It was almost six in the afternoon.
The wind began to blow outside the door.
Looks like the weather is going to change again!
Ling Ping'an closed the door tighter, then took his phone and sat on the sofa.
Meow!
The kitten jumped onto him and gently rubbed against its master's clothes.
"Let's eat barbecue today..." Ling Ping'an played with his phone and remembered the bowl of spiced water he had brewed.
In order to avoid spoilage, he decided to bake it today.
But …
What barbecue should we eat?
Beef?
I feel a little sick of eating beef rice every day!
Mutton?
Thinking of mutton, his lips slowly curled up as he recalled the mutton he had a few years ago.
It was really fresh!
Furthermore, it was extremely fragrant!
Thinking of the mutton, Ling Ping'an couldn't help but tear up.
However …
He couldn't find a suitable one.
Ling Ping'an remembered the previous IQ tax.
He shrunk his neck. The ancients said that things should not happen more than three times.
However, in order to eat mutton, he had paid the IQ tax at least five times, and every time, he was cheated.
The mutton he bought didn't smell good, so he could only throw it in the trash can.
"Should I pay the IQ tax again?" he thought.
However, he swiped on the local fresh food platform on his phone.
He sighed again.
Because he knew that these people were just bragging.
But in fact, the lamb they were selling was not the 'Northwest Lamb' that they claimed to be.
Many of them were directly slaughtered and transported from the pastures of Nanzhou or Beizhou.
They were all products of industrialization.
Although they were called lambs, they were actually male lambs.
It smells really fishy!
Other than being cheap and mass-produced, there were no other advantages.
Therefore, he could only put down the phone in his hand.
"Unfortunately, I don't know anyone who specializes in supplying …" He couldn't help but sigh.
As a gourmet, it had always been a pity that he didn't have a reliable and professional supplier.
But it couldn't be helped. He didn't need good meat often.
He might not even cook once a month.
Besides, he didn't have much money.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to know any professional suppliers.
Those people all had their own special circles.
Thinking of that shop, Ling Ping'an stood up.
"Yes …" he said, "Maybe I can go to that shop and ask …"
The crayfish I bought from there last time was really delicious!
Therefore, he was trustworthy.
Thus, Ling Ping'an put on his coat and picked up his cat.
"Little sweetheart, let's go out for a while …"
Meow!
The kitten meowed softly in its master's arms.
… …
Ling Ping'an came to the market.
His road dementia was acting up again.
He looked at the densely packed vegetable stalls and the roads that led to different directions.
He scratched his head. "Is that the seafood store from last time over there?"
He really couldn't remember.
Meow!
The kitten in his arms meowed and wanted to come down.
Ling Ping'an put it down.
The kitten walked forward vigorously, meowing as it walked.
"Little darling, you remember the way..." Ling Ping'an was immediately happy and quickly followed.
A man and a cat shuttled through the afternoon market.
Soon, Ling Ping'an followed his pet into a small alley.
Meow!
The kitten meowed in front of a closed house.
Ling Ping'an looked at the door and remembered that he had been here more than twenty days ago.
It was brought by the volunteer driver.
So, he walked over and knocked on the door.
Tok tok tok …
The door opened very quickly and a man with a cigarette in his mouth appeared in front of Ling Ping'an.
"Who are you?" He glanced at Ling Ping'an with a little disdain in his eyes and a little contempt in his tone.
That was because the young man in front of him was a little too ordinary.
What was this place?
The most high-end food and beverage supplier in Jiangcheng City!
Even the mayor's family had to buy goods from this place if they wanted to have a party!
There were no commoners here, and all of them were great scholars!
Naturally, he couldn't help but be a little arrogant.
Ling Ping'an didn't care about the other party's arrogance. He just smiled and asked, "Is your store manager here?"
"Store manager?" The other party glanced at Ling Ping'an. After a moment of hesitation, he turned around and shouted, "Store manager, someone is looking for..."
After a while, a shrewd-looking man in a formal suit came to the door.
He looked at Ling Ping'an and asked in confusion, "Young master, you are?"
Ling Ping'an smiled, "Last time, a friend brought me to your shop and bought crayfish..."
The man frowned slightly. He didn't remember much about this.
However, he didn't dare to be negligent because someone who knew about this shop and said with certainty that he had been brought to buy crayfish couldn't be an ordinary person.
