"Then let's wait until you've finished your business before coming. I can manage on my own," Qinghe said.
"Alright!" Wang Yao thought for a moment, then lowered his head and took a big bite of fried rice. It tasted the same as before. He found that he liked the flavor of rice, eggs, a light caramel aroma, and meat all mixed together.
"Beef is still tastier," Wang Yao muttered, his mouth full of rice.
"Why didn't you tell me beforehand? I could have saved some for you." Qinghe pulled a large steamer of rice out of the refrigerator and carefully loosened it with a spoon.
"Business is pretty good!" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Of course!" Qinghe turned her head and glanced at him triumphantly, then turned back to fill the plastic boxes containing side dishes in the shop one by one.
"Do you have enough money on you?" Qinghe turned to look at Wang Yao, who was eating heartily, and asked.
"It's enough. I only spent the round-trip train fare. Oh... I also stayed one night at the Qunshan Hotel." Wang Yao shook his head.
“You still need to eat out. People need food to survive, even immortals are human. If you don’t have enough money, I’ll give you some more. It’s just sitting in the bank with me, I don’t need it. Oh… the beef is ready, let me get you some more…” Qinghe said, scooping a spoonful of beef into a small bowl and handing it to Wang Yao.
"I'm done eating." Wang Yao wiped his mouth haphazardly with his hand and stood up, leaving behind a clean, empty bowl.
"Eat this too. We've already served it all, what's one more bite?" Qinghe brought the beef to Wang Yao's mouth, and Wang Yao had no choice but to accept it. He stood there and shoveled the beef into his mouth. Without fried rice, the braised beef tasted a bit too salty.
Qinghe pulled up the shutter of "Brother and Sister Fried Rice" on the side. The market was not deserted at all in the early hours of the morning. Many figures were already moving in the light and shadow. Wang Yao put the small bowl he had finished eating on the table, glanced at the fish stall in Molupo, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
"What's wrong?" Qinghe asked curiously when she saw his expression.
"Old Mo probably won't be setting up his stall today," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"What happened?" Qinghe raised her eyebrows, her beauty still evident even though her appearance had changed.
"Hehe... I'm off." Wang Yao smiled mysteriously, said nothing more, and turned to say goodbye to Qinghe.
"Come back soon." Qinghe didn't ask any more questions. She gently patted Wang Yao and whispered her instructions.
Wang Yao nodded to Qinghe, turned around, and quickly disappeared into the bustling crowd at the early morning market.
"Boss lady, a bowl of shredded pork with garlic sauce and egg fried rice, please! Huh? Just now... was that your brother?" Qinghe stood by the door watching Wang Yao's back until a customer came in, and then she realized it was him.
"Yes, I have to go out, please wait a moment." Qinghe tightened her apron, left the shop door, and walked towards the stove.
Dream City is located in the eastern part of the human realm, not far from Zhidu. It has always been the economic center of the human realm, but its scenic spots are no less than those of other places in the human realm. In particular, the four counties of Dream City in spring, summer, autumn and winter are extremely popular with tourists.
These four counties, due to their different geographical locations, all have only one season per year, which is the most peculiar. The one Wang Yao is going to is Mengduxia County, which has a long summer and no winter. This county is located in a valley and is extremely hot all year round, making it a favorite place for hibernators.
Bisif worked as a teacher at a primary school in the west of the county. Of course, almost all of Bisif's colleagues were widows. In fact, the entire Xia County had another name, "Widow County," because there were so many widows in the county.
It wasn't because of war or disease, but simply because Bisif, this "lonely man," lived in Xia County.
Wang Yao was no longer the novice he was when dealing with the "widower." He observed Bisif from a distance for a while, and even without activating his "spiritual senses," he could sense the thick black aura emanating from Bisif's body.
That aura seemed even more profound than that of the "widower" Ni Zhenlu back then.
The "Widower" mission is similar to the "Widower" mission; both require finding the other party's nemesis. After Wang Yao attended two classes with Bisif through "sensory perception" and memorized her appearance, he began to think about where to find Bisif's nemesis.
His first thought was the marriage registration office, and he hoped to check the marriage records in Xia County. Based on Wang Yao's experience with Tang Meifeng, the "widower" and "nemesis of fate," such a person must first and foremost be a person with a strong destiny, and a marriage cannot hold such a person back.
By examining the marriage records, we can first identify a few individuals who have been married multiple times, and then investigate them one by one. He now possesses the magical ability "Spiritual Sense," and as the nemesis of the "widow," it is believed that "Spiritual Sense" will manifest itself in ways different from ordinary people.
But Wang Yao immediately rejected this idea. The reason is simple: a person destined to be a nemesis may not necessarily get married many times. Just like Tang Meifeng, who never looked for a partner after her husband Li Hu died. If he checked her marriage records, wouldn't that be completely irrelevant?
Furthermore, who says that the "lonely one's" nemesis must be in Xia County? If that nemesis is from Huadu, Cidu, Caidu... he can't possibly go to each city to investigate, can he?
If the method and scope are wrong, even if he has the energy, he may not be able to find it!
Wang Yao suddenly felt troubled. The last time he found Tang Meifeng was on the high-speed train, which was purely by sheer luck. How could such a coincidence happen again? Judging from this situation, he had to put the task aside for now and wait for another opportunity.
Wang Yao wandered aimlessly towards the center of Xia County from the West City Primary School where Bi Sifu was a teacher. In the center of Xia County was a large lake with rippling blue waves, called Qingliang Lake. Many buildings and pavilions had been built around the lake, and every winter, it was full of tourists from all over the country who came to spend the winter.
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