Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jinge got an invitation from Zheng Yi and left.

Because they stayed in the Zheng family for a long time, it was already late when they returned to their residence. When they got off the Zheng family's carriage and were about to enter the door, they suddenly heard Chen Anxin's voice: "Master Jiang?"

Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jin Ge turned their heads and found that a passing carriage had stopped, and a face appeared from the window. Who was not Chen Anxin?

"Young Master Chen." Jiang Zhen greeted Shen Anxin.

"Why are you here? Are you here to find me?" Chen Anxin's eyes fell on Jiang Zhen, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked at him as if he was glowing.

After he and Jiang Zhen separated, he visited a friend of his father. He got a chance and was happy. Unexpectedly, he saw Jiang Zhen again...

Chen Anxin looked at Jiang Zhen intently, and at the same time subconsciously ignored Brother Zhao Jin.

Brother Zhao Jin had never felt uncomfortable when he was with Shen Anxin before, but this time, he felt something was wrong.

After walking a few steps towards Jiang Zhen, Brother Zhao almost subconsciously grabbed Jiang Zhen's hand.

"No, we live here." Jiang Zhen pointed to his own door, held Zhao Jin's hand, and no longer had time to care about Chen Anxin.

Brother Zhao Jin suddenly felt so enthusiastic...what did he want to do?

All the merchants live on this street, and the Shen family went four or five places inside. Jiang Zhen's men had been there before. It was because of this that Chen Anxin felt that Jiang Zhen was here to find him.

Now that he knew that Jiang Zhen was not here to find him, but to live here, Chen Anxin was also a little surprised: "Although there are always people who take care of this house, no one comes to live. It turns out that it is Boss Jiang's."

Jiang Zhen has a good temperament, but there are some things that he cannot hide, such as his relatively rough skin and callous hands. When a discerning person sees it, he will know that he must be used to doing work.

And his subordinates all know his identity and origin.

Chen Anxin had asked Jiang Zhen before. Although Jiang Zhen's subordinates praised him very much, he also knew that Jiang Zhen was actually an ordinary farmer before.

Since that’s the case, did Jiang Zhen buy the house here?

"I have only got this house for a few days." Jiang Zhen said: "Young Master Chen, it's getting late, so I'll talk next time."

Jiang Zhen nodded to Chen Anxin and led Brother Zhao Jin into the house.

Chen Anxin looked at his back and wanted to say something, but he happened to see his hand holding with Zhao Jin Ge, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed again.

"Young Master?" Rumo looked at Chen Anxin with concern.

"Let's go back." Chen Anxin said, and sat in the carriage with a little depressed look, not as happy as before.

The carriage was soon stopped at the door of the Shen family, and as soon as Chen Anxin got off the carriage, a woman in her forties came up to meet her.

Although this woman is in her forties, she is still slender and the wrinkles on her face do not damage her beauty.

As soon as she saw Chen Anxin, she asked with concern: "Anxin, how about it?"

"Mom, I've gone to find Uncle Jin. Uncle Jin said he would help me." Chen Anxin said, and smiled again: "Mom, there will be a party held by the Ministry of Revenue tomorrow. Uncle Jin said he would take me there." After he went there, he would meet a few more people...

"That's good, that's good..." Chen's mother hugged Chen Anxin: "Just someone helps, mom Anxin, why are your life so hard..."

Chen Anxin's eyes couldn't help but turn red after being hugged by his mother.

Chen's mother said a lot to Shen Anxin with concern and said, "Anxin, I heard that you were stolen money on the street today?"

"Madam, the young master is just stolen money. That person wants to harm the young master!" Rumo interrupted, quickly told the whole story of the matter, and said, "If it weren't for that Mr. Jiang, the young master would have suffered a great loss this time!"

"It's so... An Xin, you have to thank Mr. Jiang." Mother Chen said, looking at her son, she couldn't help but shed tears: "An Xin, my An Xin..."

The mother and son were both sobbing in the end.

Brother Zhao Jin admires Chen Anxin very much, but he doesn’t think Chen Anxin has a hard time at all. After all, he is the eldest young master and he has nothing to do.

So, he didn't know what Chen Anxin cried at home at all. Now he went home with Jiang Zhen, but he couldn't help feeling a little sad again, and then he looked at Jiang Zhen.

The more he looked at Jiang Zhen, he liked him, and Jiang Zhen was probably not the only one who liked him... Did Chen Anxin get in touch with Jiang?

"Brother Jin, what's wrong?" Jiang Zhen grabbed Brother Zhao's hand and started to touch it.

"Nothing." Brother Zhao Jin said, he would not tell Jiang Zhen what he discovered! Thinking of this, he grabbed Jiang Zhen's hand and touched it a few times, and he liked it more and more.

Jiang Zhen was so touched that he wanted to take the person directly to the bed, but he was hungry... "What do you want to eat at night? What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?" Let's go back to the room after eating. He will definitely let Brother Zhao Jin touch it carefully at that time!

"Anything is OK," said Zhao Jin. He was not picky at all.

Brother Zhao Jin did touch Jiang Zhen carefully that night.

He didn't dare to touch Jiang Zhen at first, but this time Jiang Zhen held his hand and he touched Jiang Zhen all over.

Then, he became more and more sure of one thing--he must not let Jiang Zhen be snatched away by others.

The next morning, the breakfast Li prepared for Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jin Ge was wontons and buns.

Li’s ones made of big wontons, and pork mixed with chopped rice rice and vegetables, one with thin skin and big filling.

As for the buns, the pork inside is not packed, half of them are packed with mixed tofu, and the other half is packed with fans.