Because he remembered that the crayfish in the shop weren't ordinary things.
They were raised in the deep mountains of Yungui.
The annual production was at most tens of thousands of catties.
If each family divided it, there wouldn't be much left.
The people who could come here to buy crayfish were either rich or expensive!
Therefore, he asked carefully, "What's the name of your friend?"
Ling Ping'an was stunned.
Because he didn't remember the driver's name.
He could only say, "I forgot to ask his name..."
"But..."
"He's a taxi driver and a part-time volunteer..."
Hearing Ling Ping'an's words, the store manager's expression became serious. He said to Ling Ping'an, "Sir, please wait a moment..."
He turned around, returned to the shop, and dialed a number at the counter.
He didn't know what he said on the phone.
He immediately came out with a smile on his face.
"Young master... please come in..." he said with a smile, "The wind outside is strong. I don't dare to let you catch a cold..."
Ling Ping'an nodded and walked in with his cat.
After a long time, this seafood shop was still the same as the last time he saw it.
There were no crayfish in the tank.
Instead, there were many big crabs.
Ling Ping'an looked at the pure white crabs in the tank, smacked his tongue, and asked, "These are the king crabs of the Xisong, right?"
The store manager smiled and said, "Young master, you have good taste. These are the special king crabs caught from the cold water in the south of the Xisong..."
"Do you want one?"
"It's very delicious!"
Ling Ping'an shook his head, "Not for the time being..."
He couldn't afford such a luxury.
It was said on the Internet that this kind of crab was only found in the cold water in the south and west of the Xisong.
Its growth rate was extremely slow, and the population size was very small.
Therefore, it was the nobility of the crabs!
It was several times more expensive than the spider crabs that people were familiar with from the Beizhou!
Ling Ping'an couldn't even afford spider crabs, let alone this kind of thing that was known as the king of crabs?
However...
After thinking for a while, Ling Ping'an said to the store manager, "Can you leave one for me?"
"I might need it next month..."
"No problem!" The store manager said with a smile, "You can come anytime. I have it here..."
"Even if I don't, I can prepare it for you immediately. It will arrive in two hours!"
When he said this, he was full of confidence.
Although the king crab was rare and expensive, it was really not a rare item to him.
It could barely be considered an ordinary product.
In his shop, the really expensive and rare crabs were not from this kind of sea at all.
Instead, they were medicinal crabs that grew up eating ginseng and spirit worms in the mountains.
One tael in size was worth tens of thousands of yuan!
Just like that, there was a price but no market. If one didn't have connections, they wouldn't be able to buy it even if they wanted to.
"Do you need anything today?" The store manager's attitude was very amiable, which made Ling Ping'an really sigh with emotion.
"I think I should learn more from him..."
"This kind of service attitude is really too good!"
As Ling Ping'an thought about it, he nodded seriously and replied, "I want some good northwest mutton..."
"I wonder if your shop has it?"
When the store manager heard this, he laughed, "Young master, we don't have it here for the time being..."
"But please don't worry..."
"One hour! Give me an hour and I'll transfer the goods for you! "
When Ling Ping'an heard this, he immediately laughed, "Alright! I'll come back in an hour to pick up the goods... "
"Young master, how much do you want?" The store manager asked.
"Just give me two catties..." Ling Ping'an thought for a moment. He could only eat so much by himself. As he spoke, he asked, "Will this trouble you... If it's too troublesome, then forget it..."
He still knew that he couldn't rely on his own ideas for many things. He had to take care of others.
After all, it wasn't worth it for two catties of mutton.
Right?
Everyone worked hard.
Being considerate of others, in a sense, was also being considerate of oneself.
On this point, Ling Ping'an was very empathetic.
Because he was also in business.
"It's not troublesome!" Unexpectedly, the store manager immediately laughed, "It just so happens that my shop is going to have a batch of goods later..."
"Just ask the delivery person to bring it along..."
"Thank you so much!" When Ling Ping'an heard this, he immediately thanked him and then asked, "By the way, how much is it?"
The store manager smiled and said, "Since you want it... just give me 60 yuan per catty..."
When he said this, the few shop assistants next to the store manager looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Because any of the goods in this shop was priced at thousands or tens of thousands of yuan?
