The few East Factory personnel who were listening to his bragging couldn't help but curl their lips.
The factory manager isn't even here, and you're still trying to flatter him? What a villain!
What about looking somewhat similar to the factory master when he was young? Have you seen the factory master when he was young?
You don't use the other person's jade pendant to pay, because you don't have to pay anyway, right?
When the people from the East Factory go out to eat, which merchant dares to take their money? Not only will they not accept their money, but they will even give them money when they leave!
No matter what they thought in their hearts, Liu Qianhua had now caught An Zhongyi's attention. No matter how unhappy these people were, they could only flatter the other party on the surface.
"Yes, yes, it's still Brother Liu who has a keen eye. Otherwise, how could it be said that Brother Liu got this opportunity? The little beggars we meet every day are not as kind as Brother Liu. Even if the opportunity is right in front of us, we can't get it."
Liu Qianhua raised his head and smiled proudly, these words touched his heart.
Although he usually didn't like to get close to little beggars and would even drive them away, it didn't prevent him from finding the young master out of kindness!
"Okay, okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have something else to do."
Of course, An Zhongyi would not just listen to An Jingzhi's one-sided story. After confirming that the jade pendant was indeed the other party's and that the other party did look somewhat similar to his wife, he still sent people to investigate what An Jingzhi had said.
Following the location the other party mentioned, Liu Qianhua checked it bit by bit.
Because of the detailed location and names, the news was quickly delivered to Liu Qianhua, who then took the letters to An Zhongyi to report.
An Zhongyi picked up the letter, opened it and read it carefully. After a long time, he closed his eyes and covered the letter.
"It seems Jingzhi is right. He is indeed my son." He looked up at Liu Qianhua and asked, "Have you found Shunniang's burial place?"
Liu Qianhua said respectfully, "Master, we have found it. In addition, the piece of land outside of Kyoto that you requested has also been acquired. We can move the grave at any time."
Zhang Shunniang's burial place is too far away from Kyoto. If An Zhongyi wants to go there to mourn her, it will take a lot of time.
Furthermore, when the other party was buried, the family had little savings, and the site chosen was probably not a good one. Therefore, An Zhongyi thought of moving the grave. First, he wanted to mourn his deceased wife up close, second, he wanted to give his deceased wife a better place to rest, and third, he hoped to be buried with his deceased wife after his death.
"Not yet, I still need to discuss this matter with Jingzhi."
When he was 90% sure that the other party was his son, An Zhongyi collected all kinds of goodies and sent them to An Jingzhi every day. Now that he was sure that everything he said was true and there was no longer a trace of doubt, An Zhongyi wanted to give him his whole heart. How could he move his mother's grave to the capital without consulting him?
However, he had been hiding his true identity from the other party these days. When he went to the palace to work, he would say that he was doing big business. But it was not a good idea to keep hiding it like this, and he would have to tell the truth sooner or later.
Liu Qianhua cupped his hands, his eyes hesitant. An Zhongyi glanced at him and asked, "Just say whatever you want to say."
Now that his son has been found, Ninth Prince An Zhongyi has been in a very good mood recently, and even his patience with his subordinates has increased a lot.
This is why Liu Qianhua dared to act like this.
"Mr. Factory, the young master often asks about...about you."
"I'm his father, a father I haven't seen in 10 years. It's only natural that he wants to know about me," An Zhongyi paused and asked, "What does he want to know?"
"The young master was trying to find out what you do specifically. You told him you were a traveling merchant, and the young master seemed to have some interest in business knowledge."
An Zhongyi frowned. Merchants are the lowest profession among the four trades: agriculture, industry and commerce. How could his son do the work of a businessman?
He was also thinking of waiting for the imperial examination next year to help his son gain fame and honor.
"I'm aware of this matter. Please withdraw first. Remember to protect the young master. If even a hair of the young master is damaged, you will bring my head to me."
Liu Qianhua said yes respectfully and left.
After asking others where An Jingzhi was, he quickly found him.
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An Jingzhi adapted to his new identity very quickly. After figuring out the situation in the mansion, he now looked like a dandy young man who grew up in the capital. He walked towards the restaurant that day step by step, fanning himself and wearing gorgeous clothes.
He was followed by Xiaobai, who was slightly shorter, and behind him were a few thugs, each of whom looked very fierce, the kind that passers-by would retreat away from when they saw them.
When the shopkeeper saw them that day, he wanted to drive them away immediately. An Jingzhi knew that he was afraid that they would offend Liu Qianhua and get into fatal trouble, so driving them away was actually to protect them.
An Jingzhi came today to take care of the other party's business and also to express his gratitude.
After all, the two of them had never met before, but the other party was willing to help them at the risk of offending Liu Qianhua. An Jingzhi accepted this favor no matter what.
The restaurant owner saw a group of people walking towards them from a distance. Judging from their attire and the aura of the people around them, he knew they were not ordinary people. He quickly bent down and approached them. Before he could see them clearly, he smiled and said, "Dear guests, please come this way. Would you like to dine in the lobby or in the private rooms?"
An Jingzhi's clear, youthful voice rang out, "Arrange for the best private room."
The voice sounded familiar, the shopkeeper looked up and took a look, then just stood there in a daze.
"You," he raised his surprised finger and pointed at the other person.
Before An Jingzhi could say anything, the followers behind him shouted angrily, "How dare you!"
The shopkeeper was startled and quickly retracted his finger, bowed and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I offended this young master."
An Jingzhi glared at the follower who had spoken. "You spoke before this young master even opened his mouth. Who is bolder, you or him?"
The attendant put away his fierce expression and said timidly, "I'm sorry, Master."
"There won't be a next time." An Jingzhi said indifferently.
The man wiped the sweat from his forehead and stepped back.
Everyone knew An Jingzhi's identity. He was just an ordinary farmer's son and had been a beggar for half a year. Who would have thought that after changing into clothes, he would look so noble and elegant that he could be on par with the sons of powerful people in Kyoto.
At this moment, his face was expressionless, and his aura frightened his followers so much that they dared not speak.
Turning around, An Jingzhi smiled and said to the shopkeeper in front of him, "Shopkeeper, do you remember me?" He pointed at Xiaobai beside him, "And him."
The shopkeeper had felt that this man looked familiar, but he was hesitant to recognize him. When he heard this man say this, he knew he had not recognized the wrong person.
"You, you are the little beggars from that day?" There was surprise and delight in his tone.
Seeing that there was no respect in the shopkeeper's words, the followers behind him wanted to make a move again, but just as they stretched out half a foot, they were stopped by the people around them.
Seeing the man who had just been scolded by An Jingzhi shaking his head at him, the follower retracted his foot.
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