My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng has been fighting with Shanhe for so long, so he naturally knows their style of doing things.

Especially Sima Shan’s style of doing things.

This time, the head of the Sima family acted on his own and almost caused a disaster. It is impossible for him to survive.

Jiang Guoping also nodded and said, "It's the same as we guessed, but there is no evidence, and this is after all just their own family's business, so we can't continue investigating."

"So, we're just going to let them off this time?"

"Although Murong brought people here to investigate, you should know that they probably won't leave any traces for us."

Jiang Guoping's words actually represented the end of this matter.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "You guys reacted too slowly. Since they had time to get here, you should have had time to deal with them."

"Yes, this time it is our responsibility."

Jiang Guoping did not deny this.

Yang Feng did not pursue the matter further, but glanced at his feet and said, "Oh, by the way, I see your people wandering around here again and again, and I also see a lot of people related to mountains and rivers nearby. Hasn't the heel in this ancient tomb been mined out?"

"Well, we are all worried about subsequent changes, so we often come here to check to avoid any hidden dangers."

Jiang Guoping said, "Moreover...someone used Yin Qi to nourish the heel. You should know this matter. It is not simple."

"Maybe someone from hundreds of years ago."

“So we are also visiting nearby areas to avoid other similar incidents.”

Jiang Guoping said, looking at the ancient tomb under his feet, and said: "I think there are still some risks here. If we want to develop it in the short term, it is best not to develop it here."

He was never reassured.

Although Yang Feng didn't know what he was worried about, he nodded and said, "We will keep it well here."

"Well, we are relieved now."

Jiang Guoping looked a little worried and said, "If I climb over this mountain, I should be able to reach the town, right?"

“We still have some way to go.”

"Then I'll leave from here. I happen to be meeting someone tonight. Maybe I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Jiang Guoping left a few words for Yang Feng, then walked upstairs and left here alone.

Yang Feng looked at his last ambiguous sentence, as if there was something important he hadn't told him.

"Do you know what it is?"

Yang Feng suddenly looked at Murong Wan.

Murong Wan spread her hands and said, "I don't know, but Director Jiang also asked me to wait, saying that he might have something very important to tell us."

"Very important? What? The world is going to end. He seems to be quite serious about it."

Yang Feng joked.

Murong Wan shook her head and said, "I don't know. Didn't he say he would come to see us tomorrow? I guess we'll know what it is by then."

"So where are you going today?"

"I have asked Jiang Sulan and the others to come to the village, but they seem to be staying at the farmhouse on the hillside at the entrance of the village."

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, then he was speechless: "Don't you have your own funds for the Investigation Bureau? You still have to rip me off for a meal."

"Every bit of the country's money that can be saved is a bit."

"..."

Yang Feng became even more depressed.

It seems that there is no good person in this investigation bureau.

While the two were talking here, they were heading back home together, and just in time they met Zhao Zhuwei, Lin Xue, and Yang Xiaoshi who were coming back from outside.

Seeing them buying lots of things, Yang Feng was speechless and said, "What are you doing? Why are you buying so many local specialties? And this...isn't it sweet potato?"

Yang Feng looked at these people and bought some sweet potatoes.

Zhao Zhuwei laughed and said, "Today I saw that the sweet potatoes in the vegetable store were on sale, so we planned to get some firewood and roast the sweet potatoes outside. What do you think? Isn't this idea of ​​mine a genius?"

"He is truly a genius. He even offers discounts on these lousy sweet potatoes..."

Yang Feng was somewhat speechless, and said, "Why don't you just go to Second Aunt's field next door and pick a few of them? Aren't they much better than the crooked melons and cracked dates you bought?"

"what?"

"Look at the sweet potato you bought. It's hard to describe..."

Yang Feng looked at the sweet potatoes and shook his head, "But it's not surprising. After all, none of the three people who went there looked like they had ever bought vegetables."

"Brother, I protest! This is a personal attack!"

Yang Xiaoshi looked dissatisfied.

Yang Feng knocked her head and said, "The protest is invalid."

"Actually, I think roasting sweet potatoes is quite interesting. When I was a kid, I lived in the countryside and I was quite envious when I saw people roasting sweet potatoes."

Lin Xue spoke from the side.

Yang Feng looked at her in surprise and said, "With your family's financial situation, you couldn't have been unable to afford sweet potatoes when you were a child, right?"

"I lived in the countryside for a short time when I was a child, and I didn't know them well."

"That's true. With your personality, it would have been hard for you to have friends when you were a kid."

"Speak nicely, others will attack you personally."

Lin Xue glared at him unhappily.

Yang Feng was helpless and said, "Okay, okay, let's leave the delicacies alone and just roast the sweet potatoes. I'll go to our second aunt's field and pick some."

"Brother! I'll go with you! I want the big one!"

"I am coming too!"

Zhao Zhuwei immediately showed excitement.

She is a city kid.

How can I not feel fresh and excited when I finally feel this pastoral idyll?

Fortunately, there are two normal people here.

Lin Xue and Murong Wan didn't want to get involved in this process, so they just said, "Then let's go prepare some firewood later?"

"Okay, actually you can go to Uncle Wen's yard and find some dry wood. Just ask him for some when the time comes."

Yang Feng pointed to the house at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Several people began to divide the work and cooperate.

It's about three o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun is still shining brightly and the weather is good.

After Yang Feng and his companions dug up a dozen large sweet potatoes, they went to the rocky beach by the river to wash them clean.

At this time, Lin Xue and Murong Wan were still walking leisurely in the distance.

The two seemed to be chatting about something and were having a great time.

But think about it, although Youlian did not regard Lin Xue as his disciple.

But if you have to say, both of them have now received Youlian's guidance.

At least it's better than the relationship with classmates in driving school.

The two of them carried two bundles of firewood to the river.

At this time, Yang Feng had already started digging a hole in the ground with his hands.

The cave is a few meters away from the river.

Although it was damp, it was right under the ridge of the field and could be protected from the wind.

"Are we going to wrap the sweet potatoes in mud and throw them into the fire like beggar's chickens?"

Zhao Zhuwei asked with an excited expression on her face.