C286 Father's slip of paper

When he was about to leave the marketplace, Xia Lei saw a shop that sold wheat, beans and a few other crops. He also saw the boss, a burly man of about forty with a turban and a beard, a typical Pashtun.

When they were near the grain store, Tang Yuyan said softly: "Right here, the one standing at the door is Kalam, our guide."

Xia Lei looked around. There were fewer people here