60 yuan per catty?
Are you sure you didn't buy it randomly in the market?
Are you trying to ruin the brand?
However, the store manager was parachuted from the headquarters and had a lot of connections!
They didn't dare to say anything and could only remember this matter in their hearts.
"60 yuan?" When Ling Ping'an heard this price, he quickly took out his phone and scanned the QR code on the counter behind him. He chose to pay 120 yuan.
Then, he showed the QR code in his hand to the store manager and said, "Then I'll come back in an hour to pick up the goods!"
"Okay!" The store manager smiled and nodded, "Take care..."
He personally sent Ling Ping'an out of the door.
Then, he closed the door and let out a long sigh. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
He turned around and looked at the shop assistants. His face was not angry but dignified, "What are you all standing there for?"
"Hurry up and get to work!"
The shop assistants immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
The store manager walked to the counter, picked up the phone, and dialed again.
"Third young master..."
"Yes..."
"That young master is here to buy mutton..."
"Understood! I will definitely do it well! "
He put down the phone and let out a sigh again.
Others didn't know, but how could he not understand?
Outsiders didn't know. They thought that their company moved the shop from the center of Jiangcheng City, where there were the most officials, nobles, and rich people, to this remote alley of the vegetable market in the east of the city.
However, the store manager understood that this was actually to make it convenient to serve that special young master.
That was the one who had just left.
A young master with glasses, ordinary clothes, and a cat by his side.
The store manager didn't know why?
But he understood that this was a direct order from the highest level of the group.
It was also the intention of the next generation of the group, the third young master who was most likely to inherit the company.
Just this fact alone was enough to show that the young man who had just left had an unimaginable background.
Therefore, the entire company had to curry favor with him.
They even needed to open a shop here just for him to serve him at any time.
"Could it be..." The store manager couldn't help but let his imagination run wild, "That company is the illegitimate child of some big shot in the imperial capital?"
The plot of a certain rich family feud TV series that he had just watched this afternoon surfaced in his mind.
When a certain big shot was young, he fell in love with a commoner girl, but they had no choice but to separate because of the family pressure. More than ten years later, the big shot, who was already in a high position, remembered his first love when he was young and sent someone to look for her. He was surprised to find that he had the product of his love.
Thus, the big shot, who was filled with guilt, poured all his love into this illegitimate child...
Thinking of this, the store manager laughed.
This kind of plot on TV could not happen in reality!
Even if it did, it could not be such a plot.
Because...
The upper echelons of the Federal Empire had high moral requirements.
Any minister in the imperial cabinet had to be examined by the Ethics Committee of the Federal Empire's Council of Ministers.
It was not that illegitimate children were not allowed.
But it had to be made public!
Any act of concealment was disloyalty!
Disloyalty to the Council of Ministers!
And disloyalty to the Council of Ministers was disloyalty to the Emperor. Disloyalty to the Emperor was disloyalty to the world.
Then he would be breaking the law.
If he knew what was good for him, he would resign voluntarily and still have some dignity. Otherwise, if he really waited for impeachment, it would trigger the crime of disloyalty.
That was a capital crime!
For two hundred years, no minister had dared to try the law.
However, other than the big shots of the imperial capital, who else could make his young master deliberately curry favor with?
He even opened the shop here for him.
It was open 24 hours a day, ensuring that he could get service at any time!
This kind of attitude and instructions was comparable to two hundred years ago, when the merchants of the imperial capital deliberately opened their shops near the imperial city in order to curry favor with the imperial family.
And that was the order to directly provide all kinds of expensive special offerings at the price of ordinary goods.
It was even comparable to the Sun family of Yungui back then, when they sold millions of yuan worth of calligraphy and paintings in the imperial capital as fakes to Emperor Taizong, who came out to visit incognito.
Thinking of this, the store manager's brows slowly furrowed.
Because he found a blind spot!
Indeed!
The big shots of the imperial capital had an Ethics Committee to examine them.
But...
The imperial family did not!
And the former emperor was rumored to be unruly...
Could it be...
Dragon's son and grandson?
The store manager's heart pounded when he thought of this.
The brother of the current emperor who was wandering among the people?
Just thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited.
The people of the Federal Empire loved gossip about the imperial family the most.
Especially this kind of gossip, no one disliked it!
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