All he does all day is talk nonsense. Anyone can talk. He just moves his lips and says, "You, Lei Tingjun, can find out everything in a day. Can you do that?"

Besides, he already knew the whole story, he just didn't tell you, Lei Tingjun!

Although An Yi was inwardly complaining, he didn't show it on his face at all. He bowed respectfully and said...

“Master, I have no problem, it’s just that…”

Lei Tingjun was quite satisfied with what he had heard so far, thinking to himself that An Yi had really grown up, knowing to face difficulties head-on at a time like this, and that he would definitely reward him properly in the future.

But before Lei Tingjun could be satisfied for long, he heard his most favored subordinate arrive.

Lei Tingjun glanced at An Yi not far away and said with disdain, "Why are you stammering like the head butler? If you have something to say, just say it!"

An Yi sighed helplessly and said, "Master, have you forgotten? A few days ago you sent all the secret guards in the capital to rescue Miss Xu."

"Now, besides me, there are no other capable bodyguards left in the capital."

Lei Tingjun paused upon hearing this, then remembered his previous arrangements. He frowned again, "The rain seems to be stopping, why haven't the guards returned yet? Is Youyou in danger?"

An Yi silently rolled his eyes. Sure enough, as soon as Youyou was mentioned, this guy forgot everything. It worked better than giving him dog meat and bones.

"Master, about investigating the information..." An Yi asked with a slight hesitation.

Lei Tingjun looked up at An Yi and said encouragingly, "An Yi, you investigate this matter by yourself first. I believe in your abilities. Once the other guards return, I will immediately have them help you."

An Yi nodded silently, seemingly respectfully saying, "Yes, Master, I will definitely try my best to find clues and help you recover your property from the thieves!"

He rolled his eyes inwardly. You're sending the thief's accomplices to investigate? There's no way they'll find anything!

Lei Tingjun, who was standing to the side, had no idea what his loyal subordinate was thinking and thought that An Yi had really improved this time.

Lei Tingjun rubbed his temples, then turned to the head steward and said, "An Yi is in charge of investigating outside, and you take the guards to investigate inside the mansion to see if anyone has encountered anything strange."

After giving these instructions, Lei Tingjun was so tired that he asked An Yi to push him back to the main courtyard. He felt that ever since Youyou was exiled and no longer by his side, he had become more and more unlucky.

From this perspective, Youyou is his lucky charm. The guards had better rescue Youyou quickly, otherwise...

An Yi didn't have time to give the mentally exhausted Lei Tingjun psychological counseling. He sent him back to his bedroom, then grabbed the jade pillow he had just hidden and turned to leave.

Before leaving, he only left Lei Tingjun with one sentence: "Master, I'm going out to investigate!"

Ignoring Lei Tingjun's expression, An Yi took Yu Zhen and left the Fifth Prince's residence in a generous manner.

He went to the pawnshop as if he knew the way well.

"It's you again! You've pawned this exact same jade pillow four times this month. How many do you have at home?" The pawnshop owner remembered An Yi because of this bizarre incident.

An Yi chuckled sheepishly, "Not many left. This might be the last time."

That's right. Judging from the way Master emptied the jade pillow, Lei Tingjun probably won't be able to afford to throw it anymore. This is the last one.

The pawnshop owner nodded, examined the condition of the item, and said, "Alright, the same price as before."

After finishing speaking, he handed several silver notes to An Yi.

After accepting the silver note, An Yi happily left the pawnshop. Looking at the street market, which was nearly deserted due to the rain, he suddenly thought of his master's shop.

So, following the address given by Xu Jinhuan, he used his lightness skill to find it.

Before even reaching the grain store, I saw many people queuing up to buy grain.

"Are you sure your store won't raise the price of grains?"

"Is your grain good quality? You're not trying to fool us with broken rice, are you?"

"Let me confirm with you again, is it really ten copper coins per bushel for coarse grains?"

An Yi silently walked forward and saw the shop assistant trying his best to explain.

"Really, our boss is kind-hearted. He charges ten coins per bushel for coarse grains and has promised that the price will not be raised during this period."

"Don't worry, it's all good quality grain. You can all see it when I weigh it."

With the waiter's assurance, everyone began buying grain.

"Give me a whole stone!"

"Then I want one stone too!"

"My family bought three stones."

The waiter smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm sorry, esteemed guests, the owner has limited the amount of grain each person can purchase so that more people can eat food at the same price."

Each person can only buy a maximum of five dou (a unit of dry measure) of rice; please understand.

Although the people in line were somewhat disappointed, they thought again that the grain store's limited supply was a good thing, at least it would prevent someone from directly paying to buy up all the grain in the store.

In that case, they would have even less chance of survival.

"Then I want five pecks of rice."

"Give me five pecks of rice too."

Everyone swarmed forward again, eagerly grabbing the food.

As An Yi watched the people leave, each carrying their grain with satisfaction, he felt for a moment as if he had returned to that cold winter.

At that time, due to natural disasters and soaring food prices, his father, in order to feed him, chose to take the risk of stealing, and was beaten to death as a result...

If back then, there had been a benevolent master like him to help stabilize grain prices, wouldn't so many people have been spared from death?

At this moment, An Yi felt even more certain that he had not followed the wrong master. Only a master like Xu Jinhuan, who had great love, was worthy of his continued following.

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