"This setup, it looks familiar. Could it be them?"
Yan Jing, standing aside, could not help but smile as he watched the wooden carts passing in front of them.
"You know them?"
Zhao Huai turned his head, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Do you remember what I said to you on the day of your wedding?" Yan Jing gave a faint smile.
Zhao Huai pondered carefully but shook his head, "Don't remember."
Yan Jing was not annoyed, apparently knowing that this was just the kind of behavior the other person had.
So he repeated the words spoken on the day of the wedding.
"A week ago, I received news from Yancheng that a cunning rich merchant secretly transported a cartload of stolen goods. He sought out many pawnshops, but nobody dared to buy. It was quite mysterious. No one knows what's inside."
"At that time I said if this deal is successful, you wouldn't need to work for half a year."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Huai remembered and could not help but question: