Chapter 301: Intelligence Agencies Must Be in the Brothel, Right?

The West Market of Daxing City, although just a marketplace, occupied the area of two entire neighborhoods as one of the two largest markets within the city.

Zhang San estimated that if he didn't know the exact location of the shop, searching on his own would probably take a whole day without guaranteed success.

Luckily, a familiar butcher shop near the northeast corner of the West Market, close to the north gate, could be found by following the scent, and that is precisely what Zhang San had done.

He glanced at the sign above the shop—a gift of one tael!

It was said that if you bought more than a pound of meat from this shop, they would give you a tael for free.

Over time, because of its generous offer, the shop had become known for this deal and had simply changed its name to "A Gift of One Tael."

As Zhang San approached, a shop assistant greeted him with a smile, "What would you like, sir? We've got freshly cooked lamb chops or big chunks of meat..."