The Homeless Man of Teyvat

No. 27 Willow Street.

Qian San had just had breakfast and was thinking about how to enjoy this rare vacation when he heard a knock on the door, which was very rhythmic. It was obvious that the person knocking on the door was very patient.

Qian San came to the door with doubts and looked out through the small hole specially left on the door. He was immediately shocked.

broken!

Boss Ye Lan was right! This guy is really the kind of vicious thief!

He actually found his own home! Where did he know this? !

Three hundred molas, brother! Only three hundred molas! Are you going to come to the house with a knife to seek revenge? !

Are you that poor? !

Qian San subconsciously touched his waist, intending to pull out the poisoned dagger to strike first, but then he realized something was wrong.

Normally, even if a malicious thief wanted to kill him for three hundred molas, he wouldn't knock on the door so politely, right? After all, he is a thief and not a madman... It is not necessarily true. I have never seen a poor thief who would not even give three hundred yuan.

It's somewhat embarrassing for the thief.

Qian San held the dagger with one hand, rubbed his throat with the other, and changed his voice: "What's the point of a good man?"

"Qian San?"

Chen Tianfeng inexplicably sensed the dangerous aura, quietly grasped the handle of the knife with his palm, and said in a deep voice: "Is this Qian San's home?"

Good guy! How did he know my name? !

Qian San's leg muscles were tense, ready to break out of the door at any time and stab the thief.

My dagger is tempered with poison!

It's a pity, it would be great if I had the same divine eye as Boss Yelan.

Qian San thought regretfully at this moment, his voice became a little louder, and he asked again: "What does a good man do?"

"My Excellency, Chen Tianfeng, would like to trouble Brother Qian to tell Brother Lanyou that Chen has a big business that he wants to discuss with Brother Lanyou."

Chen Tianfeng was wary, and he was once again convinced that Brother Lanyou was not a serious businessman, and most likely engaged in half-grey and half-white, or half-black and half-grey business.

At this moment, Chen Tianfeng suddenly noticed that the hostility and sense of danger inside the door had disappeared a lot. Then with a "squeak~", the door opened, revealing a familiar smiling face.

"Turns out he's a friend of Boss Lan! Please come in, please come in!"

I'm really scared to death. Why didn't I realize that Boss Yelan was like this before? Qian San cursed in his heart, but smiled enthusiastically on his face: "I didn't expect to meet each other so soon, Brother Chen, we are really destined!"

"...It turns out it's you, brother!"

Chen Tianfeng also showed a warm smile and looked quite emotional: "There is no need to go in. Brother Qian can help inform Boss Lan. Brother, I am very grateful."

The two looked at each other, each with a smile that was more enthusiastic than the other, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years, and they seemed to have a perfect understanding - neither of their hands left the handle of the knife.

"Don't worry, I will bring it to you!"

Qian San readily agreed, "I wonder what kind of big business your brother is talking about? Can you tell me briefly so that I can go and report it."

"It's...it's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that brothers also know that some businesses are all confidential and it's hard to disclose them." Chen Tianfeng was talking nonsense, and then he changed his voice and asked as if he had no intention: "Brother Qian has always been under Boss Lan. Work?"

"I understand, I understand, brothers also have difficulties." Qian San nodded and said that he didn't want Mo La: "I have worked for Boss Lan for several years. Boss Lan is generous and generous, and he is the most trustworthy. Brother, feel free to cooperate with us! "

"That's right! Of course I can trust Boss Lan and brother!"

Chen Tianfeng said that he did not need to take responsibility, and his smile did not diminish: "I feel relieved when I see you, my brother! Then I should say goodbye first?"

"Brother, walk slowly! I will definitely bring you the news!"

“···”

“···”

Both of them stood motionless. Qian San's smile remained unchanged, and he silently took two steps back, his palm leaving the handle of the knife.

Chen Tianfeng cupped his hands and stared at Qian San. He took two steps back and took a few steps sideways. After confirming that he was out of Qian San's sight, he turned around and left Willow Street quickly.

Those who do ordinary business cannot afford to support subordinates like Qian San, and with such subordinates, how could Lan You run a business alone and be robbed by bandits on the way...

Chen Tianfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and bought a small carving knife, a bag of radishes and ink pads on the way back to the inn.

Now it depends on whether his dear "Brother Lanyou" can really come to the inn to find him.

— without saying where he lived.

If you don't find it, just wait a few days before looking for Qian San. If he comes...

Such intelligence capabilities are not something ordinary businessmen involved in crime can have.

Lan You, Lan You, Lan...his, then his identity as "Brother Lan You" may be a bit remarkable.

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"Chen Tianfeng is the 'Stupid Youth' you met last night?"

Ye Lan thoughtfully said: "He is indeed in urgent need of a large amount of Mora, so it is normal to grab the 'Smashed Snow'. The big business he mentioned should also be that he wants to use the 'Lan You' channel to sell 'Smashed Snow'."

"The boss is wise."

Qian San smacked his lips and sighed with a mixture of laughter and tears: "To be honest, seeing this kid standing outside the door with a knife in his hand really scared me. I saw the way he pressed the knife last night, and I knew that there was something dirty under this kid's hand. It's bloody and very dangerous. I saw him again today and found that he was not only reckless, but also cautious!"

"It would be surprising if a person who could kill five bandits in a row was really stupid." Ye Lan was not surprised.

"That's right." Qian Sanshen agreed, then sighed and couldn't help complaining: "Of course, the more reason why I was frightened was your guess, boss, about the gangsters who came to kill me with knives. . . . If I hadn’t thought that there wouldn’t be gangsters who would kill someone just for three hundred dollars, I would have drawn my sword and fought.”

“···”

Ye Lan twitched the corner of her mouth and did not take up the topic: "Where does Chen Tianfeng live now?"

"A small inn near the port on the east side of Liyue Port." Qian San said: "It took me a lot of effort to find out the pseudonym used by Chen Tianfeng."

"Fake name? Found it?"

Ye Lan frowned slightly and looked at Qian San: "He didn't tell you his address?"

"...No, there is no agreed meeting place." Qian San also realized that something was wrong. In this case, even if Chen Tianfeng didn't leave his temporary address, he shouldn't have decided on the time and place to meet, right?

As for saying that he forgot about it in the moment of nervousness... the probability that Qiuqiu people suddenly changed their ways and stopped using slime as explosive barrels was higher than this.

"Boss, does this guy want to test our strength?" Qian San pondered: "Is it necessary to just sell a piece of 'snow'?"

"I'm afraid it's not just a piece of 'snow'."

Yelan played with the dice and felt that things were starting to get interesting: "I'll find out when I go take a look."

What kind of surprise would Chen Tianfeng, a guy full of secrets, bring her?

Really looking forward to it.