When Chen Shijie brought in the young man with double iron rulers on his waist, wearing a coiled palm hat on his head and stepping cloud boots on his feet, Zhao Xing immediately recognized him.
"Mr. Zhao, is it you?" Shen Zhui was also somewhat surprised to see Zhao Xing.
"It seems you know each other?" Chen Shijie asked with a smile.
"Of course. Chief Shen is the youngest and most outstanding catcher in the Military Class Room." Zhao Xing cupped his hands.
"I don't dare claim such a title. The Military Class Room is full of experts; I've merely completed a few more tasks by luck." Shen Zhui behaved very modestly in front of Chen Shijie. "I know Mr. Zhao mainly because the area he oversees for land taxes, Anping Town, is also under my jurisdiction for public security."
The Minister of Agriculture Official had the responsibility of encouraging farming and inspecting land taxes, while the catchers from the Military Class Room were in charge of local security.
