Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao walked back to the small town. Now Huaihuang County City no longer had only the Supervising Office. As they passed an old-established restaurant, Chen Ping'an noticed that although it did not occupy much ground, it had three floors. It had once been the tallest building in town, though the third floor was not open to the public.
On a whim, Chen Ping'an suggested they go inside for a drink. Smiling, he told Ning Yao that in the early years, only wealthy people from Fulu Street and Taoye Lane generally came here to drink. Otherwise, it was when old Dragon Kiln masters hosted banquets for taking on apprentices.
While chatting at the Fire God Temple in the capital, Chen Ping'an had learned that the restaurant was actually Feng Yi's property. The third floor was one of her resting places.
Besides that, Feng Yi had accumulated quite a few land deeds. She had also revealed a heavenly secret: of those Dragon Kiln mouths that had now become private kilns, more than half were under the old coachman's name. The old coachman normally lived over in Erlang Alley. As for Lu Wei of the Central Land's Yin-Yang School, he owned many residences on both Fulu Street and Taoye Lane.
Chen Ping'an chose a table by the window and ordered only a pot of wine. Both the wine pot and bowls were locally fired celadon.
Ning Yao drank only one bowl, yet she did not stop Chen Ping'an from drinking.
In its early years, this restaurant had received a rare guest.
Even the nominal innkeeper had not taken it seriously. Yet Feng Yi, the restaurant's true owner, had once let out a faint sigh.
A schoolteacher with frosted temples had once ordered a pot of wine and several small