"Mr. Hao, please say."

"Do you know Zhuzi?" Leng Feng asked, staring at Hong Tiannan's eyes.

"Zhuzi, I don't know." Hong Tiannan answered very calmly.

"I'm sorry, I'm entrusted by a young man named Zhuzi to give something to a tinsmith named Lao Hong in Yangtun Town. Master Hong knows that there is another tinsmith named Lao Hong in this town?"

"As far as I know, there is no second tinsmith named Hong, Mr. Hao, I'm sorry, Hong can't help you." Hong Tiannan replied.

"That's difficult, Zhuzi said that this important thing must be delivered before three o'clock today. I am entrusted by someone's affairs and loyal people. If I can't complete the task, how should I explain it to Zhuzi?" Leng Feng pretended to sigh.

A trace of light flashed in Hong Tiannan's eyes.

"I asked my eldest disciple Gangzi to inquire for the husband. Maybe you heard it wrong. Lao Hong's pronunciation is easy to mislead. It is not surprising that Lao Hao is right?"

"Master Hong inspired me. Zhuzi's voice was very low when he spoke. Maybe I was a bit out of the way. How many tin-making craftsmen are there in Zhenshan?"

"There are so many, there are five or six companies. Some of them do not make a living by making tin, but they only have this craft."
Chapter completed!