In Hecheng County, there are only three types of buns, pork, pickles, bean paste. This is the first time that Brother Zhao Jin knew that tofu vermicelli can also be wrapped in buns. He thought it was so strange that he ate several of them in one go.

Jiang Zhen also ate better. He was afraid that Brother Zhao would gain weight by eating too much meat and would make the child too old to give birth to it. He did not dare to give Brother Zhao more meat, so he would not eat too much.

After breakfast, the two took Wang Haisheng and He Chunsheng into the hired carriage and went to the Zheng family together.

Of course, the Zheng family used the banquet for merchants not to the main house, but to a yard next to it.

The yard was built after the Zheng family developed, and they bought a neighbor's house. There were not many houses inside, but the scenery was excellent. There were pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted buildings, and it could be said that there was no shortage of pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted buildings.

Jiang Zhen left quite early, but many businessmen had arrived there, and there were carriages parked outside the door of Zheng's mansion.

It was just that because the banquet had not started yet, everyone could not enter for the time being, so they gathered at the door.

Perhaps because it was too lively here, it attracted some people watching the fun in the end.

The merchants in the capital are rich, and those who can come here are even richer. The carriages that everyone rides are better than the other, but the carriages that Jiang Zhen rides are just hired on the street. The clothes worn by Jiang Zhen and the other four are also very ordinary.

For a moment, they attracted the attention of all the merchants at the door who were waiting to enter, and then the merchants quickly turned their eyes away from Jiang Zhen.

They didn't know this person, and they were dressed so shabby that they either came to see the fun or the servants of some family.

Jiang Zhen also knew that people wanted clothes and Buddhas wanted gold clothes, but he was not prepared. Even if he wanted clothes, he couldn't pretend. So he just came here. Now that he was staring at him, he was very calm and walked in with his feet.

However, at this moment, Chen Anxin came out of the crowd: "Master Jiang!"

When Chen Anxin saw Jiang Zhen, he called out first, and then looked at Jiang Zhen curiously: "Why are you here?" He was waiting here for Uncle Jin who promised to take him in, but he didn't expect to see Jiang Zhen.

Before Jiang Zhen could answer Chen Anxin's words, another acquaintance came.

Feng Chenglin just came to the vicinity of Zheng's house with his father when he saw Jiang Zhen and Shen Anxin standing together. His face suddenly became very ugly, and his white and fat face was covered by haze.

"Chen Anxin, don't you even have a post in the Shen family? It's just that you can follow others with your father's favor, but you can bring such people?" Feng Chenglin narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Anxin. When he and his father came here just now, someone told them about the fact that Chen Anxin also came.

"Feng Chenglin!" Chen Anxin looked at Feng Chenglin angrily.

"Your surnamed Jiang, you are really brave and good at ease, but don't you know that you can only enter two people in each post? It's useless if you climb on him!" Feng Chenglin turned his head to look at Jiang Zhen.

His father found out how many people received the posts clearly and told him that he was sure that there was no such person as Jiang Zhen in it.

Because of this, Feng Chenglin did not take Jiang Zhen seriously at all.

When Feng Jingyuan saw his son's attitude, he guessed Jiang Zhen's identity.

This person is the one who pours soup on his son's head?

No matter what Feng Jingyuan said, he wanted to make money with kindness, and he was also a cruel person in his bones, otherwise he would not have done his business so big. He looked at Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jin Ge Wang Haisheng and others behind Jiang Zhen, and then looked at Chen Anxin, who had a obviously wrong expression, and lowered his face.

The Shen family was already treated as a treasure by him, but in the end... someone actually snatched food from a tiger's mouth?

"Chen Anxin, this person is so happy to serve you? Do you value him so much?" Feng Chenglin looked at Chen Anxin again and whispered with malicious intentions.

Chen Anxin blushed and was about to cry, but Jiang Zhen suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the man's collar, and picked him up: "Put your mouth clean!"

Jiang Zhen had no intention of Chen Anxin, but he was repeatedly involved with Shen Anxin, and he was also a little angry now.

Brother Zhao Jin is still here! What should I do if this person says this and Brother Zhao Jin misunderstood?

"What do you want to do?" Feng Chenglin never expected that Jiang Zhen would dare to take action in such a place. He was shocked and even more frightened by... he was actually picked up!

He was actually picked up!

Feng Chenglin has become fat since he was a child. It is not easy for others to push him. Unexpectedly, he is picked up now!

Before he could come to his senses, a sound of the fabric being torn apart came.

Jiang Zhen: "..."

"What's wrong?" The manager of the Zheng Mansion discovered the movement here and hurried over.

The fabric under Feng Chenglin's arm was cracked, and he was indeed a bit heavy... Jiang Zhen put down Feng Chenglin, pulled his clothes for him, and then looked at the manager: "It's nothing, I'm just talking to Young Master Feng."

Jiang Zhen looked at the manager with a smile: "Young Master Feng said he was very heavy, and I told him that he was not heavy, and I could lift it up with one hand."

A few close friends saw all the previous conflicts, and the merchant couldn't help but laugh.

Feng Jingyuan's face became extremely ugly. His son was embarrassed, and he was embarrassed. This Jiang Zhen...

"It's Mr. Jiang." At this moment, the manager recognized Jiang Zhen: "If our eldest young master asks Mr. Jiang to come, go find him and invite him."

Before coming to the capital, Jiang Zhen himself was just a manager under Zheng Yi, and his status was not as good as the old manager under Zheng Yi. But now, these managers would call him "Master".

"Wait." Jiang Zhen smiled at the manager, looked at Feng Chenglin again, and then patted Feng Chenglin in the face with his hand.

Jiang Zhen's face had completely cooled down, and his voice became even colder: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, let's see how I deal with you."
To be continued...