Zhang San, please behave yourself!

Chapter 52 - 52 52 Little Thing

52: Chapter 52: Little Thing 52: Chapter 52: Little Thing “Did you find anything?”

Pang Gezhuang walked into the courtyard furiously, and the disciples of the Dragon Serpent Gang who had come in to

Knowing the direction is one thing.

But how can we find her if we don’t even know where she went?”

At that moment, Zhang San noticed a piece of paper pressed under the coaster beneath the teacup.

Worried the note might be problematic, he cautioned, “There’s also a note left here.”

Kong Wenzai immediately snatched it up.

“I can read.

I’ll look at it.”

“Deputy Gang Master Lv, thank you for your care during this time.

Sorry I peeked at your ‘little thing’ that night.

Hehe.”

Initially, upon hearing that there was a note left, Lv Dagen frantically tried to rush in to see what his beloved woman had left for him.

However, after hearing the words Kong Wenzai read out, Lv Dagen collapsed to the floor, completely despondent.

Seeing that the note didn’t contain any valuable intelligence, Kong Wenzai casually tossed it onto the floor.

Although his pride was seriously trampled, Lv Dagen still picked up the note, holding it in his palm as if it were a treasure.

This was a note specifically written for me.

The leaders of various forces looked at each other.

“Could it be the people from Martial Marquis Manor, so she’s escaping westward now?”

“What if it’s Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion?

They are so wealthy, it might be someone they hired, so she should be in the south.”

“Town Martial Office might not be out of the question, so I think she might be in the north, since the closest Town Martial Office station on Chuan-Yu Road is to the north of here.”

At this moment, Zhang San followed the faint thermal traces around the teacup and stepped out of the room, going out into the courtyard.

He glanced in the direction of the fading heat and asked, “Which direction is that?”

“East.

What about it?” Pang Gezhuang asked curiously.

And in the next moment, everyone realized that it might be in the east.

Zhang San walked up to Lv Dagen and extended his hand.

“Deputy Gang Master Lv, may I borrow the note?”

Lv Dagen timidly looked at Zhang San, “Return it to me afterward.”

“Sure.”

Although bootlickers meet bad ends, seeing how Lv Dagen was almost delirious, Zhang San couldn’t bear to twist the knife further.

In contrast, Kong Wenzai let out a cold laugh, striking deep as he said, “That female thief is just using you, and you’re still holding onto that note, unbelievable!”

“What do you know?

She called me ‘little thing’!

‘Little thing’ is a term of endearment!

Do you understand what love is?”

Zhang San smiled bitterly as he took the note, really not wanting to tell Lv Dagen what ‘little thing’ actually referred to.

Zhang San handed the note to Pang Gezhuang.

“Gang Master, does the Dragon Serpent Gang have any hounds, or other means that can track by scent?”

“Yes!

Some of our Spirit Snakes can track by smell.”

Everyone immediately swung into action, quickly pursuing towards the east.

Zhang San didn’t hurry to leave, instead he picked up the teacup, pouring out the tea inside.

The tea not only contained tea leaves but also milk, and even hints of Sichuan pepper and salt.

It was outrageous.[Note 20]

After pouring it out, Zhang San noticed a faintly shimmering small formation under the teacup, and he turned to ask Senior Xu beside him, “Senior Xu, do you recognize this?”

“A heating talisman, a very simple talisman technique.

A bit of Qi can activate it, and when the Qi inside is exhausted, it will stop heating.

What about it?”

Zhang San smiled, looking at the teacup in his hand, curiously saying, “I don’t understand.

A female thief planning to escape, why would she heat her own teacup, making us think we could catch up to her quickly?

What, exactly, is she thinking?”

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[Note 20]Setting Explanation

Since the worldview of this book draws references from the Sui and Tang dynasties, the setting concerning tea also refers to that period.

Back then, tea wasn’t made by the modern method of steeping roasted tea leaves in water following various intricate processes and then serving it in a cup.

In that era, tea was cooked with ingredients like scallions, ginger, Sichuan pepper, jujube, cinnamon, and other things, along with water.

There was also a method of making tea by boiling it with milk.

One of my girlfriends, who is from the northwest, once made such milk tea in her dorm and brought it to me.

Thinking of how multi-talented and capable she was to make her own milk tea, I eagerly took a sip when thirsty, only to find it incredibly salty.