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There were many places to stay, and with Yin Qian's special instructions, Mo Wen had the opportunity to choose a suitable residence. In the end, he selected a secluded courtyard. Originally, Yin Jianren wanted to arrange for servants to attend to him, but he declined, feeling that he was perfectly capable of taking care of himself. Living alone would also make things more convenient.
"Ha ha! Big Dog Head!" A hearty laugh echoed through the air.
"Brother Erniu, even you have come to mock me," Mo Wen said, his mood lifting considerably upon seeing Li Erniu.
"Mock you? Not at all! I'm here to congratulate you. Everyone else is busy, and I'm the only idle one. Your reputation as Big Dog Head is now known throughout the General's residence! I always said you were not just a fish in a pond; you would surely make a name for yourself in the world. Look at it this way: we’ve only been apart for half a year, and you've already made a name for yourself in Yinzhou City!" Li Erniu was genuinely happy, not only for Mo Wen's success but also that he hadn't been forgotten by his brother.
"Well, it is what it is. Since it's already a fact, I won't dwell on it. But as my older brother, shouldn't you bring something to celebrate?" Mo Wen shook his head, feeling that his thoughts differed from those around him. It seemed that what he cared about was of little concern to others, and many things he pondered were unknown to those nearby. Was he truly a reincarnated being?
"I did have something planned, but it was all given to that Master Cheng as a tribute. Today, I can only shamelessly come here. Besides, since I'm here to celebrate you, it's only right that the host treats us; how can guests invite the host out for a meal?" Li Erniu shrugged helplessly, indicating that he was just there to enjoy some food and drink.
"Ha ha, alright then! I'll treat you!" The two laughed and chatted as they made their way toward the courtyard.
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"You mean what you saw and heard in that remote mountain village is quite different from other villages?" On the other side, Yin Qian had called Cheng Shi into his study. The two were discussing Cheng Shi's observations during his recent trip. Initially, there wasn't much to say, but Cheng Shi felt that what he had seen and heard—especially the food—was too peculiar not to report back. Moreover, there was another task assigned by Yin Qian: investigating He Er Gou.
"Yes. Not to mention the villagers themselves, but their approach to nurturing the younger generation resembles that of sects. Furthermore, everyone in the village—young and old—has a fondness for food, and..." At this point, Cheng Shi hesitated about whether to continue.
"When did you become so hesitant?" Yin Qian observed Cheng Shi closely; today he seemed somewhat different.
"My lord, forgive me. I truly don't know how to express it. In short, the food in that village is vastly different from what we eat," Cheng Shi admitted, struggling to describe what the people of Kao Shu Village consumed.
"Alright then, let's set aside the food for now. Tell me about He Er Gou; what have you found out?" At this moment, Yin Qian was more interested in He Er Gou than in the villagers' diet.
"I have investigated him; He Er Gou is indeed listed among the Empire's personnel. According to what I've learned, there is someone who matches that name; however, there's something strange about it: according to the records, He Er Gou is only twelve or thirteen years old and hails from Qi Zhou." Cheng Shi frowned; he truly didn't understand how this could be possible. A twelve or thirteen-year-old traveling from Qi Zhou to Yinzhou would mean crossing almost the entire Empire. Most importantly, how could such a young boy have journeyed from west to east?
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