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"What? Where do you want to send it?" Yan Xiaoxiao stood at the door of the courier point holding the envelope, counting on her fingers. This was already the fourth courier company she had found.

"Confucian Courtyard, No. 24, Qinghan Palace, Qing City, can it be delivered?" The envelope contained the hair that Yan Xiaoxiao picked up from Cheng Yuanlin. I'm sweating.

"Where is Qinghan Palace? Girl, I have never heard of it. Do you know which street it is on?" The courier put down the package in his hand and scratched his head.

Yan Xiaoxiao shook her head, how did she know where Qinghan Palace was?Biting her red lips, Yan Xiaoxiao took out her phone from her pocket and opened WeChat.

"Fan Li, there is a problem with the delivery address, which street is the Qinghan Palace?" Yan Xiaoxiao pressed the send button.

"Qinghan Palace is naturally on Tianjie. Have you completed your mission? I forgot to tell you that you need to go to Pianyan Town outside Qingshi to send it to Qinghan Palace. There is an old man selling flowers, grass, fish and rocks in the town. , you just give it to him."

Yan Xiaoxiao was so angry that she stomped her feet, she would have said otherwise, which made her toss back and forth for so long.

"By the way, the old man charges a fee for receiving and sending couriers, so you have to be mentally prepared." Another reminder came from the message box, and Yan Xiaoxiao replied with a weeping expression.Yan Xiaoxiao never thought that the first real conversation between herself and the famous Fan Li in history would be to discuss the issue of sending and receiving express delivery.

Fortunately, the interval between buses from Qingshi to Pianyan Town was very short, and Yan Xiaoxiao got on the bus without waiting long.There are many small shops selling flowers, grass, fish and stones. Which one is it?

Yan Xiaoxiao regretted not asking clearly, took out her mobile phone and sent Fan Li a message, but Fan Li turned into an automatic reply, "I am shopping with Yiguang at 36 Dongtian, I will reply later if I have something to do."

"Yi Guang—isn't it Xi Shi? Could it be Fan Li himself?" Yan Xiaoxiao was amazed, but she was relieved when she thought that Fan Li was honored as the God of Wealth by later generations. No wonder the contact person would be Fan Li.Kong Fangyuan, Kong Fang is not the ancient copper coins.

Pianyan Town is very small, and when you get off the station, there is the town's vegetable market.Yan Xiaoxiao asked several local residents where there were flower sellers, and they all said that the flower market was near the vegetable market.Without further hesitation, Yan Xiaoxiao found an alleyway with the most people and got in.

There are several shops selling flowers and birds along the way, but the bosses inside are either middle-aged women with their hips on their hips kowtowing sunflower seeds, or young guys with their sleeves rolled up and busy making mud.Yan Xiaoxiao searched almost all the streets but did not meet the old man who opened the shop that Fan Li mentioned.

"Is there anyone like you who opens the door to do business! I told you that I want to buy flowers as gifts. After searching the whole street, you are the only one who has this blue enchantress. I can't do it at five times the price?" Yan Xiaoxiao was struggling to find it. When she was worried, the noise from outside an inconspicuous little flower shop on the corner of the street caught her attention.There are already several spectators outside the flower shop.

"Old man Fu doesn't want to do business anymore? This is another good show."

"No, old man Fu has a weird temper. But it's really strange, his flower shop business is better than other shops, and it hasn't closed for so many years."

A man in his thirties who was as thin as a bamboo pole stood at the door of the flower shop.Around his neck was a golden chain as thick as a little finger, and he was holding a young woman in her early twenties wearing a mink fur coat in her arms.The girl acted coquettishly towards the man, and pointed to the flowers in the basket.

The man's shiny back hair was messy. He pinched the woman's face and said comfortingly, "My dear, I will definitely buy what you want today."

Even the shopkeepers next door came to the old man's shop because there was no business in the shop.

"I told you, my old man won't sell this flower. Even if you pay ten times the price, I won't sell it! Get out!" A grizzled old man wearing a gray cotton coat with an apron and a black cotton hat .With a broom in his hand, he walked out of the shop on tiptoe.

The old man raised his dusty broom and shook it back and forth in the sky, as if he had just cleaned the shop.Dust was flying from the shop entrance, and the dust floated along the wind to the skinny man's face, but the strange thing was that as soon as the dust got close to the old man, it spread out again, as if avoiding something.