My wife is not a demon

Other than that, he is just an ordinary person.

"Hong Dalang..."

Chen Mu gently turned the charcoal pencil in his hand, "41 years old, about 16 years older than Yinlian Zuzu."

Hong Dalang has no relatives or friends.

He has lived in this neighborhood in the capital for 20 years. He has been neighbors with Wang Po and sells buns for a living.

The personality is honest and honest, but it is a pity that the appearance problem has not allowed them to get married.

Wang Po had introduced a few before, including the widow, but the woman really disliked his looks, so they all fell through.

In the end Dalang has been single.

His steamed stuffed buns are quite famous, and even some dignitaries asked their servants to buy them, which shows that the craftsmanship is still very good.

"Ok?"

Turning to the last page of the information, a line of information suddenly entered Chen Mu's eyes, and his eyes froze slightly.

Hong Dalang used to be a servant of the Hong family!

And this Hong family is the Hong family that the snake demon lady told him before!

17 years ago, the whole family was slaughtered!

According to information, Hong Dalang used to work as a groom in the Hong Mansion, but was later dismissed for molesting a maid while drunk.

One month after he was fired, the entire Hong family was slaughtered.

He was lucky to escape unharmed.

Chen Mu's spine felt slightly chilled:

"How can it be such a coincidence? I originally planned to investigate the Hong family tragedy after a while, but I didn't expect a Hong Dalang to appear."

Chen Mu looked carefully at other information about him, but unfortunately did not find any useful information.

"I don't know if he has anything to do with the Hong family tragedy."

Chen Mu's eyes flickered.

This is a windfall.

After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Mu put a smile on his mouth, and said to Wang Fafa: "Good job, thank you for your hard work."

"It's all thanks to Brother Zhang."

Wang Fafa hurriedly said.

Chen Mu put the materials in his hand into the wooden box next to him, stood up and said with a smile, "Okay, there is no need for my family to be humble. I just happen to be hungry too, so I invite you to eat steamed stuffed buns."

"Eat buns?"

"Yes, let's see how this Hong Dalang's craftsmanship is."

Chen Mu smiled brightly, but it was indescribably weird.

……

Hong Dalang's stall is in the downtown area of ​​the Southern District.

The three of Chen Mu walked through the noisy alleyway and quickly found his booth. Judging from the stack of empty steamers, the business is still good today.

Moreover, the benches in front of the stall and the wooden posts next to it were full of customers.

"Have you eaten here before?"

Chen Mu asked.

Seeing the arrival of the three Chen Mu in official uniforms, several guests who were originally sitting at the booth tactfully gave up their seats.

The three of Chen Mu were also polite, and sat at the table carelessly.

Wang Fafa nodded: "I have eaten it a few times, and the taste is really good, but the distance is too far, so I only taste it occasionally when I am on business."

"Three officials, what kind of stuffed buns do you want?"

Hong Dalang still had the simple and honest appearance, hunchbacked.

With a humble smile on his rough face that has been exposed to wind and sun all year round, it is not too much to say that he is 50 years old just from his appearance.

When facing the official errand, I was quite nervous, and my originally hunched back became a little lower.

"Bring me a cage of steamed buns stuffed with beef."

Chen Mu stood the shark-toothed knife beside the table leg, and said casually.

Hong Dalang smiled apologetically and said: "I'm sorry, sir, I don't have beef mince here, only pork mince."

Of course Chen Mu knew that the other party only had pork stuffing.

After all, I saw a pot of minced meat in the kitchen of the other party's house before. There was only pork and no other meat.

"Pork stuffing, where did you buy this meat?"

"I bought it from Guan Tuzi. It's absolutely fresh." Hong Dalang pointed to the "Guan's Butcher Shop" not far away, and said with a smile, "It's already a time-honored brand."

Chen Mu smiled and said, "I don't like meat stuffing very much, so let's have a vegetarian stuffing."

Zhang Awei and Wang Fafa ordered stuffed green meat.

"Okay, three officials, please wait a moment, it will be ready as soon as it is hot." Hong Dalang showed a simple and honest smile, and quickly put the steamer on the earthen stove.

Chen Mu stared at his hunchback for a moment, then looked away, and chatted with Wang Fafa.

"Foreman Wang, aren't you married yet?" Chen Mu asked.

"No." Wang Fafa scratched his head and smiled shyly, "I plan to save some money and find a matchmaker."

"Are you afraid that you won't find a wife with this condition?"

"I want to find a suitable one, but I don't mean to pick and choose. It always feels a little bit worse."

Chen Mu shook his head: "Working in the yamen is full of anger all day long. It's okay to have no women. Doesn't this make you sick? Do you go shopping in brothels on weekdays?"

"Seldom go, not very interested."