

"Why are you being so fierce? Sigh, what bad luck."

The woman left straightforwardly, but she had to tell others about her anger in Zhang Tu Hu. When they arrived at another stall that sold pork, the lady directly said, "Ah, it's better if you do. The pork is fresh, not like that Zhang Tu Hu. The pork that you sell tastes especially old."

At this time, the merchant would inevitably have to speak up for him and demean others. However, this butcher was an honest man, and only politely said to the woman: "After all, Zhang Tu Hu has lost his wife, so this pork chop might just have some impact on his mood. "It's fine. It might be over in a few days."

Which one of them was not eager to see other people coming to buy from their own house, not to mention that this butcher also sold pork like Zhang Tu Hu, and now helped him to speak up.

For people like them, every day they only faced maids and aunts who bought food. There was no need for them to put on a false front and instead, the more they scolded others, the easier it was for them to gain good impressions of them.

Mu Chengfang saw that she looked sincere, and was at the same age as the Zhang Tu Hu. In comparison, Zhang Tu Hu was very tired and his eyes were full of circles. Although this butcher looked to be in good spirits, when he started to chop pork, he looked very weak.

As she walked closer, the butcher politely asked, "Young Master, are you here to buy pork?"

Mu Chengfang nodded her head, and asked on the way: "I just arrived here not long ago, I don't know how pork can be bought fresh … …"

"It's like this. Generally, they sell well like the hog paw and hoof, and the braised meat tastes pretty good. If you are short on money, I can help you prepare some minced meat to go back. "

Mu Chengfang looked at it for a bit, then said: "Prepare some pig's feet for me, my master wants to eat them."

With that, the butcher's hand that was raising his blade stopped in midair. He raised his eyes and started to size Mu Chengfang up, and after a while he asked: "Young Master, are you working at the yamen?"

"No." These words were not Mu Chengfang's answer, rather, it was the reply of the passing Sun Jin.

Although he knew that the "master of my house" that Mu Chengfang spoke of wasn't talking about him, Sun Jin still couldn't help but want to come over and cling onto this position.

"I am his master."

There was a strange expression on the face of the butcher. He did not seem to be relieved at all. He quickly finished preparing the pig's feet after a few cuts.

She was helpless and could only continue: "Oh right, I see that your method of killing pigs is similar to Zhang Tu Hu. Then why is your family's pork business better than his?"

The butcher looked at Mu Chengfang and Sun Jin, and then answered honestly: "Actually, I couldn't have done anything originally. It was because of the abilities Zhang Tu Hu Big Brother Zhang taught me, and he even gave me some crushed silver to raise pigs. That's why I was like this. However, in the beginning, Big Brother Zhang's business was really good, but I don't have many people here. However, because Big Brother Zhang's mind had been restless recently, the taste of the pork that he made was a little off. And I. In fact, my family's pork has always been like this. "If it wasn't for Brother Zhang's bad mood, I'm afraid I wouldn't have any business at all."

Mu Chengfang nodded and did not speak further.

If that was the case, then why was there a few more stalls separating them?

Mu Chengfang picked up two kgs and started walking in front of Sun Jin.

He never thought that Sun Jin would actually keep following her.

After walking a few more steps, Mu Chengfang stopped in her tracks. Why are you following me? "

Sun Jin said seriously: "I would like to see what new clues you have. "How is it, did you get anything?"

Speaking of the case, Mu Chengfang fell into deep thought.

Unknowingly, they arrived at the teahouse that Wang Weide went to that day. Sun Jin also quietly followed, and did not say a word for a long time.

A few people were drinking tea there while chatting. They were all people who hadn't studied in the county, so when they talked about these things, their voices became louder.

"Take a look at that Zhang Tu Hu lately, his pork is not tasty. "It seems like his wife's excitement is quite strong. Otherwise, why would he be like this every day?"

"The Zhang Tu Hu people are pretty good. Originally, they were very enthusiastic about it, but when I went to his house to buy pork, because I was a regular customer, they would also give me some meat bones. "Sigh, he hasn't even spoken for the past few days. He just stared at me as if everyone owed him a few hundred thousand or eighty thousand yuan just by saying a few unpleasant words."

