The sun in the east finally showed its head, seven o'clock in the morning, on the 007 county road.

A man wearing jeans and a leather jacket, with a baseball cap, was walking forward. He stopped by a stone tablet.

"Dakang Stronghold?"

The man took out a piece of paper with the specific market gathering dates for this month in the Red Mountain Fifteenth Village written on it.

"Today's market gathering is at Jin Family Manor, Dakang Stronghold's is only tomorrow."

The man carefully folded the paper and put it into his jeans pocket, "Let's have breakfast first, then get to work!"

After half a month of exploration, Shao Hailong knew that even if these villages didn't hold a market gathering during this time, breakfast would still be available, and there weren't many people in villages without a market gathering, so eating here wouldn't attract attention.

A few days ago, in the villages ahead, some gang members were too arrogant, making the police start to pay attention to them.

Shao Hailong had to act low-key.

He dialed a phone number on his mobile.

"The first half of the month, sweeping through villages with market gatherings, those guys will definitely focus on the villages with recent gatherings. For the second half of the month, we'll go the other way, specifically targeting villages without gatherings. We'll decide on the specific village in the morning."

In this line of work, one has to be cautious.

All decisions must be made on the fly; only then can you avoid being betrayed or having your patterns identified.

Shao Hailong pressed down on the baseball cap on his head and walked into the narrow winding path to Dakang Stronghold.

Breakfast needs to be eaten, and the area needs to be scouted.

Meanwhile, at the Kaifeng Police Station.

Liu Yang completed the assistance investigation procedures and said to a fellow police officer nearby, "Those oil thieves are repeat offenders, having stolen all the way from Yanbei to Jin Nan, causing trouble for many truck drivers.

We only got a lead yesterday, and if our judgment is correct, the recent thefts in Red Mountain were also done by this gang."

Wang Zhifeng nodded, "This gang is very cautious, coincidentally during the Red Mountain Fifteenth Village market gathering. However, we've gathered some information; they generally commit crimes in villages during market gatherings, sneaking in during the chaos when villagers are outside setting up stalls or shopping.

With so many people around during a market gathering, carrying out crimes unnoticed is indeed challenging."

"By the way, which village is having a market gathering today?" Liu Yang asked.

Wang Zhifeng took a puff of his cigarette, "Jin Family Manor."

The two took a deep drag on their cigarettes.

"Let's go, to Jin Family Manor!"

They got into a shabby company car and headed off, Liu Yang looking at the newly risen sun, remembered something.

So he pulled out his phone and contacted a recently added friend.

"Boss Xiao Chen? Where are you?"

Chen Mo was standing bored next to a large black pot skimming the foam, with at least half an hour to go before the recipe's required four hours of cooking.

Seeing Liu Yang's message, Chen Mo had a... very strange feeling.

Because Liu Yang's actions almost caused his phone to blow up yesterday, Old Jiang from the unit sent countless WeChat messages, and other colleagues also crazily asked what was going on.

Why did the unit make the news out of the blue, and many people mainly wanted to inquire about how Chen Mo managed to take unpaid leave so smoothly?

Even a big sister from the unit directly asked, what's the big connection behind you, Chen Mo, to be so impressive?

In the end, Chen Mo had to shut off his phone to finally get a peaceful sleep.

However, Chen Mo knew that Liu Yang meant well, and he replied to him, "I'm at Kaifeng's Dakang Stronghold, Yu Hui asked me for a favor, so I came to take a look."

Liu Yang: "Getting in on the bustling market gathering?"

Chen Mo: You even know this!

Liu Yang: "Got food? I'll be passing by Dakang Stronghold in a bit."

Chen Mo: "Damn! Really? If you're coming, definitely, not only will there be food, but it'll also be a famous dish from Yu Province!"

Liu Yang: "On my way then!"

On the 007 county road, Liu Yang in the shabby car watched the map, "To get to Jin Family Manor, we have to pass through Dakang Stronghold? Let's make a stop there for breakfast first."

Wang Zhifeng pressed the accelerator hard, the car didn't run at all smoothly, "What's so good to eat at Dakang Stronghold? I'll take you to Jin Family Manor, the market gathering today will have plenty of good food."

"You don't get it." Liu Yang reclined his seat, made himself comfortable, and flicked his cigarette ash out the window, "You just go to Dakang Stronghold; I've got a friend there with guaranteed good food."

"Alright, whatever you say."

After all, Liu Yang is from another province assisting with the investigation, and on their first collaboration, Wang Zhifeng couldn't say much and just went along with this young comrade.

By the way, according to the information, this coordinating comrade seems to have only just graduated a few years ago. Wang Zhifeng even thought that this investigation was just going through the motions, and the real clue gathering and stakeout still had to rely on himself.

Dakang Stronghold, farmhouse.

Yu Hui got up very early today, mainly because the Feng family's three brothers hauled him out of bed early.

They insisted on taking him to Jin Family Manor to see what the market gathering was like and how impressive the influencers were.

Feng the Second was really unhappy, "Damn, people in our village just don't have guts! We gave up after only one market gathering. I saw them all run to Jin Family Manor early this morning. Asked several people, they said they were going to see if they could make some money there, damn disappointing!"

"Isn't that right! Instead of working hard in their own village, they run to others' villages to boost their business, no sense of unity!" Feng the Third was also angry.

Yu Hui, on the other hand, took it easy.

"Everyone has their own ideas and wants to make some money, just let them go. If you really want to go to Jin Family Manor, that's fine. Let's have breakfast first."

"Where to have breakfast?" Feng the Fourth asked.

Yu Hui laughed, "My little buddy is definitely cooking now. Didn't he say yesterday he was going to make sheep soup noodles? I reckon it's just about ready by now."

Feng the Second sneered but said nothing.

In their family, the second brother is the village committee secretary, the third and fourth brothers help in the village.

But comparatively, Yu Hui is a person of some stature in the village, so when it comes to any important matters, the Feng Family's Three Brothers still look to Yu Hui for advice.

Yu Hui didn't feel like saying that his wife also ran off early to Jin Family Manor for the market gathering, saying some influencer named Er Lengzi was performing today.

Don't know what's so interesting about that.

Yu Hui casually closed the door, left the lock hanging, and led the three brothers towards the Cultural Square.

At the moment, at the Cultural Square, Chen Mo looked at the time, it was 8 a.m.

He let out a heavy sigh.

"Is this simmering sheep soup or simmering a person?"

Looking at the pot of sheep soup that had turned pure white, Chen Mo was speechless. From soaking the mutton and bones since the day before to starting the broth early this morning, it must have taken at least ten hours altogether.

The key point is, according to the recipe, the soup must be kept boiling vigorously at all times, and the pot lid must not be covered,.

The broth can be topped up but not too much.

Basically, three pots of soup are about enough; any more and it won't be fresh.

"Boss Xiao Chen, when will it be ready? I'm starving~"

Chen Mo looked through the cooking method in the recipe again and tossed 100 Yuan from his pocket to LuLu.

"Go, buy me some cilantro and green onions. Isn't there a vegetable shop diagonally across? Hurry up."

LuLu gave a nod and ran off to buy the vegetables.

And Chen Mo, picking up the pot again.

How good the sheep soup noodles taste will depend on this last touch.

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