The Northern Song Dynasty returned south, seeking the truth of the Dao.

Upon hearing Master Lu's words, Wang Zhen was delighted and immediately asked, "May I ask, Master Lu, are there any famous wines in this town? I would like to buy a pot."

"Our town isn't very big, and we don't really have any famous wines. But as far as I know, there's an elderly winemaker in town who, I heard, served in the palace when he was young. I suppose he must be quite good, right?"

Master Lu thought for a moment, then said somewhat uncertainly. Wang Zhenhuan nodded upon hearing this. Even without good wine, a skilled brewer would suffice; they surely have their own homemade wine.

"I should buy a pot; Chonghe Zhenren would surely like it." Thinking this, Wang Zhenren no longer hesitated and asked Master Lu, "May I ask, Master Lu, what is the name of that brewer? Do you know where he lives?"

"Hiss—I heard someone say his surname is Sun, but I'm not sure what his given name is. People who know him call him Old Sun. At first, no one knew he could brew wine. Until later, a high-ranking official passed by..."

They came specifically to visit him, to buy wine from him. Only then did everyone realize that this old man, Sun, had actually been brewing wine for the emperor in the palace when he was young. Master Lu looked up and recalled, continuing.

"As for where he lives, I really don't know. Why don't you go out and ask the local people?"

"Is Old Sun going to move away?" Wang Zhenhuan said with some concern. Old Sun was obviously here to retire, but now that his identity has been exposed, there will inevitably be gossip. Wang Zhenhuan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand it and would move away.

"I don't think so, right? When Old Sun came to Xiayi, he even registered his household at the yamen. I didn't see him say he came to cancel his registration, so he probably didn't leave, right?" Master Lu recalled for a moment and then said.

"In that case, I will go and look for him. Thank you, Master! I beg you to keep an eye on my friends!" Wang Zhenhuan said, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Go ahead without worry. I, Old Lu, have been in this household for many years and have never had any major mishaps. I will personally take care of that female Taoist priest, so you can rest assured," Master Lu said with a smile.

"May you be blessed, Master Lu, for your mercy. I shall go to town to find this old man Sun. Farewell." After saying this, Wang Zhenhuan saw Master Lu nod before turning and leaving the courtyard.

Stepping out of the main gate, you'll find yourself at the morning market. With the year-end approaching, the market is bustling with activity. The sounds of vendors hawking their wares and haggling fill the air. Despite the snowfall last night, it hasn't dampened people's enthusiasm; the streets are a vibrant, lively hubbub of activity.

Wang Zhen hesitated for a moment, then went to a restaurant that served breakfast. He ordered a bowl of five-flavor porridge and a few soup dumplings, and began to eat. He wasn't in a hurry, so he ate slowly and carefully.

The meal was just a pretext; their real purpose was to inquire about Old Sun's affairs. But there's a proper way to inquire. You can't just ask any random passerby on the street.

The most well-informed person in the entire town had to be the waiter at the restaurant. Although Xiayi Town wasn't large, it still belonged to the Yingtian Realm. It wasn't too far from Tokyo either.

Influenced by Tokyo, restaurants here serve three meals a day, and their opening hours are naturally longer than elsewhere. With more people coming and going, the waiters naturally hear more.

While Wang Zhenhuan was getting more porridge, he called over the waiter. He secretly slipped a few copper coins into his sleeve, then coughed lightly and asked in a low voice:

"May you be blessed with good fortune. I am new here and have some questions for you, young waiter."

"Sir, please feel free to ask me anything. I'm quite well-informed." The waiter calmly took the copper coin, his face immediately becoming much more respectful, and even his eyes narrowed with delight.

It was only early morning, and he was very happy to have gained something extra so early in the morning. Moreover, this town was not very big, and it was rare to meet someone as generous as Wang Zhenhuan, so he was naturally very respectful.

"To be honest, young man, I've always had a hobby: enjoying a few drinks. Yesterday, I heard that there's a famous imperial brewer in our town. May I ask if you know such a person?" Wang Zhenhuan hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Oh, young Taoist priest, you've come at the right time. Let me tell you, this old Sun is famous throughout our village. There was even a high-ranking official who came specifically to buy wine from him."

"I heard that even immortals passing by would stop for a cup of his wine," the waiter said, giving a thumbs-up when he heard Wang Zhenhuan's question. He then went to the kitchen and brought Wang Zhenhuan a bowl of porridge.

Wang Zhenhuan took the porridge and put it down, then asked again, "May I ask, young man, where does this old man Sun live? I would like to pay him a visit, if that is permissible?"

The waiter, who had been speaking with great enthusiasm, suddenly deflated upon hearing Wang Zhenhuan's question. He replied sheepishly in a low voice, "I heard that old Sun moved out of Xiayi last year. I really don't know where he lives."

"They moved away??" Wang Zhenhuan immediately raised his voice, attracting the attention of many diners. He quickly bent down and asked in a low voice, "Young man, don't try to fool me, sir."

When I came here earlier, I asked the clerk at the yamen. Did the clerk say that this old man Sun hadn't come to the yamen to cancel his household registration? You must be mistaken."

"Oh dear, sir, since I accepted your gifts, I certainly wouldn't lie to you. That old Sun really did move away. I live right next door to him, how could I not know?" The waiter was immediately displeased when he heard Wang Zhenhuan question him.

"Then why don't you think he cancels his household registration? The laws of the Song Dynasty stipulate that one cannot re-register a household without canceling it. If he moves away without canceling his registration, wouldn't he become an unregistered resident?" Wang Zhenhuan asked, frowning.

"Who said he has to cancel his account just because he moves out? Maybe he just wants to move out of town and find some peace and quiet elsewhere. It's not like he's leaving Xiayi..." The waiter glanced at Wang Zhenhuan, then muttered under his breath and left.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenhuan was stunned and stood there dumbfounded. "Right," he thought, "who says moving out of town necessarily means leaving? Maybe he just found the gossip in town too much and moved outside?"

Thinking about it this way, the waiter must be familiar with Old Sun, and might even know him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such a thing. This waiter is quite a character.

Wang Zhenhuan smiled and finished the porridge in his bowl. After placing the money on the table, he stood up and called out loudly, "I'm full, thank you for your hospitality."

The waiter waved his hand and called out loudly, "Hey, young Taoist priest, you enjoyed your meal! Come again next time!!!"

Wang Zhenhuan waved his hand behind his back, then turned and left the restaurant with a flourish...