"That is to say, we didn't have anything to do with his wife, so why does he look at us like that? This kind of person was still not suitable for doing business. I heard that the adulterer hasn't been found yet, so of course Zhang Tu Hu can't let this go for a day. "

"Really?" Didn't Wang Weide claim to know everything? Since he found Wang Weide, how is it possible that he still does not know who the adulterer is? "

Mu Chengfang was still in the middle of her verification when she heard the conversation. The cup stopped in mid-air.

When he looked at Sun Jin, his eyes flashed with a glint of light as well. It was so fleeting that it felt like an illusion.

"Didn't Wang Weide die? Well, who knows? In my opinion, maybe this Zhang Tu Hu did not have any money to buy information, so they just killed Wang Weide in one go? "

"That's impossible... It's enough for him to chop pork every day to vent his anger. Why would he need to kill people? "

Mu Chengfang drank a mouthful of tea and recovered her composure.

Just then, Wang Weide's mourning team came in.

The few gossipers started to talk about Wang Weide's corpse again. It was in a terrifying state of death, some people even started to feel that this case was too mysterious, maybe they were even torn into pieces by some wild beast.

Thinking about it, how could a person tear a corpse into ten thousand pieces? If it was not to cover up the truth about the dead, it was to vent too much.

Mu Chengfang stood up and was about to leave, when suddenly, Sun Jin stopped her.

"I'm going back." Mu Chengfang said.

Sun Jin glanced at her, and then looked at the teapot on the table: "I haven't paid the silver yet."

Mu Chengfang choked down her throat in one breath, placed some silver on the table, and prepared to leave.

Sun Jin was an adult after all, why did he have to pay for two sips of tea?

"Come back with me, I'll return the money to you."

"Since you want to return the silver to me, why do you need me to pay for it?"

Sun Jin thought, didn't they have to come and go?

But he couldn't say that, so he just spread out his hands and said, "I've never been in the habit of taking money with me when I go out. I will drink this tea as well. Wouldn't it be dishonoring me to have you pay me all of it? "

Mu Chengfang felt that she couldn't outspeak him, and he had even said the words "you have lost your identity". It was obvious that she couldn't reject him. Without hesitating for long, she returned back to the yamen with Sun Jin.

Seeing that Wang Weide's body had already been buried, if Mu Chengfang wanted to examine his corpse again, he would not have the chance.

Sun Jin seemed to have already figured out what she was thinking, and said: "Do you want this noble one to bring you to Zhang Tu Hu again tonight?"

Mu Chengfang did not want to do it, but Wang Weide's corpse had already been buried, so she had no way of going to other places to find clues. But after she promised Sun Jin, she felt that she was at a disadvantage.

Could this person know his identity and purposely tease him?

She was only a woman in the corona, how could Sun Jin get along with her so easily? Even Ji Mo Lang didn't want her to do what a corona should do, right?

After returning to the yamen, Mu Chengfang saw Uncle Gong taking down some records.

He didn't know how to write, so he could only draw with a brush. Mu Chengfang was curious, so she walked closer.

Uncle Gong was so engrossed in his drawing that he did not even notice that Mu Chengfang was behind his.

She looked at it for a while. Although the Uncle Gong's drawing skills were not good, she had some of the points that she should have.

After a while, Uncle Gong finished drawing, and turned to see Mu Chengfang.

"Why didn't you knock when you came in?" There was a hint of reproach in her tone, but it wasn't too hard.

Mu Chengfang said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I just thought … Wang Weide's corpse has already been buried, so … "

"So you want to find out about Wang Weide's body from me? Little Chen, you are new here, right? Since you're new, you should do your job and start from the very basics. Aren't you afraid that your judgment will mislead the lord when you handle such a big case? Furthermore, this is also your master's decision. I advise you not to investigate Wang Weide's case anymore, and to properly tidy up all the tools. "